The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[NameIess]

Curiosity takes the paper, and Whimsy hands Arranis a box wrapped in chains with sixteen separate locks, along with sixteen keys. "All right. As soon as Whimsy gets the Development-Radiation shield set up to shield us from you, you can open up the box and draw the Plotblade."

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis almost shaking with excitement, he was getting a plot blade, and by the sounds of it a powerful one, as he waited for the probably unnecessary shields, he swore he could hear a purring from the box.

[NameIess]

Curiosity felt a slight tinge of guilt as she hunkered down behind the shield and gave Arranis a thumbs-up. The guilt was quickly covered up by her trademark curiosity, however, and she pulled out a camera to take pictures of whatever Arranis turned into.

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis started slowly undoing the locks, with a excitement he was trying to hide, what would happen, what would it feel like, and when he undid the last lock, he looked upon a graceful blade, seemingly made of an inhuman material, and as he reaches to grab it....

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What should happen @Nameless* when he draws it?

 

[NameIess]

6 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

Arranis started slowly undoing the locks, with a excitement he was trying to hide, what would happen, what would it feel like, and when he undid the last lock, he looked upon a graceful blade, seemingly made of an inhuman material, and as he reaches to grab it....

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Intense character development of course!

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

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Like what, get magical powers or changes appearance or something...

 

[NameIess]

5 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

 

All of the above, and more!

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

As Arranis grabbed the sword, a powerful wave of force pushed through his body, and he swore his body became malleable like goo, the sword seemed to purr, maybe finding someone who could withstand it's power. Moulding his body, Arranis had a clear picture of what he wanted, and all of a sudden, glorious wings sprouted from his back, and his muscles increased in size. Many other things tried to form across his body, for some reason tentacles wanted to sprout from his stomach, and forced them back, leaving a somewhat changed Arranis, who decided he also wanted to glow. 

 

He looked at the sword in his hand and dismissed it, with it seeming to melt into non existence for the time being, and turned to look at the people who had given him the sword. 

 

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This Ok @Nameless*

 

Edited August 23, 2023 by Scars of Hathsin

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

As Arranis grabbed the sword, a powerful wave of force pushed through his body, and he swore his body became malleable like goo, the sword seemed to purr, maybe finding someone who could withstand it's power. Moulding his body, Arranis had a clear picture of what he wanted, and all of a sudden, glorious wings sprouted from his back, and his muscles increased in size. Many other things tried to form across his body, for some reason tentacles wanted to sprout from his stomach, and forced them back, leaving a somewhat changed Arranis, who decided he also wanted to glow. 

 

He looked at the sword in his hand and dismissed it, with it seeming to melt into non existence for the time being, and turned to look at the people who had given him the sword. 

Curiosity dropped her camera in shock. "Y-you controlled it?! That's incredible! And terrifying. Storms. Please don't give me a conscience."

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis turned towards the person, WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CONTROLLED IT?, COULD IT HAVE GONE WRONG?

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Can the Plot Blade change other characters or just the person holding it @Nameless*

 

[Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ]

Falvan again looked with horror. His only other person he related to bow was some sort of super-being. What do I do and what have I gotten into he thought. And I got to get me one of these!

[NameIess]

6 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

Arranis turned towards the person, WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CONTROLLED IT?, COULD IT HAVE GONE WRONG?

"Er, didn't you read the waiver?"

With enough practice, he could change other people. It would work best if they were willing to change, and of course whenever he used the Blade he'd have to constantly fight to keep it from changing him.

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

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Yep

Arranis turned towards the other person he had just been talking too @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ, are you willing to be changed?

[Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ]

Falvan looked up. Changed. That seemed in this case something malicious. But he was tired of being useless. “Yes.”

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis sympathised with the guy, and with his permission prepared to change him, "What do you want changed, he asks, and I will attempt them" and then starts summoning his plot blade, which seeped into existence, seemingly out of nowhere, from slivers then came the sword. The force tried to intrude on his mind, jjust trying to change things, evolve things. And he awaits the response of his friend.. @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ

[Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ]

“I want…” What did he want? “I want to be able to fly. And I want to be fast. And fight well!” 

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis pictured those things combined together in his head, and they came up with an idea, concentrating on it, he tries to coerce his will, past his friends will, so he would be able to change them, and as he succeeds, his friend, suddenly sprouts white dove like wings from their back, and their muscles tighten, and bulge, with new found power, and a small but noticeable glowing ring, settles above their head. Alongside this he changes their mood a bit, to make them more optimistic. Then retreats, What about now? 

[Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ]

“I feel dizzy.” Falvan said. Then he fainted.

[Immortal Platypus]

3 hours ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

THaidakar shrugged, lying down and going to sleep promptly.

Meanwhile, Shadow lay on the ground, darkness bleeding into his pale skin, turning it ashen black. A tar-like substance began seeping out of every pore as he began to continue shaking. He stood upright, his eyes pure white, "THERE WILL COME A DAY WHEN THE SKY WILL BE BLACK AS NIGHT. IMPOSSIBLE CHOICE VS IMPOSSIBLE CHOICE. HEROES SHALL BE PLAGUED BY EVIL ON ALL FRONTS. THE SWORD REMADE, THE CHOSEN WARRIOR, THE DARKEST NIGHT, THE IMPOSSIBLE CHOICE, THE BATTLE FOR WHAT IS HELD MOST HIGH. VENGEANCE SHALL BE TAKEN. VENGEANCE SHALL BRING CALAMITY TO ITS ENEMIES. THAT WHICH WAS GONE WILL RETURN WHEN NOONE IS LOOKING FOR IT. THE CREATOR OF GEMS SHALL BE KILLED BY ONE THEY CALLED FAMILY AND ONE THEY CALLED FRIEND LONG AGO. THIS PROPHECY I BRING TO YOU, I, NARRATOR OF SHADOWS, ORACLE OF THE DARKNESS." The words echoed throughout TLT, pronouncing the future. And Shadow fell to the ground, closing his eyes, shaking. He smiled softly, whispering hoarsely, "Feanor doesn't... doesn't know... the death of us all lies on a thread..." He died then, his body turning into a shadow lying on the ground permanently in the shape of himself.

Platypus walks over to Thaidakar and enters his mind with a sliver of Narration. He is there just long enough to inform him that Shadow died and that he has important information when he wakes up. Then he walks a short distance and starts trying to figure out the prophecy without freaking out.

"Well the sword remade is probably all the Plotblades combining. Impossible choices are common, and heroes are almost always plagued by evil. The chosen warrior... could that be the Adventurer, back from the dead somehow? Weirder things have happened. Plot maybe? The darkest night seems to match the Day of Black Sky... could that mean the Witherlord escapes? No, the Ennullers wouldn't allow that. Impossible choice, already saw that. The battle for what is held most high... TLT? Plotblades? Vengeance being taken could mean Feanor takes my Blade... or it could mean vengeance, not the sword. Does it mean Vengeance's current enemies or it's enemies after it maybe gets taken? That which was gone... Plot has been gone for a while. Nameless? No one has been looking for him. The adventurer? Maybe. Hacob? No, he wasn't gone. Who created gems... Reasoning, do you know? And who were their chosen family and their friends. They're obviously old... I can't help but think this is true. Shadow doesn't seem to have a reason to lie, and he does claim to be an oracle. And that death part sounds... ominous, deadly."

Edited August 23, 2023 by Being of Cacophony

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

24 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

Platypus walks over to Thaidakar and enters his mind with a sliver of Narration. He is there just long enough to inform him that Shadow died and that he has important information when he wakes up. Then he walks a short distance and starts trying to figure out the prophecy without freaking out.

"Well the sword remade is probably all the Plotblades combining. Impossible choices are common, and heroes are almost always plagued by evil. The chosen warrior... could that be the Adventurer, back from the dead somehow? Weirder things have happened. Plot maybe? The darkest night seems to match the Day of Black Sky... could that mean the Witherlord escapes? No, the Ennullers wouldn't allow that. Impossible choice, already saw that. The battle for what is held most high... TLT? Plotblades? Vengeance being taken could mean Feanor takes my Blade... or it could mean vengeance, not the sword. Does it mean Vengeance's current enemies or it's enemies after it maybe gets taken? That which was gone... Plot has been gone for a while. Nameless? No one has been looking for him. The adventurer? Maybe. Hacob? No, he wasn't gone. Who created gems... Reasoning, do you know? And who were their chosen family and their friends. They're obviously old... I can't help but think this is true. Shadow doesn't seem to have a reason to lie, and he does claim to be an oracle. And that death part sounds... ominous, deadly."

THaidakar nods in his sleep, acknowledging the info given him.

Micheal runs his hands through his brown hair, joining Platypus, "Another prophesy... blasted things. Can I help you solve it?

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis runs over, trying to stop his friend from falling, and grabs him before he hits the ground. So what are we going to do now he asks the assembly in the area.

[Aeoryi she/her]

4 hours ago, Nameless* said:

Curiosity takes the paper, and Whimsy hands Arranis a box wrapped in chains with sixteen separate locks, along with sixteen keys. "All right. As soon as Whimsy gets the Development-Radiation shield set up to shield us from you, you can open up the box and draw the Plotblade."

"This is unholy! Top much plotblades in one area! Blasphemous! The kraD eno will reign down upon us! Hide, run, but do not fight!" Rirrom screamed, but did nothing, since he was only a side character 

[Immortal Platypus]

54 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

THaidakar nods in his sleep, acknowledging the info given him.

Micheal runs his hands through his brown hair, joining Platypus, "Another prophesy... blasted things. Can I help you solve it?

"I can use all the help I can get." Platypus sighed. "I thought after some of the stuff TLT would go back to it's normal TLTness. But noooo, ever since I got Plot killed I've been trapped in it. I think he's mocking me from the grave."

[Aeoryi she/her]

Just now, Being of Cacophony said:

"I can use all the help I can get." Platypus sighed. "I thought after some of the stuff TLT would go back to it's normal TLTness. But noooo, ever since I got Plot killed I've been trapped in it. I think he's mocking me from the grave."

"Yeah, platypus, you might want to leave. You will not win here "

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

12 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"I can use all the help I can get." Platypus sighed. "I thought after some of the stuff TLT would go back to it's normal TLTness. But noooo, ever since I got Plot killed I've been trapped in it. I think he's mocking me from the grave."

"It won't ever really be the same, Platypus," Micheal said, sitting down on the blades of grass, "No, not really. It may have a semblance of the normalcy of TLT, but it won't be what it was. Won't ever be, I think. Especially for those of us who've lost people to the endless wars, the endless battles, the endless conflict... Why can't it all end? Why can't there be an ending to the madness that is life here?" Micheal sighed, rubbing his knee, "The story moves on and so does everyone. Everyone except for the few of us who still remember catastrophe... Some of us are haunted by it until we can't sleep at night. Some of us don't see the point anymore. The world is a cruel place, my friend..." 

Micheal stared out into the sunset, his thoughts drifting to Lindy. "I miss you... I wish you were here," he whispered, "You would know what to do, what to say, where to go. I should've been the one to die, not you. You're how the thread needs, not me. I want you back, my love..."