The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Immortal Platypus]

2 hours ago, Ookla the Pancake said:

"Mine?" Pancakes seemed delighted by this. "Alrighty then," he said, leading the way towards the rock at a brisk pace.

Hacob followed. The rock seemed to be moving closer to them, then farther away, then closer again.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

3 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Rocks tumbled in the ocean, I think, she replies, still invisible.

“That makes sense, I suppose. The ocean is very patient.” They don’t really react when Tam stops being invisible. “If everyone else doesn’t need to sleep, do you think I do?” 

2 hours ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

"That's...... weird." 

Template nods. “It is, though maybe I wouldn’t think it was if you didn’t.” 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

22 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

“That makes sense, I suppose. The ocean is very patient.” They don’t really react when Tam stops being invisible. “If everyone else doesn’t need to sleep, do you think I do?” 

"Probably not," she admitted aloud.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

23 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

"Probably not," she admitted aloud.

“That is likely useful - do you know why people need to sleep, or why you do not? Does it even matter?” 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

4 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

“That is likely useful - do you know why people need to sleep, or why you do not? Does it even matter?” 

"I guess it's good for us . . . and I guess I do know why we don't need to, but-" she shrugged, "-it doesn't really matter."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

3 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Answers.

That worried her a little.

She made herself visible again and sighed, not caring if Template saw.

"Yesterday, I guess. It wasn't for very long- but I shouldn't even need to sleep. I mean-" she waved her hand at everyone else on the beach, "-did you notice that no one in the group actually sleeps? Ever?"

She shrugged. "I'm fine physically, I just . . ." she paused, sighing again, and rested her arm over her eyes.

“I think I know what you mean. Like… why can’t everything just stop for a second? And everyone was happy? And… it’d be nice to just relax?”

2 hours ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Template nods. “It is, though maybe I wouldn’t think it was if you didn’t.” 

“Uh… okay?”

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“I think I know what you mean. Like… why can’t everything just stop for a second? And everyone was happy? And… it’d be nice to just relax?”

She nodded.

"It doesn't have to be forever . . . just for a little while."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

23 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

She nodded.

"It doesn't have to be forever . . . just for a little while."

“Exactly.” 

Bat pet his bird, looking down at the sand. He picked up a little shell and turned it over in his palm. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Exactly.” 

Bat pet his bird, looking down at the sand. He picked up a little shell and turned it over in his palm. 

The crow plucked the shell out of his hands.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

23 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

The crow plucked the shell out of his hands.

“Hey,” he protested halfheartedly. He glanced over the sand to make sure Gaioh was around. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

18 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“Hey,” he protested halfheartedly. He glanced over the sand to make sure Gaioh was around. 

It set the shell on his head, where it looked like a tiny cap.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

33 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

It set the shell on his head, where it looked like a tiny cap.

Bat laughed. “Smart bird.”

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

4 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Bat laughed. “Smart bird.”

It ruffled its feathers happily and hopped away to find some more shells.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

19 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

It ruffled its feathers happily and hopped away to find some more shells.

Bat took the shell again and dug around in the sand for more. He spent several minutes sorting them— first by type, then by how much he liked them. His favorite turned out to be a small, thin swirly one colored brown and yellow and cream. It was only about an inch long, but it was very shiny and perfect. 

“Do you like shells?” He asked Tam, offering it to her. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Bat took the shell again and dug around in the sand for more. He spent several minutes sorting them— first by type, then by how much he liked them. His favorite turned out to be a small, thin swirly one colored brown and yellow and cream. It was only about an inch long, but it was very shiny and perfect. 

“Do you like shells?” He asked Tam, offering it to her. 

She cracked one eye open, then grinned and took the shell gratefully.

"I do, actually. Thank you." she sat up and turned it over in her hand. "It's beautiful."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

59 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

She cracked one eye open, then grinned and took the shell gratefully.

"I do, actually. Thank you." she sat up and turned it over in her hand. "It's beautiful."

“You’re welcome. I’m glad you like it.” He smiled and pocketed his second and third favorites. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

42 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“You’re welcome. I’m glad you like it.” He smiled and pocketed his second and third favorites. 

Tam smiled as well. She turned herself into a small crab (a different species than the first time) and wiggled into the little shell until only her eyes were poking out, giggling.

On a similar not, the crow, having found an enormous conch shell, dragged it laboriously through the sand and back to Bat.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

2 hours ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

"I guess it's good for us . . . and I guess I do know why we don't need to, but-" she shrugged, "-it doesn't really matter."

“That makes sense. If you do not want to tell me why that is, you do not have to. I might know already… I think I would find it hard unless it was pointed out to me, because it is a detail. As far as reality seems to know, I could be asleep right now. That indicates something about reality - the Thread - I believe, but I am not sure what.” 

39 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“I think I know what you mean. Like… why can’t everything just stop for a second? And everyone was happy? And… it’d be nice to just relax?”

“Uh… okay?”

Template nods. “That does sound nice. If everyone was happy, though, either they would not really be, or some would be made happy by the wrong things they desire. Either way, I think it is unethical if realized.” 

44 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Tam smiled as well. She turned herself into a small crab (a different species than the first time) and wiggled into the little shell until only her eyes were poking out, giggling.

The Narration tugs away, and Tam’s transformation reverts. Instead, Template drops to the sand as a crab, scuttling around in confusion and panic. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

“That makes sense. If you do not want to tell me why that is, you do not have to. I might know already… I think I would find it hard unless it was pointed out to me, because it is a detail. As far as reality seems to know, I could be asleep right now. That indicates something about reality - the Thread - I believe, but I am not sure what.” 

Tam cast him a suspicious glance.

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

The Narration tugs away, and Tam’s transformation reverts. Instead, Template drops to the sand as a crab, scuttling around in confusion and panic. 

"Gah!" she cried as she was turned back to normal.

She looked at Template, slightly shocked, then turned him back to . . . whatever he was before.

"What was that?!" she asked him.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

Just now, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Tam cast him a suspicious glance.

"Gah!" she cried as she was turned back to normal.

She looked at Template, slightly shocked, then turned him back to . . . whatever he was before.

"What was that?!" she asked him.

“I have no idea!” cries Template, panting. “It pulled at me - like it was reeling me in. It felt like that when people change me, but I’ve never taken a change before.” 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Tam smiled as well. She turned herself into a small crab (a different species than the first time) and wiggled into the little shell until only her eyes were poking out, giggling.

On a similar not, the crow, having found an enormous conch shell, dragged it laboriously through the sand and back to Bat.

Bat laughed, then took the shell from the bird with a grateful smile. 

18 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

Tam cast him a suspicious glance.

"Gah!" she cried as she was turned back to normal.

She looked at Template, slightly shocked, then turned him back to . . . whatever he was before.

"What was that?!" she asked him.

15 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

“I have no idea!” cries Template, panting. “It pulled at me - like it was reeling me in. It felt like that when people change me, but I’ve never taken a change before.” 

“That… seems not normal…”

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

Just now, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

“That… seems not normal…”

Template, still having more emotions than usual, laughs. “Really? I thought my state was completely normal. Now, as well as being messed with when other people want to mess with me, they change me when they don’t.” Their emotions fizzle out. “Maybe it will help me learn about myself, though. There is nothing normal, but maybe a pattern.” 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

“I have no idea!” cries Template, panting. “It pulled at me - like it was reeling me in. It felt like that when people change me, but I’ve never taken a change before.” 

"What?"

53 minutes ago, oOklA thE shInyYyy said:

Bat laughed, then took the shell from the bird with a grateful smile. 

It nipped his arm playfully.

49 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Template, still having more emotions than usual, laughs. “Really? I thought my state was completely normal. Now, as well as being messed with when other people want to mess with me, they change me when they don’t.” Their emotions fizzle out. “Maybe it will help me learn about myself, though. There is nothing normal, but maybe a pattern.” 

Tam narrowed her eyes and turned into a blue rabbit.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

54 minutes ago, Ookla the Inquisitive said:

Template, still having more emotions than usual, laughs. “Really? I thought my state was completely normal. Now, as well as being messed with when other people want to mess with me, they change me when they don’t.” Their emotions fizzle out. “Maybe it will help me learn about myself, though. There is nothing normal, but maybe a pattern.” 

Bat stared at him. 

4 minutes ago, Ookla the Inconclusive said:

"What?"

It nipped his arm playfully.

Tam narrowed her eyes and turned into a blue rabbit.

Bat laughed and pet his bird, then watched to see what would happen. 

[Cookie Spren]

On 12/14/2024 at 6:26 PM, Ookla the nostealnamepls said:

As the enemy’s body collapses, the Emperor feels a force tugging on his soul. A voice seems to whisper to him.

”These are the forces of those you face. The forces of the Maelstrom.”

The tugging intensified and an insight appeared within the Emperor’s mind, perhaps placed there by Omen, perhaps simply his own intuition. This world did not know what his enemies looked like. It needed the Emperor’s mind, his memories and knowledge to fill out their form.

The Emperor goes to his mind. I don't wish to remember those memories. They frighten me. It's when my home realm was destroyed. He seems to telepathically say to Omen. Some part of him may be willing to fill the memory in, but he seems to lack motivation. Maybe if he was persuaded?