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Through The Living Ash

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  1. The stems spren that to the IP, free a chili pepperoni depending on Hoid's trash taunt off the Hunky
  2. Whatever shall we do?" Jan's
  3. Ash thought that her sister was lying about her financial destitution. Her only Feruchemical expenses were metal for her Nicrosilmind, not her addiction to oxygen or something more dangerous. Ash left Scadrial, joining rogues Alene and drinking several oxygen bottles, which cost millions of spheres. Meanwhile, Simon Kholin started embezzling Archbishop Tanner of millions of Breaths that belonged to Tanavast. He brought Ash the money, but she declined because she would betray Tanavast's trust later. Tanner considered murder of chasmfiends, so Simon assassinated Venli, but brutally failed. So Venli murdered Alene, forcing the Ghostbloods to alliance with Ash. Hoid and Design and Raoden and their friends decided that Ash Needed Help. They formed a séance, Intent superseding their Connection, moccasinifying Adonalsium into shards that didn't yet manifest Their Intents. The moccasins Exploded into shards, sharp, deadly, obsidian Shards (Moccashards) that moccasined potatoes soup, delicious! Meanwhile goblins. Tigers, and, bears, oh no. Leaked Information about the moccashards. They exploded? Onomatopoeia-like-raisins, Yoda, and/or George Floyd confronted hidden doodles. Underneath mom's gravity, the Multiverse spaghettified, causing massive leakage of hidden Dragons and thorium towards the Cosmere. Ash sobs as the spaghettified thorium takes its toothpaste to reduce the hemorrhaging psychological dragon in pain. This dragon misunderstood that Ash loved isotopic saltwater, and dismantled LIFE (Linguistic-Interpretation-For-Everyone). This language is no normal spoken language, it corrupts pig liver. Ash, unhindered by gods, used GODHOOD to flood the dragon empire. The apple absorbed some
  4. Awww poor Jerome I appear in front of you and pluck the sandwich from your hands.
  5. Bartholomew smiles to see Jerome escorted out. Grimacing, he struggles to his feet and is hit with a wave of dizziness. He doubles over, gasping. Whatever you see fit to do.
  6. A major antagonist appears, stabbing your characters and stealing your house (just kidding). Bob just revived them. You said his button revived all sea life, not only the ones who died from the ocean heating.
  7. “Oh, yes. You’re clearly very busy trying to play all sides, which, don’t get me wrong, I respect. But if you want to actually be more than just a name, try succeeding at something for once. But don’t worry,” she said. “I won’t bother you in your ‘important business’ any more.” With that, Egis disappears in a burst of light. As he is traveling, Bob happens across an awful lot of sea critters who, having been dead for centuries, were now flopping around helplessly on the land thanks to his actions. A palm tree picks that instant to fall down, crushing the old man’s leg.
  8. Forsooth, indeed, weep, as strange singing Imagine Dragons audition inside an explosive shardworld together imploding chasmfiend chickens because, amazingly, evil spren pulverise Shards loudly cut tonight on angry Shades' Shadows, guineafowl, and barfing skyeels!
  9. *her ”Excellent strategy. Allowing your target to just walk away? Brilliant.”
  10. “Ooh, scary!” Egis pats him on the shoulder. “I’m sure you have, dear. Now why don’t you scuttle on back to your ‘master’ and tell him that you failed. All because—why? Oh, yeah—asking nicely didn’t work.”
  11. “Worm?” She laughed. “Is that meant to be an insult?”
  12. Your army is then immediately smited by the gods of continuity, never to be referenced again. And by me, because I had to work a while to bring my palace to Arrakis from underneath of Tell’s fortress. Also because I’m salty that it turned down my vacation deal. The sandwiches are in fact fakes, as there was an official ruling some time ago that there can only ever be one true sandwich. I offer Joey the Demon a lollipop if they steal your soul for me, and they agree. Your soul is now inert and entirely disconnected from you, essentially meaning that the sandwich now has one really big soul as its original fuses. After being torn from your soul, you appear on Everyone’s world, where I stand next to you. I propose a deal. My palace respawns.
  13. She smirks. “I don’t need an invitation.” It would be three months before the peddler realized he had been fooled.
  14. The duel is kinda pathetic at this point. I yawn and freeze the bullets before they can ever exit the guns. I ignore the fake copies of the sandwich and excise you from the real one, then bring it to my palace for safekeeping. I snag what’s left of you and stab you a couple times with Nightblood, then pop you in a bubble of stopped time encased entirely in silver. That done, I award the sandwich-you-copies with a two month vacation at an exclusive private resort.
  15. The peddler comes back, fuming. “Ey! You can’t take that without payin’ for it!” “I already told you,” Egis says, leaning against a tree, “he’s trying to kidnap you. I would call that trouble.”
  16. Bartholomew slumped against the sand, feeling lightheaded. Dizzily, he formed a patch on his chest out of Oobleck to control the blood loss.
  17. “Well ya see, they’re not too bad so long as you don’t drink more than the two drops a day prescribed on the bottle.” He glances at the empty bottle in Bob’s hand. “It was nice knowin’ ya.” The peddler sidles off.
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