The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

Rationalization?

Hmm

I still want there to be a bit of uncertainty though 

No ofc :3 whatever you want :3 

“Can I be a person now?”

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 minutes ago, The Halcyon Girl said:

No ofc :3 whatever you want :3 

“Can I be a person now?”

Nyuk nyuk nyuk :3

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

Power flooded into Falvan. He stumbled backwards but kept his grip on the handle of his weapon. Soon it was done. Natration. Power. 
 

Finally. 
 

Witha twist and a wrench, he pulled his blade from The once author. Falvan loomed over him. “Justice is always the punishment for those who give their life to its opposite. Now, you die.”
 

Flavian swept his weapon into him again. 

The Once-Author flinched as he died. It felt strange. Cold.

He kept his hold on the Authorblade as his body collapsed behind him. 

He still felt pain. Deep, agonizing pain. He stepped forward, eyes on Ryss.

"I am The Once-Author. I was cast down, and I survived. I have felt pain, more pain than many could bear. I am Elan. I experienced this world, helped its people, and was murdered in cold blood. And now I have returned to reclaim my place. I made you, I was your author, you have been and will forever be mine." 

The Once-Author stabbed Ryss in the chest, and the Authorblade worked. Ryss screamed, his body collapsing in on itself, power exploding outwards. 

The world, both ethereal and physical, was ripped apart, vaporized.

The Once-Author felt his spirit fading. He took one last look around. Goodbye. He thought to whoever listened.

And then he was gone.

Narration flooded the world, seeping into it, and it reformed. Everyone stood where they were, as they were. No one had seen what had happened, none would know of it or remember it.

The only variation:

The Once-Author's body was gone.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

3 minutes ago, The Halcyon Girl said:

No ofc :3 whatever you want :3 

“Can I be a person now?”

Do you know what the f in ofc stands for?

hehe

i learned this on the Shard.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Do you know what the f in ofc stands for?

hehe

i learned this on the Shard.

It goes both ways ig

I had this same conversation with Thaid at some point

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Do you know what the f in ofc stands for?

hehe

i learned this on the Shard.

It’s just OF Course 

that’s all it is you scudface

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

Just now, The Halcyon Girl said:

It’s just OF Course 

that’s all it is you scudface

Hehe. 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

53 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Sure!

Shoe didn't look at Beosta as they traveled outside.

Up to you ig?

I guess I'll leave it undecided for now. 

"So," said Bacon. "Now what?"

40 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

Falvan twisted, throwing a powerful gust  of air spinning at Nogard. Then, summon power from within himself, stabbed The fallen author with his twisted metal weapon. 
 

Power, bright and fast, visibly ran through the metal, pouring into the once author. It poured deep into him. Then…started to reverse.

@Ancient Elantrian if you catch my drift?

"No!" cried Nogard.

25 minutes ago, Immortal Platypus said:

He quickly flew up out of range, then groaned. Now was a poor time for this.

The crystals continued to grow towards him, but slower. It seemed the destroyer's attention was focused elsewhere.

16 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

Power flooded into Falvan. He stumbled backwards but kept his grip on the handle of his weapon. Soon it was done. Natration. Power. 
 

Finally. 
 

Witha twist and a wrench, he pulled his blade from The once author. Falvan loomed over him. “Justice is always the punishment for those who give their life to its opposite. Now, you die.”
 

Flavian swept his weapon into him again. 

Nogard strained against the wind, summoning his spear in an attempt to block Falvan 's attack.

16 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Ista studied the light. “I like the color blue.”

istas thread is just her soul. When her soul neared yours, she turned into a temporary Servant of Onyx? I dunno the word choice. (All it is meaning is that she can manipulate his soul. Only slightly, but if he tried that again, and he got farther, the effects might be more drastic)

Ista hesitated.”I don’t know. When he drew my soul to his, I gained a certain capacity to manipulate it, but only slightly. Unimportant things like position.”

 

"You are trying to touch his soul?" The inspector seemed disturbed. "Be very careful, Ista- if your soul is touching his, then his is touching yours."

So she's trying to connect to Onyx?

16 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

oh no tull

Ista launched herself to Tull, exploding the zombies away from Tull, and pulling him out. She launched them back to the platform.

Orange light played around the zombies. Several began to make powerful leaps up to the platform.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

15 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

I guess I'll leave it undecided for now. 

"So," said Bacon. "Now what?"

"No!" cried Nogard.

The crystals continued to grow towards him, but slower. It seemed the destroyer's attention was focused elsewhere.

 

 

Nogard strained against the wind, summoning his spear in an attempt to block Falvan 's attack.

"You are trying to touch his soul?" The inspector seemed disturbed. "Be very careful, Ista- if your soul is touching his, then his is touching yours."

So she's trying to connect to Onyx?

Orange light played around the zombies. Several began to make powerful leaps up to the platform.

Not to Onyx no.

Ista hesitated. “I know of these dangers. Why do you think I fear Madness so?”

The reason I say Servant of Onyx is because she is called a Servant of Intellect, the creator of Ice, allowing her to manipulate it (when her Thread is tethered to Intellect, it is very close to ice, allowing her soul to pull on it). But this is sorta backwards anyways.

Ista reconstructed the dome, blocking them out. 
right now, the Destroyer’s very presence is healing her.

Edited October 31, 2024 by SpiritOfWrath

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

14 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"So," said Bacon. "Now what?"

Beosta cleared her throat. “I… was wondering if… we could go to the mountains.”

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

"So," said Bacon. "Now what?"

Now you turn us back into people, I guess. Please? he added.

[ʟɪɢʜʈ]

1 hour ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

The Once-Author flinched as he died. It felt strange. Cold.

He kept his hold on the Authorblade as his body collapsed behind him. 

He still felt pain. Deep, agonizing pain. He stepped forward, eyes on Ryss.

"I am The Once-Author. I was cast down, and I survived. I have felt pain, more pain than many could bear. I am Elan. I experienced this world, helped its people, and was murdered in cold blood. And now I have returned to reclaim my place. I made you, I was your author, you have been and will forever be mine." 

The Once-Author stabbed Ryss in the chest, and the Authorblade worked. Ryss screamed, his body collapsing in on itself, power exploding outwards. 

The world, both ethereal and physical, was ripped apart, vaporized.

The Once-Author felt his spirit fading. He took one last look around. Goodbye. He thought to whoever listened.

And then he was gone.

Narration flooded the world, seeping into it, and it reformed. Everyone stood where they were, as they were. No one had seen what had happened, none would know of it or remember it.

The only variation:

The Once-Author's body was gone.

1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

I guess I'll leave it undecided for now. 

"So," said Bacon. "Now what?"

"No!" cried Nogard.

The crystals continued to grow towards him, but slower. It seemed the destroyer's attention was focused elsewhere.

 

 

Nogard strained against the wind, summoning his spear in an attempt to block Falvan 's attack.

"You are trying to touch his soul?" The inspector seemed disturbed. "Be very careful, Ista- if your soul is touching his, then his is touching yours."

So she's trying to connect to Onyx?

Orange light played around the zombies. Several began to make powerful leaps up to the platform.

“Ahhhh!” Falvan cried, spinning his blade free of the above authors body.  It faded into the air quickly. But it left a noticeable resididue. A faint haze floated into Falvan’s chest. Then, in a moment, the rush of power ended.

It was done.

Falvan had ascended.

No more living a shadow. No more weakness. Falvan felt his power inside of him. Power and manipulation of the very nature of reality. Narration. He was invincible. Immortal. He turned to Nogard, smiling.

“You stand no chance against me. I have no quarrel with you, though if our insist on being a pestilence, I will. Choose wisely. I suggest you leave and forget about those you have come to know. Many of them will not last long.”

Falvan knew he would have to kill Arranis. But…he had kill Elab already. He was too deep to turn back. It was time to plan. Plot. Narrate. He would return.

Falvan disappeared.

Falvan needs a good narrator name…I may rename him…hmm…

Thanks Elan!

Edited November 1, 2024 by ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

1 minute ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

“Ahhhh!” Falvan cried, spinning his blade free of the above authors body.  It faded into the air quickly. But it left a noticeable resididue. A faint haze floated into Falvan’s chest. Then, in a moment, the rush of power ended.

It was done.

Falvan had ascended.

No more living a shadow. No more weakness. Falvan felt his power inside of him. Power and manipulation of the very nature of reality. Narration. He was invincible. Immortal. He turned to Nogard, smiling.

“You stand no chance against me. I have no quarrel with you, though if our insist on being a pestilence, I will. Choose wisely. I suggest you leave and forget about those you have come to know. Many of them will not last long.”

Falvan knew he would have to kill Arranis. But…he had kill Elab already. He was too deep to turn back. It was time to plan. Plot. Narrate. He would return.

Falvan disappeared.

Falvan needs a good narrator name…I may rename him…hmm…

Thanks Elan!

Name him The Enlightened Shadow!

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

“Ahhhh!” Falvan cried, spinning his blade free of the above authors body.  It faded into the air quickly. But it left a noticeable resididue. A faint haze floated into Falvan’s chest. Then, in a moment, the rush of power ended.

It was done.

Falvan had ascended.

No more living a shadow. No more weakness. Falvan felt his power inside of him. Power and manipulation of the very nature of reality. Narration. He was invincible. Immortal. He turned to Nogard, smiling.

“You stand no chance against me. I have no quarrel with you, though if our insist on being a pestilence, I will. Choose wisely. I suggest you leave and forget about those you have come to know. Many of them will not last long.”

Falvan knew he would have to kill Arranis. But…he had kill Elab already. He was too deep to turn back. It was time to plan. Plot. Narrate. He would return.

Falvan disappeared.

Falvan needs a good narrator name…I may rename him…hmm…

 

Nalvan.

So original, I know 

Also, that was crazy to read in the best way. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

Guys if Tull ever regains his Narration, what would be a good name for him?

Denruter! Even more original, Glass

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

8 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Guys if Tull ever regains his Narration, what would be a good name for him?

Denruter! Even more original, Glass

Ah, yes, of course.

13 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

“Ahhhh!” Falvan cried, spinning his blade free of the above authors body.  It faded into the air quickly. But it left a noticeable resididue. A faint haze floated into Falvan’s chest. Then, in a moment, the rush of power ended.

It was done.

Falvan had ascended.

No more living a shadow. No more weakness. Falvan felt his power inside of him. Power and manipulation of the very nature of reality. Narration. He was invincible. Immortal. He turned to Nogard, smiling.

“You stand no chance against me. I have no quarrel with you, though if our insist on being a pestilence, I will. Choose wisely. I suggest you leave and forget about those you have come to know. Many of them will not last long.”

Falvan knew he would have to kill Arranis. But…he had kill Elab already. He was too deep to turn back. It was time to plan. Plot. Narrate. He would return.

Falvan disappeared.

Falvan needs a good narrator name…I may rename him…hmm…

Thanks Elan!

In all seriousness, what kind of name are you looking for? Is there a certain feeling you're looking for or smth?

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

4 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Ah, yes, of course.

In all seriousness, what kind of name are you looking for? Is there a certain feeling you're looking for or smth?

Well like, Onyx took his narration and if he ever gets it back it’d be pretty triumphant.

so like, a feeling of one who reclaimed something that has been stolen from them.

I know you aren’t talking to me. And? 

Edited November 1, 2024 by SpiritOfWrath

[ʟɪɢʜʈ]

4 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Ah, yes, of course.

In all seriousness, what kind of name are you looking for? Is there a certain feeling you're looking for or smth?

Yeah. Not always, but sometimes/often narrator names have a meaning, or are tied to the character.

I may do Wist. It had many layers of meaning: It is close to Wit so I like that but it also can meaning archiacly to know. But best it is Wistful. I think that matches Falvan.

But ideas are awesome. Yes ideas. 

Edited November 1, 2024 by ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ

[xinoehp512 he/him]

20 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

“Ahhhh!” Falvan cried, spinning his blade free of the above authors body.  It faded into the air quickly. But it left a noticeable resididue. A faint haze floated into Falvan’s chest. Then, in a moment, the rush of power ended.

It was done.

Falvan had ascended.

No more living a shadow. No more weakness. Falvan felt his power inside of him. Power and manipulation of the very nature of reality. Narration. He was invincible. Immortal. He turned to Nogard, smiling.

“You stand no chance against me. I have no quarrel with you, though if our insist on being a pestilence, I will. Choose wisely. I suggest you leave and forget about those you have come to know. Many of them will not last long.”

Falvan knew he would have to kill Arranis. But…he had kill Elab already. He was too deep to turn back. It was time to plan. Plot. Narrate. He would return.

Falvan disappeared.

Falvan needs a good narrator name…I may rename him…hmm…

Thanks Elan!

"No!" cried Nogard, swinging his spear uselessly through the space where Falvan was mere moments before.

He fell to his knees. What were they going to do now?

Is Arranis still there? Or Desolation?

@Scars of Hathsin @Aeoryi

1 hour ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Not to Onyx no.

Ista hesitated. “I know of these dangers. Why do you think I fear Madness so?”

The reason I say Servant of Onyx is because she is called a Servant of Intellect, the creator of Ice, allowing her to manipulate it (when her Thread is tethered to Intellect, it is very close to ice, allowing her soul to pull on it). But this is sorta backwards anyways.

Ista reconstructed the dome, blocking them out. 
right now, the Destroyer’s very presence is healing her.

The zombies pounded on the dome with mighty force, heedless of whether or not they succeeded.

The destroyer attacked once more, moving faster than the blink of an eye.

1 hour ago, The Halcyon Girl said:

Beosta cleared her throat. “I… was wondering if… we could go to the mountains.”

"Which mountains?" asked Bacon. "You mean these mountains?"

27 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Now you turn us back into people, I guess. Please? he added.

Bacon helped everyone disconnect from their pigeons.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

1 minute ago, xinoehp512 said:

"No!" cried Nogard, swinging his spear uselessly through the space where Falvan was mere moments before.

He fell to his knees. What were they going to do now?

Is Arranis still there? Or Desolation?

@Scars of Hathsin @Aeoryi

The zombies pounded on the dome with mighty force, heedless of whether or not they succeeded.

The destroyer attacked once more, moving faster than the blink of an eye.

"Which mountains?" asked Bacon. "You mean these mountains?"

Bacon helped everyone disconnect from their pigeons.

Ista strained, and the destroyer slowed down, as if he was moving in molasses. Ista frowned, then twisted the Thread, pulling away life-force. 
this is by no means an absolute attack here. The “life-force” at most opens shallow cuts, and it, if nothing else, will drop a single bead of blood.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

3 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Ista strained, and the destroyer slowed down, as if he was moving in molasses. Ista frowned, then twisted the Thread, pulling away life-force. 
this is by no means an absolute attack here. The “life-force” at most opens shallow cuts, and it, if nothing else, will drop a single bead of blood.

 

"He will only get stronger," warned the inspector. "Anger gives him power."

Blood drained away, but it didn't seem to slow the destroyer at all- the cuts were filled with red light before they had even fully opened. 

Green light began to seep into the Thread, holding it fast. Green crystals also began to grow around Ista's hands and feet, anchoring them in place.

Orange light played around the destroyer's limbs as he dropped from faster-than-blinking to a paltry quick. His blade, which was outlined faintly in gold, struck out at Ista's heart.

"you are strong," whispered the remnant, "but only with borrowed power."

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis watches almost helpless at the sight of the Once Author being killed. Something had held him back, kept him from doing anything. No more, he swears to himself. I will not watch other people I care about being killed anymore. Reaching through his own bond, to the person, or thing that sat at the end. No MMOORREE. He mentally roars, and breaks the bond, plugging the loose end back into him, and something happens, a strange feeling floods through him. Is this what it feels like to be in control of oneself. He looks at where the body had been, before a portal appears in a thought. I need to wait for a chance to get rid of Falvan he says to himself sadly

[xinoehp512 he/him]

1 minute ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

Arranis watches almost helpless at the sight of the Once Author being killed. Something had held him back, kept him from doing anything. No more, he swears to himself. I will not watch other people I care about being killed anymore. Reaching through his own bond, to the person, or thing that sat at the end. No MMOORREE. He mentally roars, and breaks the bond, plugging the loose end back into him, and something happens, a strange feeling floods through him. Is this what it feels like to be in control of oneself. He looks at where the body had been, before a portal appears in a thought. I need to wait for a chance to get rid of Falvan he says to himself sadly

"Wait!" cried Nogard. "We... we need help."

He scooped up Subversion, who seemed to have fallen subconscious. "We-we're being chased, see, a-and the OA..."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

39 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"No!" cried Nogard, swinging his spear uselessly through the space where Falvan was mere moments before.

He fell to his knees. What were they going to do now?

Is Arranis still there? Or Desolation?

@Scars of Hathsin @Aeoryi

The zombies pounded on the dome with mighty force, heedless of whether or not they succeeded.

The destroyer attacked once more, moving faster than the blink of an eye.

"Which mountains?" asked Bacon. "You mean these mountains?"

Bacon helped everyone disconnect from their pigeons.

“No, the— the Eternal Mountains. Wherever those are.” 

It was nice not being a pigeon. 

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

15 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Wait!" cried Nogard. "We... we need help."

He scooped up Subversion, who seemed to have fallen subconscious. "We-we're being chased, see, a-and the OA..."

"I know" he says his eyes flickering different colours, a more potent power seemingly radiating from him, "but unless you want him getting what I have, I think I need to prepared myself to go against him."