The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Ryss froze. The creature had died, but it had taken his narration first. And with it… his connection to the world? He moved his hand and it left behind hundreds of multicolored afterimages. He could still feel his connection with his author, like a gigantic weight pressing on his brain. Except… it was permeable, in a way. He pushed on it, and felt something like a tilting scale. His eyes glowed black and… yes! There it was! He shoved on the weight. Hard. There was a blinding flash of light, and Ryss disappeared.

A person stood in his place. His hands were poised as if to type something down. He looked up quickly, and took in the crazy world of TLT. “Oh no…” he said.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

17 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Ryss froze. The creature had died, but it had taken his narration first. And with it… his connection to the world? He moved his hand and it left behind hundreds of multicolored afterimages. He could still feel his connection with his author, like a gigantic weight pressing on his brain. Except… it was permeable, in a way. He pushed on it, and felt something like a tilting scale. His eyes glowed black and… yes! There it was! He shoved on the weight. Hard. There was a blinding flash of light, and Ryss disappeared.

A person stood in his place. His hands were poised as if to type something down. He looked up quickly, and took in the crazy world of TLT. “Oh no…” he said.

ima just say, that's some fun storytelling

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

3 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

ima just say, that's some fun storytelling

I agree, that is amazing storytelling. 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Thank you so much!

Edited August 23, 2023 by Ancient Elantrian

[NameIess]

26 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

The spirit laughed supernaturally, wrapping around Unintelligible and starting to seep away his very being.

Unintelligible cursed, fighting his way out of the pile of characters that he'd gotten buried under and struggling to shake off the spirit.  Spotting Arranis, he waved in desperation "Hey, Arranis! I could use a hand! Can your sword make me resistant to spirits or something?"

@Scars of Hathsin

[Immortal Platypus]

2 hours ago, Nameless* said:

"Harder than you think. And I'm more than 1/10 of myself, after an encounter with a Plotblade."

"I'd love to debate how easy it would be to kill you later. In the meantime, DUCK!"

38 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

The spirit laughed supernaturally, wrapping around Unintelligible and starting to seep away his very being.

Another spirit was coming to Platypus, ready to eat him.

After shouting at Curiosity to duck, Platypus throws his Narrationblade straight through this spirit. It slices and kills the spirit, then continues on in the direction of Rond. He summons Vengeance and runs towards Rond, following his Blade.

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis, yelled back, Ummm... It seems spirits are unchangeable, and people affected by spirits are resistant, but I could try to make you resistant, As he summons his sword, the force pushes at him again, seemingly stronger this time, gritting his teeth against it, he attempts to change Unintelligible, but nothing happens, and instead goes in swinging the sword, in combination with his spren blade

[NameIess]

6 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"I'd love to debate how easy it would be to kill you later. In the meantime, DUCK!"

After shouting at Curiosity to duck, Platypus throws his Narrationblade straight through this spirit. It slices and kills the spirit, then continues on in the direction of Rond. He summons Vengeance and runs towards Rond, following his Blade.

Curiosity ducks the Narrationblade, then pulls her Plotblade out and uses it to cut down a few spirits that try to get in Platypus's way.

Unintelligible cursed some more, feeling an unnatural lethargy as the spirit continued draining his soul. "Can anyone help me? This storming thing's intangible!"

 

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

8 minutes ago, Nameless* said:

Unintelligible cursed, fighting his way out of the pile of characters that he'd gotten buried under and struggling to shake off the spirit.  Spotting Arranis, he waved in desperation "Hey, Arranis! I could use a hand! Can your sword make me resistant to spirits or something?"

@Scars of Hathsin

Rond sends five more spirits with a motion and click of his button towards Unintelligible, Arranis and Curiosity.

@Scars of Hathsin

8 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"I'd love to debate how easy it would be to kill you later. In the meantime, DUCK!"

After shouting at Curiosity to duck, Platypus throws his Narrationblade straight through this spirit. It slices and kills the spirit, then continues on in the direction of Rond. He summons Vengeance and runs towards Rond, following his Blade.

Rond raised his left hand, a device wrapped around it, and flexed his fingers. Platypus froze, blade brushing Rond's short blond hair. "Well, isn't this fun?" Rond said, his labcoat swishing. He brought the spirits towards Platypus, letting them begin feasting on his soul. Platypus could probably escape with powerful Narration or if someone else freed him, but it would take a good bit of energy to do so.

[Immortal Platypus]

2 minutes ago, Nameless* said:

Curiosity ducks the Narrationblade, then pulls her Plotblade out and uses it to cut down a few spirits that try to get in Platypus's way.

Unintelligible cursed some more, feeling an unnatural lethargy as the spirit continued draining his soul. "Can anyone help me? This storming thing's intangible!"

 

"Whimsy!" Platypus yelled. "Go help Unintelligible!"

1 minute ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

Rond sends five more spirits with a motion and click of his button towards Unintelligible, Arranis and Curiosity.

@Scars of Hathsin

Rond raised his left hand, a device wrapped around it, and flexed his fingers. Platypus froze, blade brushing Rond's short blond hair. "Well, isn't this fun?" Rond said, his labcoat swishing. He brought the spirits towards Platypus, letting them begin feasting on his soul. Platypus could probably escape with powerful Narration or if someone else freed him, but it would take a good bit of energy to do so.

Platypus gritted his teeth. "You forgot one thing," he forced out. "Look up."

[NameIess]

2 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

Rond sends five more spirits with a motion and click of his button towards Unintelligible, Arranis and Curiosity.

@Scars of Hathsin

Rond raised his left hand, a device wrapped around it, and flexed his fingers. Platypus froze, blade brushing Rond's short blond hair. "Well, isn't this fun?" Rond said, his labcoat swishing. He brought the spirits towards Platypus, letting them begin feasting on his soul. Platypus could probably escape with powerful Narration or if someone else freed him, but it would take a good bit of energy to do so.

Curiosity cut through the spirits facing her as she fought her way towards Platypus. "You know, playing a hero is actually quite fun!"

Just now, Being of Cacophony said:

"Whimsy!" Platypus yelled. "Go help Unintelligible!"

Whimsy reflected on Platypus' words from where she sat in the grass of the field, holding an oddly-shaped rock. "Nah. I'm busy. Let him help himself."

[Immortal Platypus]

Just now, Nameless* said:

Curiosity cut through the spirits facing her as she fought her way towards Platypus. "You know, playing a hero is actually quite fun!"

Whimsy reflected on Platypus' words from where she sat in the grass of the field, holding an oddly-shaped rock. "Nah. I'm busy. Let him help himself."

"Do you want to help me out?" Platypus started. "It is quite fun... to.. help people. You probably... don't know that... though."

Getting mad, Platypus used his Narration to send the rock Whimsy was holding into the spirits attacking Unintelligible.

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis, finally gave way for the tentacles that had wanted to come through at the starts surrendering some of his power, as the sword tried in its own way to protect him, controlling the varying body parts that came out he smacked away some of the spirits, trying to keep them away from everyone else, before chopping of one of his own tentacles, which became a copy of him, and threw it towards the person who had started this.

[NameIess]

9 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"Do you want to help me out?" Platypus started. "It is quite fun... to.. help people. You probably... don't know that... though."

Getting mad, Platypus used his Narration to send the rock Whimsy was holding into the spirits attacking Unintelligible.

Curiosity cut through the last of the spirits attacking Platypus. "Quite the novel experience, actually. As far as I remember, this is the first time any piece of me has actually fought directly! We should do it more often." the Plotblade she carried glowed brightly for a moment, and Platypus found that he could move again. "Now, let's get Ro-oh, never mind. I'm sure you can... get him.... without me." With that, she slumped to the ground and fell unconscious from exhaustion.

The rock flew straight through the spirits, although some tentacles from Arranis did disperse most of them a moment later. The one that was attacking Unintelligible remained, however, and his attempts to get it off were slowing more and more.

Edited August 24, 2023 by Nameless*

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

The person who had replaced Ryss (who Isn’t going to be named by me, for his privacy. Too bad “Nameless” is already taken) looked around at the creatures that had, for some reason, came rushing towards him. He cocked his head and then moved his fingers, writing glowing words in the air. “The creatures around him all disintegrate.” He wrote. In response a wave of power radiated outwards and disintegrated the creatures who had been feeding on him. He gasped sharply as a powerful cold spread through his body, an overwhelming feeling of emptiness. He collapsed on the ground, hand to his chest. More of the creatures began rushing towards him, and this time he didn’t do anything to stop them. He just sat there on his hands and knees, eyes wide, breathing in and out quickly.

Edited August 24, 2023 by Ancient Elantrian

[Immortal Platypus]

2 minutes ago, Nameless* said:

Curiosity cut through the last of the spirits attacking Platypus. "Quite the novel experience, actually. As far as I remember, this is the first time any piece of me has actually fought directly! We should do it more often." the Plotblade she carried glowed brightly for a moment, and Platypus found that he could move again. "Now, let's get Ro-oh, never mind. I'm sure you can... get him.... without me." With that, she slumped to the ground and fell unconscious from exhaustion.

The rock flew straight through the spirits, although some tentacles from Arranis did disperse most of them a moment later. The one that was attacking Unintelligible remained, however, and his attempts to get it off were slowing more and more.

Platypus ran past Unintelligible, Vengeance grazing his hair as he slashed through the spirit. "You really need a sword!" he called over his shoulder.

1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

The person who had replaced Ryss (who Isn’t going to be named by me, for his privacy. Too bad “Nameless” is already taken) looked around at the creatures that had, for some reason, came rushing towards him. He cocked his head and then moved his fingers, writing glowing words in the air. “The creatures around him all disintegrate.” He wrote. In response a wave of power radiated outwards and disintegrated the creatures who had been feeding on him. He gasped sharply as a powerful cold spread through his body, an overwhelming feeling of emptiness. He collapsed on the ground, hand to his chest. More of the creatures began rushing towards him.

Platypus rushed to who he suspected was Ryss' Author somehow and stood over him, fighting off the spirits.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

5 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"Whimsy!" Platypus yelled. "Go help Unintelligible!"

Platypus gritted his teeth. "You forgot one thing," he forced out. "Look up."

Rond raised his hand, without looking up, and froze whatever was up there, slamming it into the ground. "Pathetic. Anyways... have fun." Rond continued walking along.

3 minutes ago, Nameless* said:

Curiosity cut through the spirits facing her as she fought her way towards Platypus. "You know, playing a hero is actually quite fun!"

Whimsy reflected on Platypus' words from where she sat in the grass of the field, holding an oddly-shaped rock. "Nah. I'm busy. Let him help himself."

In the midst of the battlefield, spirits swirling around and fighting characters, avatars, side characters and Narrators, a tall cloaked figure appeared with a crooked smile under a vaporous hood. Feanor, the murderer, the killer, the ender of lives. Striding towards Micheal and Thaidakar, who were fighting spirits desperately, he turned slightly towards Curiosity. He raised a hand, smiling softly, "Goodbye... Stay curious in the next life!" A beam of Narration, Plot weaving and something else hit Curiosity, ripping them apart as the Brave Adventurer had been. 

time to write something fun.

Thaidakar froze, turning towards Curiosity and Feanor. "No... not again!" He jumped into the air, Narration lifting him up, power trailing along him, "DIE, FEANOR!" As he arced across the sky, power fell upon a load of the spirits, stopping them form attacking. The attack began to let up for most of them, giving them a bit more room to breath. 

The Narrator landed, power pulsing around him like turquoise flames. "Feanor. You, me, right now, swords and Narration." His Narrationblade shimmered in the light, "Fight me, now."

Feanor laughed, "Good day, sir! We shall have our fight. Good luck to you!" Feanor tipped his hood slightly in respect, "And so we begin." Feanor rushed forward, a gilded black sword shimmering in his fingers. Thaidakar countered, slapping his blade away just in time. Feanor used that to bring his sword back around to Thaidakar's back. Thaidakar Narrated a shield behind him, spinning and arcing his blade into Feanor's shoulder.

And so the game began. With each attack they countered, with each parry they launched another assault, with each stab there was a block in place already. At first, they seemed equals, toe to toe, flames, stray Narration and more flying in all directions. Sweat dripped on the ground as one began tiring and the other became more aggressive. There was a flash of light and one body knelt to the ground, groaning in pain as the other smiled triumphantly.

Thaidakar looked up at Feanor's gloating face under his hood and smiled, "You will never win... while there is still power in TLT, good will triumph! You will fall like-"

The Narrator was interrupted by a swift slash to the throat, falling to the ground completely, shimmering blood leaking out of his many wounds. Feanor put a foot on the body and said, his words echoing through the battlefield, "Another Narrator is dead. All who wish to join me, raise your fists. If you are lying, the spirits will remove your soul promptly. If not... then you shall join me in my endeavors. Now, for the rest of you who wish to keep fighting, I wish you luck. You are a noble bunch, defending what you love, but you will fail inevitably in keeping everything as you want. May your knives chip and shatter!" 

And, with that, Feanor disappeared in a burst of blue flames, spirits rushing everywhere, attacking everyone they could. 

Thaidakar's body lay on the ground, eyes open, facing upward, a sarcastic smile frozen on his face. His last words were etched into his mouth, "You will fall!" 

 

In a distant place, Spook looked up, eyes widening, "He's dead!"

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis looked shocked at what had happened, he kept remembering the light that had come out of the dead person, it had been stunning and beautiful, as he kept fighting the spirits, he swore with each touch of a spirit on a part seemed to take something from along an invisible line between him and a being of immense power, and control. 

[Immortal Platypus]

13 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

Rond raised his hand, without looking up, and froze whatever was up there, slamming it into the ground. "Pathetic. Anyways... have fun." Rond continued walking along.

In the midst of the battlefield, spirits swirling around and fighting characters, avatars, side characters and Narrators, a tall cloaked figure appeared with a crooked smile under a vaporous hood. Feanor, the murderer, the killer, the ender of lives. Striding towards Micheal and Thaidakar, who were fighting spirits desperately, he turned slightly towards Curiosity. He raised a hand, smiling softly, "Goodbye... Stay curious in the next life!" A beam of Narration, Plot weaving and something else hit Curiosity, ripping them apart as the Brave Adventurer had been. 

time to write something fun.

Thaidakar froze, turning towards Curiosity and Feanor. "No... not again!" He jumped into the air, Narration lifting him up, power trailing along him, "DIE, FEANOR!" As he arced across the sky, power fell upon a load of the spirits, stopping them form attacking. The attack began to let up for most of them, giving them a bit more room to breath. 

The Narrator landed, power pulsing around him like turquoise flames. "Feanor. You, me, right now, swords and Narration." His Narrationblade shimmered in the light, "Fight me, now."

Feanor laughed, "Good day, sir! We shall have our fight. Good luck to you!" Feanor tipped his hood slightly in respect, "And so we begin." Feanor rushed forward, a gilded black sword shimmering in his fingers. Thaidakar countered, slapping his blade away just in time. Feanor used that to bring his sword back around to Thaidakar's back. Thaidakar Narrated a shield behind him, spinning and arcing his blade into Feanor's shoulder.

And so the game began. With each attack they countered, with each parry they launched another assault, with each stab there was a block in place already. At first, they seemed equals, toe to toe, flames, stray Narration and more flying in all directions. Sweat dripped on the ground as one began tiring and the other became more aggressive. There was a flash of light and one body knelt to the ground, groaning in pain as the other smiled triumphantly.

Thaidakar looked up at Feanor's gloating face under his hood and smiled, "You will never win... while there is still power in TLT, good will triumph! You will fall like-"

The Narrator was interrupted by a swift slash to the throat, falling to the ground completely, shimmering blood leaking out of his many wounds. Feanor put a foot on the body and said, his words echoing through the battlefield, "Another Narrator is dead. All who wish to join me, raise your fists. If you are lying, the spirits will remove your soul promptly. If not... then you shall join me in my endeavors. Now, for the rest of you who wish to keep fighting, I wish you luck. You are a noble bunch, defending what you love, but you will fail inevitably in keeping everything as you want. May your knives chip and shatter!" 

And, with that, Feanor disappeared in a burst of blue flames, spirits rushing everywhere, attacking everyone they could. 

Thaidakar's body lay on the ground, eyes open, facing upward, a sarcastic smile frozen on his face. His last words were etched into his mouth, "You will fall!" 

 

In a distant place, Spook looked up, eyes widening, "He's dead!"

um... there wasn't actually anything above him. But... 

As Rond walked away, he felt a searing pain across his calves. Falling to the ground, he sees Platypus' Narrationblade fading and reforming in his hand. He grinned sardonically, then he rushed to where Thaidakar had fallen, fighting off spirits while looking at the corpse.

Time for some fun of my own 

Realizing Thaidakar was dead, Vengeance began to glow in his hand. Platypus disappeared, then started appearing everywhere at once. Slashing and stabbing furiously he spun through the battlefield, Blades in hand. He vanquished spirit after spirit, their wails echoing as he mercilessly dispatched them. Finally, he arrived where Rond was hamstrung on the ground.

"Hello good sir. Are you ready to die?" he asked, he and his Blades both glowing and pulsing with power.

if you are ok with rond dying, I'm happy to kill him. If not, I have a back-up plan. 

Edited August 24, 2023 by Being of Cacophony

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

DUDE. All of this stuff that just happened is EPIC. 

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

After the vanquishing of the spirits, Arranis tried to dismiss his own plot blade, that seemed somewhat content on what had happened, from all the development that had happened, changing his own form back to normal, he dismissed it into what was now a slightly shimmering gold slivers in the air, and watches the showdown between the creature, and the person with the other plot blade. 

 

I know, and so much people died, as well.

I

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1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

DUDE. All of this stuff that just happened is EPIC. 

Edited August 24, 2023 by Scars of Hathsin

[Immortal Platypus]

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

DUDE. All of this stuff that just happened is EPIC. 

yeah, Thaidakar is a great writer. If you were talking about me too, thanks. 

Edited August 24, 2023 by Being of Cacophony

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

I was talking about both of you. Those last few posts were amazing!

[Immortal Platypus]

3 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

I was talking about both of you. Those last few posts were amazing!

Thanks! I love Vengeance, it's the most focused Plotblade and thus the most powerful, and I get a lot of chances to use it. Also, @Thaidakar the Ghostblood, is Curiosity dead or did Thaidakar stop Feanor in time?

Edited August 24, 2023 by Being of Cacophony

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

7 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

I was talking about both of you. Those last few posts were amazing!

9 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

After the vanquishing of the spirits, Arranis tried to dismiss his own plot blade, that seemed somewhat content on what had happened, from all the development that had happened, changing his own form back to normal, he dismissed it into what was now a slightly shimmering gold slivers in the air, and watches the showdown between the creature, and the person with the other plot blade. 

 

I know, and so much people died, as well.

I

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8 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

yeah, Thaidakar is a great writer. If you were talking about me too, thanks. 

you aint seen nothing yet...

If you wanna see more of my writing, check my thing in the Creator's corner. I got some good stuff there, though I should update it sometime...

Also, Thaidakar wasn't using a plot blade.

12 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

um... there wasn't actually anything above him. But... 

As Rond walked away, he felt a searing pain across his calves. Falling to the ground, he sees Platypus' Narrationblade fading and reforming in his hand. He grinned sardonically, then he rushed to where Thaidakar had fallen, fighting off spirits while looking at the corpse.

12 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

Realizing Thaidakar was dead, Vengeance began to glow in his hand. Platypus disappeared, then started appearing everywhere at once. Slashing and stabbing furiously he spun through the battlefield, Blades in hand. He vanquished spirit after spirit, their wails echoing as he mercilessly dispatched them. Finally, he arrived where Rond was hamstrung on the ground.

"Hello good sir. Are you ready to die?" he asked, he and his Blades both glowing and pulsing with power.

 

Rond laughed on the ground, "Kill me! I've come back! I've been cloned time and time again! None of us can die here! Not really!" His laugh turned insane as he watched the madness around him. 

When Platypus arrived, spirits swarmed closer, attacking Platypus. "No... I am not ready to die, my friend, oh no..." He flipped a switch on his device, turning it to the ground and using it to float in the air, intent flowing into the technology. "Tell me, Platypus, what do you think Death looks like?"

You can kill him... if you can. We'll see...

For what you asked about Curiosity in the other post that I wasn't able to put here, it depends on what nameless says. I want Curiosity dead, but it's Nameless's character.

EDIT: just realized when I reread it that you were asking if Thaidakar stopped him in time. That would be a no. But who knows what Nameless will say.

Edited August 24, 2023 by Thaidakar the Ghostblood