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I wake back up, thanks to the 99999999999999 infinity stones in my blood and sneeze. the sandwich appears in my hand, so I take it to the TVA, which I rule because I am kang the conqurere. I tell them to guard the sandwich, but they prune it, so now I don't even no where the sandwich is, because the end of time is inaccessable to even me.

same diff XD but not really. Thanks! Now can somebody explain to me why someone drank the perpendiculatiry?

Gravity, Glue, Plant, and Heal. (Idk their actual names T-T)

It does help that I have a total of 4 surges : P (Oh my goodness, I need to figure out the combination abilities.... those will be wild) Also, I heal my self from the thorns that keep stabbing me from the plants growing around me

Talk about off topic, this post could actually kill this thread sadly. It killed a random GC of mine, didn't think it would XD There was this girl I knew in 8th grade named Isabelle Merhar, and I have been trying to get in contact with her for a while. I've done some googleing in a none creepy way trust, and I think I found her. I have tried contacting her through her student email, but I don't think I am having good luck there. This post is honestly a shot to the void. Maybe she is on this forum! IDk, but I still hope.

*dual weilding shard blades* *flying through the air with plants growing behind me* *Going for his spine woth both blades*

OH YA? Well I apprear out of no where, realize that we are on page 420, take so long to write this that we are on page 421, resentiantatize the sandwich, bond every type of spren, collect 99999999999999 copies of every infinity stonme before the timelines collapse, put them in a modified sack that holds them all at the size of my hand, then put my hand in the sack which molds to the shape of my hand, then fills my blood stream with liquidated infinity stones. I fly to the moon, ignoring the time sheild thanks to my virtually endless power, place the sentient sandwich with mippo on the moon, reinforce the time sheild buibble thingy to be 9999999999999999 stronger, so that it can stop even mippo, and then sit down and say to strmblsd its on my tab.

I was writing a prologue, in an attempt to cope with me reaching out to someone from my past and still not getting a response, and then I swore my next ideal. "I will hold my ground, So that those who need me know where I am." I am now an edgerunner of the 5th ideal, and Quasar and Quanta agree that it is time for my blade. Cant't wait to design it, considering what I can do with two spren! Here's the prologue for those curious. Prologue: Holdup The field He stood on was blank. Lovely. Now he wouldn't have any visual distractions from the lack of anything. Not like he wanted time to move faster or anything. Thunder rolled from the distance and basic analysis led to the conclusion that it would be a while. Even better. The void stretched before him like a chasm. He couldn't go any further. He didn't dare reaching, as loosing his balance would be the end of him as He knew it. She was right there, in his sight. He had found her after all these years. She couldn't seem to hear his shouts through the void. Just a response, that was all He needede from She. Alas, the silence grew louder, oppressive, making the far distant thunder louder and louder, while still farther and farther. He stood, steadfast and strong against the invisible wall that was his dedication. It held him up from falling into the chasm. She was RIGHT THERE. But He was too far to reach She. How long could this be? Would she notice him on the other side? Yet he stood. No thought of himself, two weeks had passed without a need or want other than for She to respond. Then the Chasm twitched and was smaller. Had she heard? No, She hadn't heard yet, but the thunder... The lightning was on the horizon. Was the moment soon at hand? More time passed, 3 Days later the void twitched again. The monster inside it screamed, its home being collapsed around it. He was so close to She, but that wall, that CURSED WALL of dedication and grit prevented him from jumping. All the advice He had ever been given held him at bay, Jail and guard, this wall had no cares for He. The void was almost closed, and that wall, He knew he could destroy it and attempt a leap, but the voidic space was too liminal. He had no way to messure the jump. So, planting his feet, He stood stronger. His spren from roshar, Quasar and Quanta buzzed around him, honor spren and cultivation spren. The Edgerunner was never pushy about people reaching back. They merely held their ground, so people knew they could grab on. So he stood, and his blade took form in his hand. "I will hold my ground, So that those who need me know where I am." The void twitched again, but this time, he moved closer to She. He stood, and was ready for whatever was next.

No even though I lived in Germany for 6 years T-T

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Oh gosh what have you done!

Guten Tag!

Infinity - 5 is still infinity Infinity - infinity/10 is still infinity. the power the shards hold each is 1/16 of infinity. The way the shards combine is the mixing of intents. No longer 2 shards, but 2 ideas in one power

Well, Odium is not just “emotion” often odium is described as pure hatred, suffering, and pain. Rarely does odium feel joy with people, only their suffering. i am personally thinking of it like this. harmony is more preservation than ruin post assension. retribution is more honor than odium by appearance. the scales are bound to flip as the shards work through a new balance. I believe that retribution has a coin flip counterpart who will be named redemption. One who remembers the purpose of Oaths, not just the oath. either that or the hatred odium is has collided with honor in a terrible way forever, though the way it ended honor being sentient, that’s bound to change.

Epic will top all of those. It’s just 9 concept albums of absolutely goated music.

Never Greakardo, never

same lol No one will get mine. i have never met another with the name

yes, please do. I want to see how much death is there

oh ya? Prove it, empty your pockets. - from the childrens movie sing.

Yall, I know my words for a while, but this next one I refuse to believe. I can’t swear it… it’s a Kaladin’s 4th situation honestly.

MMLLLXCVII. Type in a highly distinguished form, especially in texts, to make those around you feel less smart, all while that not being your intention in the slightest.

I prefer audiobooks...

OH YA? OOOOHHHHHH YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA? WELL MY NAME IS T****** A***** AND I LIVE AT - We interupt this programing to bring great news. sadly, as we don't know where everyone is, we cannot bring good news HOWS THAT FOR DOXXING MYSELF ON THE INTERNET HUH?!

No, I was going by being called Perimedies

2339. Be someone who uses roman numerals, disguise as someone not using roman numerals, and fear you are the culprit of the 700 number jump