The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

2 minutes ago, Sequence said:

"Are you the real Thaidakar?" Everyone asked.

"Yes."

2 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

"It didn't work very well," whispered the pedestal. "He kinda became a villain for a long time and is also kinda the reason Darkness is alive."

"Oh, and also killed Nameless."

"Hey," Thaidakar said, hands on his hips, "It was the cost effective way. Do you know how much you have to pay in registration to become a hero after dying several times? Besides, I was restricted in what I could do thanks to stupid plot weaves."

[Immortal Platypus]

Just now, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

"Yes."

"Hey," Thaidakar said, hands on his hips, "It was the cost effective way. Do you know how much you have to pay in registration to become a hero after dying several times? Besides, I was restricted in what I could do thanks to stupid plot weaves."

"You could've talked to the guy who learned how to weave plot to fit his purposes. Actually, I think he learned that fighting you. Yeah, I guess. But your villain registration was cheaper? I thought their prices had gone up with the death of Nameless, a powerful hero, and then more with Darkness ariving. I just checked a few days ago and their prices were up 15% from before the death."

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

6 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

"It didn't work very well," whispered the pedestal. "He kinda became a villain for a long time and is also kinda the reason Darkness is alive."

"Oh, and also killed Nameless."

EDIT: They added a "typing" signal in the recently browsing section! It's when they're italicized. 

"Ouchie."

3 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"We did! Who do you think told us about the juice in the first place?"

"GET A BETTER DOCTOR!"

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

Just now, Immortal Platypus said:

"You could've talked to the guy who learned how to weave plot to fit his purposes. Actually, I think he learned that fighting you. Yeah, I guess. But your villain registration was cheaper? I thought their prices had gone up with the death of Nameless, a powerful hero, and then more with Darkness ariving. I just checked a few days ago and their prices were up 15% from before the death."

"Yeah, but that was before all that. Nearly every hero slot was full, and the others were at the highest price they'd been at since I did what the once author is doing. 'Sides," Thaid said, "I had a villain spot reserved forever. My author had me do it cause there was gonna be this whole thing with another dude, but like he evaporated into the plot threads."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

3 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

"Yes."

"Huh! How many times have you died and returned at this point?" They summoned their new sword, Inversion, and spun it in their hands idly.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

Just now, Sequence said:

"Huh! How many times have you died and returned at this point?" They summoned their new sword, Inversion, and spun it in their hands idly.

"Wellll, I'm still dead, I'm just contacting y'all using those god-like narration powers that I borrowed from that one dude named Guy the guy, the third of his name. He hasn't been introduced to the main story yet."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

1 minute ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

"Wellll, I'm still dead, I'm just contacting y'all using those god-like narration powers that I borrowed from that one dude named Guy the guy, the third of his name. He hasn't been introduced to the main story yet."

Everyone nodded. "Makes sense."

Sequence appeared, as she does. "Hi Thaid! Everyone isn't bothering you, are they? They've been awfully annoying recently." She glared at Everyone, who grinned and flipped their sword around some more.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

1 minute ago, Sequence said:

Everyone nodded. "Makes sense."

Sequence appeared, as she does. "Hi Thaid! Everyone isn't bothering you, are they? They've been awfully annoying recently." She glared at Everyone, who grinned and flipped their sword around some more.

"Eh, everyone and Everyone can be annoying at some point, but not rn really."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

9 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

"Eh, everyone and Everyone can be annoying at some point, but not rn really."

Everyone smiled wide, baring sharp teeth. "I could always change that."

Sequence hit them on the shoulder, giving them a sour look.

[Immortal Platypus]

32 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

"Yeah, but that was before all that. Nearly every hero slot was full, and the others were at the highest price they'd been at since I did what the once author is doing. 'Sides," Thaid said, "I had a villain spot reserved forever. My author had me do it cause there was gonna be this whole thing with another dude, but like he evaporated into the plot threads."

"Ah. I've been looking into it, but I can't afford it. What's a simple pedestal to do? Do you know anyone or anything that could give me a leg up?"

[Lunamor she/her]

4 hours ago, NameIess said:

“I already said I won’t listen to your lies. Although I am impressed you can tell them well enough to fool my cryptic.”

“Is that a… Horneater? You know, Root is really bad for you.

“Eh. Horneaters, we can handle drinks that lowlanders cannot.”

Edited May 13, 2024 by Lunamor

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

40 minutes ago, Sequence said:

Everyone smiled wide, baring sharp teeth. "I could always change that."

Sequence hit them on the shoulder, giving them a sour look.

"I would prefer not."

22 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

"Ah. I've been looking into it, but I can't afford it. What's a simple pedestal to do? Do you know anyone or anything that could give me a leg up?"

"Darkness or Desolation might be a good start."

1 minute ago, Lunamor said:

“Eh. Horneaters, we can handle drinks that lowlanders cannot.”

Thaid raised his jar of Root, "I like this one."

[Immortal Platypus]

13 minutes ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

"Darkness or Desolation might be a good start."

"Yeah, but I don't want to work for them. I want to be my own man- er, pedestal."

[NameIess]

10 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

"GET A BETTER DOCTOR!"

"There is no better doctor! This guy's a specialist in magical potions. A full half of his patients survive!"

--

It was storming quite fiercely when the doctor galloped  into town, riding on a stolen horse. His breath came in quick gasps as he leapt off of his horse, cradling the dose of The Real Nameless Juice in his arms. He ran towards a home on the edge of town and hammered on the door, lightning crackling in the distance. 

A bedraggled man in a doctor's white coat opened the door, then blinked in surprise. "Larid? I haven't seen you since you dropped out of school to apprentice under that herbalist."

Larid the doctor pushed past his old acquaintance, looking around the room frantically. "Is the girl still alive? Where is she?"

"The girl? She's still hanging on, although barely. I have her in the back room." The man in the white coat grabbed Larid's arm. "Why are you here?"

Larid pulled free, walking quickly over to the back room. "There's no time. The juice has become unstable. It's decaying at an exponential rate and will soon be utterly useless."

"The... the juice? Larid, I hope you're not going to try some crackpot 'magic' medicine. This girl is sick, and her condition is highly unst-"

Larid stepped into the back room and slammed the door, cutting off his old friend's words midsentence. He held the doorknob for a few moments, whispering a spell to seal the door, then hurried to the bedside of the child. 

Barioth's granddaughter was deathly pale, barely breathing as she lay motionless upon the bed. Larid hurriedly began preparing the Real Nameless juice, praying that there was still enough left to be potent. By the Authors, I hope that this works. For Barioth's sake, I do.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

25 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"There is no better doctor! This guy's a specialist in magical potions. A full half of his patients survive!"

--

It was storming quite fiercely when the doctor galloped  into town, riding on a stolen horse. His breath came in quick gasps as he leapt off of his horse, cradling the dose of The Real Nameless Juice in his arms. He ran towards a home on the edge of town and hammered on the door, lightning crackling in the distance. 

A bedraggled man in a doctor's white coat opened the door, then blinked in surprise. "Larid? I haven't seen you since you dropped out of school to apprentice under that herbalist."

Larid the doctor pushed past his old acquaintance, looking around the room frantically. "Is the girl still alive? Where is she?"

"The girl? She's still hanging on, although barely. I have her in the back room." The man in the white coat grabbed Larid's arm. "Why are you here?"

Larid pulled free, walking quickly over to the back room. "There's no time. The juice has become unstable. It's decaying at an exponential rate and will soon be utterly useless."

"The... the juice? Larid, I hope you're not going to try some crackpot 'magic' medicine. This girl is sick, and her condition is highly unst-"

Larid stepped into the back room and slammed the door, cutting off his old friend's words midsentence. He held the doorknob for a few moments, whispering a spell to seal the door, then hurried to the bedside of the child. 

Barioth's granddaughter was deathly pale, barely breathing as she lay motionless upon the bed. Larid hurriedly began preparing the Real Nameless juice, praying that there was still enough left to be potent. By the Authors, I hope that this works. For Barioth's sake, I do.

The Once-Author appears between Larid and the girl. "STOP! IT EXPLODES! DON'T TRY IT!!!"

[NameIess]

10 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

The Once-Author appears between Larid and the girl. "STOP! IT EXPLODES! DON'T TRY IT!!!"

Larid quickly shoves the Once-Author aside, then pours the Real Nameless juice down the sick girl's throat. "You're too late! She's already saved, you cursed monster."

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

16 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Larid quickly shoves the Once-Author aside, then pours the Real Nameless juice down the sick girl's throat. "You're too late! She's already saved, you cursed monster."

The Once-Author's eyes widen, and he flinches backwards. "NO!"

[NameIess]

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

The Once-Author's eyes widen, and he flinches backwards. "NO!"

Contrary to all expectations, The girl on the bed did not immediately explode. Instead, her eyes opened and she sat up. "Where am I? Who are you?"

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

3 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Contrary to all expectations, The girl on the bed did not immediately explode. Instead, her eyes opened and she sat up. "Where am I? Who are you?"

"I am the Once Author?" The Once Author said, confused. "You're at home I think? Who are you?"

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

"I am the Once Author?" The Once Author said, confused. "You're at home I think? Who are you?"

The girl frowned. "I'm Rabel. I... think I am at least. And I think I have a grandfather. Where is he?"

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

6 minutes ago, NameIess said:

The girl frowned. "I'm Rabel. I... think I am at least. And I think I have a grandfather. Where is he?"

"I think he's in the other room." The Once Author turns. "Grandpa?" He calls.

[NameIess]

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

"I think he's in the other room." The Once Author turns. "Grandpa?" He calls.

Unfortunately for the sake of the happy ending, Barioth had gone and died of fulfilling-one's-sole-goal-in-life-itis. Either that or the curse that had claimed the lives of his family had finally turned around and claimed him instead, now that his granddaughter was out of its reach.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

15 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Unfortunately for the sake of the happy ending, Barioth had gone and died of fulfilling-one's-sole-goal-in-life-itis. Either that or the curse that had claimed the lives of his family had finally turned around and claimed him instead, now that his granddaughter was out of its reach.

"Oh. Well, apparently he's dead. Sorry." The Once Author said.

[NameIess]

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

"Oh. Well, apparently he's dead. Sorry." The Once Author said.

Barioth's granddaughter promptly burst into tears.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

2 hours ago, Thaidakar the Ghostblood said:

"I would prefer not."

“Fiiine fine, I’ll keep being boring.” Everyone stuck their tongue out at both Thaidakar and Sequence, then vanished.