The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[OOKLA_the LIV She/They/Lesbian/hungry]

Almost done with Bat!!!!

 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

6 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

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

What kind of answer?

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

11 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

The doctor inspected Sequence, eyes lingering on the wound.

A nasty wound indeed. Mordite?

@Ookla the nostealnamepls

Sequence snapped back to focus, eyes moving to the Enuller. The bandage wrapped around her midsection and the one on her arm both had small back stains in the middle, clearly needing to be changed soon. Sequence blinked, then slowly nodded. Then paused, and shook her head instead. 

“No, not Mordite. I don’t know exactly what Everyone is. Dark, certainly. I suppose you’ll need to see the wound itself. Aelinor, help me please.”

Aelinor hurried over to begin removing the bandage. The midsection of Sequence’s shirt where the bandage was has been torn out to give room for the bandage, and once off, a laceration of medium depth extending from just above her navel up to the bottom of her ribcage beneath her arm was visible. The flesh and the skin was black as oil, sizzling and bubbling a bit and excreting a significant amount of black tar-like substance. Sequence grimaced and Aelinor gagged, stepping back.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

50 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Nethek? Nice.

He waved to Nethek.

 

Nethek smiled. He moved through the tiny living room and hugged Beosta when she stood up to meet him. 

36 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

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

28 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

What kind of answer?

Lady Bug appeared, watching Bacon intensely. 

[Keke They/he]

3 hours ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

"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.

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.

Asher paused. no thats a lie. It has to be. Because,.. i killed them. Years ago. With mordite. So they cant be brought back. Who the hell even are you?

[Through the Living Wrath he/him]

3 hours ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

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

I am. Would you like me to come inside?

Somehow I doubt you will tell me for free. 

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

Bacon blinked. "Wait, come back!"

I will tell you now, and I doubt I can exact a price from an Ennuller.

That crystal is a material called… actually, I don’t have a name for it yet… well, anyways, it is a sorta opposite to the Adari. When they are in proximity, they cancel eachother. (Though keep in mind that this cancelling is merely cancelling the effect that they have on the world, not actually getting rid of eachother.) Usually, for Tenth’s people, both are present in the body and both cancel eachother. Good? Well, the natural tendency of this is to attack. That’s why that once coworker of Tenth attacked you.

¥0υ’г3 ω3ι८0m3

[NameIess]

3 hours ago, Ookla the Cookie Collector said:

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

The songbird hopped along the ground towards him, eyes far too piercing for a simple bird. “That is a worthy fear. You seek the Dreamsmith?”

3 hours ago, Ookla the Inarticulate said:

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.

Unintelligible tried to smile, but it came off as a more of a grimace. “Just as long as it’s better than ‘Subsy’.”

1 hour ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

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

We are always training, yes.

“Hey Bacon,” the traveler interjects. “What will Onyx do if Nogard is killed by Subversion?”

—

Subversion nodded. “Perhaps I could help with that. I know you’re a big organization, but how often do your Enullers get a chance to practice Enulling a full Narrator in a risk-free environment?”

Edited December 10, 2024 by Ookla the nostealnamepls

[TwinStorm He/Him]

5 hours ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

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

I am. Would you like me to come inside?

Somehow I doubt you will tell me for free. 

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

Bacon blinked. "Wait, come back!"

Cricket looked at him. "Not destructive, just... corrupted."

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

3 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

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

Did Lady Bug press them quickly? Because that could be bad… Operating under that assumption, I give you Rebus’s irresponsible firework show made much much worse. 

Upon the first press of the portals button, fireworks streak into the air, flying through - you guessed it - portals at regular intervals, then reappearing elsewhere. When the first one goes off, the glowing lines sent out by the explosion are intercepted and sent inwards from a circle around the initial burst. Then a blinding light comes from the sky. The containment of the portal to a star fluctuates, sending out blinding beams of light in different patterns. The light that comes off of the superheated air from those beams warms the spectator, and some temperature control is set up by the utility fog.

Then, the next portal rockets are set up. Caught in a beam of solar radiation, several detonate early. But nothing truly problematic happens until one explodes on schedule. In order for the flares from that explosion to be sent back the other way, a portal is opened. Unfortunately, it is a portal inside the star containment. The blinding light goes from metaphorically blinding to actually blinding as a gout of plasma is released from the portal. Noting containment loss, the star connection is shut down and the plasma vented into space. All would be well, except for one thing: Lady Bug had pressed star several times. A new portal to a star opens soon after, and more portal enhanced fireworks are detonated early. The utility fog goes to fully mirrored as a beam of sunlight is accidentally redirected at the spectators. 

3 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

In that case, Beosta narrowed her eyes at Owen. 

That was very suspicious. 

Maybe she should stab him. 

Owen, turned away from Beosta, notices movement in the reflections of things. He’s too enthralled by the sky to care, however. “The stars. I thought they were beautiful before, but I had no idea.” 
Rebus tries to show up and tell Beosta to stab Owen, but is stopped by Authorial authority. He keeps fuming, trying to think of something he can do. I could sabotage the fireworks… Not by going over, but just by sending destructive thoughts to my Author. 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

4 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Did Lady Bug press them quickly? Because that could be bad… Operating under that assumption, I give you Rebus’s irresponsible firework show made much much worse. 

Upon the first press of the portals button, fireworks streak into the air, flying through - you guessed it - portals at regular intervals, then reappearing elsewhere. When the first one goes off, the glowing lines sent out by the explosion are intercepted and sent inwards from a circle around the initial burst. Then a blinding light comes from the sky. The containment of the portal to a star fluctuates, sending out blinding beams of light in different patterns. The light that comes off of the superheated air from those beams warms the spectator, and some temperature control is set up by the utility fog.

Then, the next portal rockets are set up. Caught in a beam of solar radiation, several detonate early. But nothing truly problematic happens until one explodes on schedule. In order for the flares from that explosion to be sent back the other way, a portal is opened. Unfortunately, it is a portal inside the star containment. The blinding light goes from metaphorically blinding to actually blinding as a gout of plasma is released from the portal. Noting containment loss, the star connection is shut down and the plasma vented into space. All would be well, except for one thing: Lady Bug had pressed star several times. A new portal to a star opens soon after, and more portal enhanced fireworks are detonated early. The utility fog goes to fully mirrored as a beam of sunlight is accidentally redirected at the spectators. 

Owen, turned away from Beosta, notices movement in the reflections of things. He’s too enthralled by the sky to care, however. “The stars. I thought they were beautiful before, but I had no idea.” 
Rebus tries to show up and tell Beosta to stab Owen, but is stopped by Authorial authority. He keeps fuming, trying to think of something he can do. I could sabotage the fireworks… Not by going over, but just by sending destructive thoughts to my Author. 

Lady Bug frowned. This was problematic. Also, she couldn't see. 

She fixed everything, and all the guests. 

"All right," she called. "You all play a game! Duck Duck Goose or Spin The Bottle or something. I don't care. I have something I need to do." 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Nethek smiled. He moved through the tiny living room and hugged Beosta when she stood up to meet him. 

Shoe smiled to himself and sat down on the couch again.

2 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Lady Bug appeared, watching Bacon intensely. 

The piece of paper folded itself into the shape of a young woman, about the size of someone's hand. It stared back intensely at Lady Bug.

20 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Owen, turned away from Beosta, notices movement in the reflections of things. He’s too enthralled by the sky to care, however. “The stars. I thought they were beautiful before, but I had no idea.” 

Tam thought the fact that he'd been staring out the window for five full minutes was pretty funny.

Heheh 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Fael was bored, so Narrated a cockroach into Owen's shoe.

@Ookla the Inquisitive

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

9 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Shoe smiled to himself and sat down on the couch again.

The piece of paper folded itself into the shape of a young woman, about the size of someone's hand. It stared back intensely at Lady Bug.

Tam thought the fact that he'd been staring out the window for five full minutes was pretty funny.

Heheh 

Nethek glanced to the side, where Gaioh was doing his best to be unobtrusive. He frowned. "Bea, is that..." 

"Actually... yeah. I brought him back." 

"You........ brought him... back?" 

"It's a long story." 

"You're gonna explain everything later," he informed her. "Everything." 

"Of course. I'll tell you everything." 

--

Lady Bug ignored the piece of paper. 

Bacon was taking too long to respond.

She was a poet, yes? She needed to write some poems. Poems about food. 

How terribly frivolous. 

Edited December 10, 2024 by oOklA thE shInyYyy

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

21 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Nethek glanced to the side, where Gaioh was doing his best to be unobtrusive. He frowned. "Bea, is that..." 

"Actually... yeah. I brought him back." 

"You........ brought him... back?" 

"It's a long story." 

"You're gonna explain everything later," he informed her. "Everything." 

"Of course. I'll tell you everything." 

Shoe continued to sit on the couch until they were done.

It felt . . . nice, seeing Beosta like this. She seemed happy.

Edited December 10, 2024 by Ookla the Inconclusive

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Shoe continued to sit on the couch until they were done.

It felt . . . nice, seeing Beosta like this. She seemed happy.

"Where's Faothea?" 

"She's got a job at the bakery. Who's that?" 

"Oh-- this is Shoe. He's-- we're dating." 

"Oh, nice." He smiled and gave Shoe a little wave. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

42 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

"Where's Faothea?" 

"She's got a job at the bakery. Who's that?" 

"Oh-- this is Shoe. He's-- we're dating." 

"Oh, nice." He smiled and gave Shoe a little wave. 

Shoe stood and stuck out his hand for a handshake, grinning.

 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

2 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Lady Bug frowned. This was problematic. Also, she couldn't see. 

She fixed everything, and all the guests. 

"All right," she called. "You all play a game! Duck Duck Goose or Spin The Bottle or something. I don't care. I have something I need to do." 

Rebus tried to swear, but beeped instead. Why did everything he tried to do get stopped! Pond had even been really cool even without it going wrong. 

2 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Tam thought the fact that he'd been staring out the window for five full minutes was pretty funny.

Heheh 

Owen, most personality gone, continued to stare out the window. 

2 hours ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Fael was bored, so Narrated a cockroach into Owen's shoe.

@Ookla the Inquisitive

My first thought was rather odd there. The cockroach has not been turned into a shoe, correct? 
Owen sees something in his shoe, but doesn’t care. They slips back farther, personality and identity puffing away. Template gets worryingly close to absorbing the Narration, but instead goes back to looking out the window. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

10 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Rebus tried to swear, but beeped instead. Why did everything he tried to do get stopped! Pond had even been really cool even without it going wrong. 

Owen, most personality gone, continued to stare out the window. 

My first thought was rather odd there. The cockroach has not been turned into a shoe, correct? 
Owen sees something in his shoe, but doesn’t care. They slips back farther, personality and identity puffing away. Template gets worryingly close to absorbing the Narration, but instead goes back to looking out the window. 

Why is his personality/identity disappearing? And is there a difference between Owen and Template?

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Why is his personality/identity disappearing? And is there a difference between Owen and Template?

The first question is a secret (mostly because I’m not entirely sure, although this has always been intended). Template was turned into Owen for nefarious purposes, but it wore off, which is not a thing that is supposed to happen. They now have no identity other than yellow eyes, good eyesight, freckles, and a cockroach in their shoe, but someone could easily give them a new identity. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

28 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

The first question is a secret (mostly because I’m not entirely sure, although this has always been intended). Template was turned into Owen for nefarious purposes, but it wore off, which is not a thing that is supposed to happen. They now have no identity other than yellow eyes, good eyesight, freckles, and a cockroach in their shoe, but someone could easily give them a new identity. 

Huh. Interesting . . .

So is he Template or Owen now?

I'd assume Template, but . . . idk.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

7 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

What kind of answer?

"An answer that will convince Subversion that our existence is worth it, I guess."

7 hours ago, Ookla the Inarticulate said:

@Ookla the nostealnamepls

Sequence snapped back to focus, eyes moving to the Enuller. The bandage wrapped around her midsection and the one on her arm both had small back stains in the middle, clearly needing to be changed soon. Sequence blinked, then slowly nodded. Then paused, and shook her head instead. 

“No, not Mordite. I don’t know exactly what Everyone is. Dark, certainly. I suppose you’ll need to see the wound itself. Aelinor, help me please.”

Aelinor hurried over to begin removing the bandage. The midsection of Sequence’s shirt where the bandage was has been torn out to give room for the bandage, and once off, a laceration of medium depth extending from just above her navel up to the bottom of her ribcage beneath her arm was visible. The flesh and the skin was black as oil, sizzling and bubbling a bit and excreting a significant amount of black tar-like substance. Sequence grimaced and Aelinor gagged, stepping back.

The Ennuller frowned and extended a hand, pouring power into the wound to freeze it into stasis.

6 hours ago, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

I will tell you now, and I doubt I can exact a price from an Ennuller.

That crystal is a material called… actually, I don’t have a name for it yet… well, anyways, it is a sorta opposite to the Adari. When they are in proximity, they cancel eachother. (Though keep in mind that this cancelling is merely cancelling the effect that they have on the world, not actually getting rid of eachother.) Usually, for Tenth’s people, both are present in the body and both cancel eachother. Good? Well, the natural tendency of this is to attack. That’s why that once coworker of Tenth attacked you.

¥0υ’г3 ω3ι८0m3

So what is it in Tenth that is upsetting the balance?

5 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

The songbird hopped along the ground towards him, eyes far too piercing for a simple bird. “That is a worthy fear. You seek the Dreamsmith?”

Unintelligible tried to smile, but it came off as a more of a grimace. “Just as long as it’s better than ‘Subsy’.”

“Hey Bacon,” the traveler interjects. “What will Onyx do if Nogard is killed by Subversion?”

"Lock me up," said Bacon glumly. "For goodness knows how long..."

5 hours ago, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

—

Subversion nodded. “Perhaps I could help with that. I know you’re a big organization, but how often do your Enullers get a chance to practice Enulling a full Narrator in a risk-free environment?”

Not often, admitted the Ennuller. Are you volunteering your services?

4 hours ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket looked at him. "Not destructive, just... corrupted."

The doctor waved her hand. Yes, yes. The important thing is that this is how you see the power. What of the soul within you?

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"An answer that will convince Subversion that our existence is worth it, I guess."

The Ennuller frowned and extended a hand, pouring power into the wound to freeze it into stasis.

So what is it in Tenth that is upsetting the balance?

"Lock me up," said Bacon glumly. "For goodness knows how long..."

Not often, admitted the Ennuller. Are you volunteering your services?

The doctor waved her hand. Yes, yes. The important thing is that this is how you see the power. What of the soul within you?

He frowned. "What do you mean?"

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

"An answer that will convince Subversion that our existence is worth it, I guess."

The little paper person floated over to him, its pose thoughtful.

Maybe. The word wrote itself in the air next to the small figure. I guess that depends on what she's looking for specifically. There's a broad answer, and then there are some much more specific answers. Or suggestions, I suppose. It probably varies between- It paused, then floated into a sitting position atop Bacon's head.

Well, we'll see.

[Immortal Platypus]

11 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.”

"Should it be measured in the emotion it evokes? Or should it be measured in the amount of said emotion it evokes? Or should it be measured by something else entirely?" Hacob took a breath, then continued. "Why does happiness matter? I suppose, that technically, you could argue it doesn't. I like to feel happy, and so it matters to me."

10 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Lady Bug poofed into existence without fanfare to listen. 

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

"Do talk. I can tell you have something to say."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

2 hours ago, Ookla the Bacon said:

The Ennuller frowned and extended a hand, pouring power into the wound to freeze it into stasis.

Sequence winced, and the wound seemed to resist. It did slow down, though the oozing and bubbling seemed to try to escape and wither away at all it touched, the power included. It was nonetheless effective for the moment.