The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket stared at him for a moment. "I hope you suffer." he said, finally.

“I do,” Hidel promised 

59 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Shoe nodded to Livetha, then turned on Hidal, fuming.

Why, he snarled, stepping right up to the man, would you sacrifice your daughter to bring back your wife, when you knew you could never have her again anyway? You said it yourself! You knew you could never have her back- what would have happened when she found out on her own? What was your plan -because you wanted her so badly- to keep her around? How did you plan to explain to her that you killed her child, because you were so caught up in your own grief after fifteen YEARS, you couldn't bear to be without her anymore?

“It’s been building for years. I’ll tell you everything, if you like.”

54 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

A seagull flew towards him, squawking loudly and looking very menacing. It tried to peck at his head as it swooped through the air.

Tam banished the spirit to whatever the TLT equivalent of Hell was.

Bat screamed even louder, then ran back into the forest to hide. 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

3 hours ago, Ookla the Arbiter said:

...

invisible Narrationblade.

Hacob looked at Unintelligible, confused.

the one where he told the GW he was Platypus.

Hacob heard this, and was quite offended.

I never left.

Can you link me?

3 hours ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

Dint was oblivious. He and Pyk walked over to the disputing people. Pyk’s face seemed to get grimmer and grimmer the more he heard from the survivors.

Tenth shrugged, and hesitated.  Maybe? I don’t really know what it is… if I could study it… perhaps… 

We could, if you wish, suggested Charles.

2 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Subversion frowned. "It matters to me that even though I am starting to care for Nogard, I can't think of a reason to care for anybody."

"I suppose that I could at least try to get a lighter sentence."

Moni snuck up on Atreides invisibly, careful to move in total silence as she positioned herself to strike.

Unintelligible has Ookla powers.

I can sense your Narrationblade. Don't kill him until we get the information we need. Unintelligible was careful to transmit his thoughts only to Hacob.

"Well, if you have problems with the realness of characters you're going to have to talk to the people in charge of writing them."

24 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“I do,” Hidel promised 

“It’s been building for years. I’ll tell you everything, if you like.”

Bat screamed even louder, then ran back into the forest to hide. 

"Oh!" said Bacon, who was disguised as a bear. "Hello, Bat. Can you tell me where I am?"

 

 

 

Edited November 30, 2024 by Ookla the Bacon

[TwinStorm He/Him]

33 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Moni sat down on a nearby rock wearily. "How are you? He got a pretty good hit in on me at the end there, but the horseshoe mitigated the damage. Looked like he hurt you pretty bad."

Perseus sighed, pulling off his shirt to reveal large burns. He winced. "Some more to add to the collection, I guess." he said, exhausted.

20 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“I do,” Hidel promised 

“It’s been building for years. I’ll tell you everything, if you like.”

Bat screamed even louder, then ran back into the forest to hide. 

Cricket looked at him with hatred. "Be thankful you're alive."

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

31 minutes ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

The Scribe undid this. How dare you.

"I dare." She redid it.

18 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Bat screamed even louder, then ran back into the forest to hide. 

A mountain lion came lumbering out and, upon seeing Bat, roared and ran straight for him.

19 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“It’s been building for years. I’ll tell you everything, if you like.”

Shoe was surprised. He hadn't expected that.

Fine.

He was still furious though.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

A mountain lion came lumbering out and, upon seeing Bat, roared and ran straight for him.

"Excuse me," said Bacon to the mountain lion politely. "We're having a conversation."

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Ookla the Bacon said:

"Excuse me," said Bacon to the mountain lion politely. "We're having a conversation."

The mountain lion huffed angrily and retreated back into the jungle.

The seagull kept attacking Bat though.

[Keke They/he]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

The Scribe was mad that the squirrel was able to see through the flawless illusion, so he returned the spirit.

Pyk walked up to one man in particular, the source of the argument. “WRIULIN! What have you done?”

Wriulin turned to him. “I’ve fulfilled my destiny.” He laughed. “No. That implies that it was always mine. That I was afforded it. No, I took this destiny.”

As he said this, a battle was playing out behind them. Unpowered people fought against those with Strands, and some fled the scene. The ones with Strands encased those they fought against, and brought them to work. One of the fleeing unpowered people was carrying a small tablet.

Wriulin addressed Pyk. “This is my nation. My… Hasratha.”

Hasratha is the name of the nation…

Also, this technically should be some few millennia ahead.

Time skip??

Asher stared at the battle. They tensed in their armor. They wanted to help, they needed to help. But there is no way they could do anything. They tightened their grip on their knife. And looked at the man named Wriulin analyzing him. Figuring out everything they could about him.

[NameIess]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"Well, if you have problems with how real characters feel you're going to have to talk to the people in charge of writing them."

Subversion sat up. "I'd like some real solutions, not far-fetched suggestions like complaining with my Author. Right now all that comes to mind is ripping my emotions out, locking them away forever, and dealing with Nogard to make sure they don't come back."

9 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Perseus sighed, pulling off his shirt to reveal large burns. He winced. "Some more to add to the collection, I guess." he said, exhausted.

"Hm." Moni searched through her pack. "Here, try this." She tossed a tube of salve to him.

10 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Shoe was surprised. He hadn't expected that.

Fine.

He was still furious though.

"Shoe, how much more do you need from this guy? He's already told us he doesn't know where his children are."

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Subversion sat up. "I'd like some real solutions, not far-fetched suggestions like complaining with my Author. Right now all that comes to mind is ripping my emotions out, locking them away forever, and dealing with Nogard to make sure they don't come back."

"Hm." Moni searched through her pack. "Here, try this." She tossed a tube of salve to him.

"Shoe, how much more do you need from this guy? He's already told us he doesn't know where his children are."

He rubbed it over his wounds, wincing. "Thanks. That feels better."

[LessName]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Subversion sat up. "I'd like some real solutions, not far-fetched suggestions like complaining with my Author. Right now all that comes to mind is ripping my emotions out, locking them away forever, and dealing with Nogard to make sure they don't come back."

A copy of Faunus appeared suddenly, and sighed softly, looking at Subversion adoringly, or at least the hands behind Subversion. “Such a masculine way to handle that. But if you’re just going to complain to your author, it might be better if I ask my author to do it. I’m sure that’ll make better headway.” With a quick grin, she disappeared.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

4 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Subversion sat up. "I'd like some real solutions, not far-fetched suggestions like complaining with my Author. Right now all that comes to mind is ripping my emotions out, locking them away forever, and dealing with Nogard to make sure they don't come back."

"Hm." Moni searched through her pack. "Here, try this." She tossed a tube of salve to him.

"Shoe, how much more do you need from this guy? He's already told us he doesn't know where his children are."

Bacon sat up a little straighter. "Uhh... How about we call that one Plan B for now?" He pulled his notepad back out. "You said your problem was finding reasons to care about people?"

2 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"I suppose that I could at least try to get a lighter sentence."

 

"As in, no execution?" Selppaenip asked excitedly.

[NameIess]

6 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

He rubbed it over his wounds, wincing. "Thanks. That feels better."

"You're welcome." Moni stood up. "Now, what's next?"

7 minutes ago, Ookla the Dylsxic said:

A copy of Faunus appeared suddenly, and sighed softly, looking at Subversion adoringly, or at least the hands behind Subversion. “Such a masculine way to handle that. But if you’re just going to complain to your author, it might be better if I ask my author to do it. I’m sure that’ll make better headway.” With a quick grin, she disappeared.

Subversion blinked. "...How am I supposed to respond to that?"

13 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

Bacon sat up a little straighter. "Uhh... How about we call that one Plan B for now?" He pulled his notepad back out. "You said your problem was finding reasons to care about people?"

"No. My problem is that there is no reason to care about people. Neither for me to care about them, nor for them to care about me. And yet Nogard does care for me, and I... I also care about him."

16 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"As in, no execution?" Selppaenip asked excitedly.

"If you wish to argue for that, then do so." 

[LessName]

Just now, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Subversion blinked. "...How am I supposed to respond to that?"

You’re not supposed to, it was your authors expression my author greatly enjoyed. 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"You're welcome." Moni stood up. "Now, what's next?"

Subversion blinked. "...How am I supposed to respond to that?"

"No. My problem is that there is no reason to care about people. Neither for me to care about them, nor for them to care about me. And yet Nogard does care for me, and I... I also care about him."

"Now?" he said, getting up and looking around. "Now, we gather allies. We should head to one of the rebellion bases, maybe the Ninth Wall of Freedom. Yes, that would be good. We should find some civilization, first, and see where we are."

Somewhere in the Thread, Trellin appeared. "Hello?" he called.

[NameIess]

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"Now?" he said, getting up and looking around. "Now, we gather allies. We should head to one of the rebellion bases, maybe the Ninth Wall of Freedom. Yes, that would be good. We should find some civilization, first, and see where we are."

"Lead the way then." Moni looked around as well. "Since I have no idea how to navigate in this place."

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"Lead the way then." Moni looked around as well. "Since I have no idea how to navigate in this place."

He looked around again. "I've live a thousand years in Ragnorok, and there is one major rule for surviving. Civilization is in the lowlands. Try and find a way down from this plateau." he said, leaving to look for ways off.

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

He looked around again. "I've live a thousand years in Ragnorok, and there is one major rule for surviving. Civilization is in the lowlands. Try and find a way down from this plateau." he said, leaving to look for ways off.

"Hm." Moni pulled the horseshoe out of her cloak and looked at it. A little bent, but the magic should still work, right? "How about we jump off?"

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

2 hours ago, Ookla the Dylsxic said:

Faunus raised that eyebrow of hers, unimpressed at the display. “Now, see here, just because I dressed up for dancing, doesn’t mean I desire to be princessed- I thinking more along the lines of Lone Ranger, you know, cloaks and leather armor, none of this lady nonsense.” As she spoke, her outfit changed once more, all while she was boarding the train with Kion. Her white blouse was replaced by a long sleeved green tunic, a leather chest piece and belt sprouting around it, a grey cloak wrapped around her shoulders, buttoning with a pendant around her collar, she wore a sword on her hip, and sturdy leather boots on her feet. Upon noticing the change, Faunus felt her cheeks go red with embarrassment, as she smacked her forehead. “I’ve got to stop doing that.”

Faunus ignored Rebus’ grumbling, she simply didn’t care. Swords are cool, and so are horses. And that was that.

Kion looks at her strangely. “You can use magic - or Narration, which is different I suppose - by accident? Maybe I am better off with my powers.” Imagine if I made things happen by worrying about them. The Render would be on me in a heartbeat. “But the outfit works, I suppose. I don’t know how practical it truly is, but you don’t really have to care, do you?” 
Rebus counters that if swords and horses are cool, laser swords and robot horses are cooler. Or laser horses and robot swords, for that matter. Wrapping himself in the proper force fields, he descends to Antimatterland and begins the negotiations for antimatter plastic trash in exchange for matter plastic trash. 

6 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Somewhere in the Thread, Trellin appeared. "Hello?" he called.

Trellin, perhaps, appears on a train. A winged figure made from twisted metal has just ripped a decent portion of the wall off, balling it up into a piece of torso and stepping inside. “Hello. Are you the conductor? Your tracks ahead are damaged because I made my body from them. Please turn the train around and go a different way so I can hunt my quarry.” 

[LessName]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Kion looks at her strangely. “You can use magic - or Narration, which is different I suppose - by accident? Maybe I am better off with my powers.” Imagine if I made things happen by worrying about them. The Render would be on me in a heartbeat. “But the outfit works, I suppose. I don’t know how practical it truly is, but you don’t really have to care, do you?” 
Rebus counters that if swords and horses are cool, laser swords and robot horses are cooler. Or laser horses and robot swords, for that matter. Wrapping himself in the proper force fields, he descends to Antimatterland and begins the negotiations for antimatter plastic trash in exchange for matter plastic trash.

“I’m still learning.” She said softly, sitting down and buried her reddening face in her hands. In control again, Faunus had her outfit change back to the simple white blouse and green pants. Sighing softly, she managed a weak smile, as she ran a hand through her long strawberry blonde hair. “I do care, right now. Maybe that will eventually change. But I can still feel stupid, even as a Narrator.” 
Yeah? Well Faunus countered that with dragon, elves, dwarves and other cool stuff. Epic sword fights, armies riding to battle, Lord of the Rings. Those are cool things to base one’s personality off of. Not that Faunus or her Author have done that.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

"I dare." She redid it.

A mountain lion came lumbering out and, upon seeing Bat, roared and ran straight for him.

Shoe was surprised. He hadn't expected that.

Fine.

He was still furious though.

The Scribe huffed, and a swarm of eldritch squirrels appeared.

56 minutes ago, OOKLA the strange said:

Time skip??

Asher stared at the battle. They tensed in their armor. They wanted to help, they needed to help. But there is no way they could do anything. They tightened their grip on their knife. And looked at the man named Wriulin analyzing him. Figuring out everything they could about him.

Nahhh, I’m just saying I’ve rushed the plot a wee bit…

Also, Wriulin is tied for my second most powerful character ever, the most powerful being a deity.

But your character has a unique ability to… *cough* kill him.

Wriulin turned to his people. “Do not fear, my followers. You have asked for an independent future, and I have graciously given it to you.”

One of the unpowered rose their voice. “Our situation is worse! You promised us a society, and now we have nothing!”

Wriulin stared at the outspoken person, and a charcoal black Strand snapped forward from him and towards them, slicing them in half. “We can rebuild. We will rebuild.”

1 hour ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

Can you link me?

We could, if you wish, suggested Charles.

"Well, if you have problems with the realness of characters you're going to have to talk to the people in charge of writing them."

"Oh!" said Bacon, who was disguised as a bear. "Hello, Bat. Can you tell me where I am?"

 

 

 

Tenth nodded, grave.
The Notblade hummed to Bacon from Bat’s hand.

Edited November 30, 2024 by Ookla the Dragonslayer

[xinoehp512 he/him]

43 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"You're welcome." Moni stood up. "Now, what's next?"

Subversion blinked. "...How am I supposed to respond to that?"

"No. My problem is that there is no reason to care about people. Neither for me to care about them, nor for them to care about me. And yet Nogard does care for me, and I... I also care about him."

 

"Hmm," said Bacon. "Do you perhaps care about him because he is kind and you feel that kindness should be returned?"

43 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"If you wish to argue for that, then do so." 

"Excellent! ...now what exactly does arguing for a 'reduced sentence' entail?"

41 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"Now?" he said, getting up and looking around. "Now, we gather allies. We should head to one of the rebellion bases, maybe the Ninth Wall of Freedom. Yes, that would be good. We should find some civilization, first, and see where we are."

Somewhere in the Thread, Trellin appeared. "Hello?" he called.

"How's it going?" asked Bacon, who was engaged in filling out a crossword puzzle.

15 minutes ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

The Scribe huffed, and a swarm of eldritch squirrels appeared.

Nahhh, I’m just saying I’ve rushed the plot a wee bit…

Also, Wriulin is tied for my second most powerful character ever, the most powerful being a deity.

But your character has a unique ability to… *cough* kill him.

Wriulin turned to his people. “Do not fear, my followers. You have asked for an independent future, and I have graciously given it to you.”

One of the unpowered rose their voice. “Our situation is worse! You promised us a society, and now we have nothing!”

Wriulin stared at the outspoken person, and a charcoal black Strand snapped forward from him and towards them, slicing them in half. “We can rebuild. We will rebuild.”

Tenth nodded, grave.

Close your eyes. Let us enter your dreamscape.

15 minutes ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

The Notblade hummed to Bacon from Bat’s hand.

"Oh!" said Bacon. "What do you have there?" @oOklA thE shInyYyy

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

Just now, Ookla the Bacon said:

"Hmm," said Bacon. "Do you perhaps care about him because he is kind and you feel that kindness should be returned?"

"Excellent! ...now what exactly does arguing for a 'reduced sentence' entail?"

"How's it going?" asked Bacon, who was engaged in filling out a crossword puzzle.

Close your eyes. Let us enter your dreamscape.

"Oh!" said Bacon. "What do you have there?" @oOklA thE shInyYyy

Tenth did so, attempting to enter his dreamscape.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

Tenth did so, attempting to enter his dreamscape.

Tenth was once again faced with the strands, caged this time.

Edited November 30, 2024 by Ookla the Bacon

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

Just now, Ookla the Bacon said:

They were once again faced with the strands, caged this time.

Tenth peered at them, noticing that they turned charcoal black at the bottom.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

42 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

"Hm." Moni pulled the horseshoe out of her cloak and looked at it. A little bent, but the magic should still work, right? "How about we jump off?"

Perseus shrugged. "I'm down for it."

41 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Kion looks at her strangely. “You can use magic - or Narration, which is different I suppose - by accident? Maybe I am better off with my powers.” Imagine if I made things happen by worrying about them. The Render would be on me in a heartbeat. “But the outfit works, I suppose. I don’t know how practical it truly is, but you don’t really have to care, do you?” 
Rebus counters that if swords and horses are cool, laser swords and robot horses are cooler. Or laser horses and robot swords, for that matter. Wrapping himself in the proper force fields, he descends to Antimatterland and begins the negotiations for antimatter plastic trash in exchange for matter plastic trash. 

Trellin, perhaps, appears on a train. A winged figure made from twisted metal has just ripped a decent portion of the wall off, balling it up into a piece of torso and stepping inside. “Hello. Are you the conductor? Your tracks ahead are damaged because I made my body from them. Please turn the train around and go a different way so I can hunt my quarry.” 

"I'm not a conductor. Just a Narrator."

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"Hmm," said Bacon. "Do you perhaps care about him because he is kind and you feel that kindness should be returned?"

"Excellent! ...now what exactly does arguing for a 'reduced sentence' entail?"

"How's it going?" asked Bacon, who was engaged in filling out a crossword puzzle.

Close your eyes. Let us enter your dreamscape.

"Oh!" said Bacon. "What do you have there?" @oOklA thE shInyYyy

Trellin frowned. "I was sent here, because..." he checked a note in his pocket. "Apparently, my master wants me to investigate Narratorial powers. So he gave me this body, and made me a Narrator."