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Brandon Sanderson / Possible Allomantic Metals *Possible Spoilers*
« on: October 25, 2008, 09:13:54 PM »
((Sorry if this is in the wrong place))


I'm just a bit curious about what makes certain metals not work for Allomancy.  I know that silver and lead cannot work as the dominant metal in a mixture or by themselves, though they can change the effects of other metals that can be burned.  So, my question really is "What metals do you think could be used for Allomancy, and which ones do you think couldn't work?"  ( I know that there are a lot of different types of metal, but still.)

EDIT:  Oh and you can even go as far as posting what you think they would do if you burned them if you're feeling some real inspiration...


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Writing Group / The Found (This is a Fan Fiction...)
« on: October 06, 2007, 06:17:08 AM »
Okay, so here I am.  About to post a fan fiction and I find my self a bit nervous....or at least I think that's what it is.  It could just be be that my literary paranoia is just now kicking in, or maybe I'm just not used to writing in this series.  I've made the first two chapters of a Mistborn related story.  However, they down on paper, so I'll have to type them.  *head hurts*  So here it is.  A series of stories compacted into one title. 

The Found
By Mike P.

Story One: Part One

The figure in the middle of the room sank to his knees.  He panted, his lungs felt empty.  If he wasn't burning pewter, he probably wouldn't have had enough strength to stay conscious.   The boy in the center of the large stone chamber looked at the large creatures laying on the floor around him.  They were each impaled or decapitated, their blue-ish skin were covered in blood.  The boy in the center of the room flared pewter, stumbling drunkenly to his feet.  There was no way out.  He'd killed the Koloss in this room, but he knew that they were going to come back, and in greater number.  He walked over to the corpse of a woman wearing a blue dress, though it was hard to tell, it was drenched in blood.  There was a vile of metal in a bag next to the woman and the boy took it.  He uncorked it and drank it, his throat burned from it.  He kept burning pewter, and then walked around the room.  There was nothing that could help him here.  This vile of metal would only last him about two hours and at the rate he was burning pewter, it may not even last him that long. 

The room around him was dark, and even when burning tin it was hard to see where he was going.  He banged on the door;  it was metallic.  He burned steel and Pushed on the door.  It didn't budge, it must have been heavily fortified to keep even allomancer inside this room.  He flared it as hard as he could, the door creaked and began to bend outward.  He felt his reserve of Steel vanishing, but it was working.  The door's hinges popped out of the sockets and then the door fell down.  He was out of Steel, but at least he had a way out.  He walked out of the room, giving it one last glance. 

"So many people died, all because of me."  He continued to walk, the door had led to a corridor made out of a green and black metal that resembled marble mixed with steel.  The green metal seemed to glow when he burned tin, even though it didn't emit any light.  He looked down at the floor and found a small bit of the green metal, it must have been torn off when the koloss came this way.  He put it in his pocket and then went on.   He felt his pewter reserve running low.  He simmered it in his system.  It would last him longer this way, but he could now faintly feel the cuts on his arms and legs.  He could also feel the fractured rib in his side, though it just felt like a small sting at the moment.  He winced at the increase in pain.  He looked forward and saw a light at the end of the corridor.  He ran, he hoped it was the way out of this place.  He was already thinking about what he was going to do after he left this prison.    He had pictures of himself kissing the probably damp earth on the outside.  Then after wards he probably would run around in the mists.  As he approached the end of the tunnel,  He came out into a white room.  The room was a coliseum.   The roof was so high it was concealed by a veil of shadows.  He got an eerie feeling in this room, however, he could see or hear no one in the area.  Suddenly there was a loud Bang!  He looked back the way he'd come in and there was now a solid stone wall in the way.  This was bad. 

((More to be Added and to be edited.))

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Suggestions Box / The Writing Group Section
« on: October 06, 2007, 04:08:36 AM »
From first glance it looks rather cluttered.  I was wondering if it would be a good idea, to make a section for stories and non-stories.  True it's not to difficult to search for the thread you wish to view, but it's just an idea.

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