Peng the Just

Edit: retracted due to inadverdent rules breaking

I am actually going to make a short argument for shiv here. Cessies claim is that she snapped as a thug and then was targeted. Her thug ability has already been used up. We are out less if we kill her and she is innocent, than if we kill shiv and he is innocent. I am not changing my vote right now though.

One time, when a Mistborn was going to a Dragonwasp Legion meeting, he saw a grey Shardbearer in a dark alley, brutally slitting open a gigantic watermelon with a rusty Sliver of Honor. So, of course, the Mistborn burned the watermelon, lighting the Shardbearer's cape on fire, blue flames concealing it from his view. The Shardbearer turns into a duck, ripping open the cosmere, and seeing a locked door emitting dark shine and Stormlight. The Shardbearer ran to get his Blade, tripping over duck beaks that littered the ground, breaking his neck. The Mistborn howled at a monkey's attacks on his Mistcloak. Thrashing and struggling, he broke free, hitting the door with a llama and a koloss head, breaking it into splintery bits. The door floated down the river and ended in a black shardpool. Meanwhile, the Shardbearer thrashed on the floor and died. A shadowy figure hopped out of the Cognitive Realm and into the river. The Shadowy figure glowed with dark light and quietly said, "Where is Hoid?" The Mistborn answered, "Where isn't he?" At the same time, the Cognitive Realm was torn asunder by a massive Voidbringer. It killed many sprens that tried to intervene. His metals spent, and his Stormlight stolen by a small green larkin, the shadowy figure, named "DARKNESS" the Evil Librarian, began building an altar out of cheese! This brilliant choice made many Epics weep with tears From the smell of their weakness. Ookla the Mok rebuilt the door with the most evil thing possible in the Cosmere. The opposing force was a rhino cross-bred with Hoid an 16 different aspects of Odium as well as 14 of Ruin. Unfortunately, a Shade flew in right in the middle of the giant altar, crushing the brilliant and wet kandra cheese container which exploded, spraying lemonade all over his tattered remains - hitting the large hippopotamus that was really just begging to become a Knight Radiant that bonds with Deathspren - and kills a poor, innocent chull. He [the Shade] launched it into the sky, where it grew three heads without even considering that the Heralds were notoriously unimpressed with him. Jezrien yelled, "How dare you throw a chull, you skunk eater!" At that moment, Kaladin threw his chull-sized suit, and despite the fact that Amaram already had his head shaved, Kal recognized him. He signaled to Lopen to eviscerate Amaram. Unfortunately, that was the Horneater's plan, before he became a Knight Radiant. "I'm so confused," Amaram said, scratching the behind of his Chull. "I wanted him to narftle the Garthok!" he said, collapsing on the roof of Kredik Shaw. A nearby inquisitor - spiked with bananas - made drinks for the dinner party, who were confused about why Kelsier was late for everything. They jumped into bizarro Shadesmare. Unfortunately, bizarro Jasnah was merrily playing with a bead. The bead was the cognitive aspect of Shai's stamp, made to reopen the dor to the Dor. Suddenly, the Dor burst through the stamp. Then the Dor opened a door. It was the invincible door that the Dor dared to defy by skipping and singing about the Dor by the Doors. So many doors flew in out of the doors that the Dor and all the doors passed by the holy tiger eating a door that had belonged to the owner of Hoid's flute. The tiger arose, spit the door with it's tail that it had stolen from an obnoxious spren named kanskjakalan that the ring had decided was too green. Because of this, he tried to form a bond with an orange tooth in the holy part of the tigers' tail, thus balancing out the tiger's tale. The circle was broken by Honor and Odium when Cultivation and Endowment went through their letter to Devotion for an appointment with the holder of Dominion and Ruin and Preservation so they could eat berries together. Hoid heard about the shard's party and brought along his latest girlfriend. A worldhopper named Pizza. The romance was quite cheesy but also spicy, especially since Pizza cast chilly flakes in a beer, which was laced with the unknown Shard of Bavadin that poisons anyone who tries to drink less than Pizza. Dinner was free if you cast chilli Pizza into oblivion, without belching. Drinking from the unknown Shardpool which looked quite infested with rabbits which were Mistborn, with sharp pointy hat, elderly chap sticks filled with the ultimate marmalade, and flossy was caught off guard. Suddenly a chasmfiend appeared; but, unlike normal greatshells, this one spoke Alethi which was perfectly cerulean in colour. "Hello good sir!" It said friendily. "I am the spirit guide who eats shin brains!" All the while its monocle was magnificently magnifying his honorspren. It was magnificently magnified and named Lys. The magnifiantly magnifisent honorspren magnificently sighed; "Derek won't be joining our tea party." Pizza was disappointed; tea parties were better than Radiants at killing chasmfiends and like all of Hoid’s girlfriends they were old and rotting undead dressed to kill in stolen mistcloaks awakend to dance the cosmere polka. Still, Pizza wanted. Watch Hoid summon a dark spirit or maybe a chocolate ice cream. "How about a Large, purple, crem-filled ice-cream made of Dark spirits?" Amaram was so shocked That he summoned his polar bear To claw the faces off all Shin people who by the terrible arts of darkweaving darkwove Darness' tighty-darkies From darkest dark. However Elend objected AMRAAM started lightweaving, forming a huge Shard to autocorrect, named Cellphone. Ironically Later, Araman pondered why he needed tighty-darky wearing polar-bears at all, when Whitey-tighty wearing grizzly Patrick Rothfuss came playing the mandolin strung with gristly grizzly bear gizzards. Rothfussian cultists glared because they believed in bubbling stew and the ascending evolution of skinchangers. It was über-surprising, especially since Rothfuss ignited his beard using a mixture of ink and used chewing gum. His beard was on a shark circling the politican that you hate, smouldering cockroaches dripping from his mouth. Engaged in conversation with humans from Roshar and Sol, Rothfussians fenestrated arboreums in conjunction with botanists defenestrating Kingkiller on Ambrose' bed. This was inconvenient because Rothfuss was watching along with busy sculpting tombstones secretly made of The bones of Handwavium. A giraffe built from Shardplate, was the pawn of a diaboloical door handle. It wanted, however, to open the forbidden door to the Door of Undying Doors to Everlasting Doordom. Inscribed there Were the Dors, bleeding rainbow Breath. "Awesome!" Lift said. She masticated helpless Puppyspren in her Wire-bound jowls, grinning wolvishly. She jumped from Kredik Shaw, slipping awesomely across awesomefounts of awesomesomeness, Even though Wyndle twisted his facefoliage in exasperation. "You're doing it wrong!" "No, I'm Awesome We cool bro?" Wyndle's eyes burned with indignation. Lift poked his crystals with a spanreed whose other half was being observed by Borscht-son-Odium, the nephew of Odium. Shards families are complicated. Very complicated. Imagine a door painted rainbow, barely Covered in smaller doors, which are Coated with atium and pink tinfoil. That's Shardic family. It's very confusing. Anyway, Borscht-son-Odium grabbed a potted plant and shook out all of the little green men who were Invested by Chaos' Shard. "Father!" they cried, “Do mom's laundry!” "But it glows with red stormlight!” It dripped vile putrescent drops of Ruin's saliva, Ruining Preservations perfect pompadour polluting pure puddles of Devotion and a previously undiscovered Kind of spren. It was raining blood, from a heavenly kidney, adorned with many pizzas topped with crimson blood, from a bloodied crimson kidney. This was disconcerting, as the disco beneath many moons was played backwards by a scadrian terriswoman with a metalmind made from gold plated atium Grooving to music that only people 'armless, like Lopen could see. This field of lupin was burned with Elvis the Herald who was a Splinter of Rock'nRoll and friends with Saquatch "Big" Foot, His feet weren't in the Dor because they were already invested with The Shard "Door". Light my Fire in the pants of the Highprinces. They were very strange. People are strange, in general. The hippy dragon who wore his red velvet fez made out of hollographic ice crystals. “Help me, Obi-wan! I never learned the whatting of Trees to eating. Tongue-splinters aren't fun, though, young Padawan, shard splinters are". New Lightsaber crystals grown in wardrobes. However the force took a liking to Kaladin's big fuzzy hairdo, which was wildly floating, because 'twas Lashed to Szeth's beard braided in pigtails. Gemstones were woven into barnacle skeletons of the shardwhales that eat Horneaters' beards. The old man cometh! Beware! For he will smell like old socks of Hoid's. Pizza started brewing some Chull dung and chilli beer. It was delicious if you like Shallarin. Meanwhile, over in Elendel, the singing shard sang the Dawnsong with Hoid and Lift, they added the kandra eyes and spren tongues. Kaladin had never been in a gargantuan night club before he met Rock and Roll, the dynamic duo from the upside-down mushrooms bar Alice managed. The two strange gentlemen there offered to teach the fellow furry, fumbling furtively with a Flamboyant feather. Fashionably, the platypus chorus wearing red feather fezi fraught with fraudulent flailing falshions, Began the dawnchant Lo! What manner is this wall with no door? For the door was eaten by a Dorbringer from the miniature gunkdom on Sel. The Union of forgers complained bitterly of being overlooked. So they forged Dalinara spike. Thus, Lift stared at cakes baked by a stormlight infused larkin named Jeremy. Jeremy's mother's roommate's cousin's uncle's daughter monkey encrusted book was dancing merrily in the mists. Mab the Cook ate the book and said "Ew!". Then she vomited up the Words Of Radiance. Jealous, Kalinar Dholin swung his refunctioned shardhammer, but missed the jello statues og with his hammer

this happens. anyway, welcome to 17s!

Feb 07 2014 06:54 PM for cessie and Feb 08 2014 07:49 PM for Shiv

the perfect ketek would mean each word was a palidrome... Elithanathile: level deified racecar deified level Elithanathile. because making sense is over rated.

your promise has been kept. your soul will not be taken by the shades. All I watched was the first season, as part of an agreement with a co-worker. I didn't continue watching after that, not because I didn't like it, but because, well, there are other things I would rather do with my time. Like read, or play magic, or read, or watch, Dr. who, or read.(or talk about books on 17s.) RANDOM THOUGHT: could we use hemalurgy to make a spiked Spike?

We have only had one person snap so far in the write ups. Unless I am terribly mistaken

After a week of not hearing from the snapped allomancer, yesterday I came home from work to find two people claiming to have been the one to have snapped. One was cessie, claiming to be a thug. The other was shiv. Convinently, Cessie's case was just proven. Let there be blood!

I would like to officially request a 12 hour extension of this night cycle

^this. i have felt like there has been no discussion until after i have put in my vote. we need an initial opportunity for some good, unbiased speculation.

I'm game. Eddy was my best idea though, and my vote will partially depend on who dies tonight, but i'm up for discussion

this game is hard. :/ i genuinely thought it was him.

the world in warbreaker and the concept of awakening is fascinating! all power has to be given, and everyone starts with an equal amount, yet it all still ends up in the hands of the elite.

"at least he died doing what he loved..." I am getting attached to everybody's characters. it's making me sad when they die... Edit: fixed apostrophe abomination

When I was in junior high and early high school, I freaked out about what everyone thought about me what if my lunchbox makes me look like a dork? or what if they make fun of me for being in science olympiad? Well this is still a little bit of a problem for me, I've come to realize that life is better if you enjoy what you enjoy and don't worry what other people think about it. (that's probably the most personal thing I've ever shared on this site.) A co-worker of mine made me watch some MLP. It's not as childish or feminine as you would think. noted. you will not be allowed to back out.

peng slips every last boxing of his money to dyring, buying an obscene amount of alcohol, then sets it all on the table where wilson and eddy were sitting. "If he dies, let's at least let him die slobbering drunk." Then he sits down to join the drinking party.

One time, when a Mistborn was going to a Dragonwasp Legion meeting, he saw a grey Shardbearer in a dark alley, brutally slitting open a gigantic watermelon with a rusty Sliver of Honor. So, of course, the Mistborn burned the watermelon, lighting the Shardbearer's cape on fire, blue flames concealing it from his view. The Shardbearer turns into a duck, ripping open the cosmere, and seeing a locked door emitting dark shine and Stormlight. The Shardbearer ran to get his Blade, tripping over duck beaks that littered the ground, breaking his neck. The Mistborn howled at a monkey's attacks on his Mistcloak. Thrashing and struggling, he broke free, hitting the door with a llama and a koloss head, breaking it into splintery bits. The door floated down the river and ended in a black shardpool. Meanwhile, the Shardbearer thrashed on the floor and died. A shadowy figure hopped out of the Cognitive Realm and into the river. The Shadowy figure glowed with dark light and quietly said, "Where is Hoid?" The Mistborn answered, "Where isn't he?" At the same time, the Cognitive Realm was torn asunder by a massive Voidbringer. It killed many sprens that tried to intervene. His metals spent, and his Stormlight stolen by a small green larkin, the shadowy figure, named "DARKNESS" the Evil Librarian, began building an altar out of cheese! This brilliant choice made many Epics weep with tears From the smell of their weakness. Ookla the Mok rebuilt the door with the most evil thing possible in the Cosmere. The opposing force was a rhino cross-bred with Hoid an 16 different aspects of Odium as well as 14 of Ruin. Unfortunately, a Shade flew in right in the middle of the giant altar, crushing the brilliant and wet kandra cheese container which exploded, spraying lemonade all over his tattered remains - hitting the large hippopotamus that was really just begging to become a Knight Radiant that bonds with Deathspren - and kills a poor, innocent chull. He [the Shade] launched it into the sky, where it grew three heads without even considering that the Heralds were notoriously unimpressed with him. Jezrien yelled, "How dare you throw a chull, you skunk eater!" At that moment, Kaladin threw his chull-sized suit, and despite the fact that Amaram already had his head shaved, Kal recognized him. He signaled to Lopen to eviscerate Amaram. Unfortunately, that was the Horneater's plan, before he became a Knight Radiant. "I'm so confused," Amaram said, scratching the behind of his Chull. "I wanted him to narftle the Garthok!" he said, collapsing on the roof of Kredik Shaw. A nearby inquisitor - spiked with bananas - made drinks for the dinner party, who were confused about why Kelsier was late for everything. They jumped into bizarro Shadesmare. Unfortunately, bizarro Jasnah was merrily playing with a bead. The bead was the cognitive aspect of Shai's stamp, made to reopen the dor to the Dor. Suddenly, the Dor burst through the stamp. Then the Dor opened a door. It was the invincible door that the Dor dared to defy by skipping and singing about the Dor by the Doors. So many doors flew in out of the doors that the Dor and all the doors passed by the holy tiger eating a door that had belonged to the owner of Hoid's flute. The tiger arose, spit the door with it's tail that it had stolen from an obnoxious spren named kanskjakalan that the ring had decided was too green. Because of this, he tried to form a bond with an orange tooth in the holy part of the tigers' tail, thus balancing out the tiger's tale. The circle was broken by Honor and Odium when Cultivation and Endowment went through their letter to Devotion for an appointment with the holder of Dominion and Ruin and Preservation so they could eat berries together. Hoid heard about the shard's party and brought along his latest girlfriend. A worldhopper named Pizza. The romance was quite cheesy but also spicy, especially since Pizza cast chilly flakes in a beer, which was laced with the unknown Shard of Bavadin that poisons anyone who tries to drink less than Pizza. Dinner was free if you cast chilli Pizza into oblivion, without belching. Drinking from the unknown Shardpool which looked quite infested with rabbits which were Mistborn, with sharp pointy hat, elderly chap sticks filled with the ultimate marmalade, and flossy was caught off guard. Suddenly a chasmfiend appeared; but, unlike normal greatshells, this one spoke Alethi which was perfectly cerulean in colour. "Hello good sir!" It said friendily. "I am the spirit guide who eats shin brains!" All the while its monocle was magnificently magnifying his honorspren. It was magnificently magnified and named Lys. The magnifiantly magnifisent honorspren magnificently sighed; "Derek won't be joining our tea party." Pizza was disappointed; tea parties were better than Radiants at killing chasmfiends and like all of Hoid’s girlfriends they were old and rotting undead dressed to kill in stolen mistcloaks awakend to dance the cosmere polka. Still, Pizza wanted. Watch Hoid summon a dark spirit or maybe a chocolate ice cream. "How about a Large, purple, crem-filled ice-cream made of Dark spirits?" Amaram was so shocked That he summoned his polar bear To claw the faces off all Shin people who by the terrible arts of darkweaving darkwove Darness' tighty-darkies From darkest dark. However Elend objected AMRAAM started lightweaving, forming a huge Shard to autocorrect, named Cellphone. Ironically Later, Araman pondered why he needed tighty-darky wearing polar-bears at all, when Whitey-tighty wearing grizzly Patrick Rothfuss came playing the mandolin strung with gristly grizzly bear gizzards. Rothfussian cultists glared because they[/font] believed in bubbling stew and the ascending evolution of skinchangers. It was über-surprising, especially since Rothfuss ignited his beard using a mixture of ink and used chewing gum. His beard was on a shark circling the politican that you hate, smouldering cockroaches dripping from his mouth. Engaged in conversation with humans from Roshar and Sol, Rothfussians fenestrated arboreums in conjunction with botanists defenestrating Kingkiller on Ambrose' bed[/size]. This was inconvenient because Rothfuss was watching along with busy sculpting tombstones secretly made of The bones of Handwavium. A giraffe built from Shardplate, was the pawn of a diaboloical door handle. It wanted, however, to open the forbidden door to the Door of Undying Doors to Everlasting Doordom. Inscribed there Were the Dors, bleeding rainbow Breath. "Awesome!" Lift said. She masticated helpless Puppyspren in her Wire-bound jowls, grinning wolvishly. She jumped from Kredik Shaw, slipping awesomely across awesomefounts of awesomesomeness, Even though Wyndle twisted his facefoliage in exasperation. "You're doing it wrong!" "No, I'm Awesome We cool bro?" Wyndle's eyes burned with indignation. Lift poked his crystals with a spanreed whose other half was being observed by Borscht-son-Odium, the nephew of Odium. Shards families are complicated. Very complicated. Imagine a door painted rainbow, barely Covered in smaller doors, which are Coated with atium and pink tinfoil. That's Shardic family. It's very confusing. Anyway, Borscht-son-Odium grabbed a potted plant and shook out all of the little green men who were Invested by Chaos' Shard. "Father!" they cried, “Do mom's laundry!” "But it glows with red stormlight!” It dripped vile putrescent drops of Ruin's saliva, Ruining Preservations perfect pompadour polluting pure puddles of Devotion and a previously undiscovered Kind of spren. It was raining blood, from a heavenly kidney, adorned with many pizzas topped with crimson blood, from a bloodied crimson kidney. This was disconcerting, as the disco beneath many moons was played backwards by a scadrian terriswoman with a metalmind made from gold plated atium Grooving to music that only people 'armless, like Lopen could see. This field of lupin was burned with Elvis the Herald who was a Splinter of Rock'nRoll and friends with Saquatch "Big" Foot, His feet weren't in the Dor because they were already invested with The Shard "Door". Light my Fire in the pants of the Highprinces. They were very strange. People are strange, in general. The hippy dragon who wore his red velvet fez made out of hollographic ice crystals. “Help me, Obi-wan! I never learned the whatting of Trees to eating. Tongue-splinters aren't fun, though, young Padawan, shard splinters are". New Lightsaber crystals grown in wardrobes. However the force took a liking to Kaladin's big fuzzy hairdo, which was wildly floating, because 'twas Lashed to Szeth's beard braided in pigtails. Gemstones were woven into barnacle skeletons of the shardwhales that eat Horneaters' beards. The old man cometh! Beware! For he will smell like old socks of Hoid's. Pizza started brewing some Chull dung and chilli beer. It was delicious if you like Shallarin. Meanwhile, over in Elendel, the singing shard sang the Dawnsong with Hoid and Lift, they added the kandra eyes and spren tongues. Kaladin had never been in a gargantuan night club before he met Rock and Roll, the dynamic duo from the upside-down mushrooms bar Alice managed. The two strange gentlemen there offered to teach the fellow furry, fumbling furtively with a Flamboyant feather. Fashionably, the platypus chorus wearing red feather fezi fraught with fraudulent flailing falshions, Began the dawnchant “Lo! What manner is this wall with no door? For the door was eaten by

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There are a few points in my logic that I cannot share, as it would hurt is a lot if the inquisitor were to hear them, but the core of it is this: the most suspicious people are those who voted for shimble. Of those, several have, for a variety of reasons, been cleared of suspicion. Eddy has not. Note: when I say " suspicion" I mean suspicion of being the inquisitor. Pretty much anybody could be spiked

Welcome to 17s. Tor has post quite a few chapters of words of radiance online, and if you haven't read them yet you should

I saw this the other day and just thought aw, cute. they think their fandom has big books.

waiting on a response to a PM, then i will cast my vote. edit; Eddy

if the inquisitor can listen to PMs then wouldn't he/she target the second lurcher before the seeker?

furtively with a