Peng the Just

i don't think the rioter is guilty. i shall make him/her prove he/she still has rioting abilities this cycle, and if he/she fails that, then we lynch him/her.

i sent the list of innocents to our only proclaimed rioter, our only proclaimed tineye, and our only proclaimed seeker (the late Lucy.) the only one of these who might be corrupted is the rioter

at the start i had all these great ideas about rooting out the inquisitor seeking certain people and killing others, BUT SOMEONE KEEPS KILLING OFF OUR MISTINGS. I want the inquisitor to understand that this is not very nice.

it does seem like he has some other, better seeking ability

bad news: dead seeker. this is very bad news. Good news: the inquisitors offensive output is still limited to one death per night bad news: this means that could have stopped this by lurching lucy instead of myself. GAH! STUPID SELFISH PENG! In answer to the question everybody is asking, I don't think i told anybody about lucy. i'm gonna double check my PM's though to make sure i didn't let something slip EDIT: after double checking, i never said anything about Lucy to anybody.

I think the shin are more involved with cultivation than odium

It's so beautiful... Have some upvotes

Welcome to 17s! I didn't hear about hoid until after i read all of his cosmere books excepts way of kings.

Welcome to 17s, Ausbro! if you haven't found it already, the best place for cosmere information is the wiki: www.coppermind.net that wasn't even worthy of a facepalm.

odd request: could you make an aon daa with the aon more blue instead of yellow? i will pay you in upvotes

asingway otnay of asingway is. hah! pig latin

prior to this post sanderson elimination accounts for 40% (71/177) of my overall posts, 41% (42/102) of my overall rep, 84%(42/50) of my personal conversations, and 92% (322/349) of my personal messages.

you should look at the useless uses for usefull powers thread. its my favorite. EDIT: it can be found here.

Am i the only one who is jealous of that plastic dinosaur?

so i drew iron. guess who's not dying this night cycle? this guy!

I still feel bad about shimble. Sorry about that

My main suspects are eddy Wes and ridge

If we ever do one on roshar, people should be allowed to pick their last words, limit 250 characters

barring major objections, I'm going to send a list of the people i believe are not the inquisitor to three important mistings.

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 (that took forever to gather. I better get some upvotes for this.)

"Who needs a doctor when you can burn pewter?" digits

I thought i already told you guys this? we are down to one lurcher

new idea: I will give the list to one person, to be used in the event of my death?

I do not think sharing this information is a good idea, but I'm going to leave it up to you guys in a secondary vote. post yes or no in pink. yes means i should post a list of the people I am pretty sure are innocent, No means I should not. EDIT: if you don't want to make your vote public, you can PM it to me instead

peng sat, flipping through his notes, sipping a mug of ale with metal flakes in it, then stands up on the table, the mud from his boots making a mess of the recently wiped table. dyring won't be happy about that he thought "the fact remains that two among us are not participating in our efforts to root out the inquisitor. They are hiding, avoiding attention, keeping to themselves, watching us die. The inquisitor might be one of them." he points accros the room to where Matheiw and Digits are sitting. "I think we should kill one of them." keeping a low profile, avoiding this thread, and hoping people forget about me is what i would do if i was baldface. And, if we lynch one of them and they aren't guilty, we don't have to feel too bad because they weren't playing the game very actively.