Experience

I'm on.

I'm available to do it right now.

Sure! Do we just say where? I'm too lazy to go and read what people did in the past.

Kate went on a date

Hi tired. I don't even eat any other cookies except thin mints. How many kinds are there?

Ya, I was trying to make a joke, but it failed miserably.

Ya, for some reason they don't taste as good.

I happen to not be a girl scout for some reason. I do love the cookies though. Especially thin mints. My mom just buys like 30 boxes and freezes them every year.

Why is it so big lol.

Me: Saying that I used to live there and it's not bad. Granted, I didn't live in the city, but who cares about that tiny insignificant fact.

The sky was getting darker as Krait strolled towards the front door of the mayor's house. She took a deep breath, trying to get her nerves under control. She had managed to not think about this part of her plan for a long time, and she had succeeded. Mostly. In the past hour Krait had visited a few houses and borrowed some clothes without asking. She now wore the clothing of messenger with a brown leather satchel at her side, mostly empty. In front of the front door of the mansion, there were no less than six guards. Krait knew all of them by name, but there was no way that they would recognize her after the long time that separated their pasts. The guards were lounging around a table playing with some cards, but Krait knew that they were actually watching, weary and ready for an attack. Once she drew closer, the only woman in the group, Lazh, stood up and asked, “Who are you, and what is your business here?” Krait almost smiled and replied instinctively with her name, but caught herself. Instead she answered, holding a letter in her hand, “I am Kria. I have a letter for the mayor.” Lazh nodded and stepped forward to take it, but Krait drew her hand away so the letter couldn’t be taken. “I’m sorry, but I was expressly told that I need to make sure Laon himself sees this letter.” Lazh snorted and replied, “We’ve heard that one before. We aren’t just going to let anybody… Wait, what did you just say?” Krait smiled and repeated, “I have to make sure Laon sees the letter personally.” The other five guards at the table went silent. Lazh glanced around to see if anyone else had heard what Krait had said. No one had. Krait had made sure before that nobody would be even within eyesight let alone earshot when she came through. Then Lazh motioned Krait forward, and two of the guards opened the door. Lazh and two guards led her inside, leaving the remaining three outside. The interior of the mansion was lavishly furnished, with statues of Amal lining the walls and a deep blue carpet rolling down the long hall. Krait adopted the look of a townsperson, gaping at all the art and other finery of the mansion. It wasn’t very hard to fake. Just inside the door stood another four guards, two on each side. Krait didn’t recognize these ones, but she did recognize their armor. These were Hunters. Amal killers. She was led down a side hall and into an empty room, where the two guards took up positions by the only door. There was no other exit from the room. Lazh turned around to Krait and studied her face, silent. After a few moments Lazh said, “Who are you, really? And how do you know Laon’s name?” “You do not need to know who I am, Lazh.” Lazh cursed and put her knife to Krait’s neck. “How do you know my name?” she demanded. Krait kept calm, and her lips crept into a shallow smile. “You wouldn’t believe me, even if I told you. I don’t plan to tell you, though let it suffice that you used to know who I am. Now. I need to see Laon. The letter is quite urgent, and I need to return the answer soon.” Lazh took a deep breath, then answered, “Fine. I have no idea who you are… except… no. That’s not possible.” She took another look at Krait’s face then shook her head. “No, you most definitely couldn’t be Krait.” Krait had been ready so she was able to keep her expression the same. Raising her eyebrows in a show of confusion she asked, “Who?” “Nevermind. It isn’t you. She never was an actor. Could never lie. Especially not to a friend's face.” That hurt Krait more than Lazh could ever know, but there was nothing she could do but continue. Nothing good came from mourning about the past. Lazh nodded, and the two guards behind Krait walked through the door and started leading the way towards Laon’s room. As the door came into view, guarded by four more Hunters. Once they saw Lazh they moved out of the way, allowing her to open the door and walk through. Krait was ushered through by the two other guards and the door was closed behind her. Inside the room, Laon sat on a chair, reading a book. It was probably about politics. He glanced up and casually said, “Oh, hello Lazh.” Then he returned to his book for a second before looking back up with astonishment, seeing Krait standing there. He hastily stood up, gaping. Krait inwardly cursed. She had hoped he wouldn’t recognize her, but it had been futile to believe such a thing had happened. In one fluid motion Krait grabbed a knife from her belt and held Lazh with the knife to her throat. “Make one sound, and she dies.” Laon’s cry died before it had even started and he sat down in his chair, face pale. “Krait, why are you doing this?” Lazh gasped, but didn’t say anything. “I am sorry. I… I am not who I used to be.” “Why are you here, Krait. We broke up years ago, and you vowed we would never see each other again.” “You knew that I would come here, eventually. And you know why as well. When we became Amal, the two of us, we were going to change the world. Make it better for everyone. But then you changed, just like everyone else.” The pain was evident in Krait’s voice, and she wasn’t able to change it. “You decided that if the world wanted to become better, then it would do so on its own.” “Krait…” “No. You knew what you were doing when you started, and you were too scared to continue.” Krait took a deep breath to calm herself, then continued. “I’m afraid that I’ll have to kill Lazh. The only way that she lives is if you take her place. You get to decide.” Silence filled the room. Laon nodded and stood up. “I understand. I knew that this day would come. I am ready. As ready as I’ll ever be.” Lazh had gone stock-still and horror was drawn all over her face. Whispering harshly, she said to Laon, “No, Laon. I won’t let you do this. Let me die with honor.” “I am sorry Lazh, but if you die, she will still kill me. I won’t have you die as well. Krait, I am ready. I just want you to know that I have loved you my whole life, even though you left me. I know that doesn’t change what has to happen, but I want you to know it and have no doubt about it. I am ready” Krait extended her arm and threw the knife at Laon’s chest. It sank into his heart, killing him instantly. Lazh screamed in agony and swiped at Krait, but she wasn’t where she had been a moment before. Now a viper, she struck at Lazh, putting her to sleep. She transformed into a human as the four Hunters crashed through the door. Krait backed away, then threw a knife at the window hilt first. The glass shattered and she jumped out, landing on a roof about five feet below. She transformed into a snake and was gone before any of the guards got to the window. *** Only a few minutes later, Krait was galloping away from the settlement, tears streaming down her face.

drakes

and makes

Not a stick?! Favorite color? Favorite number? Favorite word? Favorite state of water? Favorite sharder. Favorite candy.

cake with

That stick question though.

Can I have one?

I'm guessing we'll eventually learn, but I have no idea why. And it looks like there are at least four copies of this thread.

Welcome to the Shard! Hope you get better quick. Who's your favorite character?

I'm afraid I have next to no experience in code, but I would love to see it when it's finished!

Amazing!!!

Hello and welcome to the Shard! Yes. Sanderson Elimination is forum mafia. There are currently two games running, but the signups for a new game should start in a week or so. I can tag you if you want? Here's the link to it: https://www.17thshard.com/forum/forum/62-sanderson-elimination/. I am currently running a game. Do you want be to send you a link to the spectator doc?