The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

3 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Him, actually.

He accepts it.

"Thanks. What's it for?"

whoops

"It's a cookie. It does cookie! Do you want a special cookie?"

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

7 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

whoops

"It's a cookie. It does cookie! Do you want a special cookie?"

"Um . . . sure."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

20 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

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

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

He was. Heeheehee.

Spren sniffled. 

20 hours 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.” 

"Wind down?" 

Mr. Whitlock had already guessed he was a Narrator. He didn't mind all that much. 

She smiled softly. "Thank you, Rebus." 
She vanished, leaving behind her trademark shower of crystalline flakes. 

Rose and Beosta both seemed incredibly enthusiastic. 

Do not touch my experiment, or I will destroy it, she informed him simply. 

Also, I drew Symbol, btw 

I was doing a clothing study so that's why the quality's not great and I did the mismatched media on purpose and don't judge it-

anyway it's the last uploaded image atm 

16 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

gluten-free

Shoe was not busy, in fact. He was only waiting for Beosta to wake up.

He smiled.

Good morning.

-

Tam waited, as she'd been doing for the last few pages.

It wasn't up to her, anyway.

Morning, she said cheerfully. 

-

That made Spren even more upset. She zipped away. 

3 hours ago, Sequence said:

Yeah, I agree with that actually... Decasel, centisil, millicil... I like it .
 

What does everyone else think about adopting these words to refer to certain numbers of pages? Decasel is 10 pages, centisil is 100, millicil is 1,000. 
"Obi-Wan... Now that is a name I haven't heard in many millisels..."
"Oh yeah, I've been trapped here since last centisil!"
"Last I saw them was a couple decasels ago."

Sequence blinked, her smile fading for a moment. "... Aaaalright then. Good to meet you regardless!"

3 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Fair enough

Decided, then

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Morning, she said cheerfully. 

-

That made Spren even more upset. She zipped away. 

He pulled a few muffins out of his pocket. As one does.

Muffins?

-

Tam blinked.

Wait- wait, what did I do? I didn't- I'm sorry! Come back!

She got to her feet and ran after Spren.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

2 hours ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"Ah don' know..."

A woman steps out of the building and yells "Ernest Ceptican! Where've yeh been!"

Cep stares back at her blankly. The woman turns to Taeidin. "Are yeh with 'im? Wha's wrong with 'im? Why doesn't he recognize us?"

Taeidin looks at the woman, confused. 

"Who's Ernest? Cep, though, has been hearing voices." 

He nods definitively. 

 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

21 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

He pulled a few muffins out of his pocket. As one does.

Muffins?

-

Tam blinked.

Wait- wait, what did I do? I didn't- I'm sorry! Come back!

She got to her feet and ran after Spren.

She brightened and took one. "Thanks." 

-

Spren zipped up into a pine tree and hid inside a pinecone. 

5% of the way to the next party  

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

7 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

She brightened and took one. "Thanks." 

-

Spren zipped up into a pine tree and hid inside a pinecone. 

5% of the way to the next party  

He smiled and nodded.

So . . . Rebus?

-

Tam sighed and summoned the correct pinecone to her.

Spren . . . I want you to stay, y'know.

Oh man, already? 

Edited May 7, 2025 by Through The Living Glass

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

25 minutes ago, epl2 said:

Taeidin looks at the woman, confused. 

"Who's Ernest? Cep, though, has been hearing voices." 

He nods definitively. 

 

She points at Cep. "That's Ernest, o'course. An' voices? Whatcha mean by that? Yeh mean he's goin' crazy??"

[xinoehp512 he/him]

On 5/6/2025 at 3:00 PM, Hawks said:

she sat curled up watching it. "Thanks"

finally her plot 

"Eulogy?" asked Bacon. "I didn't know them, so..."

On 5/6/2025 at 3:01 PM, Through The Living Glass said:

NO, XINO

NOOOOOOOOO

SOOOUUUP

23 hours 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. 

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

Bacon grunted in surprise. "How convenient! Do you sell these in bulk, perchance?"

22 hours 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.” 

"Your curiosity does not compel you? It compels me."

21 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

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

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

He was. Heeheehee.

"BURN IT!" boomed Bacon. "BURN-"

4 hours ago, Sequence said:

Yeah, I agree with that actually... Decasel, centisil, millicil... I like it .
 

What does everyone else think about adopting these words to refer to certain numbers of pages? Decasel is 10 pages, centisil is 100, millicil is 1,000. 
"Obi-Wan... Now that is a name I haven't heard in many millisels..."
"Oh yeah, I've been trapped here since last centisil!"
"Last I saw them was a couple decasels ago."

Sequence blinked, her smile fading for a moment. "... Aaaalright then. Good to meet you regardless!"

The man turned away from her.

"Partygoers," he announced, his voice not amplified in any way. "The End approaches. Ere long, all will be brought to dust."

He opened his hand, and a clutch of withergeists hissed into the air.

@Through The Living Glass @Bird Furious @Dragonheir @TwinStorm

[Keke They/he]

1 minute ago, xinoehp512 said:

Eulogy?" asked Bacon. "I didn't know them, so..."

"what's a weuolegy?"

2 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

BURN IT!" boomed Bacon. "BURN-"

YES BACON ARSON

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

26 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

He smiled and nodded.

So . . . Rebus?

-

Tam sighed and summoned the correct pinecone to her.

Spren . . . I want you to stay, y'know.

Oh man, already? 

"I wanna do it!" 

-

No you don't, she said sullenly. 

3 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Eulogy?" asked Bacon. "I didn't know them, so..."

SOOOUUUP

Bacon grunted in surprise. "How convenient! Do you sell these in bulk, perchance?"

"Your curiosity does not compel you? It compels me."

"BURN IT!" boomed Bacon. "BURN-"

The man turned away from her.

"Partygoers," he announced, his voice not amplified in any way. "The End approaches. Ere long, all will be brought to dust."

He opened his hand, and a clutch of withergeists hissed into the air.

@Through The Living Glass @Bird Furious @Dragonheir @TwinStorm

Symbol shook her head. "I have three more, though. Do you see those withergeists?" 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"Um . . . sure."

"Here" Eikooc hands Utility a Cookie machete, sawblade, and flamethrower. "SPECIAL COOKIES"

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

58 minutes ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

She points at Cep. "That's Ernest, o'course. An' voices? Whatcha mean by that? Yeh mean he's goin' crazy??"

Taeidin scratches his head. 

"I did not understand anything you just said. What's a crazy?" 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

58 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

SOOOUUUP

The man turned away from her.

"Partygoers," he announced, his voice not amplified in any way. "The End approaches. Ere long, all will be brought to dust."

@Through The Living Glass @Bird Furious @Dragonheir @TwinStorm

NAWR

None of Glass' characters were there at the moment.

32 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Here" Eikooc hands Utility a Cookie machete, sawblade, and flamethrower. "SPECIAL COOKIES"

Utility blinked.

". . . Thanks."

53 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

"I wanna do it!" 

-

No you don't, she said sullenly. 

He smiled.

Alright. Uhh . . . Rebus? @Dragonheir

-

Yeah, I do.

She hugged the pinecone to her chest.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

12 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

NAWR

None of Glass' characters were there at the moment.

Utility blinked.

". . . Thanks."

He smiled.

Alright. Uhh . . . Rebus? @Dragonheir

-

Yeah, I do.

She hugged the pinecone to her chest.

Spren was quiet, not sure what to think. 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

1 hour ago, Hawks said:

"what's a weuolegy?"

YES BACON ARSON

"A brief speech talking about the deceased. Or not so brief, if one is particularly close."

1 hour ago, Bird Furious said:

"I wanna do it!" 

-

No you don't, she said sullenly. 

Symbol shook her head. "I have three more, though. Do you see those withergeists?" 

"Pity. I could certainly- Oh my. Yes, indeed." Bacon peered at the malevolent spirits, who were seeking out partygoers to harass. "Someone should probably take care of those."

53 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

None of Glass' characters were there at the moment.

"Speaking of which," Bacon added, "where did Shoe and Beosta go? I must admit, I've lost them..."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

5 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"A brief speech talking about the deceased. Or not so brief, if one is particularly close."

"Pity. I could certainly- Oh my. Yes, indeed." Bacon peered at the malevolent spirits, who were seeking out partygoers to harass. "Someone should probably take care of those."

"Speaking of which," Bacon added, "where did Shoe and Beosta go? I must admit, I've lost them..."

“Woukd you refresh me on withergeists? I’ll take care of them before I get back to recalling my past.” She sounded rather glad for a potential distraction.

[Keke They/he]

3 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"A brief speech talking about the deceased. Or not so brief, if one is particularly close."

"Pity. I could certainly- Oh my. Yes, indeed." Bacon peered at the malevolent spirits, who were seeking out partygoers to harass. "Someone should probably take care of those."

"Speaking of which," Bacon added, "where did Shoe and Beosta go? I must admit, I've lost them..."

"oh uh. Well Ashton was like my brotherm.. he helped me survive on the streets after Ben died. And well he took care of me and he helped me regardless of how annoying I was and he *sniffs* he cared about me when no one else did and. And I hope he goes to heaven" she says and sniffles again before crying a bit and standing up. 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

8 hours ago, kpShadowFox said:

"You're in luck!" Natsu says while reaching into a satchel on his side, "I just so happen to be carrying some Hallowed Ingots. Its an alloy of adamantine, orichalcum, and mythril."

"When did you get that?!" Dewdrop exclaims in shock.

"I've had it for some time now... why?"

"Why? because it's extremely valuable and nearly impossible to alloy, not to mention nearly impossible to forge without the dwarves sun forge!"

The Render pivoted back and forth, looking at the speaker with its vague face. “I would be best served by light and sharp. Obsidian, I hear, is very good at cutting.” 

6 hours ago, Sequence said:

Yeah, I agree with that actually... Decasel, centisil, millicil... I like it .
 

What does everyone else think about adopting these words to refer to certain numbers of pages? Decasel is 10 pages, centisil is 100, millicil is 1,000. 
"Obi-Wan... Now that is a name I haven't heard in many millisels..."
"Oh yeah, I've been trapped here since last centisil!"
"Last I saw them was a couple decasels ago."

Sounds good to me, though I’m unsure how often I will have cause to use it. 
Rebus, wearing sleek armor (greyscale color blocks, with purple tron lines) walked up to Sequence. He was smiling, but not nicely. 

3 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

"Wind down?" 

Mr. Whitlock had already guessed he was a Narrator. He didn't mind all that much. 

She smiled softly. "Thank you, Rebus." 
She vanished, leaving behind her trademark shower of crystalline flakes. 

Rose and Beosta both seemed incredibly enthusiastic. 

Do not touch my experiment, or I will destroy it, she informed him simply. 

Also, I drew Symbol, btw 

I was doing a clothing study so that's why the quality's not great and I did the mismatched media on purpose and don't judge it-

anyway it's the last uploaded image atm 

“Yup. I’ll be fine, but I need to spin to talk, and the machine needs winding up to spin.” 
That was good for Rebus - actually, he thought that he’d tangentially mentioned it already. He brought up a hologram and began typing, though he didn’t have to. 
Rebus caught one, and stood motionless looking at it for quite some time. 
Rebus was happy about that - he’d set up the test momentarily. 
I, subsequently, would do my very best to destroy you. If she’s gone for good, I’m not even sure what lengths I would go to. 
Wow! That’s really good - I should practice my own drawing. You don’t have to, but I could use a non-AI image of Rebus. 

2 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Your curiosity does not compel you? It compels me."

The man turned away from her.

"Partygoers," he announced, his voice not amplified in any way. "The End approaches. Ere long, all will be brought to dust."

He opened his hand, and a clutch of withergeists hissed into the air.

@Through The Living Glass @Bird Furious @Dragonheir @TwinStorm

“Well, you become more of a squirrel than I would, I expect.” 
Rebus walked forwards. “You are meddling in forces few understand, and fewer should be messing with. Unfortunately for you, so have I.” He put out his hand, and with a bang of displaced air summoned a torch - patches of light and darkness dancing across the “flame”. 

1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said:

He smiled.

Alright. Uhh . . . Rebus? @Dragonheir

Yessss? Rebus thought sweetly. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, Bird Furious said:

Spren was quiet, not sure what to think. 

I do want you back, Tam said softly.

59 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Speaking of which," Bacon added, "where did Shoe and Beosta go? I must admit, I've lost them..."

Outside.

53 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

“Woukd you refresh me on withergeists? I’ll take care of them before I get back to recalling my past.” She sounded rather glad for a potential distraction.

A cupcake hit her in the head, throw by a penguin.

Just now, Dragonheir said:

Yessss? Rebus thought sweetly. 

Shoe found that . . . really, really creepy.

Um . . . hey. So . . . upgrades? Fighting?

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

NAWR

None of Glass' characters were there at the moment.

Utility blinked.

". . . Thanks."

He smiled.

Alright. Uhh . . . Rebus? @Dragonheir

-

Yeah, I do.

She hugged the pinecone to her chest.

"Of course! I've got a bunch of them!"

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

11 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

The Render pivoted back and forth, looking at the speaker with its vague face. “I would be best served by light and sharp. Obsidian, I hear, is very good at cutting.” 

Sounds good to me, though I’m unsure how often I will have cause to use it. 
Rebus, wearing sleek armor (greyscale color blocks, with purple tron lines) walked up to Sequence. He was smiling, but not nicely. 

“Yup. I’ll be fine, but I need to spin to talk, and the machine needs winding up to spin.” 
That was good for Rebus - actually, he thought that he’d tangentially mentioned it already. He brought up a hologram and began typing, though he didn’t have to. 
Rebus caught one, and stood motionless looking at it for quite some time. 
Rebus was happy about that - he’d set up the test momentarily. 
I, subsequently, would do my very best to destroy you. If she’s gone for good, I’m not even sure what lengths I would go to. 
Wow! That’s really good - I should practice my own drawing. You don’t have to, but I could use a non-AI image of Rebus. 

“Well, you become more of a squirrel than I would, I expect.” 
Rebus walked forwards. “You are meddling in forces few understand, and fewer should be messing with. Unfortunately for you, so have I.” He put out his hand, and with a bang of displaced air summoned a torch - patches of light and darkness dancing across the “flame”. 

Yessss? Rebus thought sweetly. 

Snow relaxed. "Daddy showed me how to wind my music box. Are you a music box?" 

Whitlock's Author believed the same, but just in case. Mr. Whitlock examined the scenery, humming pleasantly to himself. 

Her Author promised to get to writing her when she had a spare moment. Perhaps and hopefully this evening.

Rose and Beosta both would have disliked having to wait, but their Author didn't, and so she made sure they did not know they were waiting. 

Lady Bug only laughed. You can't kill a Narrator like me. I could just vanish. Being a piece of a god, I could return to Lytikyria as well. There would be nothing you can do. Threats will get you nowhere. 

Eep, no pressure  I'd love to try, I think. Searching "hiking" should bring up some descriptions of him in the Thread, but I'll ask you for one if I can't find one. I'll let you know when/if I start sketching (no promises; I've learned to say that because I'm flaky )

10 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

I do want you back, Tam said softly.

Outside.

A cupcake hit her in the head, throw by a penguin.

Shoe found that . . . really, really creepy.

Um . . . hey. So . . . upgrades? Fighting?

Spren hesitantly floated out of a pinecone. 

Promise? 

-

Symbol snapped her fingers and the cupcake had actually missed. Wow, amazing. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

26 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Spren hesitantly floated out of a pinecone. 

Promise? 

-

Symbol snapped her fingers and the cupcake had actually missed. Wow, amazing. 

Tam set the pinecone down and cupped her hands around Spren.

Promise.

-

Except it hadn't, and there was now frosting in her hair.

Sheldon poked his head out and chirped at her to get her attention.

32 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Of course! I've got a bunch of them!"

"Huh. Alright."

He took a bite of one.

Edited May 7, 2025 by Through The Living Glass

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

25 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Tam set the pinecone down and cupped her hands around Spren.

Promise.

-

Except it hadn't, and there was now frosting in her hair.

Sheldon poked his head out and chirped at her to get her attention.

"Huh. Alright."

He took a bite of one.

Which one?

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

3 hours ago, epl2 said:

Taeidin scratches his head. 

"I did not understand anything you just said. What's a crazy?" 

"That man right there." She points at Cep. "'Is name is Ernest Ceptican, and 'e's mah husband. Now, yeh said 'e was hearin' voices. Does that mean 'e's goin' loopy? Cuckoo?Losin' his marbles?"