Emeralis00

using the doorknob (Its back yet again)

I have actually considered this before. Unlikely, but not beyond possibility.

I think he is talking about the third round. the one that looks like P-orbitals. EDIT: my sister made a drawing of Ambro. I think it turned out rather nice.

I would like to announce that I finally found my scanner, unfortunately I deleted the software that goes with it D:

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to rise again!

The four way battle is going to be interesting. I wonder if Ambro is going to try to team up with Jay.

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pain since bananas

coat it in pewter it burns fast.

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Currently playing: The Nexus, and Eternal Conflux. What? They're games.

The cacophony of unruly animals, a breeze, shouting voices, laughter, and creaking wagons contrasted sharply with the beautiful forest vista. A blade-hawk circles in the sky overhead. Arron held his cloak tighter, despite the warming morning sun, against the breeze. He quickly hurried past the settling wagons to the now-erected master's tent where there is much shouting to be heard. A heavyset man wearing a decadent coat and trousers stands in front of the tent, shouting orders, and aide stands at his side trying desperately to get his attention. Now for the tricky part, getting the man to listen for a few moments. Arron deftly wades through the scurrying work-hands to the man's side. "Excuse me sir, I sent a letter several days ago about the offer for a possible position in your troupe as a sword dancer~ne. Is the position still open~ne?" The aide gives a dirty look as he tries to talk over Arron.

Ambrosius Ambro follows Top. He isn't thinking like a thief. "Not a good idea if you live with a family of around thirty or so thieves. Its like trying to pet a Voracious Mouther wearing a meat vest." And if you try to do that you deserve whats coming for you. Ambro walks behind and slightly of center, occasionally looking over his right shoulder and then over his left shoulder and vice-versa.

The way I look at it, Ruin and Preservation were stuck on an empty mud-ball. Preservation wanted to make life, and Ruin was like, "Sure, but I get to break it later." Preservation agreed, but then added a spark of a shard to pre-sentient humans, causing them to get smart. (See my signature for Shardic Sentience) Ruin got mad, but then Preservation sealed him away. Cue Mistborn series. on the OP: I always thought of Ruin as well, chaos (D: Chaos is Ruin!), and Preservation as order. Chaos provides the primary creative force, since chaos encompasses all possible outcomes. However, being chaos, it has no structure. This is where order comes in. Order provides the structure for the creative force, but order alone is like a blank page with no pen. With no reason for change nothing will change regardless of the positives/negatives of the current state.

yeah, I just rickrolled.

Jack Mckinney "Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you" I LOVE that song, don't know why everyone cringes when they hear it though. Jack shifts to airbender and jumps into the air, shifting to Adept Jack pushes his opponent toward the abyss and down. With this angle he will have a very difficult time stopping, especially since a lightsaber can't grip on the ground. The opponent careens towards the edge of the arena as Jack lands on the ground.

Ambrosius about the money... "One of the drawbacks of this outfit is that it lacks pockets. I can't actually carry my money. I gave it to a friend to hold, but I neglected to specifically say that it was still mine. Thus he may or may not still have it." I need to keep this guy's attention though, he may prove a useful piece later. Especially since he is from an area near frozen foothills and may know the whereabouts of my family. "Though, if you wouldn't mind companionship..."

Mistborn dream? okay. I had two. One where I used hemalurgy and one where I used allomancy. Just a heads up though, my dreams tend to mash together lots of books and movies. In the Hemalurgic dream I was fighting a bunch of metal-spear-wielding vampires (not the sparkly kind, the Dracula kind) in Tar Valon. I was still a normal human at this point and they were kicking my butt (figuratively). I grabbed one to use as a shield and they stabbed through the vampire with their metal spears. I was thinking "I am so dead", but then I suddenly had a bunch of super-strength and speed and I preceded to lay waste to the vampires and the White Tower. I think I was supposed to be an insane male channeler or something. The allomantic dream was weird. It was a space battle between the Drej from Titan A.E. and a star Destroyer from Star Wars on one side against the floating tree castle from Castle In the Sky and a TARDIS piloted by Rena from Higurashi (No Doctor apparently, and the TARDIS couldn't travel through time because the Drej were absorbing its energy), and a bunch of mistings on the other. I was on the castle/TARDIS side as a coinshot. First off, the castle-thingy made little shields around the mistings so we could breathe and survive space, it had its own shield. As a coinshot my job was to jump around on a bunch of floating pieces of scrap metal and distract the Drej fighters. The castle managed to fly over the Star Destroyer and activate its Death Beam. The TARDIS rammed the Drej Mothership as it was charging its own Death Beam. The castle had to self-destruct on order to prevent the resulting TARDIS/Drej explosion from setting off a nearby sun. The remaining coinshots and I pushed off of the wreckage of the Star Destroyer and survived the blast, we were then picked up by the TARDIS which in the instant before it blew up, got its energy back and went back in time, found a TARDIS replica, replaced itself with the replica just before the explosion (making it look like the TARDIS blew up), then went forward in time slightly to pick up survivors.

I read The Blade Itself and the next two books. It was then I learned I simply can't read low-magic fantasy with any enjoyment. The characters and setting seemed empty too.

I usually start with Mistborn to convert people, and then mention that Warbreaker is free to the people who prefer borrowing over buying.

I will have to put it on my list then.