Jo and the Bush

Kobold became Adonalsium at exactly 9000. Panda? Do you have the Post ready?

Avoiding women as in avoiding them? Or as in brutally slaughtering them? And is there going to be any limits on The Tutorial Thread? Is it going to have the same no godmodding rules and the same amount of planning?

Generally spoilers aren't allowed out of their specific Book's forum until the 6 month mark.

We could actually do a Cormac/Milton/Cardnial vs. Dark rose fight. Though Cormac was a CHull even before Calamity. A bully, a lot like steelheart.

Why not just use the Fan-fiction thread? We're not using it for anything else, and we could jump around to random Continuities all we like.

Yes. Harry quotes Pratchett, but I haven't read the Pratchett book, and I have read the Dresden book.

Hm. Can I be on Roshar instead? I don't know enough about that world.

Can spren spy on things haeppening in other worlds? Or are they restricted to Roshar's Cognitive realm only?

Where is Westeros? In which Series is it found?

I know about that WoB. I actually asked him a Clarification WoB. Hoid wasn't offered one of the 8 shards we already know of.

Due to the possibilities of multiple roleblockers, the following Clarifications are being Made: Q: What happens if one blocks the other who’s blocking someone else? A: In this case, the untargeted one blocks the other blocker, so that blocker's target still gets to take an Action. Q: What happens if one of them blocks Hoid who has multiple Actions? A: I Flip a Coin. Or use a three sided die to decide. Q: What happens if One of them blocks a person with extra lives? Does the Block cancel it? A: No, the blocker would only target actions originating with their target, so Extra lives from outside sources wouldn’t do anything. Q: What about Preservation? Does his extra life get blocked since it’s originating with him? A: No, Extra lives won’t be targeted at all.

I've always believed that Adonalsium was artificial, made to defeat the Fain, but I've never been able to find proof for it. So everything you say makes sense in my head, and I can see how you came to the conclusions. But the WoB about him not taking up a Shard. Why would he be offered a Shard in the first place if they knew he was the 'AI' from before?

Day 4: The Darkest Dawn Vineyerian ran. He ran and he ran. The others were still chasing after, but they would never be able to catch him. The fools, believing him over Martin? Only a Thug or Radiant could catch him, and they’d already killed Mek. He darted around a corner, then scrambled up the wall onto the roof and flattened himself. The few that had managed to stay with him ran around the corner, and their sounds of frustration were like Music to his ears. The cretins, tricked by a simple wall. He waited, as their sounds dispersed, spreading out and searching for him. Eventually, an hour after the sun set, the last sounds disappeared. Patience was one of the deadliest Weapons. He climbed down from the roof, and headed off into the woods, walking away, not going in any specific direction, though he could feel himself being Followed. He reached a clearing, and stopped, then sat down, cross legged and waiting. Less than ten minutes passed before a Black Mist started to form, surrounding the clearing. A figure, glowing Black and dripping Mist appeared. “You know I was coming for you. How?” Vineyerian Dagar smiled. “We knew you would come Aonar Izenry. We brought you here to kill you.” Aonar smirked, confident in his power. “You can’t kill me little Champion. I am a shard, and what more, I am protected by my brethren.” “So you think you’ll live through the night?” “I will live forever, far longer than your lord.” “Then how come I said your name earlier.” Aonar, Shardholder of Ruin, froze. The champion had said his name, and If your name was stated outright, that meant only death. He snarled at Dagar. “How? Odium cannot strike me down, and none of you can either.” He felt himself began to sweat. Dagar only smiled. Then pulled a glass vial out of his pocket. “Poison can still kill a shardholder.” Aonar’s breath was starting to come in gasps now. “Ah, but I am protected, Poison alone cannot-” The sword pierced him through his lower abdomen, sticking out a good foot. “That’s why I’m here.” The voice sounded from behind him. Aonar immediately focused the Stormlight around the wound, healing it as fast as he could, but he couldn’t get both the Poison and the Wound. “Rust. Rust and Ruin! damnation you Dagar!” The Champion started cackling madly at that, throwing his head back. Ruin’s power took him in the chest, burning a great hole in him and throwing him back a good ten feet. Aonar tried to turn to face his other opponent, but the poison was already working. His reactions were growing Sluggish, he could barely turn, or even stay up. He felt himself fall. His power began to leak away. And thus Ruin, once called Ati, once called Aonar, passed into the Cognitive Realm. _________________________________________________________________ Endowment felt the raw power forming, and gasped. A Shard had died, from the feel of it, it was Ruin. How had they killed Him? He was supposed to be locked down. Either way, he had a job to do. He left Nalthis, entering the Cognitive realm, and traveling the short distance to Roshar, where Aonar had been hunting Dagar. He followed the pulses of Power, eventually landing in a clearing in a forest in Shinovar. Aonar lay dead on the ground, his body leaking Smoke. Dagar’s corpse was also present, on the other side of the clearing. Endowment walked over to his brother’s body, and reached his arm into the smoke, absorbing the Shard of Ruin. He would have to give it away before it began to change his intent, but he could make use of it first. Endowment frowned as more raw power began to form. And this one was his own Power. Power he had given to the Returned. The flow of Power increased rapidly. He gasped as he realized the implication. Thousands of people losing their innate breaths? Every Returned dying at once. He turned and entered the Cognitive realm again, traveling Quickly towards Nalthis. When he got to where Nalthis had been, he sent his power out, searching. Only Preservation and Ruin’s power was here, with Traces of Odium melting away. Scadrial? It couldn’t be, gone. Could it? The Unmade, eaters of Worlds. Nalthis had been destroyed completely. Aonar was Ruin! Vineyarddawg was a Poisoner! Nalthis has been destroyed! Day 4 has begun and will end at 10pm PST on Friday the 13th. EDIT: Updated Player List:

Yes. An inactive player losing their shard will be made apparent.

You Should be. Especially seeing as I have ultimate power over you in Sanderson Elimination.

And the Night is live again.

Night 3: Clouded Eyes “I’m telling you! I saw him! He was the one who killed Mek!” The crem slammed his fist onto the table. “He’s just trying to save his own skin!” Martin spat onto the floor in front of Vineyerian. “You’re a liar. You were the one to kill Mek. I don’t know how you saw me, but I know you’re one of the Champions.” He could already see he was a lost cause. More and more villagers were supporting Vineyerian Dagar, just because he had spoken up first. “Alright people. I can see which way the winds blow, it’s obvious I’m going to die today. But That will just prove to you that Dagar is one of the Champions. I’ll be happy if my death starts the fall of Odium.” He faced his fellows, many of whom he had known for a long time. Others new. This actually had some results, some few grew uncertain, and looked to Vineyerian with increased Suspicion. Maybe he could still aid the Shards. “Alright then, “One of the ones behind Dagar growled, “We’ve decided to kill him. No point in wasting time about it.” Several of them nodded, and pulled out weapons. “Alright then.” Martin closed his eye, then pulled out a dagger. The men coming for him pulled up abruptly, suddenly on guard, waiting for him to attack. But he had no such intentions. Instead, he buried the knife in his own Chest. He fell to one knee, rapidly bleeding out. Not exactly how I expected to meet my death, he thought wryly. One of them, Longbeard, grabbed him, putting his hand over the bleeding. “Why? Why would you sacrifice yourself?” “Because I see with eyes unclouded, by Hate.” And with that, Martin expired, leaving no Smoke to mark his guilt. Antillar Maximus was the Witness! Votes: Antillar Maximus(10):Vineyarddawg, Eolhondras, Tulir, Feligon, Ostrichofevil, swalji09, winter cloud, Gamma Fiend, Unodus Vineyarddawg(5): Mailliw73, Dowanx, JasonPenguin, leiftinspace, Antillar Maximus Winter Cloud(1): Bort Sarcomere(1): Metacognition Night 3 has begun! It will end at 10pm PST on Wednesday the 11th.

I have read The Interludes so many times it's scary.

Ym

Who didn't exist.

Just confirmed that 4750 is the barrier between Lord Ruler and God of Colour. Kobold is still the Hero of ages at 8882, and Edgedancer is still a bondsmith at 3257.

The first couple of Dresdens are about Whitesand level, with the next 5 being Mistborn level. But from about 9 on, they're SA Level. I would highly encourage reading on. As for his new series, YES! I loved Codex Alera, (Especially since it was supposedly a combination of Pokemon and Ancient Rome.)

Some RP's take off like a shot, gathering hundreds of posts, but those are rare. Others, Like Tamriel, struggle on for a while, then die. The average play-by-post RP dies before the 6 month mark. This one so far seems like it will be a struggler like Tamriel, players only posting when somebody reminds them, (Which is what happened to me) or gets bored and uses it to entertain themselves. That said, I really hope this one gets as popular as the Oregon RP. So Winter, you might PM Newan and politely ask how much of a post he's written. as for your question about the gods, I can't answer that. You'll have to wait for the Voiduses. Voidusi? Voiduss? Voidus, what the plural form of your name?

I can't think of the title of a single one, but I can remember the plot and action of every single one.

Granted. You are sent to a Parallel Universe where Comedy is God. It is never the wrong time to laugh. I wish that I would be able to remember everything I've ever said.