The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

The things let him, but stayed nearby.

She took a deep, shuddering breath and hugged him tighter. “So he just… just died?”

He sighed in relief and nodded.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Maybe not 

A worried look flashed across her face for an instant, but she quickly replaced it with a smile.

"Nothing," she laughed softly. "One of the other Narrators has been having an existential crisis, and . . . it's hard to not think about it. Don't worry about that right now."

Cricket nodded, slightly concerned about Tam.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Bat smiled, happy, and moved to the edge of the trees to check that Gaioh was still on the beach. He was. 

The bird nibbled his ear happily.

I've had a thing with birds lately, I'm noticing

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket nodded, slightly concerned about Tam.

"Oh, you don't need to be worried about me," she said, doing her best to seem cheerful.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

The bird nibbled his ear happily.

I've had a thing with birds lately, I'm noticing

"Oh, you don't need to be worried about me," she said, doing her best to seem cheerful.

"Yeah." Cricket said, not completely convinced. "Tam... I've been meaning to ask you this, but I didn't want to seem rude or anything, what was it like as Ciara's prisoner? Sorry if that seems rude."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

5 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

He sighed in relief and nodded.

“Oh,” she whispered. 

“Wh- what about my siblings?”

5 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

The bird nibbled his ear happily.

I've had a thing with birds lately, I'm noticing

"Oh, you don't need to be worried about me," she said, doing her best to seem cheerful.

I love birds 

Gaioh started coughing again. Bat rushed over, but there was nothing he could do. The fit lasted longer this time, maybe half a minute. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"Yeah." Cricket said, not completely convinced. "Tam... I've been meaning to ask you this, but I didn't want to seem rude or anything, what was it like as Ciara's prisoner? Sorry if that seems rude."

She stared at him, shocked.

"Um . . . no, it's fine, it's . . . um-" she struggled to find the right words.

Just now, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Oh,” she whispered. 

“Wh- what about my siblings?”

I don't know. I think they're alive, don't worry, but Hidel didn't really seem to know what happened to them.

He said they went South, to an Aunt's house.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

She stared at him, shocked.

"Um . . . no, it's fine, it's . . . um-" she struggled to find the right words.

I don't know. I think they're alive, don't worry, but Hidel didn't really seem to know what happened to them.

He said they went South, to an Aunt's house.

"I'm sorry." Cricket hurriedly apologized. "I didn't mean to make you think about that!" 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

She stared at him, shocked.

"Um . . . no, it's fine, it's . . . um-" she struggled to find the right words.

I don't know. I think they're alive, don't worry, but Hidel didn't really seem to know what happened to them.

He said they went South, to an Aunt's house.

“Oh. Probably Aunt Saura.”

—

Gaioh glared at Bat, who flinched and took a step back. 

Something deep in him was wrong. He could feel that. And… and the beach was so hot— but it shouldn’t have been, right? 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

gn, I gotta go to bed.

Edited December 1, 2024 by Ookla the Irreplaceable

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"I'm sorry." Cricket hurriedly apologized. "I didn't mean to make you think about that!" 

She closed her eyes and put out a hand to silence him. "No, no, it's really fine, just- just give me a second."

Just now, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Oh. Probably Aunt Saura.”

He nodded. We should go look for them, then?

1 minute ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Gaioh glared at Bat, who flinched and took a step back. 

Something deep in him was wrong. He could feel that. And… and the beach was so hot— but it shouldn’t have been, right? 

Tam stopped, looking in Gaioh's direction.

"Cricket, wait . . . something's wrong."

She hopped off the rock and started towards Gaioh and Bat.

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

gn, I gotta go to bed.

Goodnight!

I should probably go, too.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

8 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

She closed her eyes and put out a hand to silence him. "No, no, it's really fine, just- just give me a second."

He nodded. We should go look for them, then?

Tam stopped, looking in Gaioh's direction.

"Cricket, wait . . . something's wrong."

She hopped off the rock and started towards Gaioh and Bat.

Goodnight!

I should probably go, too.

“Y- yes. Just… say hi.” 

Gaioh straightened just in time. “Hey.” 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

1 hour ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

She swallowed. 

She hugged him back, heart racing. “What’s wrong? Why did you jump like that?” 

She paused. “Hacob?”

He sighed. “Wow. Thanks. Very comforting.”

"It ought to be! You see..."

1 hour ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"And who is this Onyx fellow?"

Yeah, I think so too. 

"A fellow Narrator. Brooding fellow. Not very sociable."

1 hour ago, Ookla The Loser OfThe Game said:

I jawn walk in      (pronounced jaw   n)

Bacon walked by.

27 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Oh,” she whispered. 

“Wh- what about my siblings?”

I love birds 

Gaioh started coughing again. Bat rushed over, but there was nothing he could do. The fit lasted longer this time, maybe half a minute. 

"Oh my!" remarked Bacon, peering at Gaioh. "Is something the matter?"

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"It ought to be! You see..."

"A fellow Narrator. Brooding fellow. Not very sociable."

Bacon walked by.

"Oh my!" remarked Bacon, peering at Gaioh. "Is something the matter?"

“Yes?” Bat asked. 

Gaioh jumped, as Bacon had apparently appeared from nowhere. “No. No, I’m fine.” 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

10 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Y- yes. Just… say hi.” 

 

Shoe nodded. We should go soon, then.

10 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Gaioh straightened just in time. “Hey.” 

Tam's eyes narrowed. "Hey . . ."

8 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Gaioh jumped, as Bacon had apparently appeared from nowhere. “No. No, I’m fine.” 

"Somehow I doubt that," Tam said, suspicious.

Edited December 1, 2024 by Ookla the Inconclusive

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

13 hours ago, Ookla the Dylsxic said:

Hehe, I never turn down the change for conflict.

Faunus visibility flinched at the loudness of his voice, wrapping her arms around herself, and for a moment, seemed to be about to shrink back, until she set her jaw, chin lifting in defiance. Those green eyes of hers met Kion’s, determination bright in them as she stood her ground. Fed up with all this nonsense, she had opened her mouth to fight back, but then paused, hearing his voice break. Faunus’ gaze softened slightly, although she still felt taken advantage of, and might have even sat back down, if Kion hadn’t made the mistake of making it sound like she couldn’t fight his Render. That made her bristle all over again, and she scowled at him. “Your Render couldn’t hurt me if it tried.” Faunus muttered, folding her arms across her chest, as she glared at Kion. How dare he assume she too fragile to take along? “I’m not going anywhere.” She snapped, “This is my train, you can take your leave, if you want.”

Yeah, this does provide some accidental character development. In his world, which needs a name eventually, they’ll squeeze out every drop of use from magic, because it adds up to a life. 
“I know it can’t hurt you right now. Maybe it never can - I certainly hope so. But I’ve heard stories. A Render the size of a mountain - Delen the Clever had know exactly how to survive, but he walked out into the desert and let it kill him because it was crushing towns with each step. Lantic the Cowardly spent his life teleporting away over and over, until his Render moved with the sound of a cracking whip, then too fast to see, and finally it crossed an entire country in a line of fire and struck Lantic down before he could escape.” He shudders, imagining dying that suddenly and violently. “The longer I survive, the stronger the thing gets. Different spells do different things to it - we know that much - and I have reasons to cast spells here that nobody would ever think to use. Maybe you can fight a monster the size of a mountain, or one that moves fast enough to set the air on fire. But it got out of that box Sequence put it in, and that’s before I’ll end up strengthening it with whatever I do. I don’t think a Narrator can kill it for good; we’ve tried spells like obliteration or annihilation, and all they do is destroy the objects it uses as its body. So I don’t know. I’ll stay here - no reason to waste magic - but once we get there, if you want me to, I will take my leave, spend my life helping people, and die before I can make a true monster.” He looks resigned, certain that this will be his path. 
The Render’s train ride thus far is much less eventful. It takes up two seats, and its wings reach into several more, but few people are brave enough to even be in the same car as it - even in a world this strange, the amount of seemingly accidental damage it’s done to its seat is alarming. It systematically bends, breaks, and sharpens the metal that makes up its body into the shapes it needs, not really knowing anything else to do while waiting. 

12 hours ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"I'd be careful about pranking Narrators! They might prank you back."

“That’s how this happened in the first place, remember? But I think we’re even now, and it seems even my new idea got no-selled. Maybe I should talk to that Scribe person, or explain my schemes beforehand so I can appeal to your Author’s sense of humor.” 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Shoe nodded. We should go soon, then.

Tam's eyes narrowed. "Hey . . ."

"Somehow I doubt that," Tam said, suspicious.

“Yes. Now.” 

Gaioh waved a hand dismissively, then doubled over coughing again. 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

11 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

She closed her eyes and put out a hand to silence him. "No, no, it's really fine, just- just give me a second."

He nodded. We should go look for them, then?

Tam stopped, looking in Gaioh's direction.

"Cricket, wait . . . something's wrong."

She hopped off the rock and started towards Gaioh and Bat.

Goodnight!

I should probably go, too.

Cricket got up, following curiously.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Yes. Now.” 

He looked over at the others.

Wait, hang on. What's wrong with Gaioh?

1 hour ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Gaioh waved a hand dismissively, then doubled over coughing again. 

Tam shook her head.

"Gaioh, you're definitely sick. And don't try to convince me otherwise, because-" she gestured to him as he coughed, "-that'd be ridiculous."

Edited December 1, 2024 by Ookla the Inconclusive

[xinoehp512 he/him]

11 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Yes?” Bat asked. 

 

"It's good news because it means there's something you can do about it!"

11 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Gaioh jumped, as Bacon had apparently appeared from nowhere. “No. No, I’m fine.” 

"You'd better be!" remarked Bacon. "That's my craftsmanship you're using. If you get sick and die, it will reflect terribly on my ratings!"

2 hours ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Yeah, this does provide some accidental character development. In his world, which needs a name eventually, they’ll squeeze out every drop of use from magic, because it adds up to a life. 
“I know it can’t hurt you right now. Maybe it never can - I certainly hope so. But I’ve heard stories. A Render the size of a mountain - Delen the Clever had know exactly how to survive, but he walked out into the desert and let it kill him because it was crushing towns with each step. Lantic the Cowardly spent his life teleporting away over and over, until his Render moved with the sound of a cracking whip, then too fast to see, and finally it crossed an entire country in a line of fire and struck Lantic down before he could escape.” He shudders, imagining dying that suddenly and violently. “The longer I survive, the stronger the thing gets. Different spells do different things to it - we know that much - and I have reasons to cast spells here that nobody would ever think to use. Maybe you can fight a monster the size of a mountain, or one that moves fast enough to set the air on fire. But it got out of that box Sequence put it in, and that’s before I’ll end up strengthening it with whatever I do. I don’t think a Narrator can kill it for good; we’ve tried spells like obliteration or annihilation, and all they do is destroy the objects it uses as its body. So I don’t know. I’ll stay here - no reason to waste magic - but once we get there, if you want me to, I will take my leave, spend my life helping people, and die before I can make a true monster.” He looks resigned, certain that this will be his path. 
The Render’s train ride thus far is much less eventful. It takes up two seats, and its wings reach into several more, but few people are brave enough to even be in the same car as it - even in a world this strange, the amount of seemingly accidental damage it’s done to its seat is alarming. It systematically bends, breaks, and sharpens the metal that makes up its body into the shapes it needs, not really knowing anything else to do while waiting. 

“That’s how this happened in the first place, remember? But I think we’re even now, and it seems even my new idea got no-selled. Maybe I should talk to that Scribe person, or explain my schemes beforehand so I can appeal to your Author’s sense of humor.” 

"That was a prank?" Bacon blinked. "Why was there so much lore?"

[TwinStorm He/Him]

12 hours ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"It ought to be! You see..."

"A fellow Narrator. Brooding fellow. Not very sociable."

Bacon walked by.

"Oh my!" remarked Bacon, peering at Gaioh. "Is something the matter?"

"I see... But he can tell me about the Thread?"

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"You'd better be!" remarked Bacon. "That's my craftsmanship you're using. If you get sick and die, it will reflect terribly on my ratings!"

Tam shot him an annoyed look. That's super rude, you know.

[NameIess]

14 hours ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"I don't know." Perseus grunted, still trying to beat off the Redmaw. "Never fought one myself."

Moni pulled a net from her pack and threw it at the Redmaw. "Try not to hurt it too badly."

14 hours ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

The guide considered the map. I believe it is simply not to scale. The landmarks depicted are in the correct locations relative to each other, if not the correct distance.

"Oh, I see." The traveler frowned at her map. "Then that would mean... how far is it to the Inspector's abode?"

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Moni pulled a net from her pack and threw it at the Redmaw. "Try not to hurt it too badly."

"Oh, I see." The traveler frowned at her map. "Then that would mean... how far is it to the Inspector's abode?"

"Why?" shouted Perseus, barely keeping it at arm's length. "The blazing demon wants to kill me!"

[NameIess]

14 hours ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

Selppaenip hesitated. "I think he still wants to plead guilty, but..." He paused, inspecting the document. "Oh my! How terrible! I do hope he was soundly defeated?"

"Yes, he was. What I find more interesting is what he told Platypus after his defeat. That he was hired by a mysterious man who used a sword to 'make anyone who sought after the Dreamsmith visit this cave first'. A sword... perhaps a Plotblade?"

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

"Why?" shouted Perseus, barely keeping it at arm's length. "The blazing demon wants to kill me!"

"I said if you can help it! Killing things shouldn't be the first option, but it can be an option." Moni reached into her pack, hoping to find something that would help her stop the monster nonlethally.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

17 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"It's good news because it means there's something you can do about it!"

"You'd better be!" remarked Bacon. "That's my craftsmanship you're using. If you get sick and die, it will reflect terribly on my ratings!"

"That was a prank?" Bacon blinked. "Why was there so much lore?"

“Making you explode, or rather, trying to trick you into exploding? Yes. The lore is for three reasons: first, having sufficient foreshadowing so it’s known you’d explode without telling you outright while I summon you, second, Antimatterland gives me a convenient excuse to teleport antimatter around whenever I need it, and third, my Author talks too much and when writing, there’s nobody to tell him to stop, as evidenced by right now.” He shrugs. “Bacon the Tax Collector wasn’t nearly as interesting as I’d imagined from your show, anyway. Although I suppose that was exactly the reason you were so afraid of him.”