The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

“Am I still blue?” asks Template. 

Yes.

1 hour ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket's jaw dropped. No... no personality? No nothing? Tam, that could be dangerous. That man is the ideal assassin.

She laughed. No, not like that. He genuinely has no sense of self, and he doesn't know anything. He's like a child, more or less.

1 hour ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

He… why were you with him? 

Ah . . . that's a long story . . . Shoe said carefully.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Yes.

She laughed. No, not like that. He genuinely has no sense of self, and he doesn't know anything. He's like a child, more or less.

Ah . . . that's a long story . . . Shoe said carefully.

Cricket raised an eyebrow. That makes no sense, and I know you're saying I'm being paranoid, but that's the perfect front. Regardless, does he communicate with you? Who imprinted him with his identity?

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

8 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Yes.

Template thus stays blue, and the experiment is ruined. They continue sitting, unaware of the multiple conversations unfolding in front of them. 

8 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket raised an eyebrow. That makes no sense, and I know you're saying I'm being paranoid, but that's the perfect front. Regardless, does he communicate with you? Who imprinted him with his identity?

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

24 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket raised an eyebrow. That makes no sense, and I know you're saying I'm being paranoid, but that's the perfect front. Regardless, does he communicate with you? Who imprinted him with his identity?

I'm not saying you're being paranoid- I just didn't explain it well. And yeah, he talks to me. As for his identity . . . I guess his Author gave it to him? He's extremely susceptible to Narration though, and any detail sort of fades away without renewal.

15 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Template thus stays blue, and the experiment is ruined. They continue sitting, unaware of the multiple conversations unfolding in front of them.

Ruined? Aw, man . . .

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

I'm not saying you're being paranoid- I just didn't explain it well. And yeah, he talks to me. As for his identity . . . I guess his Author gave it to him? He's extremely susceptible to Narration though, and any detail sort of fades away without renewal.

Ruined? Aw, man . . .

Huh. Strange. Just... let me know what happens to him, and... keep Fael close to you, please. I can't bear if something happened to her.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Ruined? Aw, man . . .

Template cocks their head. What do you mean? Was that intended for someone else? 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

47 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Yes.

She laughed. No, not like that. He genuinely has no sense of self, and he doesn't know anything. He's like a child, more or less.

Ah . . . that's a long story . . . Shoe said carefully.

You can tell him. I don’t care. 

We have time, Nethek said. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

30 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Huh. Strange. Just... let me know what happens to him, and... keep Fael close to you, please. I can't bear if something happened to her.

Her mind flitted briefly to what Fael'd said about him and her sister.

I will, she said reassuringly. Don't worry.

31 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Template cocks their head. What do you mean? Was that intended for someone else? 

Uh- no. Just ignore that.

17 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

You can tell him. I don’t care. 

We have time, Nethek said. 

He looked sadly at Beosta. Okay.

Then he turned back to Nethek and spent the next while recounting the past few days. He told Nethek and Eva everything, and he when he talked about their mother he tried to be as delicate as possible.

Well, maybe he didn't tell them everything. He left out the parts with the priest.

By the time he was done, he'd sat on the couch again and was a little misty-eyed.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Her mind flitted briefly to what Fael'd said about him and her sister.

I will, she said reassuringly. Don't worry.

Uh- no. Just ignore that.

He looked sadly at Beosta. Okay.

Then he turned back to Nethek and spent the next while recounting the past few days. He told Nethek and Eva everything, and he when he talked about their mother he tried to be as delicate as possible.

Well, maybe he didn't tell them everything. He left out the parts with the priest.

By the time he was done, he'd sat on the couch again and was a little misty-eyed.

Thanks. I took everything from them. Time I started making reparations.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Thanks. I took everything from them. Time I started making reparations.

Oh, Cricket . . . she said sadly.

I'm so sorry.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

6 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Oh, Cricket . . . she said sadly.

I'm so sorry.

Thanks. he said quietly, She... she was everything to me, for a while, and now... now she's gone. Forever. And I don't know what to do. Don't know what to think now. I honor her, and yet... I know she wants me to move on, to continue to live. I'm just not sure if I can do that.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Thanks. he said quietly, She... she was everything to me, for a while, and now... now she's gone. Forever. And I don't know what to do. Don't know what to think now. I honor her, and yet... I know she wants me to move on, to continue to live. I'm just not sure if I can do that.

Tam didn't say anything, but to Cricket it suddenly felt like someone were hugging him, even though he couldn't see anything, and would feel nothing if he were to wave him arms in the air in front of him.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Tam didn't say anything, but to Cricket it suddenly felt like someone were hugging him, even though he couldn't see anything, and would feel nothing if he were to wave him arms in the air in front of him.

Cricket tried to smile through his tears.Thanks. You're the best.

Edited December 13, 2024 by Ookla the Irreplaceable

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket tried to smile through his tears.Thanks. You're the best.

Just doing my best to help, she said warmly.

The hugging feeling tightened briefly before fading away completely.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Just doing my best to help, she said warmly.

The hugging feeling tightened briefly before fading away completely.

He sighed. Tell Fael I forgive her.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

He sighed. Tell Fael I forgive her.

I will, though . . . she might already know.

She looked over at the younger girl.

Fael?

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

I will, though . . . she might already know.

She looked over at the younger girl.

Fael?

Fael looked up. Yeah? she asked.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Fael looked up. Yeah? she asked.

In case you didn't hear . . .Cricket says he forgives you.

She wondered what he'd meant by that.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

In case you didn't hear . . .Cricket says he forgives you.

She wondered what he'd meant by that.

Fael gasped and broke into tears. You... you talked to him? she said, between sobs. He forgives me? How did he know?

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

4 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Fael gasped and broke into tears. You... you talked to him? she said, between sobs. He forgives me? How did he know?

Tam blinked. Know about what?

Forgive her for what? she asked Cricket.

Edited December 13, 2024 by Ookla the Inconclusive

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Tam blinked. Know about what?

Forgive her for what? she asked Cricket.

Fael gasped. I could've saved her! she said desperately. I was too scared, too afraid. I... I thought the hunters would come back, then he came... and... and... she buried her head in her hands.

She knows. he said. He did not want to talk about it. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Fael gasped. I could've saved her! she said desperately. I was too scared, too afraid. I... I thought the hunters would come back, then he came... and... and... she buried her head in her hands.

She knows. he said. He did not want to talk about it. 

Ah, okay, well . . . if neither of you want to talk about it, I get it, it's fine, she said gently, floating back over to Fael.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

18 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Ah, okay, well . . . if neither of you want to talk about it, I get it, it's fine, she said gently, floating back over to Fael.

I... I just want to make sure she knows.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

I... I just want to make sure she knows.

She knows, Tam replied, putting a hand on Fael's shoulder.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

On 12/11/2024 at 4:49 PM, Ookla the Inarticulate said:

Sequence immediately passed out. The infected flesh was tougher than normal, proving relatively difficult to remove, and once more the bubbling and sizzling seemed to fight against everything it touched.

How much do you want this wound to stick around?

On 12/11/2024 at 5:20 PM, Ookla the Dragonslayer said:

Sain grinned. “No, I think I’m ok. I can defend myself. Plus, if he’s coming after me for my chaos, I’m pretty sure I contain the destructive zombie powers within me pretty well.”

The Scribe set up a very interesting system just in case.

Pyk turned. “That’s not good. Different…” he cocked his head. “I would not listen to it.” He paused. “Do not trust him. Over my life, I have learned the power that empty promises can have over people, and I know firsthand the effect of fear mongering, whatever the fear is - be it fear of harm or fear of becoming worse. The voice has no proof of what it can do.”

A note fluttered down to Asher. Besides. I can protect you.

The note shifted. Hmmmm… well, Asher, there is one solution to your problem with the voice. Since your suit has Nullite in it, if you simply close your visor, any Plot manipulation like Narration won’t be able to affect you!

What Pyk would say here is that rumors are more often used as tools than used as messengers. They are a means to an end. Do not give in.

The Nullite, of course! A new variable, destroying the perfect dichotomous situation within him.

...the Nullite is causing chaos.

Charles's voice was extremely skeptical.

 

 

On 12/11/2024 at 5:23 PM, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

The Emperor lands on something hard, and the darkness lifts. Around him a battle rages, although the forms of those fighting is as of yet indistinct.

"I mean that as terrible as that might be for you, I'm surprised he wouldn't do anything to Subversion."

--

"So what do you think?" Subversion asked. "Do you have an opening for me?"

Are you certain you would be willing to accept the restrictions necessary to participate in such a program? Narrators in their natural state are a good deal from safe.

On 12/11/2024 at 5:30 PM, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket nodded and touched one of the statues. The world shifted. Everything became whole and healthy, just gray, with Cricket's side a blinding light.

Lost soul. Follower of Silence. I am a surgeon of the Silent Halls. Do you remember yourself?

5 hours ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

Cricket sighed, wondering if the Enuller would follow up. How's it been since I've left, Tam? He sent. Have you found Beosta's siblings?

@Ookla the Inconclusive @Ookla the Bacon

Look, sometimes you've got to read a book

On 12/11/2024 at 4:20 PM, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Yes flashbacks 

I do.

Shoe took her hand in his. We can do that later.

"My name is Bacon the Bard. What's yours?"