The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Cookie Spren]

3 minutes ago, OOKLA the strange said:

more ghost crap? Uhg. No I don't seek power.

"I'm sure you have regrets...." It spits. "Do you wish to fix them." It speaks every word slowly. More pain. Almost drilling into your head.

[Keke They/he]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

"I'm sure you have regrets...." It spits. "Do you wish to fix them." It speaks every word slowly. More pain. Almost drilling into your head.

yes i have regrets, and i cant fix them cause im not a necromancer. I just have to live with it.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

38 minutes ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

Ciara hears the voice as well (see just above). "You seek power don't you." It laughs, an acidic nasty sound as if from a bubbling cauldron of toxic waste.

. . . ?!

. . . Ciara's dead, so . . .

[Cookie Spren]

42 minutes ago, OOKLA the strange said:

yes i have regrets, and i cant fix them cause im not a necromancer. I just have to live with it.

"I could fix it for you Asher. Your problems may be relieved from you. You don't just have to 'Live with it' as you seem to assume you must. I can bring them Back." The voicer is sickening, almost hypnotic.

26 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

. . . ?!

. . . Ciara's dead, so . . .

From death, the voice sounds again, "You want revenge for your death."

If you want you can let me know if you don't to have them brought back to life.

Edited December 10, 2024 by Ookla the Cookie Collector

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

From death, the voice sounds again, "You want revenge for your death."

uh

Respectfully, no thanks . . .

I don't really want to bring her back 

[Cookie Spren]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

uh

Respectfully, no thanks . . .

I don't really want to bring her back 

cool that's fine. 

"Ughhhhh..." The voice sighs and gives up.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

cool that's fine. 

"Ughhhhh..." The voice sighs and gives up.

Yeah, sorry. But thanks.

And 

Edited December 10, 2024 by Ookla the Inconclusive

[Cookie Spren]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Yeah, sorry. But thanks.

And 

you're good. lol.

Evil ends it's reign for yet another day.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

15 hours ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket gazed around, and stepped out of the courtyard. Immediately, the world shifted, becoming a barren, dark version of the previous landscape, the trees withering, the sun going dark. Cricket gasped. "Is this what you wanted?"

Perhaps, said the doctor slowly. Is this how you perceive your abilities? A destructive power?

15 hours ago, Ookla the Inarticulate said:

That gave Aelinor pause, and she turned around to look at the Enuller as well as Unintelligible. She sighed and walked up to the door, opening it.

“I suppose you’re the doctor?”

I am. Would you like me to come inside?

14 hours ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

Wait wait wait! I’m not trustworthy? Offend! Boots! Okay. Sorry. But I can tell you what that crystal is!

You probably wouldn’t be willing to take the… personal steps required to  study it. Like eating it.

The note, having reappeared, vanished again.

Somehow I doubt you will tell me for free. 

14 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

The Emperor appears beside the river. There is no sound save for that of the wildlife one would normally find in a forest, and no sign of any intelligent life. A songbird flutters down to land on a branch in front of him and begins singing a beautiful melody.

The traveler narrows her eyes at Hacob. "I'm asking Narrators why we should care about people. I figured you'd be a terrible person to ask, but I'm also getting pretty desperate, so... yeah."

"Oh." Subversion set her pen down sadly. "I doubt you'll let me have it then."

The Ennuller gave Subversion a look and didn't say anything.

14 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

It nodded.

Then it burst into flames and collapsed in a pile of ash.

Bacon blinked. "Wait, come back!"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

13 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

I am. Would you like me to come inside?

17 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Unintelligible teleported away back to Sequence . . .

Aelinor nodded, holding open the door to allow them inside. "This way," she said, leading them down the dark hallway to a bedroom, where Sequence laid on the bed sleeping. Aelinor gently nudged her shoulder. "The doctor is here." Sequence groaned and sat up with a gentle fit of coughing.

[NameIess]

13 hours ago, Ookla the Arbiter said:

"Oh, are you also having an existential crisis? That greatly changes my response." He cleared his throat.

"So what if we're not real? Does that really mean we don't exist? That we don't matter? If we can evoke emotion in the ones that are real (and we can, I assure you that), are we any less real than music or art? Do those now not matter?"

He paused, then realized he'd gotten off topic.

"But I digress. The Thread is important because it brings joy to our Authors. And I have a lot better things happen to me when my Author is happy. So if you care about yourself, than the Thread is important, and if you care about your Author, the Thread is important. If you don't care about anything, than you will never care about the people here anyway."

“Art matters,” the traveler’s grey eyes says softly. “But whether it depicts suffering or joy, utmost delight or abject despair, it can still be a masterwork. The worth of art, if measured in any way, should be measured in the emotion it evokes. But why then does happiness matter? Tragedy can evoke emotions just as well.”

3 hours ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

The Emperor stands watching and listening to the songbird. Eventually he leaves the songbird, and begins to travel down the side of the river.

A voice speaks from behind the Emperor. “Tell me, Narrator. What is it you fear most?”

16 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

The Ennuller gave Subversion a look and didn't say anything.

Subversion crossed ‘get Nullite from the Enullers’ off of her list. “Well, sorry to bother you. I’ll be going now…” She tilted her head to the side, an idea sparking in her mind. “Actually, something just occurred to me. You lot are currently training a bunch of new Enullers, correct?”

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Inarticulate said:

Aelinor nodded, holding open the door to allow them inside. "This way," she said, leading them down the dark hallway to a bedroom, where Sequence laid on the bed sleeping. Aelinor gently nudged her shoulder. "The doctor is here." Sequence groaned and sat up with a gentle fit of coughing.

Unintelligible moved to Sequence’s side with concern.

[Cookie Spren]

12 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

A voice speaks from behind the Emperor. “Tell me, Narrator. What is it you fear most?”

The Emperor turns around "The people I am to protect dying because of my failure to protect him" He says solemnly.

Edited December 10, 2024 by Ookla the Cookie Collector

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

28 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

Bacon blinked. "Wait, come back!"

The ash turned into a piece of paper.

Why? had been written on it.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

3 minutes ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

Unintelligible moved to Sequence’s side with concern.

Aelinor stepped back and Sequence rubbed her eyes wearily before seeing Unintelligible and the Enuller. "Ah, hello again! Is this the doctor?" She paused to cough into her elbow. She came back looking a little bit dizzy. "Unintelligible... Unintelligible... We've never given you a nickname, have we? Maybe you need one... Unintell- Unintellbib- Agh. A little bit of a mouthful, don't you think?" More coughing.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

On 12/8/2024 at 11:53 AM, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Owen visualizes more cookies, but nothing happens. “What makes someone become a Narrator?” 

Rebus laughs and hits a button labeled “electrolaser”. Nine glowing streaks fly out into the sky as the music quiets. It swells dramatically again as the glowing dots assemble and lightning crackles between them. “TLT” is written in the sky in electricity, and crack of thunder rings out. Smaller, ordinary explosions write “light show, by Rebus” in smaller letters below it. Rebus smirks and gestures to a row of buttons. “I’ll let you pick the next sequence.” The five buttons say “boring”, “pond”, “portals”, “star”, and “multi-stage”, respectively. A larger button below the row says finale. 

Owen frowns back, wondering what he could have done to cause such a reaction. 

I'll answer this once rebus vanishes

Beosta narrowed her eyes suspiciously. 

On 12/8/2024 at 12:41 PM, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Yeah.

Must have been awful.

Tam made his hair a dark brown color, his eyes yellow (for no reason other than she was bored), and gave him freckles.

Beosta narrowed her eyes at Tam. She wasn't sure if that was rude or not. 

On 12/8/2024 at 3:09 PM, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Haly!

@oOklA thE shInyYyy

Did you see this?

"I thought she just went to get Eva." 

"She went upstairs," Eva chirped. "To find the good china." 

17 hours ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

We both mutually jumped to conclusions, and I’m glad we could explain our actions. 
Rebus glowers as yet another forbiddance is pronounced by his Author. At least this one would end if the Emperor contacted him voluntarily, unlike the whole Template thing. 
@oOklA thE shInyYyy @Ookla the Bacon, Rebus crackles out of existence to sulk, leaving behind a trove of now uncontrolled advanced nanotechnology. Nothing bad seems to have happened yet, though, and the firework panel is still there… 

Lady Bug pouted, then pressed "portals", "star", "star", "star",  "pond", "star", "star,", "multi-stage", and "finale". 

16 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

"Uh, okay! I have . . . no idea where to find him."

*sigh*

HALY COME BAAAAAAACK

SORRY SORRY

16 hours ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

wait

I'm not involved but

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SORRY SORRY SORRY 

14 hours ago, Ookla the Arbiter said:

"Oh, are you also having an existential crisis? That greatly changes my response." He cleared his throat.

"So what if we're not real? Does that really mean we don't exist? That we don't matter? If we can evoke emotion in the ones that are real (and we can, I assure you that), are we any less real than music or art? Do those now not matter?"

He paused, then realized he'd gotten off topic.

"But I digress. The Thread is important because it brings joy to our Authors. And I have a lot better things happen to me when my Author is happy. So if you care about yourself, than the Thread is important, and if you care about your Author, the Thread is important. If you don't care about anything, than you will never care about the people here anyway."

Lady Bug poofed into existence without fanfare to listen. 

She pressed her lips into a thin line and said nothing. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

SORRY SORRY

IT'S OKAY

GLAD YOU'RE ALIVE

1 minute ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Beosta narrowed her eyes at Tam. She wasn't sure if that was rude or not. 

Tam's invisible

2 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

"I thought she just went to get Eva." 

"She went upstairs," Eva chirped. "To find the good china." 

Okay then.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

IT'S OKAY

GLAD YOU'RE ALIVE

Tam's invisible

Okay then.

Ohh right

In that case, Beosta narrowed her eyes at Owen. 

That was very suspicious. 

Maybe she should stab him. 

--

A key turned in the lock, and a man stepped through the doorway. The resemblance to Beosta was very prevalent, though his hair was lighter and his eyes green instead of brown. His eyebrows lifted when he saw them all, and he broke into a grin when he saw Beosta. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

In that case, Beosta narrowed her eyes at Owen. 

That was very suspicious. 

Maybe she should stab him. 

Shoe, in turn, narrowed his eyes at her.

Don't stab anyone.

2 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

A key turned in the lock, and a man stepped through the doorway. The resemblance to Beosta was very prevalent, though his hair was lighter and his eyes green instead of brown. His eyebrows lifted when he saw them all, and he broke into a grin when he saw Beosta. 

Who's that?

[Cookie Spren]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Shoe, in turn, narrowed his eyes at her.

Don't stab anyone.

Suddenly, a planar gate erupts from the side! It crackles with scarlet energy, black smoke running out. A silhouette appears within and they get thrown out face first, their round spectacles bouncing off the ground and shattering. He groans and attempts to stand, but eventually gives up as if exhausted.

"Where am I...?" The man's voice muffled from his face in the ground.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

5 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Shoe, in turn, narrowed his eyes at her.

Don't stab anyone.

Who's that?

Aw. Fine. 

That's my brother. Beosta twisted her fingers and smiled at Nethek nervously. 

Just now, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

Suddenly, a planar gate erupts from the side! It crackles with scarlet energy, black smoke running out. A silhouette appears within and they get thrown out face first, their round spectacles bouncing off the ground and shattering. He groans and attempts to stand, but eventually gives up as if exhausted.

OH COME ON

I SWEAR EVERYONE IS TRYNA RUIN MY EMOTIONAL FAMILY REUNION

*folds arms and pouts like a kid*

[Cookie Spren]

Just now, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

OH COME ON

I SWEAR EVERYONE IS TRYNA RUIN MY EMOTIONAL FAMILY REUNION

*folds arms and pouts like a kid*

Dost thou not remember Sylas?

He repeats, "Where am I...?" The man's voice muffled from his face in the ground.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

Suddenly, a planar gate erupts from the side! It crackles with scarlet energy, black smoke running out. A silhouette appears within and they get thrown out face first, their round spectacles bouncing off the ground and shattering. He groans and attempts to stand, but eventually gives up as if exhausted.

Aaaand more characters!

That poor aunt of Beosta's . . . 

1 minute ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Aw. Fine. 

That's my brother. Beosta twisted her fingers and smiled at Nethek nervously. 

OH COME ON

I SWEAR EVERYONE IS TRYNA RUIN MY EMOTIONAL FAMILY REUNION

*folds arms and pouts like a kid*

*pat pat*

*hug*

No, not fine- not at all. Don't stab anyone, he said, hugging her.

And which brother?

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

4 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Aaaand more characters!

That poor aunt of Beosta's . . . 

*pat pat*

*hug*

No, not fine- not at all. Don't stab anyone, he said, hugging her.

And which brother?

I won't. She blushed when Nethek raised an eyebrow. That's Nethek. 

"Hi," she said softly. 

"Hey, Bea. It's been a while." 

"Y- yeah. Yeah, it has. --How have you been?" 

"Good. It's nice here." 

"Good." 

Awkward silence. 

8 minutes ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

Dost thou not remember Sylas?

He repeats, "Where am I...?" The man's voice muffled from his face in the ground.

Whether I do or not, Bea sure doesn't. 

Outside, where the man had landed, a small group of people gathered around, muttering about the poor man and what the heck the eldrich gate from beyond was. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

32 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

I won't. She blushed when Nethek raised an eyebrow. That's Nethek. 

"Hi," she said softly. 

"Hey, Bea. It's been a while." 

"Y- yeah. Yeah, it has. --How have you been?" 

"Good. It's nice here." 

"Good." 

Awkward silence. 

Nethek? Nice.

He waved to Nethek.

 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

2 hours ago, Ookla the Inarticulate said:

Aelinor nodded, holding open the door to allow them inside. "This way," she said, leading them down the dark hallway to a bedroom, where Sequence laid on the bed sleeping. Aelinor gently nudged her shoulder. "The doctor is here." Sequence groaned and sat up with a gentle fit of coughing.

The doctor inspected Sequence, eyes lingering on the wound.

A nasty wound indeed. Mordite?

1 hour ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

The ash turned into a piece of paper.

Why? had been written on it.

"I need the answer!" said Bacon desperately. "Otherwise Subversion is going to 'deal with' Nogard, and then I'm in huge trouble!"

2 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

“Art matters,” the traveler’s grey eyes says softly. “But whether it depicts suffering or joy, utmost delight or abject despair, it can still be a masterwork. The worth of art, if measured in any way, should be measured in the emotion it evokes. But why then does happiness matter? Tragedy can evoke emotions just as well.”

A voice speaks from behind the Emperor. “Tell me, Narrator. What is it you fear most?”

Subversion crossed ‘get Nullite from the Enullers’ off of her list. “Well, sorry to bother you. I’ll be going now…” She tilted her head to the side, an idea sparking in her mind. “Actually, something just occurred to me. You lot are currently training a bunch of new Enullers, correct?”

Unintelligible moved to Sequence’s side with concern.

We are always training, yes.