The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Halcyon The Only said:

? 

Gaioh was bored. 

what was she reaching for?

Tam shivered again, waiting for Cricket to respond.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

what was she reaching for?

Tam shivered again, waiting for Cricket to respond.

Bat sat down to continue his tattoo. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

19 minutes ago, Halcyon The Only said:

Bat sat down to continue his tattoo. 

hey I see you not answering me

She sighed and poked Cricket a couple times.

"Psst. Hey. Wake up."

@Ookla the Irreplaceable

"So . . . Bat. How're you?" Tam asked, bored.

@Halcyon The Only

Edited January 8, 2025 by Through The Living Glass

[NameIess]

3 hours ago, Halcyon The Only said:

“Most exciting.” She grinned, then placed the tip of her nail on his forehead, sending hot tingles through his skin. Her voice took on a musical cast. “As I speak here, beneath stone borne from time and skies borne of wonder, all that you touch and command shall be ruined.”

She stepped back.

Malevolence looked down at his hands in wonder. "So... whatever I touch will dissolve?" He poked the table experimentally.

3 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus chuckles. “Of course. I get animated and then frozen again all the time. Your Author types quickly, I must say. I wish mine did.” 

"Well you know how five-minute class breaks are. It lasted closer to fifteen." The Dreamsmith spins his hammer. "Alright, time to get forging. I shall grant you the weapon you desire. Now, because you're a curious type, I'll explain this to you. Everything I forge has three components: Power, Form, and Name."

The Dreamsmith brings his hammer down on the anvil and begins to forge. "The Power I take from you. A piece of your soul, to be made into something more specialized, more potent than it could be before. Sharpened and refined, you might say." As he spoke, a tiny thread of energy moved out of Rebus's chest and onto the Dreamsmith's anvil. "This step is easy for this weapon. You are a Narrator, soul filled with limitless potential. And what you have asked is not so hard." The Dreamsmith brought his hammer down in a flash of light that blinded Rebus for a few moments, and when it faded the power was vanished 

"The second part is the Form. I take inspiration for the form from the task that is required of the weapon and the one I am making it for. In this case, the Form was simple." The Dreamsmith waved a hand in the air. "Besides redundancy, nanobots are also practically invisible. So I have made this weapon invisible as well."

The Dreamsmith closed his eyes, thinking deeply. "The Name is perhaps the most crucial element of any weapon or tool of importance. The ideal name must be unique, perfectly matched to the weapon it describes." His eyes opened, and he nodded to himself. "Your weapon I name Abstract. For it shall allow you to Narrate abstractly, creating Plots and characters that will generate conflict. It may even do so automatically from time to time. Additionally, it will automatically defend you via abstract Narration if necessary."

The Dreamsmith smiled at Rebus metallically. "Do you like it? It will follow you automatically and will be undetectable by your enemies. An excellent weapon for a Narrator like you, if I say so myself."

2 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

Well, we have high confidence that 655 did not, in fact exist. We also have records of those with a similar affliction to Ms. 656- hallucinations of individuals that likewise do not exist.

"Oh?" Subversion put her hands on her hips. "And why do you think 655 didn't exist? Surely plenty of people can testify that he did."

2 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

"No," whispered the wind, "and yes."

The paper. The rabbit thought. How will useless tasteless paper return him?

1 hour ago, The Sly Cookie said:

The Emperor gives a bow of his head. "This will suffice. I am immensely grateful for the service you have provided, not only me, but the inhabitants of all the realms." He says in a sort of melancholy way. "I am prepared for the consequences." He says bowing to one knee for the placement of the crown. "I will carry this duty with great honor."

The Dreamsmith places the crown upon the Emperor's head reverently. The spines of the crown stab into the Emperor's head, but there is no pain. Instead, it simply flashed, then vanished for the moment. "For now, the burden will be light." The Dreamsmith says softly. "But with each demon you capture, there will be a greater and greater burden upon you. I would destroy as many as you can. Use this Blade as a last resort."

1 hour ago, LessName said:

Faunus waited, until the rest of her group was further down the tunnel, and the Faceless start to crowd into the entrance of the cave. She shuddered, feeling somewhat defenseless, despite her new found Narration. One of the Faceless moved to reach for her, and she stumbled back further into the tunnel, only to lose her footing, and go down with a yelp. As she did so, the front entrance of the cave collapsed, the roar of the rocks falling drowning out her scream.

Palsu hurried over to Faunus, leaning over her with with a face still stained with the blood of the Faceless. "Are you alright?"

[TwinStorm He/Him]

17 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

hey I see you not answering me

She sighed and poked Cricket a couple times.

"Psst. Hey. Wake up."

@Ookla the Irreplaceable

"So . . . Bat. How're you?" Tam asked, bored.

@Halcyon The Only

give me a sec to respond to the ten TLT posts

Yeah…?

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

give me a sec to respond to the ten TLT posts

Yeah…?

Hehehe

Oh! Okay. Hi.

Wedding?

[LessName]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Kion looks to make sure she hasn’t been hit by any falling rocks, then turns back to keep going (unless, of course, she has been). 

Dust filled the tunnel by the collapsed, and while it seemed she hadn’t been hit by any of the rocks, there wasn’t another sound from her.

11 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Palsu hurried over to Faunus, leaning over her with with a face still stained with the blood of the Faceless. "Are you alright?"

Huddled on the ground, hugging her left arm to her body, which as bleeding slightly from a fist sized rock having fallen on it. Dust covered her face and arms, and hair, as well as other smaller cuts from smaller falling rocks having sliced her skin, she looked up, and screamed as Palsu leaned over her. “Get away from me-!” She yelled, kicking at his legs to put space between them.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

5 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Hehehe

Oh! Okay. Hi.

Wedding?

Oh yeah!

@NameIess can start the ceremony

1 hour ago, LessName said:

Faunus waited, until the rest of her group was further down the tunnel, and the Faceless start to crowd into the entrance of the cave. She shuddered, feeling somewhat defenseless, despite her new found Narration. One of the Faceless moved to reach for her, and she stumbled back further into the tunnel, only to lose her footing, and go down with a yelp. As she did so, the front entrance of the cave collapsed, the roar of the rocks falling drowning out her scream.

Perseus put Moni down generally, rushing back towards her, drawing his sword. He heard howling, and the scratch of claws against the stone.

1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"That's basically what he said to me, so yes! I'd hoped that would work," she smiled.

"He also told me to tell Cricket something- hey, Cricket!" @Ookla the Irreplaceable

"Anyway, wedding?"

. . . also @Ookla the Irreplaceable, actually.

“Yeah?”

1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Good thing Shoe said it in a lighthearted, joking tone.

Tam nodded and held up a finger, evidently finishing talking to Shoe.

When they were done, she grinned and turned back to Bat.

"Well, he's pissed that I don't want him to come along with us, but Fael turned them back into people a little while ago, which is good."

@Ookla the Irreplaceable I hope you don't mind sorry 

"Anyway. It went well, you said?"

 

Opening my recommended YouTube page and it's just like:

  Reveal hidden contents

I think Rebus would be interested

(but no, I haven't actually watched it)

No you’re good

i think Fael’s just chilling with them anyway

5 hours ago, NameIess said:

"It is a most helpful attribute." Malevolence replied. "Is there anything else you wish to teach me? Or perhaps you need my help in your plan? If not, I believe I will prepare to make another attempt too kill Cricket and his companions."

Moni's muttering trailed off into incoherence. she cradled the hand that held Endings to her chest, fingers white on the handle.

The Dreamsmith furrows his brow. "I could. But I think that if you wish to master your negative traits, you should do so yourself." He turns to his forge. "Any more questions? If not, I shall begin."

This was fortunate for the rabbit. It crept closer to the wind and the clone, wondering why anyone would want to find paper. You couldn't eat paper. That name though... the name they'd spoken of. The Witherlord. The rabbit knew that name. And so it waited, and watched very carefully.

--

The Dreamsmith decides to assume for now the Emperor's assent. "I shall now make you your weapon." The Dreamsmith says. "If you are not content with it, then I shall see if I can modify it to your liking." Then he picks up his hammer and begins to work.

Three things every Blade needs: Power, Form, and Name. The Power for this Blade the Dreamsmith draws forth from the Emperor in a line of pure light. Deeply he draws upon the Emperor's soul, for great is the power of those within the Maelstrom. Wincing at the necessity, the Dreamsmith lays the power upon his anvil and splits it in two, leaving a strand of connection between the uneven pieces.

For the form, the Dreamsmith thinks deeply. Many forms could work adequately, but this Blade must be fit for an emperor, a ruler of people. So he takes the greater piece and strikes it again and again until it is shaped as is necessary. A jagged crown of light, likely to impale anyone who touches it. The Dreamsmith sets this crown aside and places the lesser piece on his anvil. Hammer moving deftly, he forms the lesser portion of power into a fierce spear that glows with the light of Narration and of the Emperor's gods. The connection remains between this spear of light and the twisted crown.

The name for this Blade is clear to the Dreamsmith. As the Blade is two parts, so it shall have two names. "This Blade I give to you is called thusly." He lifts the Spear, handing it to the Emperor. "Victory, for what it shall bring." He hefted the crown, but hesitated to place it upon the Emperor's head. "Victory comes through Sacrifice, and that is what this crown shall bring you. This Blade shall allow you to imprison the demons of the Maelstrom forever, not within another plane but within your own soul. Victory shall draw them in, and Sacrifice shall contain them. So long as you live, so long as you remain steadfast in faith to your gods, they will not break free. I warn you though, this will not come without pain." He held up the crown, the emberlike glow of his eyes dim and soft. "Do you accept this Blade, this burden? It is the best I can think to offer you, but I shall forge another if you wish it.”

@The Sly Cookie

He set her down gently.

Just now, LessName said:

Dust filled the tunnel by the collapsed, and while it seemed she hadn’t been hit by any of the rocks, there wasn’t another sound from her.

Huddled on the ground, hugging her left arm to her body, which as bleeding slightly from a fist sized rock having fallen on it. Dust covered her face and arms, and hair, as well as other smaller cuts from smaller falling rocks having sliced her skin, she looked up, and screamed as Palsu leaned over her. “Get away from me-!” She yelled, kicking at his legs to put space between them.

Perseus sighed, going over to her. “You okay?”

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Yeah?”

"Shoe says you're a moron. Lovingly, of course," she grinned.

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

No you’re good

i think Fael’s just chilling with them anyway

yay thanks!

"Should we go, then?"

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"Shoe says you're a moron. Lovingly, of course," she grinned.

yay thanks!

"Should we go, then?"

“Tell him he’s a moron too.” he said grinning. A lucky one too. he reflected to himself.

”Sure.”

Edited January 8, 2025 by Ookla the Irreplaceable

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Tell him he’s a moron too.” he said grinning. A lucky one too. he reflected to himself.

”Sure.”

She chuckled. "I will."

"Oh! We need gifts! Um . . ."

A small wrapped box appeared in her hands.

"There we go. Cricket? Bat? Gaioh? What about you guys?"

@Halcyon The Only get in here

Edited January 8, 2025 by Through The Living Glass

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

34 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

hey I see you not answering me

She sighed and poked Cricket a couple times.

"Psst. Hey. Wake up."

@Ookla the Irreplaceable

"So . . . Bat. How're you?" Tam asked, bored.

@Halcyon The Only

He gave her a thumbs up and a grin. "I'm good. Ready to see the wedding." 

17 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Malevolence looked down at his hands in wonder. "So... whatever I touch will dissolve?" He poked the table experimentally.

Nothing happened. 

"You must command it." She stepped over to the wall, lay her hand on it, and whispered a single word. "Corrupt." 

It crumbled to ash-like dust from her hand outward, leaving the dark countryside visible beneath the hundred-foot cliff. She turned to him. "Living things will resist you, Malevolence. Trees, grass, people... those are not yet yours to command. Someday, perhaps I will teach you of them. For now, go make use of what I have given you already."

3 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"Shoe says you're a moron. Lovingly, of course," she grinned.

yay thanks!

"Should we go, then?"

1 minute ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Tell him he’s a moron too.” he said grinning. A lucky one too. he reflected to himself.

”Sure.”

"He told me to tell you the same thing," Bat said absently. 

3 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

She chuckled. "I will."

"Oh! We need gifts! Um . . ."

A small wrapped box appeared in her hands.

"There we go. Cricket? Bat? Gaioh? What about you guys?"

@Halcyon The Only get in here

"Oh-- I'll... uh..." He looked to Feather for ideas. 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

She chuckled. "I will."

"Oh! We need gifts! Um . . ."

A small wrapped box appeared in her hands.

"There we go. Cricket? Bat? Gaioh? What about you guys?"

@Halcyon The Only get in here

“Ummm…” he went through a portal, returning with a small box. “Wrap this please.”

1 minute ago, Halcyon The Only said:

He gave her a thumbs up and a grin. "I'm good. Ready to see the wedding." 

Nothing happened. 

"You must command it." She stepped over to the wall, lay her hand on it, and whispered a single word. "Corrupt." 

It crumbled to ash-like dust from her hand outward, leaving the dark countryside visible beneath the hundred-foot cliff. She turned to him. "Living things will resist you, Malevolence. Trees, grass, people... those are not yet yours to command. Someday, perhaps I will teach you of them. For now, go make use of what I have given you already."

"He told me to tell you the same thing," Bat said absently. 

"Oh-- I'll... uh..." He looked to Feather for ideas. 

“She likes jewelry. Tam could Narrate you some.”

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Ummm…” he went through a portal, returning with a small box. “Wrap this please.”

“She likes jewelry. Tam could Narrate you some.”

"That feels so impersonal......." 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Halcyon The Only said:

"That feels so impersonal......." 

“Well, you don’t really know her…….”

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

15 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Well, you don’t really know her…….”

"I know, but she was nice to me." 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

3 hours ago, Halcyon The Only said:

“I’m plenty alive. I think. Are you?”

Yeah! He suddenly felt very happy. We are. I’m friends with Cricket, too! 

“It is! Though… er… my team is relatively inexperienced. Perhaps you’d consider reading over my script once we finish it.”

"Ah! I would be happy to."

3 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus scoffs. “I cannot Narrate a Nullite safe, but I could break it using something I Narrated into existence. Likewise, I was able to remove this poison with tools I created; I think it is chaotic-darkness derived, though I’ll have to test it further.” 

Mark grumbled about how useless the newest generation was and gave up.

3 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus tries to determine if wind has worked for the Witherlord before. 

“The real me is. It’s funny, actually. My Author is worried about what I will do, but too intrigued to kill me off. Because I can break the fourth wall, I’m one of the most emergent characters he’s ever written.” 

It would be pretty impressive for this wind to have worked for the Witherlord, considering that it was entirely natural- created purely from the random movements of air molecules.

47 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Malevolence looked down at his hands in wonder. "So... whatever I touch will dissolve?" He poked the table experimentally.

"Well you know how five-minute class breaks are. It lasted closer to fifteen." The Dreamsmith spins his hammer. "Alright, time to get forging. I shall grant you the weapon you desire. Now, because you're a curious type, I'll explain this to you. Everything I forge has three components: Power, Form, and Name."

The Dreamsmith brings his hammer down on the anvil and begins to forge. "The Power I take from you. A piece of your soul, to be made into something more specialized, more potent than it could be before. Sharpened and refined, you might say." As he spoke, a tiny thread of energy moved out of Rebus's chest and onto the Dreamsmith's anvil. "This step is easy for this weapon. You are a Narrator, soul filled with limitless potential. And what you have asked is not so hard." The Dreamsmith brought his hammer down in a flash of light that blinded Rebus for a few moments, and when it faded the power was vanished 

"The second part is the Form. I take inspiration for the form from the task that is required of the weapon and the one I am making it for. In this case, the Form was simple." The Dreamsmith waved a hand in the air. "Besides redundancy, nanobots are also practically invisible. So I have made this weapon invisible as well."

The Dreamsmith closed his eyes, thinking deeply. "The Name is perhaps the most crucial element of any weapon or tool of importance. The ideal name must be unique, perfectly matched to the weapon it describes." His eyes opened, and he nodded to himself. "Your weapon I name Abstract. For it shall allow you to Narrate abstractly, creating Plots and characters that will generate conflict. It may even do so automatically from time to time. Additionally, it will automatically defend you via abstract Narration if necessary."

The Dreamsmith smiled at Rebus metallically. "Do you like it? It will follow you automatically and will be undetectable by your enemies. An excellent weapon for a Narrator like you, if I say so myself."

"Oh?" Subversion put her hands on her hips. "And why do you think 655 didn't exist? Surely plenty of people can testify that he did."

That is not the case. In fact, there are several testimonials that indicate that the Survivor number 655 was skipped over entirely and that 656 was an only child. Furthermore, no physical evidence of 655 exists.

47 minutes ago, NameIess said:

The paper. The rabbit thought. How will useless tasteless paper return him?

The Dreamsmith places the crown upon the Emperor's head reverently. The spines of the crown stab into the Emperor's head, but there is no pain. Instead, it simply flashed, then vanished for the moment. "For now, the burden will be light." The Dreamsmith says softly. "But with each demon you capture, there will be a greater and greater burden upon you. I would destroy as many as you can. Use this Blade as a last resort."

Palsu hurried over to Faunus, leaning over her with with a face still stained with the blood of the Faceless. "Are you alright?"

"A bargain," whispered the wind. "With me."

Edited January 9, 2025 by xinoehp512

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Halcyon The Only said:

"I know, but she was nice to me." 

“Okay. Umm, she’ll appreciate anything, I guess.”

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

59 minutes ago, Halcyon The Only said:

Behind him, the temple stone turned black with his footsteps, bits of the stone flaking off and swirling in the air like ash. 
 

She giggled again. 

“A palace,” she said immediately. “With big arches!”

A scale model palace made from nanomachines is assembled. “Why will people go there?” 

24 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"Well you know how five-minute class breaks are. It lasted closer to fifteen." The Dreamsmith spins his hammer. "Alright, time to get forging. I shall grant you the weapon you desire. Now, because you're a curious type, I'll explain this to you. Everything I forge has three components: Power, Form, and Name."

The Dreamsmith brings his hammer down on the anvil and begins to forge. "The Power I take from you. A piece of your soul, to be made into something more specialized, more potent than it could be before. Sharpened and refined, you might say." As he spoke, a tiny thread of energy moved out of Rebus's chest and onto the Dreamsmith's anvil. "This step is easy for this weapon. You are a Narrator, soul filled with limitless potential. And what you have asked is not so hard." The Dreamsmith brought his hammer down in a flash of light that blinded Rebus for a few moments, and when it faded the power was vanished 

"The second part is the Form. I take inspiration for the form from the task that is required of the weapon and the one I am making it for. In this case, the Form was simple." The Dreamsmith waved a hand in the air. "Besides redundancy, nanobots are also practically invisible. So I have made this weapon invisible as well."

The Dreamsmith closed his eyes, thinking deeply. "The Name is perhaps the most crucial element of any weapon or tool of importance. The ideal name must be unique, perfectly matched to the weapon it describes." His eyes opened, and he nodded to himself. "Your weapon I name Abstract. For it shall allow you to Narrate abstractly, creating Plots and characters that will generate conflict. It may even do so automatically from time to time. Additionally, it will automatically defend you via abstract Narration if necessary."

The Dreamsmith smiled at Rebus metallically. "Do you like it? It will follow you automatically and will be undetectable by your enemies. An excellent weapon for a Narrator like you, if I say so myself."

Rebus smiles wolfishly. “It’s perfect. It fits my name, my personality, my powers, my goals. You, sir, are a master of your craft.” He waves his hand through the air and feels his power, sharpened into Abstract. 
 

I’ll respond to other things in a little while. 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Okay. Umm, she’ll appreciate anything, I guess.”

He pulled out a shell. "Tam, could you put this on a chain, maybe?" 

@Through The Living Glass

Just now, Dragonheir said:

A scale model palace made from nanomachines is assembled. “Why will people go there?” 

Rebus smiles wolfishly. “It’s perfect. It fits my name, my personality, my powers, my goals. You, sir, are a master of your craft.” He waves his hand through the air and feels his power, sharpened into Abstract. 
 

I’ll respond to other things in a little while. 

"Because it's beautiful!" 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

31 minutes ago, Halcyon The Only said:

He gave her a thumbs up and a grin. "I'm good. Ready to see the wedding." 

She nodded and grinned back.

31 minutes ago, Halcyon The Only said:

"Oh-- I'll... uh..." He looked to Feather for ideas. 

Feather squawked curiously.

31 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Ummm…” he went through a portal, returning with a small box. “Wrap this please.”

"Mhm." She did so.

4 minutes ago, Halcyon The Only said:

He pulled out a shell. "Tam, could you put this on a chain, maybe?" 

@Through The Living Glass

"Because it's beautiful!" 

"Sure!"

There was suddenly a nice silver chain with a pearlescent sheen to it looped through a small hole in the shell.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

She nodded and grinned back.

Feather squawked curiously.

"Mhm." She did so.

"Sure!"

There was suddenly a nice silver chain with a pearlescent sheen to it looped through a small hole in the shell.

He beamed. "Thank you. That's perfect." 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

She nodded and grinned back.

Feather squawked curiously.

"Mhm." She did so.

"Sure!"

There was suddenly a nice silver chain with a pearlescent sheen to it looped through a small hole in the shell.

1 minute ago, Halcyon The Only said:

He beamed. "Thank you. That's perfect." 

“Thanks.” he said, smiling.

He led them to the wedding which was in a massive white pavilion in the front yard of the inn. It was decked in multi-colored lanterns.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

4 minutes ago, Halcyon The Only said:

He beamed. "Thank you. That's perfect." 

"Mhm!"

2 minutes ago, Ookla the Irreplaceable said:

“Thanks.” he said, smiling.

He led them to the wedding which was in a massive white pavilion in the front yard of the inn. It was decked in multi-colored lanterns.

"Oo . . ."

She shoved her gift into Cricket's arms, then turned into a hummingbird and zipped between the lanterns playfully, laughing.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

"Mhm!"

"Oo . . ."

She shoved her gift into Cricket's arms, then turned into a hummingbird and zipped between the lanterns playfully, laughing.

He grabbed it, smiling. “Taking all the fun to yourself, I see.”