Mystic Syn
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"Oh, me?" the man chuckled. "I'm the closest thing... what name did you say she was going by again? Q? Yeah. I'm the closest thing Q has to family. Where I came from is an entirely different story you wouldn't understand."
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"You're right. You never said that." The man turned to him, sheathing his blade. "But she did."
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"Hasn't even told you her real name yet? Are you sure you know her as well as you say?" He simply nodded in understanding, watching her jump onto an airdrift. Quick unrelated question: Is she like, leaving or just going to vibe on the airdrift?
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"So, that's the name she decided to go with. At least it was one of mine." Without a second thought, the man deflected two to the ground, then snatched the last one with his hand. He looked at it, then at her, letting it fall to the ground. "No sense of style, Y," he said, shrugging, "if that is your real name."
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He rolled his eyes, exasperated. "So, she likes the dumb ones." Quicker than a flash, the man unsheathed his blade and deflected all three blades back at Y, grinning as he did so.
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Well, yk, I'd figured I ask about it first before jumping head first. But I hear your pleas of mercy, and ig I should answer them (눈‸눈) A figure jumped out behind Ellis from practically nowhere, unsheathing his long, curved silver blade to deflect the dagger to the ground. Sheathing it quietly, he stared at Y with dark blue eyes. Cocking his head at her, his long stark white hair fell to the side, almost falling out of the tail he'd put it in before jumping in. The man rose, brushing his jacket off before looking at Ellis. "Ellis," he said, his voice sounding a tiny bit deep, "tell me that you're not as incompetent as you seem and you can do something else than dodge."
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*peeks in* Heya, hiya. Couldn’t help but notice that you’re having some trouble with some plot…y…stuff. If ya want, I can join in as someone that I’ve been meaning to introduce to this rp :pp
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Adras gritted his teeth, and with one fluid motion, he pushed air against the door, hopefully pushing the creature away from it for a time. "It's now or never," he called, sweat rolling down his brow as he continued to push. "I can't do this forever."
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Hey y’all. I was at a summer camp that my church put on, so that’s where I’ve been. Lemme be honest with y’all for a sec: That camp made me feel more happy than what this site ever gave to me. This doesn’t mean that I’m leaving for good or anything like that, but I’m going to get my life together and fix the things that I know are a bit broken in my life.
Love y’all~ <3
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I know it ain't your birthday today, but I'll be out of town on that day so... *sends kiss* Happy birthday and don't die.
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Mmm, yeah. I know that Sanderson said that the stories and arcs he writes are standalone stories, but I also can't help but notice the finer details he puts into them and that's why I really got into him. I've always been a detail-oriented person of sorts, so it just makes me happy that an author would put that much work and thought into their works.
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I haven't finished RoW yet, due to having a busy life with a bunch of stuff to do, but I do like how it's turning out, especially now that I know more about the Cosmere in general to figure some things out. Mistborn has always has a place in my heart for being something different than what I'm used to; however, I would say that my favorite Sanderson work is Warbreaker lol.
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Hello there and welcome to the chaos Shard! I hope you don't mind me asking what your favorite Sanderson book is lol. It doesn't matter if it's Cosmere or not. Minor note: You posted your topic for this about three times in the forum. Kinda considered as spam, so I would say delete/hide the other forums.
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May I present to y’all Lee from the Tea Shop?
SpoilerYes, the art is by me.
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Hmm, haven’t posted one of these in a while. Guess we’re going that now. Really, all I’ve been doing is writing, and it can be summed up like this:
Me, looks at the clock on my computer, which reads midnight: I can write until 12:30 or 1am, then go to sleep at a somewhat regular time and not wake up at noon. *goes to writing*
Me, now satisfied with the few pages of writing I did, and looks back at the clock, which reads 2am: Whoops. *goes back to writing till 3am*
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She rubbed her temples, trying to remember something. "All I know is that the Prophet is very dead, I saw her... body myself. I know for sure that no one knows where the new Prophet is. Is and probably when I or anyone else here has new information, you can bother them then."
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"How can I 'calm down' when I hav––!" she snapped, then cut herself off as she noticed the reporter. At first, Hyn didn't do anything as she tried to straighten herself to look more formal, but ended up shaking a bit more than before. Her tattoos glowed a bit brighter as she looked at the newcomer. "Ma'am, there isn't..." she trailed off, catching herself before breaking down even more. Hyn forcefully calmed and straightened herself, against her body's wishes. "Ma'am," she tried again, gentler this time, "there hasn't been any new activity. We are just as much in the dark as you are, right now."
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The Abnormal Tale of Prince Timothy III
Mystic Syn replied to The Storming Stormfather's topic in Creator's Corner
Cool beans. Just know, when I do take the time to look at this and give feedback, I am not a professional and do not know everything there is to know about writing. -
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The Abnormal Tale of Prince Timothy III
Mystic Syn replied to The Storming Stormfather's topic in Creator's Corner
K, I’m posting something here to remind myself to take a look at it. If and probably when I do look at it, do you want feedback? I can get nitty gritty about it, ask anyone that has let me give feedback about their writing, so if you do let me have a look at it from a non-official English teacher standpoint, you have been warned. -
I kinda just popped in one day with a character that’s somehow in a relationship and is now kinda dead and no one said “no,” so you could just appear, but don’t be like me. Either way, I have no problem.
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“I… I killed them,” she whispered, tears brimming her eyes. “I–I–I don–don’t think I’ll be for–forgiven. I’ve–I’ve defended, maybe hur–hurt someone, but never… never…” Hyn shied away from Salkara, her tattoos giving a soft glow as she stared at the bodies. Every time she tried to shake herself from it, her breakdown became worse as she tried to recover. Hyn took in hasty, but calming breaths, which seemed to help a little bit.
