Immortal Platypus

'tis but a goat.

NO!!!! YOU HAVE STOPPED MAKING WAFFLES!!! HOW COULD YOU?! I can't have waffles now. *sniffles and cries in corner*

of course! I'll try to go to the temple ASAP. Is there a specific name I should put on it or just something about praying for your friend?

Then the Fiddling Infinity Machine gained sentience to attack the sock.

Okay, so I haven't read the Tress book so don't use those spoilers please (you can put them in spoiler box if you want) but I don't think it would apply here anyway. My question is: Trellium repels Investiture, right? And Nightblood leaks Ruined Investiture, right? So what would happen if you put Trellium near Nightblood's smoke?

ok, so do they know each other's powers? if Kelsier doesn't, even if he makes it in Kal's defense and stabs him, he'll think Kal is dead and leave but Kal will heal.

I think that a lot of complaints about him are completely unfair. Anger issues? Name any time and I'll tell you why I would classify that as righteous indignation and not anger issues (probably. My memory is a bit spotty sometimes). Not being punished for killing Sadeas? He beats himself up so much about it I don't know if any society punishment could punish him more. He goes and sits in a jail cell until Kaladin is let out because he thinks it is unjust. I think that people are welcome to think their own way, but Adolin is one of my favorite viewpoints.

Do you want me to pray for them and put them on the temple prayer roll next time I go? same offer as I gave Haly. I'll put them on the prayer roll. I hope that both of your friends feel loved and wanted. I will pray and fast for both of them. I hope you guys feel better too. *hugs*

yah, i don't feel like i'm ready for it yet but i will get it when I am. I'm excited!

guys, it's okay, I'll get us on track. 1458

you can have an underwater city I found and moved. is anyone interested in a mental illness? (it comes with a spren!*) *It might not bond you though.

once more I am alive. being alive can be useful. 374

Gets a CosmosBlade. Inserts a russian aircraft.

Luckily, I have ascended to the Shard of Plot Twists. With a Plot Twist, Nerdy looks down and realizes that the sandwich is no longer in their hand. A random platypus starts running down the hill to with a Sandwich, escaping. Meanwhile I watch from the Cognitive Realm, satisfied.

granted. it is dirt&flower flavored. I wish for something cool. I don't really care what it is.

Unfortunately, it broke before it could do it's final product. Luckily, it fixed itself and did...

Can I have a waffle. Monks can eat those right? RIGHT?!!

it is now. the Nightwatcher makes the Nightwatcher rules.

Wizard watches and notes the anger that was unleashed. He had done nothing to the dummies, only Platypus's own mind could have provided them. He had been in this realm a long time and knew how to guard his mind when training. Unless he was training otherwise, Platypus would know no trick. Nor would Wizard ever teach him one. "You did indeed hit them hard." And that is all that Wizard says, instead staring into Platypus's eyes. Searching if he should teach him the next two techniques. The mental turmoil was hidden, carefully kept behind a screen. @Being of Cacophony The realm of the Tiger "Master," Platypus starts. "Did I do something wrong? Is there nothing more to say than that?" Platypus looks into Wizard's eyes but can't tell what he's thinking. (Platypus isn't very good at perceiving people's thoughts even if Wizard isn't hiding his.) Inside Platypus' head, however, different things are happening. His thoughts are flying. Why?! How could he do that to me? I want justice! @The Wandering Wizard

Their power is enhanced by their Goatblades and GoatPlate.

The realm of the Tiger "Okay, I can do aggression." The Blade morphs into a mace and the statues reform. This time, however, they have faces. Platypus sees the faces and roars. It is the roar of animals in pain, the roar of any being completely filled with rage. Platypus closes his eyes and when they open, purple and white flames dance in his eyes. They seem to be illuminated from behind them by gray light. His mace feels like a feather in his grip. Platypus lets it grow until it is about twice as large as a normal mace and feels like a normal mace in his rage-enhanced strength. Platypus looks at Wizard, feels encouraged and dashes at the dummies, mace swirling in a fancy figure 8 motion. An arrow flies and he flicks the mace up to block it. The arrow shatters and dissolves into a puddle of super-heated metal and a flaming shaft. As Wizard watches, Platypus meets the figures, bashing and swinging. The figures swarm him and he is blocked from any view. After enough time to make pretty much anyone worry, the temperature skyrockets. A metal figure goes flying out of the pile, almost hitting Wizard. More follow until the room is once again covered in slag. It is running down the walls, dripping from the roof, in puddles on the floor, and covering Platypus. As Wizard watches him dispatch the last of the foes, the metal on Platypus evaporates from the sheer heat projecting from him, leaving only metal dust floating in the air, having re-solidified as it left his skin. Platypus runs laps until he has calmed down and the heat has left. He jogs over to Wizard, flames still sparking in his eyes but the back-lighting is gone. In time, the flames will dissipate until only embers remain in his pure black eyes. "So... How was that for heavy hitting?" he says with a smile. @The Wandering Wizard

i remember sleep. i didn't know this turned into a thread for unreal things though.

It was, and it did cause the machine to activate.

we are, people just get off topic really easily