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    Why do people say, by the way? Just... By. The. Way. What is the way? It makes me think of Star Wars. Also, when people say, What's up, the most common response is nothing. But that's impossible, isn't it? Not only is the sky and other things up, even if you are referring to emotion-wise, there's not way nothing is going on. How's it going? How does one know what the it is referring to? If this isn't where I can ask these questions... Well, I don't know where else i'd ask questions.
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    Ah, but you see. *wins*
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    I support all of these. I looked up Tom Hiddleston and my thought process was: Wait. That’s Loki. How is this not Wit already?
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    Nice to meet you! Welcome to the Shard! Ive been a fan but only after a while of reading Sanderson have I finally made this account. It’s definitely worth it!
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    Clanda walked off the boat, behind the siblings. She wasn’t really sure where she was supposed to go, so she just followed the older, mature one, since she seemed to know where she was going. She walked a bit faster and caught up. “Hey, my name’s Clanda. I saw you and your sister on the barge. What’s your name? Where are you from?” She supposed it was awfully forward of her to just run up and introduce herself to someone, but if one wanted to meet knew people, that’s what one must do.
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    The SA (well, it’s not three years but after a book is published it takes about three years for the next to come out).
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    Upvoted. It happens too often where if there just so happens to be two protagonists of opposite sex, they fall in love 97% of the time in fantasy books. It gets really annoying, especially when the main character (usually a girl) thinks about how she’s so ugly and how she has a crush on someone and even though he hugs and has interesting moments with her, there’s just no way he could like her back. It makes me want to pull my hair out. It’s so cliche and happens in so many books. Why is it so impossible for a main character to be single? To be fair, I might not be the best to talk about on this topic, because my solution is make two main characters fall in love, have one of them betray then other (they were evil the whole time), and to have the other fall into deep depression as the other laughs evilly at them and insults their sensibilities. I think I’ve taken this conversation a bit off topic. Sorry
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    I hated Vivenna at the beginning—I thought she was somehow jealous of Siri for going and being the God King’s bride. Then as the story progressed, I liked her more and more as she became less... ignorant. Overall it was a really good book. Up to my very high standards of a Branderson book. That was a lot of spoilers.
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    @Amira What’s your opinion on Shallan?
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    Clanda gripped the railing of the barge, leaning over as far as she could to see the bright blue water surrounding her. The light danced on top of it, laughing and tinkling. She smiled. Finally, she broke away from the trance and looked around. There were a couple other passengers. A pair of which looked to be siblings stood out to her the most. Should I go over and introduce myself? Ah well, I can do that later. We’re arriving. She’d Always wanted to see Center City, with its bustling people. And now she was here. Taking a deep breath, she reached into her tiny pouch and pulled out her pen. She twirled it in her fingers. It had always helped release stress; a weird habit of hers. Why am I nervous? I shouldn’t be nervous. I’m sure everyone there is... nice. She shook her head and let out a small laugh. Who am I kidding, in big cities no one is ever nice. But I can deal with it. She stared up at the sky, eyes focusing on the sun. For some reason she was never blinded when she saw the bright star. Guide me, she beckoned. Taking another breath, she smiled. It’s time.
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    When you wear too-small shoes that push your toes together. *shivers* Also, When you start reading a book series and realize the next book isn’t out and will only be out after three years. *cough cough cough*
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    SarChasmFiend *looks at username* *starts cackling* This is absolutely amazing. *wipes away tears* Welcome to the Shard!
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    This. Also Adonalsium and Hoid... if that was a ship I would... I’m not sure what I’d do but I’d be very intrigued.
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    Wow... I thought I was cool when I named my dog Chewy (like Chewbacca)... But this is on a whole other level.
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    Sarian grimaced. "Yeah, I've been keeping you for too long. You probably have some other customers and work to do, so i'll get going. Bye! Nice meeting you! Thanks for the help. And for listening to me. I do talk a lot." She gave a small salute and headed to the door, walking through and letting it slam shut behind her. She opened the door again. "Sorry for slamming the door! I'll get going now." And with that, she turned on her heel and walked away. @EmulatonStromenkiin
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    Sarian grimaced. “Wouldn’t it be painful, putting them in?” She thought for a moment. “Being honest, I like using my illusions because they’re something that I’ve earned and gained because of my eye color, because of my parentage. So I will use everything I’ve gotten from it to get rid of it. If that makes sense.” She paused. “Wait, you said a month? I thought you’d been here for... I don’t know...” she looked around. “A year, maybe?” A small smile danced across her lips. “Many secrets? Does that mean that you do have some?” She looked up, thoughtfully. “Bet everyone here has some form of secrets. I suppose as a detective, I have to find them all. Oh- have you heard of any cases me and Roul could take up?” @EmulatonStromenkiin
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    Let’s go! (me casually ignoring the pile of work I have to do.)
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    I'm just enjoying reading this entire thread. (not an adult. I'm invading.)
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    "That's what they always say... that's what they always say... until they cross the Line." She turned to look at him with her sharp-as-knives eyes. "Silly? I've been called many things. *****. Savior. Murderer. Evil. Good. Horrible. Ingenious. Kind. Rude. Mean. But no one.... no one has ever dared to call me 'silly'. A silly, lighteyed woman. That's all I am to you. A young lady who couldn't possibly know the things you've went through, the work and time you've spent, for this one goal. Someone spouting nonsense, a paranoid, ignorant, stupid nobody. You... In my years, I've noticed people like you. Main characters in their own story, impossible to see out of the little box you put yourself in." She scoffed. "There are bigger things than what you've been through. Bigger things than what I've been through. You have your talents. Use them to help people. Don't waste your life away---like you've been doing---searching for something that you'll never be able to find." @Shining Silhouette
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    Sarian stared savagely at Orodal, with a strange mix of calmness and ferocity. "You think you're the only one here who's got their family killed? I watched my father and mother slowly go insane in front of me and then die from depression, lack of sleep and food, beatings, and overwork. You think you're the only one who's got troubles?" She gestured to the door and to the rooms in the inn. "Every single person here has had something absolutely horrible happen to them. Every single storming person. People won't give up on justice. I'm not asking you to give up on justice, or on your life's work. What i'm asking is for you to take a deep breath, look at where you are, the sword you carry, and ask yourself how far you'd go to kill the Shardbearer. Would you murder innocents? Do to someone what they did to you, in order to find and kill them? It's all a horrible, bloodthirsty loop that I myself have continued. AND I REGRET IT. I regret it, Orodal. Do you know some of the things i've done? And I told myself..." Her voice lowered solemnly. "I told myself I was doing justice." @Shining Silhouette
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    Sarian felt a tiny smile flit onto her face. She knew that... she knew those feelings. She still felt them, tucked away, pushed deeper and deeper into her, pushed into the murky depths of the waters in her heart, and she hoped they'd never surface. But she knew they were there. Lurking. "When does one know what's right and wrong? Why were you, specifically you, Orodal, given the power? Do you think you can tell what's right or what's wrong? The smartest people know that they don't know. They don't have the right." Sarian stood up. "We don't have the right, Orodal. We don't have the right. And we'll never know if what we did is right or wrong. And it'll never be just right or just wrong. I've spent my entire life on an ideal--a goal--of revenge. Where have I gone? My parents are dead. They aren't coming back. How will killing the storming lighteyes who did it help? I did. Kill, him, that is. He... didn't know who I was. And then I was empty. Completely, completely empty. Right now, you're still how I was before. Rage. It doesn't help." Sarian shook her head and fell into her seat. "Trust me, Orodal." She paused. "Yeah, I also don't know about any Shardbearers." She scratched the back of her neck. @Shining Silhouette
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    Hah! I knew you said that you were able to answer questions, so... yep. Something like a scribe. Ah well, i'll wait for Voidus.
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    If my character is a mastermind, can they have photographic memory? @Voidus @ZincAboutIt
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    She nodded, surveying the blade with appreciation, but not with any selfish intent. He'd probably had many people try to steal it over time, and she wasn't interested in all that. What she collected was---instead of blades---stories. She was interested in the sword's history, along with Orodal's. She casually slipped out her notebook and traced a small outline of the symbol on his shoulder. As her breath quickened, she tried to dispel any fear. It's fine. I'm not writing. I'm not writing. I'm just.... drawing. When she was done, she slipped her notebook back into her pocket. "Justice. That's what many out for vengeance say. Lie to yourself all you want... but something happened to you, or someone or something you love, and you want to destroy the thing that caused it. Right?" Her bright violet eyes flickered with an untraceable emotion, and then her facade of a smiling, uncaring, questioning lighteyed lady came back. @Shining Silhouette
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