The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

7 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

  that's what I was saying. She hasn't actually killed anyone, just caused others to die. Platypus has actually stabbed people (thaidakar, for example) killing them. wait, Platypus didn't kill Valiant! rym did. I forgot about that.

"Aren't they already being quested for by the Council? Who are under the leadership of the Brave Adventurer, who, if your story is accurate, is quite potentially evil and wanting them for himself?" Zanitar asked, confused by GW's logic.

Platypus looked back at the world, his world. Thaidakar's words echoed in his head: "A new age must begin." Hadn't he done that? No. The same flaws were here. "Fix TLT." Could he really stay here when he hadn't done this yet. No. I can't rest yet. My time is not done, my goal not complete, my peace not true. 

He shook off the peace, and looked around. He would return to this world one day. It would be a glorious day. But until then... he must push forward.

He thrust his Luxblade into the air, energy streaming off of it. "I can't do it. I can't stay in this void, even with my Creation. I will not be contained, for I must consult the Dreamsmith! FOR THE GOOD OF TLT!"

With that, the energy from the Luxblade poured into a crackling beam, shooting straight up and Creating a hole in the void. The hole was filled with Light, and it descended upon the world, enveloping it all. 

Platypus opened his eyes, back in the misty cavern, Vengeance and Luxblade pointed straight at the misty figure.

"Now, Misty One, take me to the Dreamsmith."

That does make me feel significantly better. The last thing TLT needs is a more powerful Endings, for example. That is true. We haven't seen Moni recently. I just know Platypus wanted to talk to him about those guns of his. 

Hacob stood stunned for a second that she had admitted to being tortured to him. Eh. Probably didn't mean anything.

very possibly, but she never has. "That doesn't make you any less subject to the rules then anyone else," the guinea pig said. "Narrators aren't native here either."

Hacob sensed Subversion travel outside reality. On a whim, surprising himself, he teleported to her and gave her a quick hug, then disappeared, confused with himself.

Madness retorted. The Narrators aren't native, true. And does this not stop them from Narrating each other out of existence?

Tull came to, and he saw a woman behind Erif. Wearing blue robes, she had an air of mystery. He sensed her communicating with two people, whom she referred to as Mirth and Intellect. He felt comfort come to him suddenly, an unnatural feeling. She talked. "Do you guys mind if I tag along?"

[Immortal Platypus]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Madness retorted. The Narrators aren't native, true. And does this not stop them from Narrating each other out of existence?

Tull came to, and he saw a woman behind Erif. Wearing blue robes, she had an air of mystery. He sensed her communicating with two people, whom she referred to as Mirth and Intellect. He felt comfort come to him suddenly, an unnatural feeling. She talked. "Do you guys mind if I tag along?"

The guinea pig said that technically, in theory, if the other Narrator didn't contest it, that could happen.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

2 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Madness retorted. The Narrators aren't native, true. And does this not stop them from Narrating each other out of existence?

Tull came to, and he saw a woman behind Erif. Wearing blue robes, she had an air of mystery. He sensed her communicating with two people, whom she referred to as Mirth and Intellect. He felt comfort come to him suddenly, an unnatural feeling. She talked. "Do you guys mind if I tag along?"

Erif whirled around and roundhouse punched the newcomer on instinct.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

7 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

"Probably not," Zanitar said. It would be very difficult to separate certain people with their Plotblades, and No One was notoriously hard to find.

Who's no one

Well. Where would we even begin looking for others?

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Just now, Immortal Platypus said:

The guinea pig said that technically, in theory, if the other Narrator didn't contest it, that could happen.

Yeah this did actually happen once  it was kind of a Thing.

[Immortal Platypus]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

Who's no one

Well. Where would we even begin looking for others?

No One is a character that Nameless has with the Plotblade Analysis

Just now, xinoehp512 said:

Yeah this did actually happen once  it was kind of a Thing.

that does seem like it would be a Thing

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

1 minute ago, Immortal Platypus said:

The guinea pig said that technically, in theory, if the other Narrator didn't contest it, that could happen.

Well since I am part of the Narrators' minds, I cannot be Narrated away unless the Narrators all disappear. And since Intellect is my fellow Great Spirit, I can't be affected without him being affected.

Ista took the punch in the face, not missing a step. "Please. Be civil. I just saved you guys from Berin, or, as you may know him, Wrath. Now let's go. Intellect has taken an interest in you."

[xinoehp512 he/him]

4 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

that does seem like it would be a Thing

Yeah I was pretty mad about it at the time but in retrospect I should've just rolled with it. It all worked out fine in the end  

Just now, SpiritOfWrath said:

Well since I am part of the Narrators' minds, I cannot be Narrated away unless the Narrators all disappear. And since Intellect is my fellow Great Spirit, I can't be affected without him being affected.

Ista took the punch in the face, not missing a step. "Please. Be civil. I just saved you guys from Berin, or, as you may know him, Wrath. Now let's go. Intellect has taken an interest in you."

"Oh. Sorry." Erif blinked. "Wait, who?"

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

2 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

Yeah I was pretty mad about it at the time but in retrospect I should've just rolled with it. It all worked out fine in the end  

"Oh. Sorry." Erif blinked. "Wait, who?"

"Ask Subversion when she gets back. Or Bacon the Bard. Just can we please get back?"

Tull nodded, and he teleported them back. "Here we are."

[Immortal Platypus]

3 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Well since I am part of the Narrators' minds, I cannot be Narrated away unless the Narrators all disappear. And since Intellect is my fellow Great Spirit, I can't be affected without him being affected.

Ista took the punch in the face, not missing a step. "Please. Be civil. I just saved you guys from Berin, or, as you may know him, Wrath. Now let's go. Intellect has taken an interest in you."

"I mean... I'm sure most Narrators would be perfectly willing to make that trade. Most don't care too much about the consequences of their actions."

3 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

Yeah I was pretty mad about it at the time but in retrospect I should've just rolled with it. It all worked out fine in the end  

"Oh. Sorry." Erif blinked. "Wait, who?"

yeah, a kind of similar thing happened to me, except it didn't work. Someone tried to take my Narration, but I was a Luxsprite, who, you know, don't have Narration. I was ticked, but i'm over it.

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

Just now, Immortal Platypus said:

"I mean... I'm sure most Narrators would be perfectly willing to make that trade. Most don't care too much about the consequences of their actions."

yeah, a kind of similar thing happened to me, except it didn't work. Someone tried to take my Narration, but I was a Luxsprite, who, you know, don't have Narration. I was ticked, but i'm over it.

But they must all make it. All of them. As long as there is one, I am here.

Imma go to bed.  

[Immortal Platypus]

Just now, SpiritOfWrath said:

But they must all make it. All of them. As long as there is one, I am here.

Imma go to bed.  

"No, I meant affect Intellect as well. I'm sure they'd be fine with that."

night

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Madness laughed. A warning? Child. You cannot run from me; you cannot kill me. I am just an idea. We are Connected, though. And to break that connection means death to you.

Intellect heard this, and he appeared to Subversion. Hey! Wanna get away from Madness and not die? Intellect Connected to Subversion, and banished Madness' influence. There! Also, do you want me to teach you how to use that there Blade? It is a figment of your imagination, but it's a pretty useful one. Its effects cannot be Narrated away, you see. It lets you give any hallucinations you wish to anyone hit by it. And since its imaginary, "hit" can bend the rules.

Tull was still writhing on the ground. Intellect noticed this and freed him from Madness. Sorry. Forgot about you.

Tull stopped, looking up to Erif's face. "Are... Are you real?"

"Really? Because it seems to me that you work by manipulating my emotions, by relying on pain." She glared up at the idea of madness. Stay out of this Intellect. Subversion's eyes began glowing with light. "Madness! Connect to me if you wish. You claim to be an idea? Ideas do not speak!" Light began to shine from her skin as well, a beacon of Narrative energy. She glared up at the idea of Madness "You are..." her eyes widened, and she stared past Madness. No. That's... no! Fear spiked within her. "We... what fools we were. Killing him... fools. Intellect, take your sword and give it to someone else. It is... not useful to me. All you see is imagination. My Narrationblade is imagination. I am imagination. you are imagination." She dropped the sword. "Madness. what do you want? I can give it to you."

27 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

"Aren't they already being quested for by the Council? Who are under the leadership of the Brave Adventurer, who, if your story is accurate, is quite potentially evil and wanting them for himself?" Zanitar asked, confused by GW's logic.

"If their names were known, any Narrator who so wished could summon them to his hand, unless they were bonded. Or, more accurately, any Narrator who wished could find them under a rock somewhere. And then... I shudder to think." The Great Wizard shivered. "Nogard, there are those who could claim these Blades. We must watch them closely. I can tell you who they are."

@xinoehp512

29 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

Platypus looked back at the world, his world. Thaidakar's words echoed in his head: "A new age must begin." Hadn't he done that? No. The same flaws were here. "Fix TLT." Could he really stay here when he hadn't done this yet. No. I can't rest yet. My time is not done, my goal not complete, my peace not true. 

He shook off the peace, and looked around. He would return to this world one day. It would be a glorious day. But until then... he must push forward.

He thrust his Luxblade into the air, energy streaming off of it. "I can't do it. I can't stay in this void, even with my Creation. I will not be contained, for I must consult the Dreamsmith! FOR THE GOOD OF TLT!"

With that, the energy from the Luxblade poured into a crackling beam, shooting straight up and Creating a hole in the void. The hole was filled with Light, and it descended upon the world, enveloping it all. 

Platypus opened his eyes, back in the misty cavern, Vengeance and Luxblade pointed straight at the misty figure.

"Now, Misty One, take me to the Dreamsmith."

The misty being screamed in terror for a good fifteen seconds before managing to get ahold of himself enough to speak. "You-you're back? How? I mean, trials! You must pass more trials!"

30 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

That does make me feel significantly better. The last thing TLT needs is a more powerful Endings, for example. That is true. We haven't seen Moni recently. I just know Platypus wanted to talk to him about those guns of his. 

Hacob stood stunned for a second that she had admitted to being tortured to him. Eh. Probably didn't mean anything.

Hacob sensed Subversion travel outside reality. On a whim, surprising himself, he teleported to her and gave her a quick hug, then disappeared, confused with himself.

Don't ever do that again or I'll make you suffer ten times what I have, then cut you into a thousand pieces and feed them to a withergeist.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

8 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"If their names were known, any Narrator who so wished could summon them to his hand, unless they were bonded. Or, more accurately, any Narrator who wished could find them under a rock somewhere. And then... I shudder to think." The Great Wizard shivered. "Nogard, there are those who could claim these Blades. We must watch them closely. I can tell you who they are."

Nogard nodded. "So we watch them and try to swoop in if they make a move?"

[NameIess]

Just now, xinoehp512 said:

Nogard nodded. "So we watch them and try to swoop in if they make a move?"

"Basically, yes. It's the best plan I can think of. And a terrible one. Far too dangerous that they'll claim a Blade first."

[xinoehp512 he/him]

12 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"Basically, yes. It's the best plan I can think of. And a terrible one. Far too dangerous that they'll claim a Blade first."

"Well, maybe we'll think of a better one before we have to use it. So who are these people that we're watching?"

Edited October 12, 2024 by xinoehp512

[Immortal Platypus]

23 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"If their names were known, any Narrator who so wished could summon them to his hand, unless they were bonded. Or, more accurately, any Narrator who wished could find them under a rock somewhere. And then... I shudder to think." The Great Wizard shivered. "Nogard, there are those who could claim these Blades. We must watch them closely. I can tell you who they are."

  "You know... I didn't think of that," Zanitar said. "You've got a point. But if you could tell us where they are, why haven't you gotten them and taken them to the Dreamsmith yet? Why do we have to wait for them?"

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The misty being screamed in terror for a good fifteen seconds before managing to get ahold of himself enough to speak. "You-you're back? How? I mean, trials! You must pass more trials!"

"I said, take me to the Dreamsmith. Or do I need to find him myself?" he asked threateningly, brandishing the blades.

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Don't ever do that again or I'll make you suffer ten times what I have, then cut you into a thousand pieces and feed them to a withergeist.

I am going to be 100% honest and say I have no idea what in the heck happened there. I'm very confused right now. Think about it. Why in the world would I hug you! There was no reason for me to do that!

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

I’m so confused cuz I’m too lazy to try to understand wtc is going on

[NameIess]

"I cannot tell you where the Plotblades are, for I do not know myself. I can tell you only the names of those who could walk to path necessary to claim them." The Great Wizard raised his hands, drawing his rabbits to attention. Glowing green eyes appeared floating in a circle around him as some of his herd shared their rabbity prophetic powers. Other rabbits uninvisiblified themselves in such a way as to create a slideshow of the people he spoke of (or a crude representation, in the case of those without true physical form). He spoke then, in a voice that was not his own. "To find the Blades, seekest those around whom Plot spins most wildly. Madness, that being who seeks to invade the Thread and bend it to her will. Gail, the girl named Great Failure, bondholder of Qodi, greater than she yet believes. The Brave Adventurer, schemer, inheritor of a mantle forged by greater men for men greater yet than they. Selppaenip, hero too mighty for his own good. These you must watch closely. Yet others could claim the prize. The Witherlord, greatest darkness, ever gnawing away at the world's roots. The Valiant One, betrayed, clinging to honor yet drowning in lies. Subversion twice over, for the paths she could yet take, for the paths she sees in truth. The Dreamsmith, longing for a life stolen from him. And others, many others, but one more. Nogard, child of Onyx. Claim the Blade you could, and escape the cruel fate that may yet consume you. Watch them, watch all. For Plot twists and turns, and any could claim the Blades. Watch even your own heart, lest it betray you."

The eyes of the rabbits winked out, and the Great Wizard collapsed to the ground in a fit of coughing. "There-*cough*-there you have it. Watch... whoever it was I just told you to." He looked up. "I hope you were paying attention, because rabbits take terrible notes."

@Immortal Platypus @xinoehp512@SpiritOfWrath@Through The Living Glass@Ancient Elantrian@The Halcyon Girl@Sequence@The H

1 hour ago, Immortal Platypus said:

"I said, take me to the Dreamsmith. Or do I need to find him myself?" he asked threateningly, brandishing the blades.

"I can't!" The misty being froze. "Er, I mean, not before the trials are done. I can't take you until then."

1 hour ago, Immortal Platypus said:

I am going to be 100% honest and say I have no idea what in the heck happened there. I'm very confused right now. Think about it. Why in the world would I hug you! There was no reason for me to do that!

Subversion's reply was strained, as if spoken through clenched teeth. If you cannot keep your mouth shut I will rip out your heart and feed it to you then sew it shut with your intestines for thread and splinters of your bones for needle!  So great was the malice behind her words that Hacob for a moment felt a sharp pain at the corner of his mouth. An instant later, the connection between the two snapped like his bones would be snapped if he tried to reforge the link.

[The H]

50 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"There-*cough*-there you have it. Watch... whoever it was I just told you to." He looked up. "I hope you were paying attention, because rabbits take terrible notes."

"I am at your service, Great Wizard." Yrank told him, head down in respect for his former (assumed) equal. While nobody he knew treated the Great Wizard as a deity per se, he was indeed revered where Yrank came from. "Do you know of a Plotblade we could retrieve in a single adventure?"

@NameIess

Edited October 12, 2024 by The H

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

39 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"I cannot tell you where the Plotblades are, for I do not know myself. I can tell you only the names of those who could walk to path necessary to claim them." The Great Wizard raised his hands, drawing his rabbits to attention. Glowing green eyes appeared floating in a circle around him as some of his herd shared their rabbity prophetic powers. Other rabbits uninvisiblified themselves in such a way as to create a slideshow of the people he spoke of (or a crude representation, in the case of those without true physical form). He spoke then, in a voice that was not his own. "To find the Blades, seekest those around whom Plot spins most wildly. Madness, that being who seeks to invade the Thread and bend it to her will. Gail, the girl named Great Failure, bondholder of Qodi, greater than she yet believes. The Brave Adventurer, schemer, inheritor of a mantle forged by greater men for men greater yet than they. Selppaenip, hero too mighty for his own good. These you must watch closely. Yet others could claim the prize. The Witherlord, greatest darkness, ever gnawing away at the world's roots. The Valiant One, betrayed, clinging to honor yet drowning in lies. Subversion twice over, for the paths she could yet take, for the paths she sees in truth. The Dreamsmith, longing for a life stolen from him. And others, many others, but one more. Nogard, child of Onyx. Claim the Blade you could, and escape the cruel fate that may yet consume you. Watch them, watch all. For Plot twists and turns, and any could claim the Blades. Watch even your own heart, lest it betray you."

The eyes of the rabbits winked out, and the Great Wizard collapsed to the ground in a fit of coughing. "There-*cough*-there you have it. Watch... whoever it was I just told you to." He looked up. "I hope you were paying attention, because rabbits take terrible notes."

@Immortal Platypus @xinoehp512@SpiritOfWrath@Through The Living Glass@Ancient Elantrian@The Halcyon Girl@Sequence@The H

"I can't!" The misty being froze. "Er, I mean, not before the trials are done. I can't take you until then."

Subversion's reply was strained, as if spoken through clenched teeth. If you cannot keep your mouth shut I will rip out your heart and feed it to you then sew it shut with your intestines for thread and splinters of your bones for needle!  So great was the malice behind her words that Hacob for a moment felt a sharp pain at the corner of his mouth. An instant later, the connection between the two snapped like his bones would be snapped if he tried to reforge the link.

Gail wondered how the others were doing wherever they had teleported to. Hopefully they hadn’t all died. 

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

6 hours ago, NameIess said:

"I cannot tell you where the Plotblades are, for I do not know myself. I can tell you only the names of those who could walk to path necessary to claim them." The Great Wizard raised his hands, drawing his rabbits to attention. Glowing green eyes appeared floating in a circle around him as some of his herd shared their rabbity prophetic powers. Other rabbits uninvisiblified themselves in such a way as to create a slideshow of the people he spoke of (or a crude representation, in the case of those without true physical form). He spoke then, in a voice that was not his own. "To find the Blades, seekest those around whom Plot spins most wildly. Madness, that being who seeks to invade the Thread and bend it to her will. Gail, the girl named Great Failure, bondholder of Qodi, greater than she yet believes. The Brave Adventurer, schemer, inheritor of a mantle forged by greater men for men greater yet than they. Selppaenip, hero too mighty for his own good. These you must watch closely. Yet others could claim the prize. The Witherlord, greatest darkness, ever gnawing away at the world's roots. The Valiant One, betrayed, clinging to honor yet drowning in lies. Subversion twice over, for the paths she could yet take, for the paths she sees in truth. The Dreamsmith, longing for a life stolen from him. And others, many others, but one more. Nogard, child of Onyx. Claim the Blade you could, and escape the cruel fate that may yet consume you. Watch them, watch all. For Plot twists and turns, and any could claim the Blades. Watch even your own heart, lest it betray you."

The eyes of the rabbits winked out, and the Great Wizard collapsed to the ground in a fit of coughing. "There-*cough*-there you have it. Watch... whoever it was I just told you to." He looked up. "I hope you were paying attention, because rabbits take terrible notes."

@Immortal Platypus @xinoehp512@SpiritOfWrath@Through The Living Glass@Ancient Elantrian@The Halcyon Girl@Sequence@The H

"I can't!" The misty being froze. "Er, I mean, not before the trials are done. I can't take you until then."

Subversion's reply was strained, as if spoken through clenched teeth. If you cannot keep your mouth shut I will rip out your heart and feed it to you then sew it shut with your intestines for thread and splinters of your bones for needle!  So great was the malice behind her words that Hacob for a moment felt a sharp pain at the corner of his mouth. An instant later, the connection between the two snapped like his bones would be snapped if he tried to reforge the link.

Huuuuuuuh?!? You gave me a Narrator Servant of Madness?!??!?!?!??!? Hehehe… the power at my disposal.

Madness laughed. You have come to your senses. That won’t happen again, though. Her voice shifted, and it was Valient’s. Subversion could see Valient approach, and Valient spoke. What I want is something that you alone cannot give. But you can help. I need more Narrators.

A gift. I grant you this. You are… maybe not immune… but it will be much more difficult to Narrate you.

——————

Intellect saw this and immediately began a long string of curses. Well, I’m going to need to warn Ista.

Ista. Subversion is now a willing Servant of Madness. Don’t let anyone near you trust her. I’ll have to give you the same protections… this Archstone is quite a wonder.

——————

Ista told her companions, as well as explained the nature of Madness, Intellect, Rage, and Mirth to them.

 

[NameIess]

7 hours ago, The H said:

"I am at your service, Great Wizard." Yrank told him, head down in respect for his former (assumed) equal. While nobody he knew treated the Great Wizard as a deity per se, he was indeed revered where Yrank came from. "Do you know of a Plotblade we could retrieve in a single adventure?"

@NameIess

The Great Wizard heaved himself to his feet, heavily leaning on his staff, eyes dull with exhaustion. “Perhaps. What sort of Plotblade do you wish to find?”

50 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Huuuuuuuh?!? You gave me a Narrator Servant of Madness?!??!?!?!??!? Hehehe… the power at my disposal.

Madness laughed. You have come to your senses. That won’t happen again, though. Her voice shifted, and it was Valient’s. Subversion could see Valient approach, and Valient spoke. What I want is something that you alone cannot give. But you can help. I need more Narrators.

A gift. I grant you this. You are… maybe not immune… but it will be much more difficult to Narrate you.

——————

Intellect saw this and immediately began a long string of curses. Well, I’m going to need to warn Ista.

Ista. Subversion is now a willing Servant of Madness. Don’t let anyone near you trust her. I’ll have to give you the same protections… this Archstone is quite a wonder.

——————

Ista told her companions, as well as explained the nature of Madness, Intellect, Rage, and Mirth to them.

 

”Madness, listen. Just tell me what you want. I can, in all likelihood, give it to you. You don’t understand the power of Narrators.” Subversion put her hands on her hips and glared at the fake Valiant. “And don’t use that face with me. Don’t you dare use that face.”

[kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ she/her]

7 hours ago, The Halcyon Girl said:

Gail wondered how the others were doing wherever they had teleported to. Hopefully they hadn’t all died. 

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hello humans i exist here now and i have no clue what’s happening but i’m just gonna jump in here—

Just a few feet away from Gail, the air suddenly turned cold, visibly churning until suddenly a brunette girl stood there, slightly transparent and looking awfully confused. Her blue eyes were wide in horror, and the color of her dirty tunic was indiscernible for the concerning amount of blood that stained it. She blinked a few times, looking down at her red hands and shirt. She couldn’t have been older than fourteen. 
“Hello?” Her voice echoed eerily, as if she wasn’t really there at all. 

 @The Halcyon Girl

Edited October 12, 2024 by Kajsa

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

1 minute ago, NameIess said:

The Great Wizard heaved himself to his feet, heavily leaning on his staff, eyes dull with exhaustion. “Perhaps. What sort of Plotblade do you wish to find?”

”Madness, listen. Just tell me what you want. I can, in all likelihood, give it to you. You don’t understand the power of Narrators.” Subversion put her hands on her hips and glared at the fake Valiant. “And don’t use that face with me. Don’t you dare use that face.”

Madness continued. I want power, of course. I want all to bend to my will. And for that, I need more Narrators.

Valient smiled grimly. I don’t think you understand. You are not in position to make demands of me, child.