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The H

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  1. Yrank hobbled over and started shaking Shoe. "Snap out of it, kid! What's gotten into you?"
  2. I poor the strange, colourful liquid into a metal forge. I begin the forging process, a strange humming emanating from the forge. "That's normal... I think?" I hear yelling from outside. A raid on the Stronghold! I see battering rams and a handful of people. They seem angry for some reason.
  3. Yrank took a few seconds turning around. Once facing Shoe, he asked, "You okay kid?"
  4. Incredible "Okay, is everyone ready?" I ask all the members.
  5. After hearing the phone ring Yrank flinched. "Shoe my boy? I thought you were back at camp! Don't tell me you followed through that blasted portal and I simply missed it." By the way, for context, Yrank was this Mii I made a while back and forgot about until I discovered him again a bit before I started posting on TLT. I have attempted to recreate him on the website, but he looks a little off.
  6. "I let you the first time, but you'll be putting up with me walking for this trip!" Yrank scolded. "It could be over with a quick narrator skip though..." He looked at the screen.
  7. I add in the hairs, completing the potion. I then call out to the other members of The Cult Of The Sandwich. @Doomslug Doomslug Doomslug @SpiritOfWrath @strmblsd @Through The Living Glass @Unintelligenius
  8. "You got it sonny," Yrank told Nogard, "It should just be half an hour's walk if we factor in my crutches and all."
  9. "Well, it's not like I have the choice to stay here, now do I?" "Blast!" Yrank muttered. "Seems the only way I can get there by tomorrow is, unfortunately, teleportation. There's nothing I hate more than a desperate man turning on himself." Yrank said, loathing his actions. "Ah here we are, my home for many years. I think I still smell bread from Mrs. Brooks' bakery down the road!" Yrank fell into a pit of nostalgia. He hadn't been here for quite some time.
  10. Got my words incorrect then, eat is a better word.
  11. "Bah!" Yrank yelled as he set up his tent for the night. "I don't trust these atom-transporting magicks! I've had terrible experiences before, and do not intend to repeat them, thank you very much."
  12. Our ideals align my friend, do not take us as attackers, for we share many similarities between us. Our goal is to save The Sandwich, allowing it's ascension. Or, if the opportunity arises, Brandon Sanderson himself will claim The Sandwich, and eat it, thus granting The Sandwich the greatest fate a sandwich could ever have.
  13. He's right, and a madman for how well it worked
  14. "Kid, I couldn't even balance on a chair in this state, let alone some beast. Not that I don't appreciate the offer, of course. I think we'll have to camp the night, and I'll take the liberty in carving some crutches from some of these branches," He gestured toward the trees surrounding him. "Oh and it seems I forgot to tell you where we need to head," Yrank said, awfully bashful at his slip up. "It seems we need to take a visit to a certain factory. Nogard, good sir, I don't suppose you know the directions to the factory, now do you? I'm sure you know which one I'm talking about, the factory."
  15. "No, sweet innocent child," Yrank told Jilu. "That won't work. What we need is a few good supplies. And I know just where to get them." He grunted, his arm still bruised from the impact. "The problem is, could we make it there in time? It seems walking isn't suited for me in the state I'm in, and it's getting dark as we speak."
  16. (Agreed) I admit I do not find olives appealing TPBM likes mustard seeds in salad
  17. The muffin was slowly put into Yrank's mouth, the old man coughing as it went down. His eyes slammed open and panted breathlessly for a minute or so before coming to the realisation. "It seems I used up too much strength. This won't help matters at all. I need some way to gain some strength back soon, or my combat will show it."
  18. Yrank still lays unconscious on the ground after expending a week's worth of energy. (He needs to restore some blood sugar and water guys, otherwise I think that's the end of him)
  19. I actually haven't yet. TPBM thinks tomatoes are incredible.
  20. Most believable statement about the Chosen Sandwich Person However, the Cult Of The Sandwich has higher and more just ideals. I hold out my hand. @AltonicKeys, will you join us?
  21. Our goal is to either: Conduct a ritual in which The Sandwich is saved, and it ascends. OR (if the opportunity ever arises) Give The Sandwich to Brandon Sanderson to eat, granting The Sandwich the highest honour a piece of food could get. The goal of the Battle Of The Sandwich is to take the sandwich from others. The Cult Of The Sandwich diverges from this initial concept, instead opting to save it through one of two means.
  22. "Incredible things, sweet sluggie. Incredible, mysterious things..." I mutter, still stirring. "Would you like to lick the batter off the spoon?" I ask JOKINGLY. (Don't do it, it's not tasty)
  23. Nooo I feel so bad now I'm normally friendly, I promise!!
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