Trends Change Every Day

Out: Glowing weak spots
In: A mysterious person with one glove

But Who Invented Puppetry?

"I never had the chance to visit Altitharma Shrine before, so I decided this was the time. I walked the road for miles until it came to Hersa Bridge, which is where I am right now."
"Traveler, the story of the bridge is this, and I was there when all this happened, in those days when . . . when . . . Oh come on!" The puppeteer seized his creation and hurled it to the ground, then scurried over and checked for damage. "Don't break! I don't have time for you to break!"
"Trying to establish an image as a temperamental artist, huh?"
"Oh, uh, I, no, it's because . . ." Fargen straightened up when he realized Otor and Skjord had seen his embarrassing performance. "It's all the headman's fault anyway. He told me to perform 'The Apparition on Hersa Bridge' at the next festival. It has too many parts! I can't memorize all the lines, and actions, and touch up enough puppets beforehand."
"Sounds terrible. Almost as hard as real work." Skjord flexed his arms built by real work.
"Does the headman look over your shoulder while you're really working? It would be one thing if you were like the lumberjack character, who . . . wait." Fargen looked at Skjord, and Otor again, and then Skjord, then Otor.
"Yes?"
"What if . . . you two took the place of two of my puppets? Then I wouldn't have to learn as many parts."
"Huh?"
And that was how plays were invented. Good luck proving that story false.
Finis

Bandwagoning

I have no idea if the Exos Heroes is actually terrible, but let's all enjoy the spectacle and pretend like we know something. Ahem. How about that Exos Heroes revamp, right, fellas?

Happy Thanksgiving

A late message? Yes. Fashionably late.

Addendum

Would the Forsaken have glowing weak spots? Need you even ask?

As Long As We're Changing Stuff

All the Forsaken should be killed by Rand during shoot-'em-up sections where he rides a dragon. They can reuse the dragon-calling segment each time it happens.

Adaptation Q&A

Q. Why did you leave out important scenes from the source material?
A. Time constraints demand that we make cuts. You don't expect us to cram the whole thing in, do you?
Q. Why did you introduce subplots not in the source material?
A. We had to have something happen, since we cut all that stuff.
Q. Why did you change dialogue to something that takes the same amount of time to say?
A. We received a lot of feedback from people who as far as you know are fans just like you even though they insult fans every chance they get that their wives or girlfriends who don't read fantasy, which they all have for some reason, prefer the new version despite having no familiarity with the old version by their own admission.
Q. I've seen that and a couple other arguments so often, I'm starting to think maybe your marketing department paid people to say them.
A. Moderators! Ban this rabble-rouser.

The Implications of Widespread Magic

Magister Thorne consulted the thaumaturgical chronometer on his desk. It would not do to be tardy, but hastiness would be just as impolite while reeking of desperation. There was no need to be desperate. All potential stumbling blocks had been removed. He tapped the swirling orb next to the chronometer, concentrated on the person he wanted to reach and leaned back in his chair.
"Oh, hey, is that you . . . Thorne? It's . . . hear from . . . fine day . . . dinner still . . . this evening?"
"There seems to be a problem with our connection, Lord Haverstash. Are you very far out?"
"No, no, I'm right . . . stopped by . . . wash . . . charming student body . . ."
"Well, that's good to hear, Lord Haverstash. Lord Haverstash? Are you there?" Thorne cursed and dashed out of his office.
"Sir, I thought you might like to know . . ."
"No time, Miss Arhod."
"But I really think . . ."
"No time!" Magister Thorne walked out of the administration building and looked around. "What's going over there?" There was a crowd just past the campus, and laughing, and water everywhere.
Miss Arhod caught up. "That's what I was trying to tell you, Magister. You might want to tell Lord Haverstash to take a different road, since a Bikini Golem Wash was approved on Orange Street."
"A what? Wait. Who requested this approval?"
"Um, let me see, House Wiffledimp?"
"No!" He ran forward waving his hands and yelling for everyone to pack up and vacate the street, but nobody listened.
"Ah, there you are, Magister! You didn't have to come meet me, but any excuse is a good one, eh?" Lord Haverstash winked. "There's no need for a formal discussion anyway. I've decided my son and heir will be attending this university, and joining House Wiffledimp specifically!"
"Nooooooooooooooooooo!"
Finis

A Moment of Silence for Red 5

You were with us all too briefly, you majestic prince.

The Problematic Nature of Wheel of Time's TV Adaptation as of Episode 1

The erasure of Toms continues.