Fatebreaker

Aw, thanks, I'm flattered. The Alley sells pretty much everything. You just have to ask the right person. Which is generally me. That, and I personally am a aficionado of fine Haberdashery.

Close Kb. The joke is that the actor who played Rufio also was the voice actor for Zuko in Avatar TLA. The Other joke was a Peter and the Starcatchers reference. There's a simple solution. We just have to make all of the Lost Boys, Epic. We'll just give them more powers and add more boys to their ranks. Lucentia thinks she can crush 'em easily? She's sorely mistaken. And off topic, since we're calling them the Lost Ones, or just The Lost, there could be girls or aliens in the ranks. For example: Tiger Lilly: Extreme Accuracy and Stealth. She can hit targets with almost anything she throws, shoots, or otherwise launches with unerring accuracy. She can activate a stealth mode, making her completely silent and nearly impossible to spot. Can gift this ability. And I would like to do Pan, but I'm willing to defer if someone else really wants to. Molly: Weakness Detection. She can seek out the weaknesses of Epics. A sixth sense will guide her towards it if it is physical. Motive or intent weaknesses are tricky. She must have something to write with and a surface to write on, then concentrate extremely hard. She can then draw pictures, but she doesn't know what they mean and they must be deciphered.

Some Lost Ones Rufio: Flight, Enhanced Speed and Reflexes. And Firebending! (get the joke anyone?) Nibs: Can create a physical avatar around himself. It is always an animal. Grants him the abilities of that animal. Toodles: can create projectiles, for bows, slingshots, blowguns, etc. Can imbue them with different properties, like explosiveness. Can create fruit, which is most certainly a projectile. Especially mangoes.(another reference. c'mon, I have faith in you guys!) The Twins: Both can make Duplicates of themselves. They gain any knowledge or information their "dupes" gain.

I'm totally down for this. I've already thought up several Lost Boy Epics. Sandman would totally join these guys. But it would be kind of a bummer, because Fade would have to be dead. Or maybe they get separated and Sandman believes Fade's dead, but in reality Fade survived. The Lost should live on an Island off the coast of Oregon. I don't think there are any large enough in the real world, but perhaps one was made by an Epic and they now inhabit it. And yes, they should totally be the epic!pirates' enemies.

Welcome to the Madness. Here, have a cookie. What's your favorite kind of hat?

Welcome to the madness. Have a cookie.

I have never had that problem. I did stare down a black bear once. No joke. When you encounter a bear you're supposed to stay still and look big. I was a small kid at the time, but thankfully I was with my dad. So when we came across a bear between us and our tent, I naturally tried to stare it down. We maintained eye contact for about a minute when, to my eyes, it cowered in fear and fled. In reality it probably got bored and moseyed off. Towards our camp. We couldn't see it anymore, but the important thing was that my will had triumphed over that of the beast. We were lucky it wasn't hungry. But bear aren't generally that aggressive, so I wasn't too worried. Prankster post up in the Dalles. I'll be doing his PoV of the Pandemic. It should be fun, since Jaime will be with him.

Antonio had been planning to sleep in. It had been a good day and he had decided to crash in one of his cozier bolt-holes. He actually had a pillow in this one. He was gonna lay low for a while, since the city guard would be on extra alert for him. Sleep in, eat a few snacks, take a day or two off. That had been the plan anyways. It all changed when Jaime(thats pronounced Hi-Mey, for all you non hispanics out there) woke him. Jaime was a siamang, and as such, ignoring him was not easy. He had come from the circus and had escaped and followed Antonio when he left. He was still wearing his pants with suspenders that had been part of his circus garb, and a newsboy cap he'd taken a shining to. He kept bonking Antonio on the head and hooting softly. Antonio tried to ignore him, but Jaime became more agitated, tugging on his arm and hooting louder. Antonio tried to roll over, but Jaime jumped on top of him and started jumping up and down. "Cállate Jamie! You'll bring the guards down on us with your noise. Let me sleep." Jaime jumped down and ran to the window. he looked out, and then started hooting wildly. The call of the siamang can be heard at over two kilometers away. In this small room, it was deafening. Antonio threw his hands over his ears and rolled out of bed, staggering towards the agitated primate.Jaime knew better than this! He was going to get them arrested! "Jaime! What is sparking wrong with you!?!" Then suddenly Jaime was silent. He was looking at Antonio and pointing at the sky. Then Antonio heard the noise. Oinking. Antonio looked out and saw what appeared to be flying pigs releasing razor squirrels over the city. He stared in silence at the scene playing in the skies above the Dalles. His head was pounding like he was hung over, and he couldn't even hear his stomach growling. "This must be what going mad feels like." He then noticed a tight group of pigs flying towards the reading outpost. What made this group of flying swine unique is that unlike the rest of the flying sausages, these ones were carrying pandas. Sparking Pandas. He watched as they dropped from the pigs and were obscured from view by the buildings. Jaime hooted softly and grabbed his hand, giving it a comforting pat. His eyes seemed to say, "It's going to be one of those days. We should probably eat first." Antonio held the bridge of his nose. No, this is what going mad must feel like.

Nope, I meant Dustbringer. Like Edgedancers they have the Surge of Friction, but instead of also having the Surge of Regrowth, they have the Surge of Destruction.

"Make them pay." "Pass the salt." "Become Evil's Bane." "DO A BARREL-ROLL!!!"

When you really want to see Lift in the Hunger games, because she would be Awesome. She'd be representing District 17. Or Vin. Or Kaladin. Or any of Brandon's teenage heroes, despite it being astronomically unfair to the other competitors. When you pretend you're an Dustbringer when skateboarding or surfing. When you realize Dustbringers would be great at hockey.

I'm down. Let's do this.

Yea. Who gets to set the Scene? I say we use a satellite facility. Either the one in the Dancehall, or the actual Satellite. It's also important to remember that as hosts we must control ourselves and not abduct more than say, five guests at a time. Also, BreathTaker and Elsa Steelheart are off limits because of their endorsements. Feel free to present projects you've been working on, but nothing too serious. What's going on in Alley 7 is not to be mentioned, If you don't know what I'm talking about, forget I said anything. And as always, lets make sure the refreshments are, Spiketacular.

Earthquakes aren't that bad. As a resident of California who lives just outside Los Angeles, I've experienced my fair share. Most aren't that bad, but there have been a few where the whole house shakes violently and you're trying to keep things from falling. It's a bit like that scene in Marry Poppins. But beside the Earthquakes, the Fires, and the rare Flood, it's not that bad. Honestly, I've camped across the US multiple times, and California is still my favorite state. The surfing is the best, and we're the home of In-n-Out, and we have pretty much any habitat you could want, excluding tropical rain forests. Alpine, desert, forest, farmland, ocean, caverns, we got's it t'all. I do wish we had more reptiles though. As someone who's a herpetology major, and a zoology fanatic in general, I reeeeeeeaaaaally want to go to Austrailia. You guys have all the coolest critters. Speaking of cool critters, KbK, have you heard of Velvet Worms? If not, you've GOTTA check oot this video Man I had a great Thanksgiving. I invented a new sport: Aquascooting! Who knew riding scooters into the Ocean was so much fun? As long as you time it right it's a blast. If your timing is off, you get smashed with a wave to the face. I'll add this to the list of sports I've invented, along with Ohmyface and Plumbago Jumping. I should be able to make a post soon. I had one written, but my computer unexpectedly decided to do an emergency shut-down, so I lost it.

Welcome to the Madness. Terry Pratchet is a phenomenal author. Anything on or off of Discworld is fantastic. He's actually one of Brandon's favorite Authors.

Challenge Accepted. To the Spike-Lab!

Quick Question: At what time of day did the Pandemic begin?

I wondered what was going on. Well, let it never be said that the Dark Alley didn't appreciate the Illustious Peter. So Happy Existence Day Peter! Congratulations on another Scurvy-free year.

Sprog of Fatebreaker the Defiant Entry 7 (sprog = Spren Log) Destruction Spren - Only appear around truly great works of destruction. Generally appear around explosions. They various forms of fire, be it flames, sparks, or embers. They form a wake along the ground of the one who caused the destruction, leaving a path of flames or coals, depending on the magnitude of the act. Too familiar with these. I don't try to, but it just seems to happen. Enigma Spren - Spren that appear when there is a mystery or a particularly difficult riddle. Will sometimes appear around riddle contests, but only for extremely hard riddles. They appear as floating balls of fog. Will sometimes hang around for days or even weeks. Frequently seen at crime scenes. One can become easily disheartened when seeing these, for you know the problem is a complex one that will not be easily solved. I take their presence as a challenge. Madness Spren - Only attracted to the truly insane. They swirl around the person like leaves in a wind and are always laughing softly. Always visible to the one they are following, but they increase in volume and become visible to others when the individual manifests his madness or is about to do something completely nuts. They appear as small, grey, ghostly figures whose legs trail off into smoke. Way too familiar with these. Can be bothersome when you're trying to have a conversation. Can sometimes be calmed by eating a sandwich, but they never seem to truly leave. Will I ever be rid of them?

Successfully spike one of my roomates with some DA Cheese Pizza. Not only was it Spiked, but he's lactose intolerant as well, so as they say in Greenland, MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!!.

Yo! You're forgettin' one Mask, who has never conformed to the ponification movement. Kinda proud of that actually. Plannin' on doing a Prankster post sometime soon. It'll be his perspective of the Panda Siege. Hilarity may ensue.

Kudos for owning your mistake. That's extremely rare on the internet.

We do deliveries. The Gleeman is head of Shipping, so he'll send them directly to your door! Talk about convenient!

Maybe they only excavate clay sites? Or Peat-bogs?