I don’t have any Fig Newtons, but here, have a peanut butter oatmeal chocolate chip cookie. All of you. passes out cookies
Kat – you’re sensational, but that’s just too many flavors. If you’ve got any more of the ice cream, though …
Well, then, more for me, I guess.
passes twickster another bowl of peppermint ice cream
I hereby award the game win to the partygoers.
You can feel free to say what your quirks were now.
Twickster, nobody got yours, none to my surprise. 
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Pedescribe, Santo, what were yours?
Sorry, hosts, I meant to post some much more obvious ones, but it completely slipped my mind. My quirk was that I had to mention an aspect of energetic materials [i.e. explosives, pyrotechnics, etc.] in every post.
This one was true, by the way. Which reminds me, I should call to find out when I start. 
This one is pretty self explanatory, no bolding needed.
I do have a Charger, but I didn’t really ride in a Mach 1.
Rocket propellant and propelling projectiles.
Santo, honey, you are da bomb!
Santo, I was thinking something along those lines, but I couldn’t figure out how to phrase the quirk. And I never would have gotten Twickster’s.
Well–I just, ah, um…I’m a bit…er…hesitant.
You almost got it though–you just named the wrong person.
Oh – you were dashes and ellipses? How funny – that’s how I write naturally…