Jo and the Bush

Nighthound can regrow it yes?

I've always wanted an Excuse for Sightline to teleporthis finger into somebody's eye, than teleport away with it. I keep upvoting you, then remembering that I'm trying to pass you. Depends. Which Mech did you take? None of them have AI's. All they can do is obey you, and use whatever powers thy had in their stories. Huh, I might consider a vacation as an alternate ending for Sightline.

Jim Butcher is nearly on par with Brandon Sanderson. He's a bit more liberal with Swearing and sexing, but It's worth it. My all time favorite quote comes from Dresden. "Build a man a Fire, and he'll be warm for an Hour. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his Life." Yes, I know Harry was quoting Pratchett. Now shut up. I cannot reccomend this series enough.

I Cannot Upvote this enough. Another Dresden Fan.

Yeah! Somebody Noticed! Also, TrelVin sat on the rafter, looking down at the Scum of Elendel. Thank Harmony he was allowed to kill them. Jedal had been his first kill. Before that, Harmony hadn't let them interfere in overt ways, like they were now. When he had heard Harmony calling him to Elendel, he’d felt proud. A mere 10th generation, chosen to cleanse thee City of the Lord Mistborn? TrelVin still remembered meeting Spook for the first time. If Jedal was Spook’s descendant, then TrelVin was a Koloss. His bones still itched. It was time to choose a new body. He had wanted to Impersonate Met-al, but he had gotten killed by Peng. Now that Peng was dead though, they didn’t have to worry about the coinshot messing up their machinations. Maybe he didn't have to switch bodies so soon. He could just kill someone. Killing people was actually fun. The look on Aonar’s face had been priceless. Just like Jedal’s. Tonight’s victim though, they wouldn’t even see him. Tonight, bones would fall.

CorpseMaker smirked. That was more like it. "If you know any Epics who could work, go grab them. And yes, you'll get a Mech. Figure out what one you want, and you'll have one. Welcome to the Dominion." ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Sightline nodded. "Good. If you don't mind me asking, how do you Teleport? You can bring a lot more than I can with you."

Tulir, feel free to respond to that on any way you want.

Don't worry, I had permission from Twi. Do not, Ever, talk back to Jeffrey.

“Lose control of you city or something?” Mundivore said as he turned back to CorpseMaker. He stared at Mundivore but didn’t reply. “Scorch, could you come over here? This Epic hasn't been showing very much Respect, and I’d like to show him what happens to people like that.” Scorch lifted an eyebrow, considering the command. His mouth curved into a smile. CorpseMaker wanted him to make an example of someone. I can do that and more. He marched confidently over. “What can I do?” CorpseMaker lazily looked over at him, and looked deep into his eyes. “You can die.” Scorch stopped, confused, then his eyes widened in panic, and he open his mouth to protest. He didn’t get the chance. His body hit the floor. CorpseMaker looked back at Mundivore. “Scorch here was the very first Epic to join me. But he was lazy. He didn’t do much work, he was disrespectful, and wasteful. I have no room for Trash in my Army. On the Other hand, there is Electro. He’s out recruiting Epics right now, and he already has recruited several. He’s going to rule over his own City, his own State even if he continues to serve diligently. Now, would you like to rethink your response worm?”

Didn't Vin say the lines were different thickness the first time she burned Iron?

Sightline stared at the man who he assumed was Traveller. He looked a bit confused, glancing around as if to make sure he was in the right place. He obviously didn’t need line of sight to teleport. As for his companions, most of them held themselves like Vanilla’s, other than the woman throwing herself at Voidgaze. He extended his hand to Traveller. “You’re Lightward’s Teleporter? I’m Sightline.” ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Gordon looked at him. “An Epic you want dead? How unique. In this city, everyone wants an Epic dead. I know several people who want to kill everyone in Thoughtown, because they didn’t pass the test. Others want Lightwards or CorpseMaker dead, because they killed relatives.” He smiled at the man, and stood up, crossing over to one of his filing cabinets, and grabbed folder, a fat one. “This folder, contains every request someone has made of me. Each of them paid me cash to complete that request. I can hook you up with a Cell of Reckoners that Operates nearby. But doing so will be of considerable risk to me, if the Epics who hire me find out, they could very well kill me.” No they wouldn’t. They paid him for the lists of people who went to hire the Reckoners. “So what can you pay me, for this request?”

Ooh, Schism in the Courts!

In the Fight between Kelsier and the Inquisitor Kar, Kelsier spun Metal Ingots around. I think you can push on any part of the Metal.

Jason: Super strength Epic. His weakness is his long hair.

Good idea. They could also possibly use chunks in the Body. Do Kandra need hearts of somesort? or just their Spikes?

Mailliw, I'm going to change the Reckoners so that they will work withminor Epics. Gordon and CorpseMaker will have a post up soon.

Wait, you're a farmer?

Popeye and Araris aren't on the Player list.

Umm what? Nobody failed the spiking test. We spike at the end of the night.

Peter is at 3684 and is a Lerasium Mistborn. Brandon is at 3765 and is a Prime.

Peter pretty much confirmed it in this topic.

I do that in all of my Topics.

What do you want CorpseMaker to tell you to do?

Yes

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