The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

54 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

"Yeah." she replied. "And crystals are my thing. Don't use them."

"Pretzels, not crystals. I am using a pretzel substance similar to a crystal."

[TwinStorm He/Him]

18 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Pretzels, not crystals. I am using a pretzel substance similar to a crystal."

"Whatever." she replied, rolling her eyes.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

15 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

I NEEDED TIME TO REACT

Lezterp thought to himself, Oh. Some sort of... mind distortion field?

Lezterp hit the button on his pretzel shaped comunicator, and teleported away.

Im going to do a little thing people can read

"So, Emit. Thanks for this." Lezterp said. "Lets go on a journey."

Just as Lezterp disappeared, he immediately came back. He paused for a moment, and then threw the plotblade back to Rebel. "I got what I came here for. Now, for what Rebus sent me here for"

I AM GOING TO SLEEP

GOODBYE

Spoiler

The “plotblade” is fake - its only abilities are a compulsion to want to possess it and siphoning off the magic and soul of someone who holds it for too long - so holding it for too long would be bad. Investigating it would reveal a connection to the real Plotblade, which is of course the scepter. 
Lezterp would eventually notice this, and has enough magical power he wouldn’t be killed beforehand - Rebel killed a dozen guards quite a while ago with this same trick. 

Rebel caught the blade by the hilt, and glowing energy flowed off of it into him. 

6 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

"Fair." he nodded. "I . . . well, my Author, upon my return, gave me a Plotblade. A new one." he said, summoning a brilliant golden sword. "Crusade."

A slow smile spread across Rebel’s face, both from the energy he’d taken from Lezterp, and from the opportunity this new Plotblade provided. “I think our partnership will be very productive…” 

3 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

oh my bad

Fael sighed, and glanced at Rebel. "Give me the Blade or I'll kill you." he shouted upwards. "Maybe both."

“If have no proof you won’t turn around and kill me afterwards. Kill that one, and I’ll give it to you - I know that if you can do that, I’d have no chance either way.” 

5 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Alrighty then! I promise. Where do I sign?"

“You just did - agreements with me are magically binding.” Rebus smiled, then continued, “what training do you  want?” 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

35 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

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The “plotblade” is fake - its only abilities are a compulsion to want to possess it and siphoning off the magic and soul of someone who holds it for too long - so holding it for too long would be bad. Investigating it would reveal a connection to the real Plotblade, which is of course the scepter. 
Lezterp would eventually notice this, and has enough magical power he wouldn’t be killed beforehand - Rebel killed a dozen guards quite a while ago with this same trick. 

Rebel caught the blade by the hilt, and glowing energy flowed off of it into him. 

A slow smile spread across Rebel’s face, both from the energy he’d taken from Lezterp, and from the opportunity this new Plotblade provided. “I think our partnership will be very productive…” 

“If have no proof you won’t turn around and kill me afterwards. Kill that one, and I’ll give it to you - I know that if you can do that, I’d have no chance either way.” 

“You just did - agreements with me are magically binding.” Rebus smiled, then continued, “what training do you  want?” 

Well, Lezterp met up with Emit, and various other materializers throughout time, and would have ediscovered all of this.

"Could you give me the scepter? I have investigated the plotblade, and would like to investigate that too." Lezterp said.

do you know who played Plot? I would like to ask him something about his character.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

19 hours ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"What is it?"

"It's a pool of water." 

He frowns. 

"I think." 

Taeidin approaches the pool. As he does, light shimmers across its surface. 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Well, Lezterp met up with Emit, and various other materializers throughout time, and would have ediscovered all of this.

"Could you give me the scepter? I have investigated the plotblade, and would like to investigate that too." Lezterp said.

do you know who played Plot? I would like to ask him something about his character.

I don’t know about materializer physiology, but beings with a human concept of greed are compelled to acquire the sword - through bargaining, trickery, or violence. 
Rebel’s eyes narrowed. “My scepter will tear your soul out of your body. I am the only person who can control it.” 

I think everybody did - this was quite a while ago. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

12 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"It's a pool of water." 

He frowns. 

"I think." 

Taeidin approaches the pool. As he does, light shimmers across its surface. 

"Should yeh be goin' near that? It don't look normal..."

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

12 minutes ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"Should yeh be goin' near that? It don't look normal..."

"I agree." 

Taeidin takes a pencil out of his pocket and pokes the water with it. Seeing how it behaves normally, he cups some with his hand and holds it up. It continues to shimmer softly as he inspects it. Taeidin drops it back in the pool, but it slides oddly off of his hand and falls down just slightly slower than would be expected. 

"What is this? I... it feels weird to me." 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

2 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"I agree." 

Taeidin takes a pencil out of his pocket and pokes the water with it. Seeing how it behaves normally, he cups some with his hand and holds it up. It continues to shimmer softly as he inspects it. Taeidin drops it back in the pool, but it slides oddly off of his hand and falls down just slightly slower than would be expected. 

"What is this? I... it feels weird to me." 

Cep walks up carefully and leans over the pool. "Odd." He reaches down and sticks a hand slowly into the water. He pulls it out to achieve the same effect. "It feels like-" He breaks off for a second. "Ah've seen summat like this once before...it had the same effect. That was somewhere far from here, though. It couldn't have gotten here."

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

2 minutes ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

Cep walks up carefully and leans over the pool. "Odd." He reaches down and sticks a hand slowly into the water. He pulls it out to achieve the same effect. "It feels like-" He breaks off for a second. "Ah've seen summat like this once before...it had the same effect. That was somewhere far from here, though. It couldn't have gotten here."

"Couldn't is clearly the wrong word here. Where did you see it?" 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Couldn't is clearly the wrong word here. Where did you see it?" 

"It was on a different world...one where the state of this one would have seemed somewhat primitive. There was a cave on this world, and in the cave there was a pool a lot like this 'un. Accordin' ta the people there, it was the remnants of an old, powerful being. That might have just been legend though; whatever it was, it sure was old. An' powerful."

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

8 minutes ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"It was on a different world...one where the state of this one would have seemed somewhat primitive. There was a cave on this world, and in the cave there was a pool a lot like this 'un. Accordin' ta the people there, it was the remnants of an old, powerful being. That might have just been legend though; whatever it was, it sure was old. An' powerful."

"Interesting. So you can remember this now?" 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Interesting. So you can remember this now?" 

Cep pauses. "Ah—" he shakes his head. "Ah can. Ah don' know how, but ah can. Ah can't remember anythin' else though. 'Cept...ah don' think that was the only other world ah've been on...ah guess that's a start."

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

Just now, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

Cep pauses. "Ah—" he shakes his head. "Ah can. Ah don' know how, but ah can. Ah can't remember anythin' else though. 'Cept...ah don' think that was the only other world ah've been on...ah guess that's a start."

"Can you remember the name of it?" 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, Ashkaloda said:

"Can you remember the name of it?" 

"No...ah don' know if ah ever knew the name."

[TwinStorm He/Him]

5 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

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The “plotblade” is fake - its only abilities are a compulsion to want to possess it and siphoning off the magic and soul of someone who holds it for too long - so holding it for too long would be bad. Investigating it would reveal a connection to the real Plotblade, which is of course the scepter. 
Lezterp would eventually notice this, and has enough magical power he wouldn’t be killed beforehand - Rebel killed a dozen guards quite a while ago with this same trick. 

Rebel caught the blade by the hilt, and glowing energy flowed off of it into him. 

A slow smile spread across Rebel’s face, both from the energy he’d taken from Lezterp, and from the opportunity this new Plotblade provided. “I think our partnership will be very productive…” 

“If have no proof you won’t turn around and kill me afterwards. Kill that one, and I’ll give it to you - I know that if you can do that, I’d have no chance either way.” 

“You just did - agreements with me are magically binding.” Rebus smiled, then continued, “what training do you  want?” 

Atreides grinned, twirling Crusade around experimentally. It seemed to make his eyes glow golden.

--

"Mmmm. Maybe." Fael decided, morphing her sword into a second gun, aimed at Rebel's head.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 minute ago, TwinStorm said:

Atreides grinned, twirling Crusade around experimentally. It seemed to make his eyes glow golden.

--

"Mmmm. Maybe." Fael decided, morphing her sword into a second gun, aimed at Rebel's head.

Rebel was a bit distracted. He held the sword in front of him, putting its blade - turned sideways - in between the gun and his head. "Do you really think you can hit me without damaging this?" 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

5 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

I don’t know about materializer physiology, but beings with a human concept of greed are compelled to acquire the sword - through bargaining, trickery, or violence. 
Rebel’s eyes narrowed. “My scepter will tear your soul out of your body. I am the only person who can control it.” 

I think everybody did - this was quite a while ago. 

so am I alowed to add some lore?

Also, when he realized that it compeled him with greed, he met with Deerg, and removed his concept of greed.

"Trust me. I can handle it." Lezterp said.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

11 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel was a bit distracted. He held the sword in front of him, putting its blade - turned sideways - in between the gun and his head. "Do you really think you can hit me without damaging this?" 

"It's a Plotblade." she said, maintaining her aim. "It won't be damaged."

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

21 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

so am I alowed to add some lore?

Also, when he realized that it compeled him with greed, he met with Deerg, and removed his concept of greed.

"Trust me. I can handle it." Lezterp said.

Probably, but you should read that portion of the Thread to insure you don't mess anything up (I don't know whether the search function is case-sensitive, but if so, you can use that). 

Huh. That seems really interesting to roleplay, and does pretty much counter anything Rebel could do to him. 

12 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

"It's a Plotblade." she said, maintaining her aim. "It won't be damaged."

Rebel caved, grimacing but giving Lezterp the scepter and Fael the sword. "Fine. You can have them. Don't kill me, please." 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

9 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Probably, but you should read that portion of the Thread to insure you don't mess anything up (I don't know whether the search function is case-sensitive, but if so, you can use that). 

Huh. That seems really interesting to roleplay, and does pretty much counter anything Rebel could do to him. 

Rebel caved, grimacing but giving Lezterp the scepter and Fael the sword. "Fine. You can have them. Don't kill me, please." 

Fael caught it, twirling it experimentally and grinning. "Thanks." she said, firing her pistol straight at Rebel's head.

--

Atreides looked down at the Narrator. "Why are you surrendering to her?" he hissed to Rebel.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

17 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Fael caught it, twirling it experimentally and grinning. "Thanks." she said, firing her pistol straight at Rebel's head.

--

Atreides looked down at the Narrator. "Why are you surrendering to her?" he hissed to Rebel.

Rebel was sent backwards, but was decidedly empty of bullet holes - his utility fog had distributed the impact. 

"I'm not really surrendering to her. The pretzel... thing, maybe." 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Dragonheir said:

Rebel was sent backwards, but was decidedly empty of bullet holes - his utility fog had distributed the impact. 

"I'm not really surrendering to her. The pretzel... thing, maybe." 

Fael sighed, transforming her pistol into a shotgun, rattling off several more bullets.

--

Atreides eyed him. "You're . . . surrendering. To a pretzel." He sighed, jumping off the tower, landing near Lezterp. He smiled, twirling Crusade as he began to glow golden. "My name is Atreides, Pretzel."

@CoderDrag0n8

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

5 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Fael sighed, transforming her pistol into a shotgun, rattling off several more bullets.

--

Atreides eyed him. "You're . . . surrendering. To a pretzel." He sighed, jumping off the tower, landing near Lezterp. He smiled, twirling Crusade as he began to glow golden. "My name is Atreides, Pretzel."

@CoderDrag0n8

Wait, how's she holding the sword? I guess Narration if nothing else... Rebel dove to the ground to avoid the first, while doing his best to jam her gun with utility fog. "I gave you what you wanted!" 

"A pretzel that shrugged off a powerful compulsion and soul draining," Rebel muttered, "I'm out of my league - pretending to cooperate is the only way I'm making it out alive." 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Dragonheir said:

Wait, how's she holding the sword? I guess Narration if nothing else... Rebel dove to the ground to avoid the first, while doing his best to jam her gun with utility fog. "I gave you what you wanted!" 

"A pretzel that shrugged off a powerful compulsion and soul draining," Rebel muttered, "I'm out of my league - pretending to cooperate is the only way I'm making it out alive." 

"Well, I'm also supposed to kill you." she replied, as crystal spikes exploded through the ground near Rebel, threatening to impale him.

--

Rebel was not one for a challenge, Atreides presumed.