The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

On 5/2/2025 at 4:10 PM, xinoehp512 said:

Before Bacon could answer, there was a tearing sound. A person with white skin and black hair stepped through a hole in reality, carrying a crumpled invitation.

Sequence jumped, nearly losing her balance and leaning on her cane heavily.
"Goodness me! You gave me quite a fright!" She brushed off her dress and stood up straight, offering her hand to the stranger in greeting.
"Welcome! I don't believe I know you yet! I'm Sequence."

On 5/2/2025 at 12:43 PM, Bird Furious said:

Symbol laughed. "Yep. I believe you missed my whole existence!" 

Decsile (desilee)?

I dunno. I like the ring of decasel, personally. 

Y'know, it's grown on me . I vote decasel. That'll be 10 pages, right? Now for 100 and 1,000... We could just do centisel and millisel, though for some reason those ones don't roll off the tongue as well, at least for me... Hrmb. Centage... Cent + page..? Centurage.  Idunno

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said:

She glares at you again.

 -

Shoe hopped away.

-

Both Tam and Tam's Author wondered why she was angry.

 

You can glare all you want, but that doesn't change the fact that it's fricking time consuming to write chunks like that!

-

Beosta bounded after him. 

-

Spren got angrier. 

All I ever wanted, she began calmly, was for you to want me. Appreciate me. All I wanted was to be your spren. But you--- you actively tried to GET RID of me! You HATED me! You FORGOT me AND NOW YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO WONDER WHY I'M ANGRY.

25 minutes ago, kpShadowFox said:

is the, what was it called, food brigade or smth still around?

Yep! All scattered everywhere but yep

19 minutes ago, Sequence said:

Sequence jumped, nearly losing her balance and leaning on her cane heavily.
"Goodness me! You gave me quite a fright!" She brushed off her dress and stood up straight, offering her hand to the stranger in greeting.
"Welcome! I don't believe I know you yet! I'm Sequence."

Y'know, it's grown on me . I vote decasel. That'll be 10 pages, right? Now for 100 and 1,000... We could just do centisel and millisel, though for some reason those ones don't roll off the tongue as well, at least for me... Hrmb. Centage... Cent + page..? Centurage.  Idunno

Centisil and millicil, maybe? Idk, might be easier to just keep them consistent. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, Bird Furious said:

You can glare all you want, but that doesn't change the fact that it's fricking time consuming to write chunks like that!

-

Beosta bounded after him. 

-

Spren got angrier. 

All I ever wanted, she began calmly, was for you to want me. Appreciate me. All I wanted was to be your spren. But you--- you actively tried to GET RID of me! You HATED me! You FORGOT me AND NOW YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO WONDER WHY I'M ANGRY.

She waited.

-

He hopped faster.

-

I mean, I was annoyed with you at first, but I never hated you. I didn't forget you, either- your Author just neglected to write you. I'm sorry though.

She smiled.

But I DO like you, if that helps.

Edited May 6, 2025 by Through The Living Glass

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

15 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

She waited.

-

He hopped faster.

-

I mean, I was annoyed with you at first, but I never hated you. I didn't forget you, either- your Author just neglected to write you. I'm sorry though.

She smiled.

But I DO like you, if that helps.

The woman had sat down at one of the brightly lit desks and appeared to be filling out some forms. 

“There are some snacks over there,” she murmured, pointing with her pen. 

Bat headed that direction and found a small water cooler and a cabinet. He munched on some cookies. 

-

She ran faster.

-

She only stopped writing me because YOU kept sending me off and trying to get rid of me, and you never liked me!

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

The woman had sat down at one of the brightly lit desks and appeared to be filling out some forms. 

“There are some snacks over there,” she murmured, pointing with her pen. 

Bat headed that direction and found a small water cooler and a cabinet. He munched on some cookies. 

-

She ran faster.

-

She only stopped writing me because YOU kept sending me off and trying to get rid of me, and you never liked me!

She was only paying half-attention, now.

-

He hopped faster-er-est.

-

She didn't say anything.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

23 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

mmmmmmmmmmmmm yum

Doth mine ears deceive me? Is that another microwave? 

With MORE SOUP?

22 hours ago, Hawks said:

She nods “yeah that would be nice”

hey xino would bacon like an adventure full of plot twists. Mass murderer insanity and lovely family reunions 

Bacon carried out a funeral.

Sure, why not.

22 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“I didn’t say it wouldn’t be. Oh - don’t break these things unless you want a pretty significant explosion; they’re powered by antimatter, though they are quite durable.” 

Actually, I’ve been pulling how Chord should work from a YouTube video someone showed me - they made a piano that could move its keys, and figured out how to make it talk. “Yup! Do you like any songs?” 
Rebus kept walking, looking around at the mountain(?). After a moment, he spoke again, “I understand if you wouldn’t want to be away from your family, so I created three different options - plus, of course, declining. Firstly, you could continue to live here, but work in my laboratory - the technology I have is advanced enough to provide nigh-instantaneously transportation. Secondly, you and your family could come live nearby to my laboratory - again, advanced technology means you could have basically whatever you needed. I’ve been trying to give it out and improve living standards, but people are reluctant for some reason. Thirdly, you could have most of my schematics and test materials here - there are some that I want to classify, of course - and send in any progress or prototype designs you can’t make here. As for payment, I can do a lot of things - advanced technology, once again. I doubt you’d actually have a use for a bunch of pure gold, or a diamond the size of a house, but occasionally people have asked me for them, and that is a thing I can make with little trouble. I’m not trying to bribe you or anything - honestly dealing in material goods stops making sense once you have space travel and cascade production - but I can probably deliver whatever you ask.” 
Rebus would have tears in his eyes, but as usual he didn’t do that automatically. “And I’ll be with you - and waiting for you here, protecting the two of us so we can do this.” 

Rebus chuckled. “What about ‘requires a layer of nanomachines a foot thick’ did I not articulate? I can do levitation and telekinesis via utility fog, ‘iron skin’ which will actually be far stronger via nanomachine armor, lightning via electro-lasers or tesla coils, energy blasts via normal lasers or an approximation via utility fog, acid spit via either manufacturing acid or self-replicating nanomachines, healing via nanomachines, enhanced physical abilities via nanomachines, barriers via utility fog, any kind of conjuration via molecular assembly… anyway, most of the powers you might want can be duplicated through utility fog, molecular assembly, and enhancement nanomachines - and I also have lasers, antigravity, teleporters, and any sort of normal technology.” Rebus wasn’t actually sure who he was talking to, so he decided that he explained similar information to both Beosta and Rose. 
No, actually. I’m not done being with Symbol. I’m sure you’re very altruistic and all, but I’m actually quite selfish, and don’t care too much if you’re saving the world. If you tell me what you’re doing to her, she might simply let you - and I’ll go with her. Otherwise, unless you’d like to be sent a mentally hazardous message, go away. 

Rebus sighed, since he’d literally just made an entire planet into potential sleeping locations. But he stayed awake through the entire night, though completely immobile in parade rest. Maybe Shoe would want to retroactively talk to him - Beosta could stay asleep. 

“Yes. A squirrel is a squirrel, and I am me. If I was a squirrel, I would still be me, unless I wasn’t me, in which case I would be a squirrel, but I wouldn’t be a squirrel. S’more?” 

Bacon munched the squirrel. "But you could have the form of a squirrel," he pointed out. "That would be squirrel enough for plenty."

20 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

"Wait, why? What do you mean?"

"Perhaps that advice is too hasty," admitted Bacon. "After all, it's always possible your Author isn't planning your ultimate suffering."

17 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

The city beyond it was incredible. 

The sky was shiny--- well, the top of the cavern was coated with a shiny metal that had a sky-like effect. There was no visible sun, but a tiny, almost-too-bright-to-look-at orb sat on a spire at the top of every single building. The buildings themselves, at least in this area of town, were made with sweeping architecture and no particular theme. One building stood, large and grand, made of glimmering white concrete. Another swept low to the ground like a splash and seemed mostly constructed of metal and glass. Somehow, though, there was a very cohesive feel to the entire area. Like it should and did function as a single city. 

Bat felt dizzy. This was nothing like back home. 

So this was what they'd all been missing... 

-

Hehe. Yeah. 

The Beosta in the dream, though, had red hair and strange, pointed teeth. She'd also get a wicked grin on her face when Shoe wasn't looking. 

She offered him a small device that looked like a glue stick. 

Aw, sick. 

"Can you play Spring?" 

-

He nodded thoughtfully, letting the thoughtful silence stretch thoughtfully before he spoke. 
"To begin with, I would prefer to work here when possible," he articulated thoughtfully, in a very deliberate manner. "For a first payment, I would like to secure my family's future, so perhaps the locations of some diamond mines I ought to invest in. After that, normal hourly wages or a salary would suffice, which I could perhaps spend occasionally on some of your technology and commodities." He paused thoughtfully. "Have you any excellent colleges?" 
He was a very thoughtful man. 

-

Symbol hugged her knees a little tighter. "I already feel human enough," she whispered. "I don't know if I'm ready. Rebus, if... if something goes wrong... if I go wrong... fix me? Please?" 

-

"Iron skin and electric shocks," Beosta decided. 

-

"Fire?" Rose asked hopefully. 

-

I'm just giving her some trauma, Lady Bug replied sweetly. Exactly what she wanted. I'll be cutting off most of her abilities in just a moment, and I won't ask for your permission. 

A tiny little marble with tiny little wings flew over and bumped into the marshmallows. 

"Hi," she said sadly. 

 

Bacon applied the substance to the glitter.

4 hours ago, Sequence said:

Sequence jumped, nearly losing her balance and leaning on her cane heavily.
"Goodness me! You gave me quite a fright!" She brushed off her dress and stood up straight, offering her hand to the stranger in greeting.
"Welcome! I don't believe I know you yet! I'm Sequence."

Y'know, it's grown on me . I vote decasel. That'll be 10 pages, right? Now for 100 and 1,000... We could just do centisel and millisel, though for some reason those ones don't roll off the tongue as well, at least for me... Hrmb. Centage... Cent + page..? Centurage.  Idunno

The man ignored the hand, gazing at her impassively.

[Keke They/he]

Just now, xinoehp512 said:

Bacon carried out a funeral.

she sat curled up watching it. "Thanks"

finally her plot 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, xinoehp512 said:

Doth mine ears deceive me? Is that another microwave? 

With MORE SOUP?

NO, XINO

NOOOOOOOOO

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

2 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

She was only paying half-attention, now.

-

He hopped faster-er-est.

-

She didn't say anything.

Perhaps I'll be able to lose all your attention~ 

-

She turned into another shoe and thumped to the ground. 

-

Her silence hurt. 

Spren alighted on the ground wherever she was and let her wings dissolve into the air. She would have cried a little if she could. 

49 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

Doth mine ears deceive me? Is that another microwave? 

With MORE SOUP?

Bacon carried out a funeral.

Sure, why not.

Bacon munched the squirrel. "But you could have the form of a squirrel," he pointed out. "That would be squirrel enough for plenty."

"Perhaps that advice is too hasty," admitted Bacon. "After all, it's always possible your Author isn't planning your ultimate suffering."

Bacon applied the substance to the glitter.

The man ignored the hand, gazing at her impassively.

It was an empty tube that sucked out all the glitter. And some lint off his clothing. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

5 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Perhaps I'll be able to lose all your attention~ 

-

She turned into another shoe and thumped to the ground. 

-

Her silence hurt. 

Spren alighted on the ground wherever she was and let her wings dissolve into the air. She would have cried a little if she could. 

Nah.

-

Shoe came clomping back and sat next to her.

-

Tam glanced up at her, then back down.

I'm sorry . . .

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

4 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Nah.

-

Shoe came clomping back and sat next to her.

-

Tam glanced up at her, then back down.

I'm sorry . . .

The two shoes were a pair now. 

-

Are you? Spren asked softly.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

6 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

The two shoes were a pair now. 

-

Are you? Spren asked softly.

Hey!

-

Aww.

Shoe woke up.

-

She nodded.

I- I am. You're a wonderful spren . . . I'm sorry I was so awful to you before.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

3 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

That’s okay because it was made up. Snow giggled with delight. 

“Oh, not a college for myself. For my daughter.”

She smiled sadly. “Thank you.” She looked down at her feet as the sun cleared the horizon. “I really should be going,” she whispered. But… scud, she was scared. Just because she’d opened this chasm in front of her feet didn’t mean she wanted to jump into it. She had no clue what was down there. 

“Contact shock,” Beosta decided. 

She grinned. “Exactly.”

Lady Bug laughed in a rumbly manner. Well, then. Aren’t we tough and protective. I don’t understand why you bother pretending like this. 

Chord giggled as well, improvising some more music. 

“Excellent. I’ll get you my notes and materials soon.” 
Rebus sighed. “I don’t know either.” 
Rebus nodded. “I can make a sort of armor layer - but we should do some tests to determine skills to be enhanced and vulnerabilities to be accounted for.” 
Rebus nodded. “I will write up some specs to propose while you do an baseline test.” 
Pretending is fundamental! Have you forgotten the realm in which we live? We are made from pretending - Symbol knows that, and having someone who understands is uncountable. She is one of two people who understands me and yet has not betrayed me. She’s also the only anchor I truly have - my successors are in place, and my legacy is ensured; I am not merely me, and if not for my friendship with her, I would not need to maintain this. Though I may “pretend”, I keep my promises - trust me, you do not want to go up against Rebus Honesty Clarke with nothing to lose. And Symbol is the last thing for me to lose. 

2 hours ago, kpShadowFox said:

is the, what was it called, food brigade or smth still around?

A bipedal thing formed of dirt and what seemed to be splintered bones walked up to whichever character you choose. “I am the Render. I have little purpose now - I require a superior material, and will perform tasks until my quarry returns.” 

1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

Bacon munched the squirrel. "But you could have the form of a squirrel," he pointed out. "That would be squirrel enough for plenty."

“I suppose. I don’t really want to be a squirrel, though.” 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

19 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Hey!

-

Aww.

Shoe woke up.

-

She nodded.

I- I am. You're a wonderful spren . . . I'm sorry I was so awful to you before.

-_^

-

Beosta didn't yet. She was dreaming about the ocean. 

-

She flapped her wings sadly. If I were a wonderful spren, you would have liked me then. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

Hey, I was wondering if I could retcon all of my lore? Just like all of it? And the plotline? I want to start fresh with a new character.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

5 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

-_^

-

Beosta didn't yet. She was dreaming about the ocean. 

-

She flapped her wings sadly. If I were a wonderful spren, you would have liked me then. 

She sighed.

-

Shoe hugged her gently.

-

She shrugged.

I should have. I was . . . just going through some stuff. I'm sorry.

Just now, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Hey, I was wondering if I could retcon all of my lore? Just like all of it? And the plotline? I want to start fresh with a new character.

Of course! That's totally fine! 

What were you thinking?

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

She sighed.

-

Shoe hugged her gently.

-

She shrugged.

I should have. I was . . . just going through some stuff. I'm sorry.

Of course! That's totally fine! 

What were you thinking?

idk. maybe bring Eikooc to TLT?

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

4 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

idk. maybe bring Eikooc to TLT?

Sure!

oh my goshhhhhhhhhhhh shoe and eikooc should battle :3

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

5 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Hey, I was wondering if I could retcon all of my lore? Just like all of it? And the plotline? I want to start fresh with a new character.

*hugs* 

If you feel that's what you want to do, sure. 

2 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

She sighed.

-

Shoe hugged her gently.

-

She shrugged.

I should have. I was . . . just going through some stuff. I'm sorry.

Of course! That's totally fine! 

What were you thinking?

-_*

-

THEN she woke up. She hugged him back. 

-

Spren was quiet, trying to decide if she should try and be Tam's spren again or not. 

17 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Chord giggled as well, improvising some more music. 

“Excellent. I’ll get you my notes and materials soon.” 
Rebus sighed. “I don’t know either.” 
Rebus nodded. “I can make a sort of armor layer - but we should do some tests to determine skills to be enhanced and vulnerabilities to be accounted for.” 
Rebus nodded. “I will write up some specs to propose while you do an baseline test.” 
Pretending is fundamental! Have you forgotten the realm in which we live? We are made from pretending - Symbol knows that, and having someone who understands is uncountable. She is one of two people who understands me and yet has not betrayed me. She’s also the only anchor I truly have - my successors are in place, and my legacy is ensured; I am not merely me, and if not for my friendship with her, I would not need to maintain this. Though I may “pretend”, I keep my promises - trust me, you do not want to go up against Rebus Honesty Clarke with nothing to lose. And Symbol is the last thing for me to lose. 

A bipedal thing formed of dirt and what seemed to be splintered bones walked up to whichever character you choose. “I am the Render. I have little purpose now - I require a superior material, and will perform tasks until my quarry returns.” 

“I suppose. I don’t really want to be a squirrel, though.” 

Snow ran into the kitchen and came back with some food. "Are you hungry? Do you get hungry?" 

"That would be wonderful." 

She rested her chin on her knees and stared at the walkway for a moment. Then, with a deep breath, she stood up. "I suppose I'd better be going to meet my trauma. Thank you for coming to my party." 

"What kinds of tests?" Beosta asked. 

Rose smiled. "What kind of baseline test?" 

Hmm. You make a compelling argument. But believe me, your worry is wasted on my experiment. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

4 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Sure!

oh my goshhhhhhhhhhhh shoe and eikooc should battle :3

Yeah. Ima do that. well... *thinks* *thinks even harder* *thinks with compounded zinc* Oh! I know!

Is the party still going on?

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Yeah. Ima do that. well... *thinks* *thinks even harder* *thinks with compounded zinc* Oh! I know!

Is the party still going on?

It's ending, but yes, I guess it's still going

[TwinStorm He/Him]

19 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

"With... with someone else." 

She sounded like she was about to cry... if she could cry. 

"But nobody wants me......"

"Oh." he said, regretting the question, feeling awkward.

9 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“It’s a sword. Sure, it’s a sword that can teleport to your hand, but it’s still a sword. You, on the other hand, can stop time, or at least movement.” 

Heir did not know what that song was but Chord certainly did. “Yup!” 
“Excellent. I can likely find diamond mines, and of course money is no problem - I know of a few colleges, and they’d certainly be able to teach you things, though as I said outside the Eternal Mountains your ability to construct things with Nullite is unparalleled by any except possibly the Ennullers.” 
Rebus put his hand on her shoulder. “I will fix you if you need me to. I promise.” 

 

Rebus nodded. “I can do four different kinds of electric shocks, actually - contact, tesla coil, arc, and electrolaser.” He demonstrated each - contact required touching something, the tesla coil made lightning branch off of it, arc was one thing of lightning between two points, and an electrolaser was a line (because apparently you can use a laser as a wire). 

Meat bounded past in the distance - evidently returning home - and could be heard calling, “Me! Galileo Galileo…” before his voice receded again. 

 

“I can certainly do that. Not that it’s any more helpful than lasers in most circumstances, but it’s often more fun.” 
If you take her from me, there’s nothing stopping me from destroying you. Rebus was still talking in a mock-pleasant voice. 

"It . . . helps!" he protested, raising a hand weakly.

2 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

Doth mine ears deceive me? Is that another microwave? 

With MORE SOUP?

Bacon carried out a funeral.

Sure, why not.

Bacon munched the squirrel. "But you could have the form of a squirrel," he pointed out. "That would be squirrel enough for plenty."

"Perhaps that advice is too hasty," admitted Bacon. "After all, it's always possible your Author isn't planning your ultimate suffering."

Bacon applied the substance to the glitter.

The man ignored the hand, gazing at her impassively.

He was. Heeheehee.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

3 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Hey, I was wondering if I could retcon all of my lore? Just like all of it? And the plotline? I want to start fresh with a new character.

Rebus sighed. That made everything simpler for everybody; except for him. Though it did mean he didn’t have to worry about the Witherlord. 
Yup, certainly. If we want to really delete it, I can run a very brief plot in which someone have Onyx delete Muin from history using Lore. 

52 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Snow ran into the kitchen and came back with some food. "Are you hungry? Do you get hungry?" 

"That would be wonderful." 

She rested her chin on her knees and stared at the walkway for a moment. Then, with a deep breath, she stood up. "I suppose I'd better be going to meet my trauma. Thank you for coming to my party." 

"What kinds of tests?" Beosta asked. 

Rose smiled. "What kind of baseline test?" 

Hmm. You make a compelling argument. But believe me, your worry is wasted on my experiment. 

“Nope! After speaking for another ten minutes, or playing music for a little less, I’ll wind down, though. And the ridges probably need re-charging at some point.” 
Rebus nodded. He’d eventually need to explain the fact he was a Narrator who owned celestial bodies, but for now he’d done all he needed. 
“I hope you make it, and come out better, more than you were before. As for the party, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” Both parts were true. Rebus didn’t really want the world - he wanted to be with his friend. 
“Combat, mostly. I’ll set up a simulation, and you’ll be challenged by different situations requiring different skills.” Rebus said this to both Rose and Beosta, though they were not in the same room. 
My worry is not for your experiment, but for my friend. At the moment, these are the same, but if you truly think a test subject cannot also be a person, I can separate them. 

17 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

"It . . . helps!" he protested, raising a hand weakly.

“I’m pretty sure both of your swords are mind-altering parasites; in fact, many Plotblades seem to be.” 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

5 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus sighed. That made everything simpler for everybody; except for him. Though it did mean he didn’t have to worry about the Witherlord. 
Yup, certainly. If we want to really delete it, I can run a very brief plot in which someone have Onyx delete Muin from history using Lore. 

“Nope! After speaking for another ten minutes, or playing music for a little less, I’ll wind down, though. And the ridges probably need re-charging at some point.” 
Rebus nodded. He’d eventually need to explain the fact he was a Narrator who owned celestial bodies, but for now he’d done all he needed. 
“I hope you make it, and come out better, more than you were before. As for the party, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” Both parts were true. Rebus didn’t really want the world - he wanted to be with his friend. 
“Combat, mostly. I’ll set up a simulation, and you’ll be challenged by different situations requiring different skills.” Rebus said this to both Rose and Beosta, though they were not in the same room. 
My worry is not for your experiment, but for my friend. At the moment, these are the same, but if you truly think a test subject cannot also be a person, I can separate them. 

“I’m pretty sure both of your swords are mind-altering parasites; in fact, many Plotblades seem to be.” 

Cricket did not reply. He would keep both of them, if they could protect Rose and his friends.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

It's ending, but yes, I guess it's still going

This is Eikooc. He is a Cookiebender. (Like from Atla). When he eats a cookie, he gets more powerful. If he eats enough cookies (And I mean, A LOT of cookies. Like, more cookies than have ever existed), he becomes a god. However, this requires a constant stream of cookies. He can also use Hemcookielurgy. If he spikes someone with a cookie and kills them, and then eats the cookie, he gets their powers. Permanently. He can also do other cookie shenanigans. Like, powering allomancy or feruchemy or Radiantness with cookie power instead of investiture (note: he does have these. He can power any magic system with cookies. However, the more powerful the magic system is, the more cookies are needed). 

Cookies fall from the sky. Everywhere.

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus sighed. That made everything simpler for everybody; except for him. Though it did mean he didn’t have to worry about the Witherlord. 
Yup, certainly. If we want to really delete it, I can run a very brief plot in which someone have Onyx delete Muin from history using Lore. 

“Nope! After speaking for another ten minutes, or playing music for a little less, I’ll wind down, though. And the ridges probably need re-charging at some point.” 
Rebus nodded. He’d eventually need to explain the fact he was a Narrator who owned celestial bodies, but for now he’d done all he needed. 
“I hope you make it, and come out better, more than you were before. As for the party, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” Both parts were true. Rebus didn’t really want the world - he wanted to be with his friend. 
“Combat, mostly. I’ll set up a simulation, and you’ll be challenged by different situations requiring different skills.” Rebus said this to both Rose and Beosta, though they were not in the same room. 
My worry is not for your experiment, but for my friend. At the moment, these are the same, but if you truly think a test subject cannot also be a person, I can separate them. 

“I’m pretty sure both of your swords are mind-altering parasites; in fact, many Plotblades seem to be.” 

great! Thanks!