The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

4 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus smiled, and sent thoughts to the man. Good choice - few people are willing to modify themselves, but the benefit is great. You’ll feel the ability to control utility fog; nanomachines in the air around me - and now you - that lock together and move around while remaining nearly invisible. 

Rebus gestured to lack of coat and intermittent shivering. “I am very well aware. Could you find tinder - I have some kindling and larger sticks over that way?” 
Rebus smiled, revealing two pairs of gloves. The first were a strange leather, and had palms studded with crystals the color of the sky, while the second were a much smoother material and shimmered the same sky-blue on the palms. “These are from an old story idea my Author has been considering rewriting - the first pair are authentic to the worldbuilding, while the second pair I made with the crystals from the story.” 
Rebus sighed. “Sadly, I did cause his death. Part of me wants to bring him back, but Tam disappeared, and Bat was torturing someone with magic and had attempted to kill me - he’d somehow manifested powers, so I think he even could. I understand if you don’t want to continue working for me, but I don’t feel I could have done anything else.” 

“I do, but considering that you’ve been slapped at least twice and kicked in the groin, I have a feeling that this one might not be good for your health. Also, I believe an early version of you killed her.” That’d be fun. I kinda want to have a vampire or spider-person or siren or something accept his offer and then try to kill him - though he might consider that a success. 

Rebus’s promises are genuine (and actually magic - he can’t break them), but he usually has people agree to them without knowing the consequences - should someone outwit him somehow he would continue to keep the promise. 

I shall assume this is to Rebus. 

“I will be incorporating planets into my empire - unless they are sufficiently unique, this entails converting them into nanomachines which can then form any structure desired, and molecularly assemble nearly any item.”  Rebus constructed an apple with his utility fog, tossing it to Taeidin. “Those benefits shall be afforded to many of my citizens, including - potentially - you.” 

Rebus nodded, and waved a hand, directing a machine to rise from the floor and activate. Fael felt a painful tugging sensation, and her core was pulled from her body. It hovered within the machine, and Rebus placed the wire contraption over it. “Good - let off a pulse of raw Narration, please, so we can check if this works.” 

Wait a minute…  

Rebus teleported a spaceship the size of a small moon above the planet a few pages back - though I can understand how it got lost. 

Taeidin thought this over. 

"So you may change one thing into another. How is this advantageous? And what is a nanomachine?" 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

35 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus moved some snow to create a location for their fire, and began setting up his sticks. 
The leather was grayish, almost blue - it had been made from the skin of a Sky Beast - and was worn mainly around the settings of the gemstones, though there was of course wear where the fingers would bend. The large gems were placed just below the finger tips, off the center of the palm, and on the wrist, with smaller ones between them. They were set with some sort of glue into depressions in the leather, and seemed to have been cut in such a way that they fit together if the wearer made a fist. The leather gloves ended at around the wrist, but had two tassels on either side, as though it was meant to be tied to sleeves. The other pair of gloves went to nearly the elbow, and the palms looked like they were almost woven from the crystals. They also varied in how much they stretched depending upon where Xanther pulled from, and - though it wasn’t obvious from visual inspection - could acquire fashionable ruffles, hide the crystal inside the weave, or both, if given the relevant cues. 
Rebus smiled. “I can do that, actually. My thoughts on whether he could be resurrected focused mainly on him being exactly as he was at the end - that is easier, and more authentic. He won’t be perfect, though. Memory alteration is hard, and personality alteration is typically even harder.”
Rebus stood up, and gathered a ball of Narration in front of him. It drifted away, then began to expand into human shape, turning into Bat in a flash of multicolored light. “Dad? Rebus? Where am I?” the fake Bat asked. 

“What I believe was an early version of you killed a Machination strike team - the leader may share some things in common with you, though I doubt it will work.” Maybe if he follows Rebus’s advice at least a little that can be his reward. 

Rebus nodded. “I shall do that. Feel free to reach out to me if you have requests.” 

I thought it was Tam but it seems like it isn’t. 

Rebus can take what he asked without giving you your reward for if you break a deal with him, you forfeit any other magical contracts you might have, and you maybe get cursed. The same happens to him, though, if you get him to break a contract or actually lie. 

Oh, and would the chaotic order core still degrade? 

Keys began setting up her tinder. 
She glanced around. 

Xanther nodded, perfectly satisfied. “Well characterized. They will do.” He pulled a music box out of his pocket and set it in the air. He dropped the gloves inside, where they dissolved for the moment. The music box began to tinkle, storing the details of the gloves within the music. “Thank you.” 

He hesitated. 
“Bat? Wh… how much do you remember?” 

“Oh! I DID do that. I remember.” He scowled. “Ruia made me to deflect suspicion from herself. Not that I’m bitter or anything.” 

32 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

"Rose, whoever this guy is, I can take him. I've always has."

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"The normal way."

She lunged at it, sending it back into herself. 

do you have ideas for the power set? it also needs cool name

“Yeah, well, everyone’s luck runs out someday! I’m not gonna just let that happen. We have no idea how powerful he is!” 

how much longer till your luck runs out  

He paused, confused. “I thought asking WAS the normal way.” 

18 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

The Scribe sent a challenge to Rebus. It was neither a note or a detached thought, which implied that he was serious with this.

”I am offering a challenge, in retribution for recent events relating to Bat. Face my champion.”

@Dragonheir

He had attracted attention. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

8 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Oh, and would the chaotic order core still degrade? 

Keys began setting up her tinder. 
She glanced around. 

Xanther nodded, perfectly satisfied. “Well characterized. They will do.” He pulled a music box out of his pocket and set it in the air. He dropped the gloves inside, where they dissolved for the moment. The music box began to tinkle, storing the details of the gloves within the music. “Thank you.” 

He hesitated. 
“Bat? Wh… how much do you remember?” 

“Oh! I DID do that. I remember.” He scowled. “Ruia made me to deflect suspicion from herself. Not that I’m bitter or anything.” 

“Yeah, well, everyone’s luck runs out someday! I’m not gonna just let that happen. We have no idea how powerful he is!” 

how much longer till your luck runs out  

He paused, confused. “I thought asking WAS the normal way.” 

He had attracted attention. 

If only it was Heir’s.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

10 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

If only it was Heir’s.

If only. 

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Go away unless you’re Wrath. 

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Especially if you’re Dragonheir. 

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Hi. 

 

 

 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

1 minute ago, Bird Furious said:

If only. 

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Go away unless you’re Wrath. 

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Especially if you’re Dragonheir. 

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Hi. 

 

 

 

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Greetings.

wait

who is talking to who?

BAT?

 

 

 

Edited June 23, 2025 by SpiritOfWrath

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

12 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

She lunged at it, sending it back into herself. 

do you have ideas for the power set? it also needs cool name

It was a weird feeling, having a machine inside her, absorbing Narration she sent into it. 
This is Chaotic Order - it manipulates emergence, usually interesting interactions between parts of things. It can cause coincidences, allow magics and skills to combine in ways they wouldn’t, and boost bonds and interactions up to Narration levels of power. The material and magic users don’t have cool names, yet, though. 

12 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Oh? Why not?

Tam has not been gone 1000 pages, unless there has been something strange happening. 

12 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

ah

he still just doesnt like them

It makes sense. 

12 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

The Scribe sent a challenge to Rebus. It was neither a note or a detached thought, which implied that he was serious with this.

”I am offering a challenge, in retribution for recent events relating to Bat. Face my champion.”

@Dragonheir

Rebus assembled a body on a deserted planet he was converting to nanomachines. “This clone shall be considered my champion for this challenge.” 

12 hours ago, Ashkaloda said:

Taeidin thought this over. 

"So you may change one thing into another. How is this advantageous? And what is a nanomachine?" 

“Nanomachines are very small tools that function on their own - there are many types, and they can do nearly anything.” He waved his hands around, and piles of treasure, tables of food, several people, and a house appeared. “I’m sure you can see the benefits.” 

12 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

Oh, and would the chaotic order core still degrade? 

Keys began setting up her tinder. 
She glanced around. 

Xanther nodded, perfectly satisfied. “Well characterized. They will do.” He pulled a music box out of his pocket and set it in the air. He dropped the gloves inside, where they dissolved for the moment. The music box began to tinkle, storing the details of the gloves within the music. “Thank you.” 

He hesitated. 
“Bat? Wh… how much do you remember?” 

“Oh! I DID do that. I remember.” He scowled. “Ruia made me to deflect suspicion from herself. Not that I’m bitter or anything.” 

It would, because in order for it do be used for anything it must be unfrozen, but this does slow down the cost when unused to an incredible degree. 
Rebus would have been a little surprised by the realization, but Heir was pretty sure his Thread Perception had been taken away again. Once Keys had finished setting up the fire, Rebus began to strike sparks at it. 
Rebus nodded. “It is only fair - we shall see if you get use out of them, for they are magic.” 
Bat frowned. “Nothing - I just woke up here. What’s wrong?” 
“They’re still technically supposed to be looking for you, actually, but they stopped trying once it stopped looking like they’d be paid.” 

Edited June 23, 2025 by Dragonheir
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[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

1 minute ago, Dragonheir said:

It was a weird feeling, having a machine inside her, absorbing Narration she sent into it. 
This is Chaotic Order - it manipulates emergence, usually interesting interactions between parts of things. It can cause coincidences, allow magics and skills to combine in ways they wouldn’t, and boost bonds and interactions up to Narration levels of power. The material and magic users don’t have cool names, yet, though. 

Tam has not been good 1000 pages, unless there has been something strange happening. 

It makes sense. 

Rebus assembled a body on a deserted planet he was converting to nanomachines. “This clone shall be considered my champion for this challenge.” 

“Nanomachines are very small tools that function on their own - there are many types, and they can do nearly anything.” He waved his hands around, and piles of treasure, tables of food, several people, and a house appeared. “I’m sure you can see the benefits.” 

It would, because in order for it do be used for anything it must be unfrozen, but this does slow down the cost when unused to an incredible degree. 
Rebus would have been a little surprised by the realization, but Heir was pretty sure his Thread Perception had been taken away again. Once Keys had finished setting up the fire, Rebus began to strike sparks at it. 
Rebus nodded. “It is only fair - we shall see if you get use out of them, for they are magic.” 
Bat frowned. “Nothing - I just woke up here. What’s wrong?” 
“They’re still technically supposed to be looking for you, actually, but they stopped trying once it stopped looking like they’d be paid.” 

“My champion will be Aeon, armed with the full power and intuition of Parasite.”

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

“My champion will be Aeon, armed with the full power and intuition of Parasite.”

“I do note that actual time travel is not allowed, but very well.” Hmm, there don’t seem to be any stakes… 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

Just now, Dragonheir said:

“I do note that actual time travel is not allowed, but very well.” Hmm, there don’t seem to be any stakes… 

Time manipulation. (Slow down, speed up, etc)

Stakes:

“If I win, you abandon your quest for Antagonist. My Author will relinquish his vote of confidence in this matter.”

”If you win, I will grant you a boon. A supply of Adari, which will greatly enhance the power of your Nanites, if you are able to use it. And the shackles required to chain the Bane of Nergal - the deadly Plague.”

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

3 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Time manipulation. (Slow down, speed up, etc)

Stakes:

“If I win, you abandon your quest for Antagonist. My Author will relinquish his vote of confidence in this matter.”

”If you win, I will grant you a boon. A supply of Adari, which will greatly enhance the power of your Nanites, if you are able to use it. And the shackles required to chain the Bane of Nergal - the deadly Plague.”

Yup, that sort is fine. 
“I agree to those stakes.” Rebus said, smiling. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

27 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Tam has not been good 1000 pages, unless there has been something strange happening. 

Who says there isn't?

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

Who says there isn't?

There might still be, but I’m changing my guess to: 

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Ciara? Though she’s supposed to be dead, that hasn’t stopped us before - and she’s in the right part of the Thread. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, Dragonheir said:

There might still be, but I’m changing my guess to: 

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Ciara? Though she’s supposed to be dead, that hasn’t stopped us before - and she’s in the right part of the Thread. 

Who knows? Could be, could not be.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

15 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Yup, that sort is fine. 
“I agree to those stakes.” Rebus said, smiling. 

“I also promise that I will make not permanent choices for you with Parasite. That is sorta a permanent standing thing for everyone, but I thought I’d say it.”

Aeon appeared, smiling slightly before her eyes focused on the clone. She raised a hand, and strands of earthy material pulled from the air, forming into a blade from the earth, which pulsates slightly.

Underneath, there was a hint of something. A fragmented stone. Shards that almost seemed to wither the branches.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

3 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

“I also promise that I will make not permanent choices for you with Parasite. That is sorta a permanent standing thing for everyone, but I thought I’d say it.”

Aeon appeared, smiling slightly before her eyes focused on the clone. She raised a hand, and strands of earthy material pulled from the air, forming into a blade from the earth, which pulsates slightly.

Underneath, there was a hint of something. A fragmented stone. Shards that almost seemed to wither the branches.

“Good. You accept the terms, in total, with a loss being considered forfeit or the inability to recover or maintain a functioning physical body without assistance from another being, excluding the routine depiction of actions by the Authors and the supply of power to abilities and items we possess? I believe Parasite is sentient, and similar accusations could be made about my technology and magic - these do not qualify as outside assistance, nor should - unless you wish to deny it - the generation of power for your magic and my devices. There should be no bounds as to location, and the clauses I’ve laid out only specify that outside assistance cannot reverse a loss, though I wish to add that other people attacking a champion directly is not to be counted.” Rebus’s armor powered up, glowing purple at the seams, then went dark as he decided cosmetics would be a distraction. His face could not be seen, though that might change as he probed for physiological advantages. “Once the Scribe agrees to the terms, we shall begin.” 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

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Greetings.

wait

who is talking to who?

BAT?

 

 

 

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Hey. So, uh, I’m not dead. 

 

 

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

It would, because in order for it do be used for anything it must be unfrozen, but this does slow down the cost when unused to an incredible degree. 
Rebus would have been a little surprised by the realization, but Heir was pretty sure his Thread Perception had been taken away again. Once Keys had finished setting up the fire, Rebus began to strike sparks at it. 
Rebus nodded. “It is only fair - we shall see if you get use out of them, for they are magic.” 
Bat frowned. “Nothing - I just woke up here. What’s wrong?” 
“They’re still technically supposed to be looking for you, actually, but they stopped trying once it stopped looking like they’d be paid.” 

She watched, then yawned. 

He raised an eyebrow. “Ah? Magic how?” 

Mr. Whitlock stepped closer, then hesitated. After a moment of hesitation, he hugged him.

oh, and btw this is the cabin Tam made for his family after Rebus cleared out the caverns. 

“Hmm… you said one of them was a girl?” 

16 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

“Good. You accept the terms, in total, with a loss being considered forfeit or the inability to recover or maintain a functioning physical body without assistance from another being, excluding the routine depiction of actions by the Authors and the supply of power to abilities and items we possess? I believe Parasite is sentient, and similar accusations could be made about my technology and magic - these do not qualify as outside assistance, nor should - unless you wish to deny it - the generation of power for your magic and my devices. There should be no bounds as to location, and the clauses I’ve laid out only specify that outside assistance cannot reverse a loss, though I wish to add that other people attacking a champion directly is not to be counted.” Rebus’s armor powered up, glowing purple at the seams, then went dark as he decided cosmetics would be a distraction. His face could not be seen, though that might change as he probed for physiological advantages. “Once the Scribe agrees to the terms, we shall begin.” 

Xanther appeared several feet above the ground, leaning on his cane despite being in air. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

40 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Who knows? Could be, could not be.

21 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

“Good. You accept the terms, in total, with a loss being considered forfeit or the inability to recover or maintain a functioning physical body without assistance from another being, excluding the routine depiction of actions by the Authors and the supply of power to abilities and items we possess? I believe Parasite is sentient, and similar accusations could be made about my technology and magic - these do not qualify as outside assistance, nor should - unless you wish to deny it - the generation of power for your magic and my devices. There should be no bounds as to location, and the clauses I’ve laid out only specify that outside assistance cannot reverse a loss, though I wish to add that other people attacking a champion directly is not to be counted.” Rebus’s armor powered up, glowing purple at the seams, then went dark as he decided cosmetics would be a distraction. His face could not be seen, though that might change as he probed for physiological advantages. “Once the Scribe agrees to the terms, we shall begin.” 

No response? Aw mannnnnnn

hehe

hmm

I'm tryna figure out a way to get her more involved, somehow.

[Argenti he/him]

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Sometimes I question why this wasn't moved into the RP long ago

 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Argenti said:

 

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

shhhhhhhh

:3 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

19 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

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Hey. So, uh, I’m not dead. 

 

 

She watched, then yawned. 

He raised an eyebrow. “Ah? Magic how?” 

Mr. Whitlock stepped closer, then hesitated. After a moment of hesitation, he hugged him.

oh, and btw this is the cabin Tam made for his family after Rebus cleared out the caverns. 

“Hmm… you said one of them was a girl?” 

Xanther appeared several feet above the ground, leaning on his cane despite being in air. 

After a few moments, Rebus got the tinder to light and soon had a decent fire going. “We can stay here until we dry off, attempt smoke signaling, and then assemble a snow shelter so we can sleep without freezing to death.” 
“Those crystals are Pnumite - they interact oddly with air. The feeling is a lot like that of swimming; they allow pushing against air more than would otherwise work.” 
Bat hugged him back, not really sure what was happening. He has his memories, mostly, but since the recent ones were missing he was beginning to suspect he had been hit on the head or something. 
“Yes. The leader was a girl, though as I said she still has a theoretical obligation to kill you - your track record is already bad, and nobody you asked has had power armor yet.” 
Rebus at him, wondering why he was there. It was almost midnight, though, so Heir didn’t have anything for him to say. 

18 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

No response? Aw mannnnnnn

hehe

hmm

I'm tryna figure out a way to get her more involved, somehow.

Haha! My plan worked; you admitted it! (I had no such plan, and I guess you didn’t) 

Do you want me to think of something to say to evasiveness, or get a character to talk to whomever it is?

11 minutes ago, Argenti said:

Sometimes I question why this wasn't moved into the RP long ago

Not sure, actually. Perhaps there is fear it will go back to randomness, or perhaps it would drastically alter something to suddenly count so many posts. Or maybe it’s as simple as nobody having asked. 
Note: I shall finish the character sheet I mentioned in the morning. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

8 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus at him,

8 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Haha! My plan worked; you admitted it! (I had no such plan, and I guess you didn’t) 

Do you want me to think of something to say to evasiveness, or get a character to talk to whomever it is?

Hmmm, I don't remember admitting anything

hmm

A character would be nice

hehe

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

After a few moments, Rebus got the tinder to light and soon had a decent fire going. “We can stay here until we dry off, attempt smoke signaling, and then assemble a snow shelter so we can sleep without freezing to death.” 
“Those crystals are Pnumite - they interact oddly with air. The feeling is a lot like that of swimming; they allow pushing against air more than would otherwise work.” 
Bat hugged him back, not really sure what was happening. He has his memories, mostly, but since the recent ones were missing he was beginning to suspect he had been hit on the head or something. 
“Yes. The leader was a girl, though as I said she still has a theoretical obligation to kill you - your track record is already bad, and nobody you asked has had power armor yet.” 
Rebus at him, wondering why he was there. It was almost midnight, though, so Heir didn’t have anything for him to say. 

Haha! My plan worked; you admitted it! (I had no such plan, and I guess you didn’t) 

Do you want me to think of something to say to evasiveness, or get a character to talk to whomever it is?

Not sure, actually. Perhaps there is fear it will go back to randomness, or perhaps it would drastically alter something to suddenly count so many posts. Or maybe it’s as simple as nobody having asked. 
Note: I shall finish the character sheet I mentioned in the morning. 

She gave him a thumbs up and glanced at her watch. “We won’t have to sleep here. My gateways should come back in two hours.” 

“Ahh, fascinating.” He grinned. “Thank you.” 

Mr. Whitlock pulled away and carefully examined him. “I’m glad you’re here,” he said softly. 

“Beh. If she tries to kill me I’ll just chuck fire at her.” 

Xanther grinned and saluted Rebus. Why was he there? A good question. Mostly because he wanted to be. 
Mostly. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

9 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“Good. You accept the terms, in total, with a loss being considered forfeit or the inability to recover or maintain a functioning physical body without assistance from another being, excluding the routine depiction of actions by the Authors and the supply of power to abilities and items we possess? I believe Parasite is sentient, and similar accusations could be made about my technology and magic - these do not qualify as outside assistance, nor should - unless you wish to deny it - the generation of power for your magic and my devices. There should be no bounds as to location, and the clauses I’ve laid out only specify that outside assistance cannot reverse a loss, though I wish to add that other people attacking a champion directly is not to be counted.” Rebus’s armor powered up, glowing purple at the seams, then went dark as he decided cosmetics would be a distraction. His face could not be seen, though that might change as he probed for physiological advantages. “Once the Scribe agrees to the terms, we shall begin.” 

“I agree to these terms, so long as they are followed in the spirit they were given, and not the letter that can be exploited.”

Aeon shrugged.

 

Haly’s eyes only…

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I had guessed as much. But still, I’ve been waiting for an excuse to fight Rebus for some time now.

Don’t worry though - if I lose, I win. The Adari has a mind of its own (not likely to obey Rebus), and the Plague 1) has a cure, albeit rare and 2) Those it blesses, those who are buffed up by it, are left dependent on it. Though they seem stronger, they actually become prone to attack.

 

 

 

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[TwinStorm He/Him]

11 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

Oh, and would the chaotic order core still degrade? 

Keys began setting up her tinder. 
She glanced around. 

Xanther nodded, perfectly satisfied. “Well characterized. They will do.” He pulled a music box out of his pocket and set it in the air. He dropped the gloves inside, where they dissolved for the moment. The music box began to tinkle, storing the details of the gloves within the music. “Thank you.” 

He hesitated. 
“Bat? Wh… how much do you remember?” 

“Oh! I DID do that. I remember.” He scowled. “Ruia made me to deflect suspicion from herself. Not that I’m bitter or anything.” 

“Yeah, well, everyone’s luck runs out someday! I’m not gonna just let that happen. We have no idea how powerful he is!” 

how much longer till your luck runs out  

He paused, confused. “I thought asking WAS the normal way.” 

He had attracted attention. 

"Look, I . . . I don't want you hurt. You're not expendable, me on the other hand . . ."

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"First you get to know her. Then you ask."

10 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

It was a weird feeling, having a machine inside her, absorbing Narration she sent into it. 
This is Chaotic Order - it manipulates emergence, usually interesting interactions between parts of things. It can cause coincidences, allow magics and skills to combine in ways they wouldn’t, and boost bonds and interactions up to Narration levels of power. The material and magic users don’t have cool names, yet, though. 

Tam has not been good 1000 pages, unless there has been something strange happening. 

It makes sense. 

Rebus assembled a body on a deserted planet he was converting to nanomachines. “This clone shall be considered my champion for this challenge.” 

“Nanomachines are very small tools that function on their own - there are many types, and they can do nearly anything.” He waved his hands around, and piles of treasure, tables of food, several people, and a house appeared. “I’m sure you can see the benefits.” 

It would, because in order for it do be used for anything it must be unfrozen, but this does slow down the cost when unused to an incredible degree. 
Rebus would have been a little surprised by the realization, but Heir was pretty sure his Thread Perception had been taken away again. Once Keys had finished setting up the fire, Rebus began to strike sparks at it. 
Rebus nodded. “It is only fair - we shall see if you get use out of them, for they are magic.” 
Bat frowned. “Nothing - I just woke up here. What’s wrong?” 
“They’re still technically supposed to be looking for you, actually, but they stopped trying once it stopped looking like they’d be paid.” 

alright so some luck powers

She winced. "This is . . . weird. What does it do?"

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

2 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

“I agree to these terms, so long as they are followed in the spirit they were given, and not the letter that can be exploited.”

Aeon shrugged.

 

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I had guessed as much. But still, I’ve been waiting for an excuse to fight Rebus for some time now.

Don’t worry though - if I lose, I win. The Adari has a mind of its own (not likely to obey Rebus), and the Plague 1) has a cure, albeit rare and 2) Those it blesses, those who are buffed up by it, are left dependent on it. Though they seem stronger, they actually become prone to attack.

 

 

 

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That… seems wrong.

But that’s not important. I need to convince you that I deserve Protagonist. And I’m not sure how to go about that. 

 

 

1 hour ago, TwinStorm said:

"Look, I . . . I don't want you hurt. You're not expendable, me on the other hand . . ."

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"First you get to know her. Then you ask."

alright so some luck powers

She winced. "This is . . . weird. What does it do?"

“You are NOT expendable,” she said. “Least expendable person in the world. No.” 

Xanther yawned. 

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“How am I supposed to get to know her if I never talk to her???”