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"Stealing is an alternative, you know."

"Maybe it is." She shrugged. "But I use coins. You don't, right?" "That means you'll have tonnes of them coins! I'm very excited."

"Wealth?" The newcomer sighed. "What are you, a collector? What purpose could you probably have to coins?" Violette ignored the strange speech of the black-scaled dragon. It wasn't for her.

"Surely you can't be using those coins, right?" She said, "So why don't you give them to me? It's a great cause." Noted. I presume my character isn't going to be able to speak draconic.

"Uh, Hi" the newcomer said awkwardly, "Would any of you happen to have any coins on you?"

The person let out a scream, before realizing she was probably being loud and promptly quieting.

Out of the wilderness, from seemingly nowhere, a cloaked person rushed by, complaining about the mint quality of stolen goods.

Also noticed I set the wrong gender mb Name: Violette (Human) Gender: female Age: 22 Skills: Incredible Luck exclusively with coins. Backstory: From a strange land to the east consisting of rugged stoney plains where chance is prime, but where flipping a single coin is prohibited. She left in search of new, bizarre, strange coins. Miscellaneous: She has a coin which she can use to turn invisible (if she predicts the outcome).

If I replace "world" with "land" (to narrow the scope) would that work?

Name: Violette (Human) Gender: Male Age: 22 Skills: Incredible Luck exclusively with coins. Backstory: From a strange world where chance is prime, but where flipping a single coin is prohibited. She left in search of new, bizarre, strange coins. Miscellaneous: She has a coin which she can use to turn invisible (if she predicts the outcome). @IcedOutPenguin

Do I need to create a... Hydra?

... Link?

Um, I can make one?

Is there a... Way I could appear?

What's happening rn?

what's the premise?

I'll take another QF

QF76: Aftermath - Order within Chaos Skybreaker Uranihran didn't like special cases. They were unfair, but not deemed unfair by the law. They were in a very peculiar spot that made them difficult to deal with. This was a special case. Nine participants remained. Nine who hid. Several had bonded Spren. Kaladfin, who hid his Spren from wandering eyes. The Elsecaller, Starseeker, who had now accomplished his only purpose here. And of course, CD. The one who drove himself mad listening to the wretched utterings of the Cryptics. The next day, the verdict would be decided. They would miss again, further proving themselves to be the Ten Fools incarnate. “Perhaps it is I who have failed them,” Uranihran said to himself. He stood at the shores of the Purelake, gazing into the perfectly clear water. “Perhaps I have misled them into my false interpretation of the law.” “That isn't the case, Skybreaker.” Another voice. His Spren, 17676. “You have upheld your ideals. You have not broken any rules.” It seemed strange for his Spren to appear now, at this time. Highspren did not care much for the emotions of those they bonded with. They too were scarred by the Recreance, perhaps just in a different way. 17676 continued with a melancholy tone. “We were broken by the Recreance. In the end, the order of the Skybreakers held, but that was not without sacrifice. The Knights Radiant were different then. Some Skybreakers chose to crumble under the pressure and abandoned their oaths. They simply could no longer trust the rules of the world.” “You are right. There are no rules that have been broken.” Uranihran squinted his eyes. He could almost see… “someone's running.” He lashed himself upwards, then towards that direction. It was Mehlarin. He landed in front of the young man. “Running, are we?” Uranihran asked, summoning his Shardblade. “I believed in your order. But this is just wrong. I can't continue playing your games, Skybreaker.” Mehlarin said. “If you-” Uranihran started, but he was cut off by the irritated Veden. “No, you listen. This game you're playing is disgusting. You aren't following the law. You're just showing off how much you can get away with when you become a surgebinder.” The Skybreaker took a step back. Mehlarin took a step forward. “You're running from both your duty and your responsibility. You aren't a Radiant, Uranihran. You are nothing compared to the actual Skybreakers we look up to.” Storms. Uranihran sighed. “Go. You clearly do not have what it takes to become a Skybreaker. You are correct. It is a waste of time arguing with you any further.” Mehlarin scrambled away. What a rat. But somewhere within Uranihran, there were thoughts. What if a man were not declared evil or good solely based on what the law says, but rather based on what he did within the law? And that… that would make Uranihran a terrible person. And that could not be true. ~ The next day, Uranihran saw Richard's death. The blacksmith hadn't gone easily, but he too was claimed by justice. And within the group of thirteen, seven remained. Two had run off, three had been removed under Uranihran’s orders, and one had been killed by the evildoers. And then, Greebas suddenly fell. His eyes burned out, as a blade was pulled out of the back of his fallen corpse. Kaladfin stood behind him, holding not a deadeye, but a radiant blade. “I think it's time we addressed the real lawbreakers here, Uranihran.” The remaining participants moved to the sides, not wishing to be involved with a conflict. This was going to be a duel between Radiants. “Ah, Kaladfin.” Uranihran said, “I always knew you were one of them. A Lightweaver, if I recall?” CD notably paled at the word Lightweaver. Kaladfin circled Uranihran like a shark. Although the man had his Shardblade out, Uranihran did not. He had considered this situation. “Vigilante justice, is that what you make of the Skybreakers, Kaladfin?” Uranihran asked him. He just needed to stall out for time… “Sometimes, actions are necessary, Skybreaker. But this is twisted, and you can't continue this.” “Wise words for someone who plotted an entire assassination of the King in Kholinar, Kaladfin.” Uranihran said. “And I suppose, out of all of us, you would be the one most familiar with the law?” “I am no more as guilty of my crimes as you are, Uranihran.” Kaladfin said. His figure was almost too perfect. The way it spoke, the way it… The Skybreaker realized the trick only a moment too late. A blade was rammed through his chest. Storming Lightweavers. He drew in his stormlight, feeling it rage against the echoes of death. He shoved Kaladfin away, and then summoned his blade. He could only hope that 17676 reached Nale in time. He lashed himself upwards, to reduce his weight, and then ran towards the Lightweaver. He swung his blade through an illusion, and then turned and blocked a blow from the actual Lightweaver. Storms. Another swipe caused another Lightweaving to disappear. He wasn't gaining any ground. He needed to fly, he needed to get off the ground. He breathed in Stormlight, preparing to lash himself upwards, when he was once again gutted through by a Shardblade. “End of the road, Uranihran.” Kaladfin said. Uranihran drew in more Stormlight to mend his ever increasing wounds. This was it. He was going to die. No Radiant could live forever. He had been outsmarted in his own game. Suddenly, a male Skybreaker dropped from above. Nale? No. It couldn't be him. It was a different Skybreaker. The man forced Kaladfin to step away, who dismissed his blade in the process. Uranihran pushed himself back up, clutching onto the last few ounces of Stormlight he had left. The strange Skybreaker tossed him a sphere. Uranihran breathed in the light, feeling it start to heal his wounds. “Kaladfin. I should've known.” The Skybreaker said. That voice, it was familiar. It was the inspector. “Is Nale coming?” He asked his highspren. “I'm not sure,” 17676 said, “But I also happened to find another Skybreaker. Inspector Javert.” Right. The other one who left. “Javert.” The Lightweaver said. “They told me you were dead.” “At least Uranihran got that part right.” “You don't need to fight me, Inspector.” Kaladfin said in a soothing voice. “You and I both know that the real problem here is Uranihran and his twisted games.” “There's no need to pretend to be the hero, Lightweaver.” Uranihran said. “You are a criminal. I am not.” “I don't approve of what either of you two have done, but I do know one thing. You, Kaladfin, shouldn't be alive.” Inspector Javert said, pointing his ordinary sword at the Lightweaver. That's not where he is. Lightweavers aren't that simple. Just before the blade hit the back of Uranihran’s throat, the Skybreaker turned around and blocked it with his shardblade. “Too predictable,” the Skybreaker hissed. “Kaladfin,” Inspector Javert said, unfaltered by the Lightweaver’s attempted assassination, “You can try to appeal to my sympathy as much as you want, but if there's a lesson you need to learn, it's that the law teaches us where to set aside our emotions.” The inspector drew his ordinary blade and pointed it at Kaladfin, who had backed off from Uranihran. Now faced with two Skybreakers against him, Kaladfin took a step back, just in time to see a third Skybreaker enter from the sky. The Herald of Justice himself, Nale. The voice of the Herald was cold and empty. “Enough of these games. Uranihran, I was told of your Surgebinders. I see one. Where are the other two?” “There and there.” Uranihran pointed to Starseeker, and then to CD… who wasn't there. Smart man. Escaped while no one was watching. Nale strode forward. While the Lightweaver might have stood a chance against one Skybreaker, he couldn't take on three Skybreakers. Kaladfin turned and ran. He ran, and Starseeker did too. But they were fools for thinking they could outrun a Herald. They were fools for thinking they could outrun justice itself. Judgement had arrived at the shores of the Purelake. ~ Sometimes you can outrun Skybreakers, Heralds, or even justice, as it turned out. Uranihran guessed that Starseeker probably managed to escape to Shadesmar, but there was no confirmation of anything. All they knew now was that the Lightweaver and the Elsecaller had escaped. Uranihran stood on the same rocky outcrop that he had first been watching from. He hated special cases, but this one had come crawling right to him. “Are you done with your games, Uranihran?” A voice asked from behind. Inspector Javert walked next to him. “The game is over, Javert.” Uranihran said without looking at the inspector. “Var and the others have been released. And since the hopefuls didn't manage to find a single evildoer, Booknewt is now free. It's over.” “Perhaps that's for the best of us. You let them kill innocents in the name of justice, Uranihran.” “Those were lessons that needed reinforcement.” The Skybreaker stated. “Were they? Either way, I still do not approve of your methods.” Javert said. “This was a special case.” Uranihran grunted. “It was meant to be different than normal.” “A terrible special case,” The Inspector said, “Just because we can do something doesn't mean we should do it. You would be familiar with that, Uranihran?” Uranihran didn't need to hear any more of the newly bonded Skybreaker’s talk. He lashed himself upwards and left. ~~~ IcedOutPenguin has been executed! He was an Innocent! AskthePizzaGuy was killed by the evildoers! He was an Innocent! KelsierApologist was killed by the inactivity Filter! He was an Innocent as well! Quick Fix 76 is over! The Evildoers have escaped and won! I have some GM thoughts I will share in a bit, but for now enjoy the writeup. Congratulations to the Elims, @TwinStorm, @KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren, and @Booknewt and a really good effort by the village! Thank you to @Araris Valerianfor IMing this game, and thank you for playing QF76! Playerlist Links: Dead Doc Elim Doc Master Spreadsheet

There's studio C fans here? Ed Edited it, Practical Philosophy and Crime Stinks are some of my favorites.

That's the cycle!

Current VC IcedOutPenguin: (4) StrikerEZ, CoderDrag0n8, Twinstorm, KaladinsSenseofHumorSpren, StrikerEZ: (1) Booknewt Aeternum: (1) IcedOutPenguin Not Voting: KelsierApologist Cycle ends in about 25 minutes!

QF76: Cycle 3 - Exist to Follow Skybreaker Uranihran didn't like special cases. Not only were they unfair, but they were also in the territory that no Skybreaker would ever dispute. Today had been a struggle for the group of hopefuls. It was honestly shameful. Chaos. Polarization. Had they already forgotten their task? The full Skybreaker landed somewhere nearby, and approached the group on foot. Instantly, all voices were hushed. “Hopefuls, is this what you bring? Chaos?” Uranihran asked. “You have decided collectively that between two people, one must be a lawbreaker. However, you cannot bring a consensus as to whom.” Wishikk Makar. The person who gave the group's verdict on the previous day, now betrayed by his colleagues. And Richard, who claimed he had no idea how he got here. “Your incompetence is growing. Yet I am a patient teacher, so I will spare you the grief.” The Skybreaker told them. “Rules. They exist to be followed. The order of the Skybreakers treat rules as venerate, because we understand what the other orders do not.” He summoned his blade. It was shorter than the deadeyes of Alethi, but it was as functional as he needed it to be. “Our tenacity to rules is the sole reason why the Skybreakers persisted while the other nine orders of Radiant did not. All rules, including the law, exist to be followed. They guide us through chaos so we can find order.” His blade vanished into thin mist. Looking at each of the members individually, he said, “I see you have taken yesterday's… learning experience into account.” The group nodded. They were a keen bunch, and unwilling to part with such a vicious memory so quickly. “That is acceptable.” Uranihran said, “but there must always be a consequence. Richard, step forward.” Uranihran could see the beads of sweat forming on the poor blacksmith’s forehead. Although he had likely been accustomed to the heat of a forge, he was not used to the pressure of this. “Yesterday, I made an error in my lesson. I merely rid the group of the one you presumed guilty. Today, I will correct it. Richard, please stand here. Starseeker, please hold my blade.” He handed his shardblade to the Returned, in front of the trembling blacksmith. But then, a small voice cried out from the back of the group. Booknewt. “Wishikk Makar! Wishikk Makar! I break the tie, Master Uranihran, I vote for Wishikk!” “Awfully late, isn't it?” “It's in the rules. I'm allowed to say my vote.” The Skybreaker nodded. There was nothing that was broken. “Very well. Starseeker, please use the blade to remove Wishikk Makar.” Uranihran said, gesturing for Wishikk to step forward. “Why must I?” Starseeker asked. “Why myself and no one else?” “When we uphold the law, we have a collective responsibility. What you experience today is what should've happened yesterday. Now, please kill Wishikk Makar.” “This feels excessively cruel.” Wishikk Makar said. “This is the same verdict that was given to the ThatOneWorldhopper. Shortly after I left, I dealt with him in a similar manner. I apologize for making a special exemption. Now, Starseeker, please deliver justice to the accused.” And just like that, Justice was delivered. ~ By the time that Wishikk was finally removed, Inspector Javert had already left, no longer willing to partake in the full Skybreaker’s games. Uranihran landed in front of him. “You run. You run from responsibility, Inspector?” Javert nodded. “I don't have time for your games, old man. I have my own spren, and I have already sworn my second Ideal.” “Go.” Uranihran said emotionlessly. “If your musings have attracted a highspren, I must accept the decisions of the higher authority. To the remaining hopefuls, you will be announced as a casualty.” “We will meet again, Uranihran. I do not approve of what you are doing, but I will not intervene.” And like that, the newly bonded Skybreaker lashed himself away, leaving Uranihran alone with just his hollow games. ~ Hoid Slayer was killed! He was an Innocent! Doc12 was "killed"! He was an Innocent! Cycle 3 has begun! It will end in 24 hours, at 9:00 PM ET on August 9th. PMs are closed. Don't edit in votes. Please ensure that you review the SE editing rules if you are unfamiliar with them Players

Okay that's it! Standby for cycle 3