The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"Well, I am monitoring the Labyrinth and trying to keep Cursed Treasure from returning to who knows who. Probably Rebus." Lezterp looked like he just noticed you. "I would recommend you touch the pile of treasure, but I feel like you cloud be a potential ally."

"Well, I serve Lord Rebus in some small capacity, but I am also in the process of building a teleportation network across the Thread—you are aware of the Thread?—and I seek those who would be willing to help me expand that network. I think you might be a good asset, if you are willing."

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

12 hours ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"Well, I serve Lord Rebus in some small capacity, but I am also in the process of building a teleportation network across the Thread—you are aware of the Thread?—and I seek those who would be willing to help me expand that network. I think you might be a good asset, if you are willing."

"I am aware of the thread. That... would be an interesting endevor. The lengths of my teleportation start and end with pretzels. But I'm sure we can make that work."

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

3 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

"I am aware of the thread. That... would be an interesting endevor. The lengths of my teleportation start and end with pretzels. But I'm sure we can make that work."

"Well, you see, I have Lord Rebus's ear, and might be able to extend your teleportation abilities—nothing close to mine, you understand, but more than yours."

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

54 minutes ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"Well, you see, I have Lord Rebus's ear, and might be able to extend your teleportation abilities—nothing close to mine, you understand, but more than yours."

Lezterp stiffened. "I... would prefer... less of Rebus's interaction in my personal labyrinth. And that includes anything he may do to me. I am perfectly fine with my abilities, Pretzel Planet is good enough for me."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

On 6/29/2025 at 11:07 PM, Through The Living Glass said:

It laughed again.

"So we have to wait?" 

On 6/30/2025 at 5:13 AM, TwinStorm said:

 Cricket looked at her, and with some effort stopped his tears. “Hey. I’ll protect you. We’ll make it out. Don’t worry.” he said, trying to convince himself it was true.

She squeezed him. "I'm gonna be fine. I'm not gonna die." 

On 6/30/2025 at 7:15 PM, Dragonheir said:

Rebus held out his burning stick threateningly. “I honestly do not know what you are referring to.” 
Rebus realized this conversation needed to change. “I’d nearly forgotten - I was going to give you a list of collages.” 

The ninjas stopped, confused. 
"You don't have the chalice?" 

"Collages?" 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

On 6/30/2025 at 1:07 AM, Through The Living Glass said:

It laughed again.

"Who were they? Where were they?"

lollllllllll

A tornado tsunami crashed down onto Bacon. @xinoehp512

"Agh-blub-blub-blub!" said Bacon.

On 6/30/2025 at 12:53 PM, Hawks said:

She blinked and climbed in "whats ice cream? And fire flies?" She says tightening her mask. 

"Ice cream is cream as cold as ice. Fire flies are flies that are on fire. Everyone ready? Here we gooooo....!"

The coaster launched forwards.

On 6/30/2025 at 9:15 PM, Dragonheir said:

Yup. I shall think more, though having it be created organically would be match the powers. 
Rebus did notice, but he wasn’t sure which emotion it was supposed to be. It worked better on crowds, anyway - as far as he was aware. 

Rebus took notice of this. He wasn’t sure how harm was defined, though - and this could still be hidden from him. 
Rebus smirked. “Bacon… You should know I am serious.” 

Rebus sent a spear of utility fog at Aeon, testing her defenses. It was still lit up and moving slowly from him to his target - as the metaphorical gloves came off, that would change. 
It is broken, yes. But firstly, this is already a Narrator, and secondly, the power (if it is working normally) works pretty much exclusively on interactions between people - either crowds or already existing interactions, which will often effect the user. 

Rebus held out his burning stick threateningly. “I honestly do not know what you are referring to.” 
Rebus realized this conversation needed to change. “I’d nearly forgotten - I was going to give you a list of collages.” 

For a little while there were just more adventurers. If we want to roleplay that we can, but otherwise… 

Rebus turned to Rebel, face nearly blank. “You were clever, I admit. But I’ve caught you now, and I shall not allow you to escape. I was going to execute you - I still am - but first there is something I want from you.” Rebus held out his hand, and the shifting dark and light of Chaotic Order burst to life in it. He flicked his wrist, sending a stream into the clone. 
Cursed Treasure gasped in Lezterp’s head, visibly flickering. What is happening? The bond - it’s going insane! 

“They were the ones like me, but they had shapes - not the cloud I have. Different, somehow, though texture and color is hard for me. And I think we were in a forest.” 

"How terrible!" said Bacon. "Fortunately, I happen to be chronically unserious. Perhaps I can infect you."

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

On 6/30/2025 at 9:18 PM, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Oh no. This seems... very bad. Lezterp said while strengthening both his physical grip and mental grip on Cursed Treasure. He then eats a lot of pretzels. I will keep you away from that monster, don't worry.

Rebel screamed, the bond with Cursed Treasure flaring far more powerfully than ever before. His soul strained, and suddenly went out, fully consumed. Rebel slumped forwards and turned to dust. Rebus blew out the last bit of Ordered Chaos energy on his finger, and smiled. 
Meanwhile, Cursed Treasure strained to stay with Lezterp, fully consuming Rebel’s soul. Lezterp - my bond is gone. Rebel is dead. 

On 6/30/2025 at 10:02 PM, TwinStorm said:

Fael sighed, and the tugging stopped. “You’re weird.” she decided.

Rebus nodded. “Many would agree. Many would call all of the Thread’s inhabitants weird.” 

On 6/30/2025 at 10:05 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

My gloves prolly aren’t coming off - like I said, smt he ain’t willing to do.

The fog didn’t move. Aeon continued in a steady walk. “You’re boring! Don’t hold your punches!”

Rebus smiled inside the mask and locked together all the utility fog in the air, acting in an instant. “If you insist,” he said, watching Aeon hopefully become immobilized. 

On 6/30/2025 at 11:25 PM, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"Good man! Glad you see that." Is Rebus in this scenario? I actually wasn't tracking much.

On 6/30/2025 at 11:28 PM, CoderDrag0n8 said:

No, but I have one of his sentient plotblades, Cursed Treasure that helped me make the labyrinth. I wouldn't recommend touching the pile of treasure.

"Yeah." Lezterp says, not really tracking the conversation while he eats pretzels to keep his mental and physical hold on Cursed Treasure (@Dragonheir).

Rebus took notice, but did not interfere - Asharak was doing well, and Lezterp would presumably self-destruct.  

7 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

The ninjas stopped, confused. 
"You don't have the chalice?" 

"Collages?" 

“Truly no idea what you are talking about,” Rebus said cheerfully. “I would offer to help, but I’m not sure I can do much without undue risk.” 
Oops… “Colleges. That was what you wanted in return for your help - education for your children.” 

3 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

"How terrible!" said Bacon. "Fortunately, I happen to be chronically unserious. Perhaps I can infect you."

“I doubt it - many of my emotions are gone, excised from my soul.” Rebus grinned at Bacon. “Now, I’ll be taking either the paper, or something else - you can choose, I suppose.” 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

15 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel screamed, the bond with Cursed Treasure flaring far more powerfully than ever before. His soul strained, and suddenly went out, fully consumed. Rebel slumped forwards and turned to dust. Rebus blew out the last bit of Ordered Chaos energy on his finger, and smiled. 
Meanwhile, Cursed Treasure strained to stay with Lezterp, fully consuming Rebel’s soul. Lezterp - my bond is gone. Rebel is dead. 

Rebus nodded. “Many would agree. Many would call all of the Thread’s inhabitants weird.” 

Rebus smiled inside the mask and locked together all the utility fog in the air, acting in an instant. “If you insist,” he said, watching Aeon hopefully become immobilized. 

Rebus took notice, but did not interfere - Asharak was doing well, and Lezterp would presumably self-destruct.  

“Truly no idea what you are talking about,” Rebus said cheerfully. “I would offer to help, but I’m not sure I can do much without undue risk.” 
Oops… “Colleges. That was what you wanted in return for your help - education for your children.” 

“I doubt it - many of my emotions are gone, excised from my soul.” Rebus grinned at Bacon. “Now, I’ll be taking either the paper, or something else - you can choose, I suppose.” 

“Pish posh.”

She stepped towards him, then blurred, appearing next to him in full Shardplate.

Edited July 3, 2025 by SpiritOfWrath

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

11 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

“Pish posh.”

She stepped towards him, then blurred, appearing next to him in full Shardplate.

Rebus jumped Antagonist to his other hand, slamming it into the Plate. 
To clarify, he’s trying to do this as she moves (because he can think that fast) so he can use her momentum against her. 

Edited July 3, 2025 by Dragonheir

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

6 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus jumped Antagonist to his other hand, slamming it into the Plate. 
To clarify, he’s trying to do this as she moves (because he can think that fast) so he can use her momentum against her. 

He took an involuntary step backwards as he did so, missing. Aeon frowned. “Boring.”

She brought the Shardblade towards him, acting as a blur.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel screamed, the bond with Cursed Treasure flaring far more powerfully than ever before. His soul strained, and suddenly went out, fully consumed. Rebel slumped forwards and turned to dust. Rebus blew out the last bit of Ordered Chaos energy on his finger, and smiled. 
Meanwhile, Cursed Treasure strained to stay with Lezterp, fully consuming Rebel’s soul. Lezterp - my bond is gone. Rebel is dead. 

Rebus nodded. “Many would agree. Many would call all of the Thread’s inhabitants weird.” 

Rebus smiled inside the mask and locked together all the utility fog in the air, acting in an instant. “If you insist,” he said, watching Aeon hopefully become immobilized. 

Rebus took notice, but did not interfere - Asharak was doing well, and Lezterp would presumably self-destruct.  

“Truly no idea what you are talking about,” Rebus said cheerfully. “I would offer to help, but I’m not sure I can do much without undue risk.” 
Oops… “Colleges. That was what you wanted in return for your help - education for your children.” 

“I doubt it - many of my emotions are gone, excised from my soul.” Rebus grinned at Bacon. “Now, I’ll be taking either the paper, or something else - you can choose, I suppose.” 

Really? Thats a relief

He said, eating pretzels as to not self destruct.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

17 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“Truly no idea what you are talking about,” Rebus said cheerfully. “I would offer to help, but I’m not sure I can do much without undue risk.” 
Oops… “Colleges. That was what you wanted in return for your help - education for your children.” 

The ninjas confusedly muttered among themselves and gradually dispersed. 
Then Symbol appeared over one of the hills. She was following his footprints. When she saw him, she broke into a run. 

"Yes. Yes, that's right." He still seemed troubled. 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

On 7/2/2025 at 1:57 PM, Bird Furious said:

"So we have to wait?" 

She squeezed him. "I'm gonna be fine. I'm not gonna die." 

The ninjas stopped, confused. 
"You don't have the chalice?" 

"Collages?" 

“But . . . but how can you be sure?”

18 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel screamed, the bond with Cursed Treasure flaring far more powerfully than ever before. His soul strained, and suddenly went out, fully consumed. Rebel slumped forwards and turned to dust. Rebus blew out the last bit of Ordered Chaos energy on his finger, and smiled. 
Meanwhile, Cursed Treasure strained to stay with Lezterp, fully consuming Rebel’s soul. Lezterp - my bond is gone. Rebel is dead. 

Rebus nodded. “Many would agree. Many would call all of the Thread’s inhabitants weird.” 

Rebus smiled inside the mask and locked together all the utility fog in the air, acting in an instant. “If you insist,” he said, watching Aeon hopefully become immobilized. 

Rebus took notice, but did not interfere - Asharak was doing well, and Lezterp would presumably self-destruct.  

“Truly no idea what you are talking about,” Rebus said cheerfully. “I would offer to help, but I’m not sure I can do much without undue risk.” 
Oops… “Colleges. That was what you wanted in return for your help - education for your children.” 

“I doubt it - many of my emotions are gone, excised from my soul.” Rebus grinned at Bacon. “Now, I’ll be taking either the paper, or something else - you can choose, I suppose.” 

“Hmm.” she sighed. “Maybe I’m the only sane one left.” she muttered, mostly to herself.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

On 7/2/2025 at 9:58 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

He took an involuntary step backwards as he did so, missing. Aeon frowned. “Boring.”

She brought the Shardblade towards him, acting as a blur.

Rebus frowned. Narration - he had full control over his reflexes, and didn’t even need to blink if he didn’t want to. Then he saw the Shardblade - which was Parasite, if he was correct - moving, and sprung to block. Overclocking his mind and body, moving air out of the way so there was less resistance, Rebus caught the Shardblade on Antagonist and twisted, wrenching it out of Aeon’s hands with the halberd. It would be back in moments, but in a battle between a cronomancer and a posthuman, moments were a long time. 
He launched a flurry of literally hypersonic attacks, using Antagonist and utility fog - which was fully invisible and using almost hydraulic methods for incredibly force - to distract Aeon for long enough to draw a cylinder from his side. 

On 7/2/2025 at 10:47 PM, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Really? Thats a relief

He said, eating pretzels as to not self destruct.

Smoke began to rise from Cursed Treasure, and Lezterp could feel tugging at the slight bond between them. 

On 7/3/2025 at 2:30 PM, Bird Furious said:

The ninjas confusedly muttered among themselves and gradually dispersed. 
Then Symbol appeared over one of the hills. She was following his footprints. When she saw him, she broke into a run. 

"Yes. Yes, that's right." He still seemed troubled. 

Ignoring the ninjas, Rebus ran to Symbol and embraced her. She was safe - he hoped. 
Rebus nodded, knowing how emotional Mr. Whitlock must be. 

On 7/3/2025 at 3:52 PM, TwinStorm said:

“Hmm.” she sighed. “Maybe I’m the only sane one left.” she muttered, mostly to herself.

“I would doubt it,” Rebus said, smiling. “You’re still working with me, after all.” 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

4 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus frowned. Narration - he had full control over his reflexes, and didn’t even need to blink if he didn’t want to. Then he saw the Shardblade - which was Parasite, if he was correct - moving, and sprung to block. Overclocking his mind and body, moving air out of the way so there was less resistance, Rebus caught the Shardblade on Antagonist and twisted, wrenching it out of Aeon’s hands with the halberd. It would be back in moments, but in a battle between a cronomancer and a posthuman, moments were a long time. 
He launched a flurry of literally hypersonic attacks, using Antagonist and utility fog - which was fully invisible and using almost hydraulic methods for incredibly force - to distract Aeon for long enough to draw a cylinder from his side. 

Smoke began to rise from Cursed Treasure, and Lezterp could feel tugging at the slight bond between them. 

Ignoring the ninjas, Rebus ran to Symbol and embraced her. She was safe - he hoped. 
Rebus nodded, knowing how emotional Mr. Whitlock must be. 

“I would doubt it,” Rebus said, smiling. “You’re still working with me, after all.” 

He was unable to draw the cylinder, and Aeon was no longer near him.

”You know my problem is offense. I have impeccable defense, but my master refuses to let me use it for its full offense. Such a bore.”

The Shardblade did not appear, but a meteor suddenly did, falling with intensity towards the two.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

11 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

He was unable to draw the cylinder, and Aeon was no longer near him.

”You know my problem is offense. I have impeccable defense, but my master refuses to let me use it for its full offense. Such a bore.”

The Shardblade did not appear, but a meteor suddenly did, falling with intensity towards the two.

Rebus almost laughed, sending a spear of utility fog - practically a railgun round - at the falling rock. Was the meteor made from anything normal, it would be blown to bits or even sent back out to orbit. “Perfect defense makes for an uninteresting battle. I could destroy myself several times over, if I needed to.” 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

Just now, Dragonheir said:

Rebus almost laughed, sending a spear of utility fog - practically a railgun round - at the falling rock. Was the meteor made from anything normal, it would be blown to bits or even sent back out to orbit. “Perfect defense makes for an uninteresting battle. I could destroy myself several times over, if I needed to.” 

“Yes, I know, but he doesn’t want to make you do that.”

She sighed moodily as the Nullite instead enveloped the meteor, speeding it up.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Smoke began to rise from Cursed Treasure, and Lezterp could feel tugging at the slight bond between them. 

WHATS GOING ON? CURSED TREASURE?

Lezterp is now chugging pretzels.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus frowned. Narration - he had full control over his reflexes, and didn’t even need to blink if he didn’t want to. Then he saw the Shardblade - which was Parasite, if he was correct - moving, and sprung to block. Overclocking his mind and body, moving air out of the way so there was less resistance, Rebus caught the Shardblade on Antagonist and twisted, wrenching it out of Aeon’s hands with the halberd. It would be back in moments, but in a battle between a cronomancer and a posthuman, moments were a long time. 
He launched a flurry of literally hypersonic attacks, using Antagonist and utility fog - which was fully invisible and using almost hydraulic methods for incredibly force - to distract Aeon for long enough to draw a cylinder from his side. 

Smoke began to rise from Cursed Treasure, and Lezterp could feel tugging at the slight bond between them. 

Ignoring the ninjas, Rebus ran to Symbol and embraced her. She was safe - he hoped. 
Rebus nodded, knowing how emotional Mr. Whitlock must be. 

“I would doubt it,” Rebus said, smiling. “You’re still working with me, after all.” 

She grimaced, and flickered out of reality, just for a moment. "Yeah. Maybe we're all insane."

[Keke They/he]

On 7/2/2025 at 3:10 PM, xinoehp512 said:

"Agh-blub-blub-blub!" said Bacon.

"Ice cream is cream as cold as ice. Fire flies are flies that are on fire. Everyone ready? Here we gooooo....!"

The coaster launched forwards.

"How terrible!" said Bacon. "Fortunately, I happen to be chronically unserious. Perhaps I can infect you."

she squeaked and grabbed onto atlas and used the other hand to hold her mask on. 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

15 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

“Yes, I know, but he doesn’t want to make you do that.”

She sighed moodily as the Nullite instead enveloped the meteor, speeding it up.

Rebus, though unsure where Nullite had come from, was fairly certain he could survive such an impact. His armor burst alight with black and white patterns, shifting and roiling. 

15 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

WHATS GOING ON? CURSED TREASURE?

Lezterp is now chugging pretzels.

I need a bond. Cursed Treasure was speaking quickly in Lezterp’s head, baffled and frantic. I’m not supposed to need a bond, but I need a bond. 

14 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

She grimaced, and flickered out of reality, just for a moment. "Yeah. Maybe we're all insane."

Rebus smiled. “Perhaps. Are you ready, then?” 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

53 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus, though unsure where Nullite had come from, was fairly certain he could survive such an impact. His armor burst alight with black and white patterns, shifting and roiling. 

I need a bond. Cursed Treasure was speaking quickly in Lezterp’s head, baffled and frantic. I’m not supposed to need a bond, but I need a bond. 

Rebus smiled. “Perhaps. Are you ready, then?” 

She nodded. "Yeah."

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

53 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

I need a bond. Cursed Treasure was speaking quickly in Lezterp’s head, baffled and frantic. I’m not supposed to need a bond, but I need a bond. 

Oh... Ok? Well then, how do I do that?

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

54 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus, though unsure where Nullite had come from, was fairly certain he could survive such an impact. His armor burst alight with black and white patterns, shifting and roiling. 

I need a bond. Cursed Treasure was speaking quickly in Lezterp’s head, baffled and frantic. I’m not supposed to need a bond, but I need a bond. 

Rebus smiled. “Perhaps. Are you ready, then?” 

DID I SAY NULLITE

Nanite

nanites

[xinoehp512 he/him]

On 7/2/2025 at 9:25 PM, Dragonheir said:

Rebel screamed, the bond with Cursed Treasure flaring far more powerfully than ever before. His soul strained, and suddenly went out, fully consumed. Rebel slumped forwards and turned to dust. Rebus blew out the last bit of Ordered Chaos energy on his finger, and smiled. 
Meanwhile, Cursed Treasure strained to stay with Lezterp, fully consuming Rebel’s soul. Lezterp - my bond is gone. Rebel is dead. 

Rebus nodded. “Many would agree. Many would call all of the Thread’s inhabitants weird.” 

Rebus smiled inside the mask and locked together all the utility fog in the air, acting in an instant. “If you insist,” he said, watching Aeon hopefully become immobilized. 

Rebus took notice, but did not interfere - Asharak was doing well, and Lezterp would presumably self-destruct.  

“Truly no idea what you are talking about,” Rebus said cheerfully. “I would offer to help, but I’m not sure I can do much without undue risk.” 
Oops… “Colleges. That was what you wanted in return for your help - education for your children.” 

“I doubt it - many of my emotions are gone, excised from my soul.” Rebus grinned at Bacon. “Now, I’ll be taking either the paper, or something else - you can choose, I suppose.” 

"Oh, I can? Then take this!"

Bacon transformed himself into a bacon sandwich.

18 hours ago, Hawks said:

she squeaked and grabbed onto atlas and used the other hand to hold her mask on. 

The roller coaster spun up into the clouds, then back down into a grove of flowered trees.