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Welcome! I hope you enjoy our stay here! What order of Knight Radiant are you? Also, friendly warning. Double posting is generally frowned upon, the mods don't like it. If you need to add more you can edit your post and you are able to quote multiple posts by using the + icon next to the quote feature! You are new so it is no big deal, I just thought I should let you know because some people are rather persnickety about.

Baconseed?? if you mean a seed, that will sprout into a Bacon tree, plant it. If you mean like a baby pig. Name it Wilbur then keep it for a while before reluctantly giving it to one of my friends who has a farm, with the means and resources to raise Wilbur properly. If you meant neither of those, I am confused. WWYDIYF a slightly squashed blueberry muffin IYP

Thanks for clearing that up!! It was just that one thing bugging me. Everything else they have posted has been giving null or Vill vibes. Tbh I am not 100% sure what that means yet as I am still new but I think Turtle is clear. (that is just my opinion though, and as I proved with Ash I can be wrong) Also: Matrim's Dice

@Turtle you seem a bit suspicious. At the moment I'm saying slight slight slight elim lean on you. But this could change very quickly. These two posts both are quite strange to me. I understand firsthand that RL can get in the way of things. You even mention you have quite a lot of things on your plate at the moment, which I totally get. But using the "I forgot" argument twice. Seems quite doubtful. Please correct me if I am incorrect, or have misstepped in any way. I would love to hear what you have to say on the matter Turtle.

I'm a Lightweaver too!!!

Hello, sorry I’ve been inactive I don’t really have anything more than a gut read on anyone at the moment. Except Mat. this post: and a couple other things they’ve said have rubbed me the wrong way, it just feels kinda off. I am not gonna vote yet. But that’s where my suspicions lie for now. @Matrim's Dice **** I was sitting contemplatively on a rough lump of stone, on the corner of a street. Destruction was laid out before me, yet my eyes did not see. I ran my finger up and down the rough edge of my satchel’s leather strap, feeling the the ash falling lightly. I didn’t know what to make of it. The village drunk (who I’d heard was one of the foremost investigators on the case, and besides his drinking problem, had been an amiable and well liked fellow) was dead, along with Drying, and perhaps the most troubling of all, the inn had been burnt to a crisp, with a strange message left in the ruins. Those very ruins sat in front of me. So much had happened in the past two days, it was quite overwhelming. I hadn’t even learned that drunk’s name before he died. Yesterday I had been so sure I would find the Spiked, but today? Well, I wasn’t certain of anything. I sat, flakes of ash wafting down slowly, meandering through the air, before alighting on the ground. Some Skaa worker would need to sweep the streets later. The ash originated from the ashmount that was the namesake of our little town. ‘Our’ little town, I thought. I have only just arrived, but already the place feels like home. Strange how crisis can both bring people together and tear them apart. My thoughts drifted to Derrick. His body twisted and wrong looking, mangled on the flagstones. I was but a young girl when I first saw death, it should not have shocked me so, yet the shock, horror and remorse came as sure as if it was my first experience of the violent cessation of life. Unbidden, memories of my past, my brother, flooded my mind, I supposed I would need to face them at some point if I was going to continue on with my search for spiked, just not today. Today, I would mourn, for those I’d never known, for those who had none to mourn for them, but mostly I would mourn for my brother. He may not be deceased, but he was dead. All the Spiked were. I would mourn for them too, who they could have been. *** Also I read Wiz as vill. I get the vibe, and for some reason I think he is the tineye. No solid reasoning though @The Wandering Wizard.

Do you have a favourite (or few favourite) colours? If so could you share them?

Have you ever dreamed about swimming in a pool of jelly? Do you wear spectacles? What is the most fun school subject you are doing? What do you believe happens after death? If I gave you $2 would you eat a worm? what is your favorite kitchen utensil?

Have you ever been sick on christmas? (Or for any other holiday or event) what is the hardest class you take? (assuming you are in school or college) Has your brother consented to reading Mistborn yet? or is he still resisting?

@The Aspiring Archivist, I have only just met you, but you are super cool and it is great playing forum games with you and it is awesome that we can play our first game of SE together, Thoughtful Book Dude . I really like your insomniac poems and your instructions on how you eat pasta still crack me up whenever I think about it, you are a pretty awesome and talented dude, Archie, and I am glad that you are my Shardbuddy!

Fall over from the weight, stare at it in a confuzzled manor, before returning it to the sea WWYDIYF a stinky sock IYP

Yeah, that seems overwhelming obvious in hindsight.

Kiss the name Soren, Marry the name Hyacinthe, Kill the name Adam Red pen, mechanical pencil, coloured pencils

I felt sick. I closed my eyes, bile rising in my throat. An innocent was dead. And it was my fault. -- I was walking again, walking through the streets and alleyways of Tyrian Falls. This time I wasn't walking idly, I was walking with purpose. Scanning every person that I saw, noticing the way they moved, how they were acting, analysing each twitch and quirk, trying to determine if anyone I passed was Spiked. It might seem paranoid, but there was no being too careful with these Spiked. I noticed someone covertly tailing me, they seemed suspicious of me. I gathered from their conversations, that they were called Derrick. He seemed a strange person, everyone knew him but no one knew anything about him. He seemed to talk to himself at times, suspicious. The next stop on my investigations was the tavern, everyone was talking about the strange events, who they suspected, how scared they were. That Derrick seemed suspicious of me, I made a decision, I would return the favour. I threw their name out into the fray, waiting to see what happened. At first nothing, I left before I could see the ramifications of my actions. I weaved my way through the streets, until I ran into a dead end. "Lord Ruler's undergarments" I swore under my breath, turning back the way I came. I heard a commotion to my left. I jogged over to see what it was. A group of people surrounded one figure, hunched up in a fetal position. It was him, Derrick. the group was yelling about how he was Spiked. I filled with rage thinking of my brother Casper. "Get him!" I yelled stirring the group into further frenzy. He died. They were innocent. And a Mistborn even, he could have been a great ally and friend. No more. I ran the entire way back to my shack, shell shocked. I hadn't been the one to deliver the killing blow, but I still effectively had killed him. Perhaps I had been too eager to find these Spiked. I hadn't even considered that I might have a hand in causing an innocent's death. -- Next time I would be more careful with voicing my suspicions. Next time I would think. If I kept going on like this, I was as bad as those monsters. I would remember Derrick, he would be a lesson to me. Very sorry about the poor quality RP- I am very tired. @dannnnnnex Yes, indeed I would. A little context before we start. Rollover time in my timezone is 8 am. I originally voted Ash because he voted me. I was quite confused as to why he would do that and thought it elim like behavior. I have since learned that he was voting me to gauge my reaction, not out of spite or careful planning. My plan was to wait until there were more posts and I could get a more accurate read on everyone and choose the person I thought was most deserving of my vote.(at the time I still thought Ash's behavior strange) I was planning to wait until and hour before rollover to try and get the most accurate read I could (7am for me). This part is embarassing, but I slept in and was running late for school because I stayed up late revising for a Chem test. So... when I finally got on the shard, it was too late and I had missed it. edit: (I think I did well on my test though)

My lashings had brought me around the entire world, (See previous post) and I come hurtling towards your accomplice and knock them of your motorbike tossing the sandwich from their grip.

to bring us sugar, and tea, and rum

Gets assorted selection of dice Inserts Space Jam DVD

Since you have "surmounted [my] curse" Imma give you a new one. You, forevermore will have an intense craving for that smiley face ham, however you are allergic to it. picture for reference Granted. You are never invited to another social event again, on account of you weird obsession with smiley face ham.

I mean, it would be awesome to have the powers and to be able to talk to Harmony and all, but I don’t want someone to die for it to happen. TPBM can read sheet music

“LEECHES”- @Sequence “marry Harry ( dudes freaking RICH)” - @Knight of Iron “You are now addicted to sniffing trees, it is an irresistable urge, each time you see a new tree you HAVE to sniff it.” - @The Wandering Wizard “I wish to be able to steal Sequence's chocolate coins.” - @NerdyAarakocra “I babble about how the sandwich is a cucumber for a few minutes”- @The Bookwyrm ”Happiness is overrated”- @Robin Sedai “Magic chicken poop”- @EmulatonStromenkiin “*Cackles madly* "I HAVE MADE MY CITY OF CHEESE PUFFS. I WAS THEIR GOD, NOW i AM THEIR DESTROYER!" *Falls on said cheese puffs*” - The Wandering Wizard “On a scale of G to Megawatts, how insane are you? I’m around $&: on the Lagrange scale.”- @The Halcyon Girl “Yes, so our deal is I will pay you 300 soups, in exchange for your armored battle chicken. Is this deal acceptable to you?”- @Odiumiumium

The space shuttle has an engine failure and plummets to the ground as a lump of flaming wreckage. Thankfully the sandwich survived. It plops onto the ground next to my feet, I pick it up and use a series of lashings to fall myself as far away as possible.

That is so cute, also The Prince of Egypt is my childhood!