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Why!!!! Sorry tho..

lol good idea my next guess is... hmmm..... idk uhhhhh does "was" a slave include slaves that died? mmmmmmm... alethi... probably one of the Bridgmen now that i think about it... problem is, i dont rmeeber whic ones eere described as short. and The Lopen is Herdaz...and idk if he was short well thats my ramblings lol Edit: i gues ill go eith Teft, but u dont have to say yes/no until others respond

So it could be Kal lol (not my guess tho) Uhhhh does Rlain count? (Cuz the Alethi one)

Kaladin jk uhhhhh Dalinar? (Idk, is he short?) I feel like there was someone who was short but i cant remeber

Just posted an SU, thx. Idk about a thread tho... because i did a blog because it seeme the right formst. and yes u are prob rigt about thread though. lol sometmes i like not correcting my spelling hehe

Maybe he was at some sort of disadvantage? But yeah, good point.

oh ok. @Aeoryi like this? Well, still...

Ok. Who else loves when a new notification pops up on 17S?

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"Really" what? It's okay if you haven't watched Gravity Falls.

Ooh, nice! Thank you! It's fine if you don't comment for them all, it just feels good to know someone's reading them, yk? Even though I see that the blog gets views, that doesn't mean the people read them. Edit: do you think I should make a thread here? (Creator's Corner.) Or post status updates or something?

Haha lol. Technically she can change size to be human-size, or, iirc, as large as a mountain I think. But yeah, most of the time she is short. Edit: am I being too pedantic?

Ooh, thanks for the TIL. I'd never heard of that term, but that's basically what I've always wanted to do...

Guess I forgot about that. My bad. Or Shallan/Jasnah (Lightweavers/Elsecallers or whatever)? Or for Windrunners is it different? Like automatic for them but not regular Radiants? Oh yeah lol. But he's still basically unkillable conventionally, no? Also, what if there is a perpendicularity (mouthful) nearby? Like a Bondsmith?

What about a gold compounder? (Or whatever the super-healies are called. Miles.) Or LR maybe. Would a Radiant be able to heal? Also Hoid, but he's on a whole other level, (slight WaT spoiler) unless you vaporize him (and I mean ALL of him) But yeah, I get the point lol. Side note: would Shardplate stop a bullet?

Technically I made one guess (since Mraize == Betd), I just worded it a little poorly. Shallan? idk

Your spoiler text is the default grey, not black, so it can still be seen pretty easily (I made it black in the quote).

This FAQ/intro guide might be a good place to start. There's also this guide for the website itself, this code of conduct, and these policies for posting and content. I would say you don't have to read everything, maybe just skim it. Also, I saw that you posted your ketek in several threads. This may be against the forum policies on spam: (I removed the other items to highlight one in particular) If you have any specific questions (about the site), you can either ask me or ask the question here (the "17th Shard" subforum.) Hope that helps! Nice job with the keteks!

*gasp* (jk it's alr lol)

I saw that! (Where Chaos posted it, I mean)

Yes, I know... They don't roll away because one "side" is flatter. I wondered why too. I read the flat side and small part from one of the Cosmere RPG books.

Haha

Lots of poems today! Yeah... *gulp* (Poems begin after the following story.) Complicated For Nora, immortality was…complicated. Some of it was the loneliness and loss that everyone talked about. Some of it was thinking of all you could have done in a time far-gone. Over time, Nora had learned how to let years pass like weeks. But sometimes she missed something. Or felt like she did. Truth was, you only realized what you missed after the fact. Nora could do nearly anything she wanted. Nearly. She couldn’t go back. She couldn’t stay. How? How…how do I know? When others do so. How do they know? When I don’t, no. And if I’m mistaken? Antiquated It may be antiquated, But not outdated, obsolete. It may be old, But it can be classic, vintage. It may be new, But not better, or different. Alphabetically So “...and Ben couldn’t decide!” exclaimed Felix. “Granted, he is…judged.” Kelly, lost, merely nodded. “Okay…” “Perhaps,” Quin remarked. “Students tease under veils. When Xavier, youngest, zombified…” Can’t. Won’t. Want? I…can’t be like them. Do I want to? Sometimes. Sometimes not. I think…somewhat? Inkwell Sometimes the well of ideas runs dry. So I write something like this or that. Where I don’t always know the meaning. Or if there is one, at that. I have a day or two or three, Where that well is overflowing. Then it slowly dies down, For an equal time. All in all, the same is true: Sometimes I write what I think, Sometimes I write what I feel, Sometimes I write what I don’t. Anew I am anew, as is this year. Suddenly I, Am putting words down, That act as a wormhole, Into my brain, And into my heart. Meaning So many words, But do they have meaning? So many meanings, But will they be seen? So many readers, But do they see meaning? So many meanings, But do the words mean? Ever? It’s already so late, So far along. Yet what has come of it? Only partway fulfilled, My goals do stand. Will this change, With time? Vagueities Intentionally vague, I can so be. For I do not know, Or don’t wish you so. Can? Can anything be? A simple thought? A meaningless thought? A meaningful thought, Though one so cliché? Wow Wow, I thought, looking back on my work. So much created, so much expressed, so much explored. Wow, I thought, looking over your work. Much more created, much more expressed, much more explored. Oh, I thought, looking back on my work. How much created, how much expressed? How much explored, how much to go? Wow, I think, looking back on my work. So much accomplished, so much to go. Quite the journey ahead. Proud. Once-proud. Still-proud. Comfort I say “no,” To the cold and the heat, I say “no,” To the wind around me. In doing so, I get sick of what comes, From saying “no,” To that you should not. And saying “yes,” To that you should not. I should say “sometimes,” To the cold and the heat, And the wind around me. And I should say “sometimes,” To the page and the screen. More former than latter, Should be a plus. But perhaps less latter, Leaves room for what’s best. Shortcuts What is “what’s”? Do not “don’t”? Is not “isn’t,” A crime? I say “they’re not!” Isn’t it easier? Don’t you agree? What’s the harm, you see? Ten Years’ In ten years’ time, Will I still lookup ReGex, Only to use it once, And forget it like the rest? Memes Memes aplenty, To cheer up my day. Or make me waste hours, On something mundane. Seventeenth The seventeenth one, Of this very day. To come from my mind, And onto the “page.” Why so many? Do they have meaning? Or is this the same as say freewriting? A recurring theme, Does seem to be: What I write, And what it means. I know they mean something. Some of them do. So what is the issue? Is it…with you? Where “you” is not real: Undefined, null. Empty, None, False or zero. Last That last one was lengthy, Unintentionally so. Yet it returned Truthy, And now “you” know. F.Y.I. fyi, just so you know. btw, (no offense meant). These are the words, That I type down. Or say out loud, When someone’s around. And that's all for today...maybe. I might write more and either update this post or make a "part 2." Lots of poems, since that is something I'm exploring for the first time in...a while. I really appreciate you, whoever you are, for reading this! - Theory