The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 minute ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

The priest stared at her in confusion. "Why would they do that? They have professed their love for one another. At this point, their relationship will either end in utter tragedy or," He raised his book. "They will get their Happily Ever After."

“Ah. I see. And what if they say they love each other again, or he proposes someday?”

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

He nodded. So, um . . . you remember how Gaioh's soul was a little golden ball of light? Well . . . when you got stabbed . . . he choked up slightly.

When you got stabbed, the same thing happened to you. Your soul turned into this tiny ball of light that started circling Livetha, and your body . . . he took your body.

She sighed. Best not to anger him further. "You never said anything about communication, alright? I'm sorry, I didn't know."

Her eyes widened. “Oh,” she whispered. “So I was… like… never mind. What happened then?”

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Ah. I see. And what if they say they love each other again, or he proposes someday?”

I wrote a thing at the bottom of the last page in case you didn't see

grr nvm

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

I wrote a thing at the bottom of the last page in case you didn't see

Just barely got that in there

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Just barely got that in there

Yeah I saw

2 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Her eyes widened. “Oh,” she whispered. “So I was… like… never mind. What happened then?”

We chased him down, and when we found him, he'd . . . put your mother's soul into your body. He looked away awkwardly.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Yeah I saw

We chased him down, and when we found him, he'd . . . put your mother's soul into your body. He looked away awkwardly.

Her heart froze, then dropped. 

So it was never about me. 

Plus, that was weird. 

Hollow was a feeling she guessed she’d have to get used to now. She hugged her knees to her chest and willed herself to not cry. 

“Did she say anything?”

[NameIess]

5 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

She sighed. Best not to anger him further. "You never said anything about communication, alright? I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"What part of 'he must face this trial alone' did you not understand? How is he alone if you communicate, giving him critical information?"

4 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Ah. I see. And what if they say they love each other again, or he proposes someday?”

"Then I will return of course." The priest snapped his book shut. "And I will do my best to secure their happy ending. Now, if you will excuse me, I have several declarations of love to catch up on. Farewell!"

He vanished.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"Then I will return of course." The priest snapped his book shut. "And I will do my best to secure their happy ending. Now, if you will excuse me, I have several declarations of love to catch up on. Farewell!"

He vanished.

“Oh, okay,” Lady Bug said to the thin air, glad for her further understanding. She vanished to go buy a couple mirrors and make them into clothing because that would be cool. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

@Ookla the nostealnamepls

The note said complete gibberish, of course.

@oOklA thE shInyYyy

Sain gasped as he saw the birds. “Cool!”

A final note fluttered down.

Have fun!

@OOKLA the strange
Dint grinned, though it was clear it was only to comfort them, as he was in a good amount of pain.
“My Cast will just need time to recuperate… maybe.”

[Immortal Platypus]

10 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Lady Bug didn't think they'd been dating. She thought they'd had a healthy friendship with an excessive amount of hugs and kissing. 

10 hours ago, Ookla the Dylsxic said:

Faunus definitely agreed with Hacob, which was impossible within itself. There is no such thing as a healthy friendship, with kissing. Call her old fashioned.

Lady Bug was wrong. You could tell from the way even Fannus agreed with Hacob. That wasn't a very common thing. Also from the way that what they had was significantly more than most friends. His Author had plenty of experience with having friends that are girls, and had no kisses with any of them (or any of the friends that were boys, for that matter).

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Having denied the priest's wonderful invitation for marriage, the forces of the Thread would inevitably try to pull Shoe and Beotsa apart. Oh look, there is one now! 

A rather large wall appeared, forcing Shoe and Beotsa apart, and sitting right in between them.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

2 hours ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

Sain gasped as he saw the birds. “Cool!”

A final note fluttered down.

Have fun!

Bat smiled. “Thanks.”

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Arbiter said:

Having denied the priest's wonderful invitation for marriage, the forces of the Thread would inevitably try to pull Shoe and Beotsa apart. Oh look, there is one now! 

A rather large wall appeared, forcing Shoe and Beotsa apart, and sitting right in between them.

“What in the—“ 

She sighed, then stepped into the water and around it. 

[Immortal Platypus]

2 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Bat smiled. “Thanks.”

“What in the—“ 

She sighed, then stepped into the water and around it. 

The wall, which was rather large, was too big to be stepped around that easily.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

10 minutes ago, Ookla the Arbiter said:

The wall, which was rather large, was too big to be stepped around that easily.

Beosta sighed again and went to more trouble to walk around it. 

[Immortal Platypus]

1 minute ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Beosta sighed again and went to more trouble to walk around it. 

The wall seemed to stretch to the horizon.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

9 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"But you must!" The priest was unsettled now. "The protection that I can give following a profession of love is fleeting, no matter how heartfelt. If you are married, that protection will last indefinitely, saving you from the worst of the Thread's horrors."

The priest glared at them. "Fine! If you are adamant, then leave. But don't say I didn't warn you." He turned his back and walked away pointedly.

In front of Tam, Omen had stilled. The mist that made up his form was entirely motionless. "What." He asked with a voice like thunder. "Have you DONE?!" Dark mist began to rise up from the floor. "You interfere in my trial? You cheat?" Omen's form distorted wildly, swelling in size until he towered over Tam. "You insult me and everything I stand for Narrator. You should have known better than to interfere in this matter! I told you that he must face his trial alone!"

Omen's voice again rumbled from all sides. "You have won nothing. You have failed this trial. You were too wrapped up in battle to see that who you thought was an enemy was actually a friend, and slew her! If you had learned from this I might have allowed you to pass anyways, but Tam then allowed you to cheat by communicating with her, thereby destroying any lesson you might have learned!" The forest around Cricket shook with the force of Omen's anger. "I will learn from this mistake. I will not allow connections to the outside world next time. For now, you have failed. I will not allow you to see the Dreamsmith."

Moni cursed, dropping the useless shield and holding Endings with both hands. "One, perhaps." She charged towards Atreides, swinging the dagger towards his sword arm.

"No." Cricket said. "You will let me see the Dreamsmith. What do I need to do to get to him? I'll do anything."

Atreides stepped back, using his longer reach to keep Moni back.

 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

9 minutes ago, Ookla the Arbiter said:

The wall seemed to stretch to the horizon.

Beosta was confused. The thread was quite strange. She sighed, sat down, and leaned against the wall. 

Edited November 28, 2024 by oOklA thE shInyYyy

[Immortal Platypus]

8 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Beosta was confused. The thread was quite strange. 

Indeed it was. And the Thread was even stranger.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

40 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Bat smiled. “Thanks.”

“What in the—“ 

She sighed, then stepped into the water and around it. 

Sain grinned, and he disappeared.

I have a role for him now!

[Keke They/he]

3 hours ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

@Ookla the nostealnamepls

The note said complete gibberish, of course.

@oOklA thE shInyYyy

Sain gasped as he saw the birds. “Cool!”

A final note fluttered down.

Have fun!

@OOKLA the strange
Dint grinned, though it was clear it was only to comfort them, as he was in a good amount of pain.
“My Cast will just need time to recuperate… maybe.”

Asher doesnt believe him "are you sure? If there is anything I can do to help I'll do it."  crap im such a screw up, what was I thinking attacking him? Gosh.

[NameIess]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"No." Cricket said. "You will let me see the Dreamsmith. What do I need to do to get to him? I'll do anything."

The fog around Cricket coalesced, pulling together in a rush of wind to form Omen. "No." He said with barely restrained fury. "You have failed. I will not allow one such as you to see the Dreamsmith." He extended an arm made from mist. "Take my hand and return to your world, then begone! You will not meet the Dreamsmith."

1 hour ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Atreides stepped back, using his longer reach to keep Moni back.

Moni danced back, managing to avoid the god's sword by a hair's breadth. She ducked back towards him, swinging Endings again, this time aiming not for Atreides, but for his sword.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

14 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"I'm afraid we treat lives as cheap, because they are cheap. We can create planets populated by billions and destroy them in an instant." Said a disembodied voice.

Kion can barely fathom the amount of magic that would take - the number of words it would take them, and the number of spells and strengthening of the Render it would take him. He doesn’t know, of course, how vaguely a Narrator can describe a world when creating it. “Thank you disembodied voice. That makes me feel so much better.” he says sarcastically. 

14 hours ago, Ookla the Dylsxic said:

Faunus sighed softly, standing from the booth and walking over to the bar in the first class train car, and grabbed herself a glass of water. Her intention was to give Kion some space, to process and think, but the argument was also overwhelming for her.

“Of course, who isn’t going to show up on this ride? I unfortunately don’t listening to voices that don’t have bodies.” Faunus said with an exasperated scowl, throwing her hands in the air.

Not really knowing how to use the time, Kion looks out the window, keeps thinking about his place in the world, and worries about the Render. 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

38 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

The fog around Cricket coalesced, pulling together in a rush of wind to form Omen. "No." He said with barely restrained fury. "You have failed. I will not allow one such as you to see the Dreamsmith." He extended an arm made from mist. "Take my hand and return to your world, then begone! You will not meet the Dreamsmith."

Moni danced back, managing to avoid the god's sword by a hair's breadth. She ducked back towards him, swinging Endings again, this time aiming not for Atreides, but for his sword.

"Wait." Cricket said. "I'll go, but I need to know one thing. Were the other people I killed... real?"

Atreides turned his blade, causing Endings to fly by, careful not to hit him or the blade. He then thrust his blade straight at Moni's chest.

[LessName]

20 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Kion can barely fathom the amount of magic that would take - the number of words it would take them, and the number of spells and strengthening of the Render it would take him. He doesn’t know, of course, how vaguely a Narrator can describe a world when creating it. “Thank you disembodied voice. That makes me feel so much better.” he says sarcastically. 

Not really knowing how to use the time, Kion looks out the window, keeps thinking about his place in the world, and worries about the Render. 

The landscape continued to fly by, the train moving fairly fast, after a few minutes, with another sigh, Faunus moved to sit back down across from Kion, a small, reassuring smile on her lips. That mischievous twinkle in her green eyes had long died, as she searched his expression, trying to judge if another conversation was good or not.

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"Wait." Cricket said. "I'll go, but I need to know one thing. Were the other people I killed... real?"

"Not in the sense that you mean." Omen's voice softened somewhat. "I create trials by drawing you partway into the World of Dreams. You could say that this is merely a nightmare." He took a step towards Cricket. "Now, take my hand."

14 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Atreides turned his blade, causing Endings to fly by, careful not to hit him or the blade. He then thrust his blade straight at Moni's chest.

Moni spun out of the way, for once grateful that Nameless had instilled her with fighting skills. She slashed the ground beneath her with Endings, causing cracks to form and destabilizing the ground beneath Atreides's feet, then moved in again to strike at Atreides's blade.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"Not in the sense that you mean." Omen's voice softened somewhat. "I create trials by drawing you partway into the World of Dreams. You could say that this is merely a nightmare." He took a step towards Cricket. "Now, take my hand."

Moni spun out of the way, for once grateful that Nameless had instilled her with fighting skills. She slashed the ground beneath her with Endings, causing cracks to form and destabilizing the ground beneath Atreides's feet, then moved in again to strike at Atreides's blade.

Cricket nodded, but couldn't get the sick feeling out of his head. He had killed them ruthlessly, without bothering to check their identities. He stepped forward and clasped his hand.

The earth crumbled beneath Atreides, who deftly sidestepped and summoned another, shorter, blade, using it to parry Endings.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

15 minutes ago, Ookla the Dylsxic said:

The landscape continued to fly by, the train moving fairly fast, after a few minutes, with another sigh, Faunus moved to sit back down across from Kion, a small, reassuring smile on her lips. That mischievous twinkle in her green eyes had long died, as she searched his expression, trying to judge if another conversation was good or not.

Kion continues looking off into the distance, but speaks softly. “I want to find a new purpose, if I can’t do what I once did. I suppose I was lucky, before, having a true idea of what I was supposed to do.” 
The Render reaches the train tracks, and is angry. So that was how the mage was escaping! Unable to outrun the train, it tears up rails and snaps them into metal fragments. It was known as a Render for a reason, after all. Taking the sharp pieces of twisted metal and forming them into a human-like shape with great bladed wings, it walks off, away from the mage. But that did not mean it had given up. It was still hunting, just in a different way.