Jo and the Bush

There aren't any vote changing roles, are there?

What about the Forces of Chaos?

If it's an End result, then it's neither a Process nor a Person. And if it isn't a person, who are you and why are you impersonating Death?

That's pretty much what I wanted. I just wanted to see if one of you WOULD try to get more votes. That's not how it works. Dragon fangs get placed during the Night. Not the day.

Well, yeah, so can Death claim those who are sworn to Chaos? Death is a construct of Order,

Balat. Heleran. Shallan. Wikim. Jushu.

Can death even affect Chaos? I'm pretty sure it doesn't work. Death is to Orderly.

It has to be a google symbol. There aren't custom Symbols. You should give him the Actor masks Icon.

Well the Answer would be Shallan, not Lin. But I think it's Shaor, from Elantris, and her daddy.

I'm going to vote for Witless for the mayor. I've worked with her before, (When we were both Evil) and she's very good. so if she's a Lightfriend this game, she'll be a very good person to have in the Mayor's office. Also, I would like it if both Witless and Waes could be on, and tell us why they should, or shouldn't be the Mayor.

Shallan. Kaladin. Ym. Lift. Swimmingly. Rysn. Renarin. Jasnah. Nale, Ishar, Taln.

Bramdond Sanderson lives in Provo Utah.

Kobold already said Hero of Ages. I'm going to go with the Heralds, and the Lost Radiants

Name: Gordon Walker Appearance: Tall and thin. The kind of guy you don't see unless you're looking for him. He tends to dye his hair natural colors, every week. Weaponry: Knows enough mixed martial arts to get away. Good shot with a Pistol. Job: Informant. Focused on Epics. Works for the Reckoners part time.

That's what the Slaves sharders are for.

He says two different Worlds. Roshar or Scadrial?

If it's the Stick again, I swear. . . Stormseat. the Honorblades. the Oathgate

Elsa, could you by chance hide some of your duplicate double posts? The Hide button is between Edit and Multiquote.

Just FYI, Theorymaker won't be on untill tomorrow. Check her Status Conversation.

Laughing fool won't be joining the COurt. He still has a contract with, ah, someone else. Who is not me. I just want to emphasize that.

Gordon was just minding his own buisness, sitting on a street corner, the day CorpseMaker disappeared. He was one of the first to find out about it though. After all, that was his Buisness. Information. CorpseMaker was presumed dead. They had found a body, barely recognizable as human, on the sidewalk in front of the old Capitol One bank that he used as a Lair. They weren't sure it was him, but no one else was missing. Either way, people probably wouldn't be caring about that now. Who care'd about a dead Epic? Only people like me, people who work for the Reckoners. He sold information to Epics and reckoners alike, though he occasionally gave false Info to Epics. He had gotten two killed by reckoners that way. But CorpseMaker, who had killed him? That was valuable info. No one had know his weakness. It was a mystery. One that Gordon was determined to solve. But for now, he had an appointment to meet. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Ten minutes later, a man wearing a blind fold and a small backpack rounded the corner, and stopped next to Gordon. The man looked directly at him, despite his blindfold. "Hey, Sir? Are you Joe? someone said you wanted some goods?" Might as well see if this blind man was the right man. "Altermind. What do you know about his powers and weaknesses?" The man kept staring right at him. Rust but that was creepy. "Altermind? He's an Illusionist Epic, uh, Mental one I think. Pretty intelligent too. He's also a telekinetic. Move things with his mind. Pretty cool to Watch I'm told." Carefully, without making any noise, Gordon sidled to the left a couple feet. The blind man's gaze followed him. "What about his doings?" Does he consort with any Epics?" Most clients were a lot more cautious then this. And were more suspicious. This guy was creepy. "Look man, I'm going to have to verify that you can afford this information, I don't cross powerful epics for nothing." The man stared at him, then shrugged off his backpack, and tossed it to Gordon. Gordon caught it, and knelt down to open it. It was entirely full, of cash. 100 dollar bills mostly. "What the, where did you get all this?" "Is it sufficent?" This guy was either rich, an Epic, or part of a large organization. "Yeah man. So, Altermind, he doesn't really hang out with any Epics, other than Scorch and Flashpoint, his right hands. He doesn't like the normal people, throws them out of his town, unless they're smart enough to pass his test. I actually passed it, about a month back." If he was a Reckoner, He wasn't with the cell that Gordon usually worked with. "Does he kill vani- Humnas? or Epics?" Vani-? Vanillas? Regular people? Storms, this guy was definetly Epic. And going after Altermind. An Epic. Hunting other Epics. CorpseMaker's mysterious death. At his lair, the Bank. and a Backpack full of Benjamins. "Rust and Ruin. You killed CorpseMaker? Ah I mean, not to pry into your business, your Epicness, I mean. ah, Altermind! Ah, no, he hasn't killed anyone that I know of. Human or epic. Um. You can have you money back sir, please don't hurt me." A small part of Gordon's mind noted that he was crouching and cowering. That part of his mind was ignored for now. "I don't kill vanilla's. And yes, I did kill CorpseMaker, as well as his lackey, SwordArm. That was SwordArm's body in front of the bank. And thank you for your information. I will return if I need more. If anyone asks, I'm SightLine." The man turned around and walked back around the corner. Nearly five minutes later, Gordon felt safe enough to pick himself up off the ground, and hurry home.

Some one who will do tasks for Awesome Points.

Isn't he a Mercanary? Who I did not Hire? *Whistles Innocently*

Yes. Yes I did.

That's all right. We all make mistakes. Usually you don't get killed for them. Though I have twice now.