Scarletfox

Good job! Enjoy the satisfaction of a job well done! My next riddle:

You may be wondering where I went for the last hour or so. BEHOLD! I have returned with pastel stained fingers, and.... BA-BAM! Vote Scarletfox, a Brighter Tomorrow!

Yes, but, how the world be run, like, specifically. Where are all the little details? How is delegation going to work? Who will be the delegates? If he doesn't have time to run the country because of his books, and has other people do it for him, then we really aren't electing Brandon Sanderson, we're electing people who we don't know. We won't know how the world will be run because we won't have actually talked to the people who would be in charge.

But how will he know he's the ruler of the world if he hasn't seen his nomination?

Here is where people share their riddles. This is kind of like the Jokes of any kind thread, but for riddles. (I was going to put a riddle in there, and then realized that... it was a riddle) Anyway, simple rules: (updated) 1. Make sure it's appropriate (obviously) 2. Give the riddle, wait for a couple guesses, and then reveal the answer 3. You have can guess as many times as you'd like 4. Don't guess if you already know the answer 5. If you guess correctly, you get the the prize of: The Satisfaction of a Job Well Done! Here is my first riddle:

I nominate @Condensation and @revelryintheart

How long did you do debate, and what kind of debate did you do? What was your first impression of me?

Humph

Can we nominate multiple people?

TOO BAD! You're in a tree. *Sigh* Why must you ruin everything.

AHHHHH HAH!!! You're in a palm tree. Many sneks can be in water.

Are you anti-yay?

You're in a salt water fish tank. In a tree.

Snek and the fish, sitting in a tree, t-a-l-k-i-n-g

I just lost the game. Shame on all of you.

"Truth" @Mist

Granted. You will always be full of energy. FULL of energy. Like, you drank three cauldrons of coffee. I wish for one french fry that is delicious.

Granted. You will always sneeze pure liquid oxygen (which is about 300 hundred degrees fahrenheit [or however you spell that storming name]). I wish to bath in the river styx safely (if you don't know what it is tell me and I'll change it).

Oh, thanks! It must of been a glitch I am laughing so hard right now at the sneezes!! Granted. You always feel like sneezing, but when you do, you sneeze fire (no you're not immune to it either). I wish for a hot cup of chocolate tea.

Granted. You always have to sneeze, but you never can. I wish for a good book that I haven't read.

I want to join the YAY!

Granted. Portable is an interesting word. It is indeed portable, however it is three-hundred pounds, and you must carry it everywhere you go. I wish for another McDonalds hamburger and fries.

Granted. You will never stop sneezing, ever. I wish for a pet fox.

The Shadow scanned the room one last time to be sure that there were no visible traps, and then sat down in a chair across the table from the man. She looked at him directly in the eyes, and said, "I have a very specific skillset, so I thought, I might as well get paid for it. As long as this place is here, I will work toward the ghostblood's goals and be loyal only to them. I'm new around this city, and I need a bit of direction regarding where to start. I will help you, you will help me. Is that enough?" The man didn't answer at first, but then said, "You realize that you will need to make some, sacrifices to join?" "Naturally. I'm fully aware and willing to get the tattoo." It wasn't that big of a sacrifice. Except, she'd always have it. A reminder for the rest of her life the horrible things she would do to reach her goals. "And the oath" He asked. "Of course" The Shadow actually hadn't heard about this one, but as the man put it, she was going to have make sacrifices. "I'm glad to have an ambitious recruit." "Give me a chance and I can show you just how ambitious I can be." There was a moment of silence before the man smiled, and said "Repeat after me: I hereby declare, on oath, that I absolutely and entirely support and defend the Ghostbloods and its decrees against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; to forsake all other guilds and clans within the Alleyverse. That I will bear arms on behalf of the Ghostbloods when required by the Council; that I will gather all information, intelligence, and recruitment (when necessary) when required by the Council; that I will perform work of national importance under civilian direction when required by the Council; and that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; so help me Adonalsium. " "I hereby declare, on oath, that I absolutely and entirely support and defend the Ghostbloods and its decrees against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; to forsake all other guilds and clans within the Alleyverse. That I will bear arms on behalf of the Ghostbloods when required by the Council; that I will gather all information, intelligence, and recruitment (when necessary) when required by the Council; that I will perform work of national importance under civilian direction when required by the Council; and that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; so help me Adonalsium. " "Good" He smiled, then stood. "As for the tattoo, follow me." The Shadow stood, matching his stance. "Before you take me anywhere, I'm going to need to call you something. What's your name?" "You can call me Azrael." He then strolled out of the room. The Shadow took one last glance around the room, before following. Azrael led her to a hospital, using his tattoo as a sort of key to enter into a secret hideout underneath. He explained that any ghostblood could use these safe-rooms, and that she was going to get her tattoo here. The Shadow shivered as the door shut behind her. She could very well be being led to her death, but she didn't let it show. She kept her shoulders back with a straight posture, determined to look confident. Azrael led her to another room where he had her sit down, and began gathering his things. Where was she going to put it? She was surprised to realize that she hadn't thought much about the tattoo's placement, only of its presence. She supposed that just below her left wrist was as good a place as any. Then she could use it to get into hideouts, but also keep it easily hidden. She took off her denim jacket, and used the wet cloth he had given her to clean the area. The Shadow was only the least bit nervous. It would be physically painful, yes, but she had experienced enough of that in her life to be used to it. But mentally painful, that was another story. She hoped that she wouldn't break down in the middle of the procedure. She took a deep breath in, and then out as Azreal returned with the supplies. "It will sting a little." He said. "Where would you like it?" "Right here." The Shadow said pointing to place on her arm halfway from her wrist to her elbow. Azrael gave her a nod, before beginning to forge the symbol into the Shadow forever. She inhaled sharply as the procedure began, her right hand gripping the handle of the chair. It was over surprisingly fast. "One more thing," he said. Walking over to a cupboard, he unlocked it with his finger as well as the tattoo and retrieved a small device, looking a little like a thin, black box. Carefully he closed the cupboard again and then offered it to the Shadow. "For you. It can map you a way around the city, if you know where you need to go. You can contact those in the headquarter, ask for help or direction, or an update on your orders." he swiped his hand across it, turning it on. "You need to spend a while on the settings and the like, calibrate it to you as well, set some passwords, the usual things. It shouldn't do much harm in the hands of an enemy, but if possible destroy it before it does. Makes it easier for for those cleaning up afterwards." The Shadow reached out to take the strange object. Interesting. "How exactly does the tattoo work?" The Shadow asked, standing up. "It's a special kind of ink," he replied. "It can do lots of things, but for now the main thing you need to know is that it will unlock doors for you. You can figure it out with a bit of practice. If you want to find out more, you'll have to train with more experienced ghostbloods. You will be contacted when we want you. Welcome to the ghostbloods." A genuine smile touched the Shadow's lips. "It's been a pleasure," the Shadow said, moving toward the door. "Please, the pleasure was all mine, Ms. Rivera" Azrael replied.

Granted, but they will never admit it. I wish for a McDonalds burger and fries. (No I'm not insane, just hungry)