The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

5 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Well, I've been almost totally absent from the Shard since march, and haven't had time to read the 250ish pages I missed. And while I may have the most posts on TLT, there are others who've done more for the lore of it than me.

True I guess

I've also been really gone

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

5 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Aright, then. He could probably come with Rebus, or leave. 

You wouldn't kill me, but Shadow could have while I was distracted, for instance. 

Rebus began to laugh. "I've already excised my conscience from my soul - and I've killed many I considered friends to get and keep this crown." He walked forwards, already summoning Antagonist and covering it with antibiotics. "I'm sure this life will be repaid - though I am sorry." This would be a very difficult test - if only Rebus wasn't a terrible person who regularly uses genre awareness and manipulation of his personality to make himself feel better. 

The sprite shrugged at Rebus’ words

Axzi was stunned

You’re going to kill a child without hesitation to further your own goals?  Oh… myself I suppose, who would do that?

The child looked up, oblivious to Rebus’ intent. It giggled to itself and the sprite scowled at it, feeling plagiarized. It clapped its tiny hands and grinned at him.

Betrayal looked sick and took an involuntary step backwards.

Yeah, I figured Rebus would be like “oh look, easy target”

[Keke They/he]

1 hour ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

 

puedo me join somewhere? can I join somewhere?

Uhmhm yes idk where tho. 

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus chuckled. “Bacon the Tax Collector…” 

Have you heard about this guy? Wrath made Bacon insane, but I guess there was a buffer overflow or something, because the result - Bacon the Tax Collector - was really boring and normal. (Normal Bacon thought this was awful and is terrified of even the mention of the name) 

Rebus watched this reset with interest, then prepared his body and mind the best he could following the soul grafting. Taking a (completely unnecessary) deep breath, he stepped up to the door. 
You should probably play Shadow - one of the reasons I’m having Rebus recruit all of these lieutenants is so they can take over and continue the plot if I (and hence Rebus) am busy. 
The portion of roleplaying Shadow that would change would be the personality modification - each clone of Rebus sees itself as part of a greater whole, and hence has self-interest for Rebus’s plans and legacy, but is perfectly willing to sacrifice itself if that is needed. Rebus did his best to confer that mindset to Shadow, as well as reduce the sadism to level that wouldn’t interfere with goals. 
As for the “beefed up” element, aside from telepathy and a potential increase in the kinds of deal he can make, most of what Rebus did was aimed at preventing Shadow from disintegrating if he ever goes outside during the day. The connection to Light isn’t particularly well defined (as I think about it, we could retcon that out of existence on those ground), but a technological body to possess is a more interesting solution with some possible counters in the event someone tries to kill Shadow. The body would be normal-ish (some enhanced physical abilities, and the projections of magic), but if Shadow exited it he could exist in his original form for a time - but he would have to go back to escape light, and maybe couldn’t do this unless he was incorporeal. 
If you wish, though keep in mind that if I’m dead, I can’t tell you about the time I tricked someone into rebuilding what I needed to imprison them. 

“And that is why I aim to ensure the Witherlord is not unchecked. This is not a mere withergeist - it thinks, and can delay gratification, work against the Essence.” Through that end, a new beginning… echoed a message just out of awareness. “Of course, even I wouldn’t have picked this course without the extenuating circumstances.” 
The false Dreamsmith was caught rather quickly, having failed to even get back to the actual Thread. 

"And this will scare him into giving me a paper that could lead to the end of the thread. With a translation of said paper?"

[NameIess]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus chucked. "I've certainly considered..." 

"Consider well. I... do not wish for this Thread to be destroyed." Malevolence's back straightened, and he sounded more like his old self as he continued. "Perhaps this is weakness in me, but I would prefer my eventual dominion to be over a living kingdom."

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

The man scrambled to his feet as he was let go of, stuffing the device he'd grabbed - its outside the size of a shoebox and made from bronze and brass - into a satchel. "Um- well- you see.." he stammered, clearly trying and failing to come up with an excuse. 

"Be at peace. I do not plan to harm you." The Dreamsmith made a soothing gesture. "I only wish to know your name and what you were doing here."

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

lol I was at school sorry for the late reply.

8 hours ago, NameIess said:

"Even after facing down truly impossible odds, you still want more?" Subversion moved without moving, location shifting just out of the way of each of God Killer's attacks. "Well, I suppose it was both impossible odds and a guaranteed victory for you. Very well. If you wish to fight me in order to claim Impossible Odds, I will humor you." An iridescent Blade appeared in her hands. "But an impossible task is not quite the same as impossible odds, so this will not quite be an ordinary battle between us." 

Subversion swung her Narrationblade, and everything changed.

God Killer stood in the middle of a bustling city, populated solely by women with long black hair and mysterious silver eyes. Each was slightly different in dress, bearing, or expression, but they were all very clearly Subversion.

Which is the real me? Subversion's voice spoke directly into God Killer's mind. Are you lucky enough to divide truth from fiction?

He laughed. "I have faced worse odds."

He readied his sword. The sword, when looked at closely, was not a normal sword. It was made out of an unknown material that seemed to possess a strange power that is not present in his body.

"I, Killer of Gods, was once a god myself. But with the only goal of killing all others. In order to get here, I gave my Godhood away to 2 fools who quickly detierorated. Now, one is chained, and the other is the chains."

He then stabbed with the force of a blade that had killed immortals time and time again. He stabbed with the force of one who has destoryed pantheons of gods with a single blade.

He stabbed, and all dissapeared. "You wont die that easily" He called. "I can kill thousands in one hit, but true you can wistand many."

6 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“You could try convincing Bacon that something worse shall happen if the paper stays in his possession. A scheme to duplicate and rob him, me contacting the rabbits, Onyx getting involved, a return of his alter ego…” 

“Very interesting… I know where the first Lost Page is, though Bacon is … uncooperative.” Rebus smiled. “You’ve become even closer to me in your absence - I go through the same imprisonment you seem to have.” 
That wasn’t quite the reaction I expected to being impersonated and robbed, but it works. A custom blend, for reference - there was a bottle of it sitting on a table, though the label was mostly unreadable. 

“You as well.” Rebus said, then extended a hand. His hand flared with twists of light and darkness as Rebus meshed magical arts from a variety of sources. Even as Shadow’s body faded, pieces of his essence snapped together, fusing with Rebus’s own soul. Shadow’s ingenuity, manipulativeness, and sense of villainous honor were grafted to Rebus’s own combination between self-interest and willing sacrifice - for Rebus was unfazed by his own death as long as his plans and his image remained. Shadow’s magic - the intangibility, the shadowy flame, the inhuman speed, and the implied power to make deals - were mingled with elements of Rebus’s - telepathy and resistance to mental effects, the capacity to take and give concepts, and the status as a being of Light (though without any innate access to Prismite, the fuel required for Narration, it would merely lessen any effects of light and Thread manipulation). 
Rebus took this new personality - which was like himself in many ways - and cut it loose from himself, giving it a body with the same mind-housing nanotechnology Rebus used. Then, had he not been prepared for it, he might have fallen over. Grafting pieces of your soul to others was draining, no matter how accustomed you were to removing them. Narration would patch and rebuild the lost elements, but the crucial portions of his personality would have to come first. 
The new version of Shadow with have most of his memories and a few of Rebus’s - likewise with personality traits and magic powers. I can see plenty of confusion arising from this, so feel free to ask for clarification. 
Rebus was not paying too much attention to this, but he did appreciate Mischief’s willingness to delay gratification. 

Rebus quickly checked for some sort of lock or anchor, hoping there might be something holding the chains onto the Shackled Dream that would be easier to undo (and redo) than the actual structure of the chains. Then, he searched for something that could be used to hit the chains or pry them apart. 

You don't find much, but you find something odd with the magic off the are made of the same exact magic that made up The Shackled Dream. There was a difference, but it was one of personality more then magic. It also specifically seem keyed to keep The Shackled Dream's magic locked up, and has no defense against others.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

3 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Alrighty. Crazy that you wouldn't know what's going on, when I joined you felt like you were unofficial king of this thread

When I joined that was Glass, but I haven't seen her post on here in a while either

[NameIess]

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

He laughed. "I have faced worse odds."

He readied his sword. The sword, when looked at closely, was not a normal sword. It was made out of an unknown material that seemed to possess a strange power that is not present in his body.

"I, Killer of Gods, was once a god myself. But with the only goal of killing all others. In order to get here, I gave my Godhood away to 2 fools who quickly detierorated. Now, one is chained, and the other is the chains."

He then stabbed with the force of a blade that had killed immortals time and time again. He stabbed with the force of one who has destoryed pantheons of gods with a single blade.

He stabbed, and all dissapeared. "You wont die that easily" He called. "I can kill thousands in one hit, but true you can wistand many."

"Very well. If you wish a true fight, then a true fight you shall have." Subversion appeared before God Killer, wearing a black dress with silver accents. She summoned her Narrationblade, iridescent Blade humming with the power to create a thousand worlds.

Subversion swung her Blade with the force of a page's turn, cutting through the fabric of the Thread itself, opening a window to a page far distant. A time of war, sugar, and death. "Follow if you dare, Killer of Gods!" She ducked through the portal and was gone.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

"Very well. If you wish a true fight, then a true fight you shall have." Subversion appeared before God Killer, wearing a black dress with silver accents. She summoned her Narrationblade, iridescent Blade humming with the power to create a thousand worlds.

Subversion swung her Blade with the force of a page's turn, cutting through the fabric of the Thread itself, opening a window to a page far distant. A time of war, sugar, and death. "Follow if you dare, Killer of Gods!" She ducked through the portal and was gone.

He laughed. "In my days as a God, I destroyed many worlds like this one, and traveled to many, many more."

He jumped through the portal and chased her.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

On 8/19/2025 at 9:29 PM, Sequence said:

Sequence was seated in a wooden rocking chair on the porch of her cabin, the sun setting on the vast mountain ranges surrounding it.
 

”Ah!” Sequence exclaimed with a smile. “Rebus! I-“ She paused and her smile faltered as she laid eyes upon the crown.

She didn’t say anything for a moment, then forced another smile. “.. Customary greeting…?” She asked slowly. “I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean…” 

Her eyes were glued to the crown, her shocked expression replaced by one entirely unreadable.

@Dragonheir Did you miss my reply?  

[NameIess]

12 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

He laughed. "In my days as a God, I destroyed many worlds like this one, and traveled to many, many more."

He jumped through the portal and chased her.

On the other side of the portal was a scene of mayhem. The combined armies of Vegtia and Fruitland clashed with the forces of the Candy Empire, fighting a desperate battle for survival. water, fruit juice and syrup coated the ground, and the cries of the wounded were many. Into this battle Subversion melted away, unseen by both sides, seeking the one known only as 'The Champion". Leader of the sugary forces. My my, she thought. It certainly is interesting to see into the past. My Author was so young here, so inexperienced. Ah, there he is. She shifted her appearance, transforming into a gummy bear scout as she approached the towering figure armored in lolipop, armed with blades of candy cane. Even transformed into a being of candy and as shielded by Narration as she could make herself, the aura of the Champion sapped away at her energy. "My lord!" She called. "A new enemy has entered the field. The forces of healthiness have summoned a new warrior to face you, one known only as the 'God Killer.'"

 

The Champion turned his massive head, staring straight at Subversion. "I see through your lies, Narrator. You cannot fool me with that pathetic illusion." Subversion's eyes widened. "I, um, well, I suppose this was a bad idea, huh?" She turned to flee, but before she could, a massive, sticky hand grabbed her. "Not so fast. I will kill this one you wished me to fight, as I will kill all who oppose the armies of the unhealthy. Your power shall be quite helpful in doing so." Subversion gasped, feeling her Narration drain away like water through a sieve. The Champion laughed, tossing Subversion aside as he swelled in size, growing until he blotted out the sun. "God Killer! Come, face your death by my hand."

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

@Dragonheir got sidetracked and forgot to continue this

(Still a certain Southern man)

"What exactly do you seek the Lost Pages for?"

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

29 minutes ago, NameIess said:

On the other side of the portal was a scene of mayhem. The combined armies of Vegtia and Fruitland clashed with the forces of the Candy Empire, fighting a desperate battle for survival. water, fruit juice and syrup coated the ground, and the cries of the wounded were many. Into this battle Subversion melted away, unseen by both sides, seeking the one known only as 'The Champion". Leader of the sugary forces. My my, she thought. It certainly is interesting to see into the past. My Author was so young here, so inexperienced. Ah, there he is. She shifted her appearance, transforming into a gummy bear scout as she approached the towering figure armored in lolipop, armed with blades of candy cane. Even transformed into a being of candy and as shielded by Narration as she could make herself, the aura of the Champion sapped away at her energy. "My lord!" She called. "A new enemy has entered the field. The forces of healthiness have summoned a new warrior to face you, one known only as the 'God Killer.'"

 

The Champion turned his massive head, staring straight at Subversion. "I see through your lies, Narrator. You cannot fool me with that pathetic illusion." Subversion's eyes widened. "I, um, well, I suppose this was a bad idea, huh?" She turned to flee, but before she could, a massive, sticky hand grabbed her. "Not so fast. I will kill this one you wished me to fight, as I will kill all who oppose the armies of the unhealthy. Your power shall be quite helpful in doing so." Subversion gasped, feeling her Narration drain away like water through a sieve. The Champion laughed, tossing Subversion aside as he swelled in size, growing until he blotted out the sun. "God Killer! Come, face your death by my hand."

God Killer smiled. This was good for him. His sword, Remembrance, may not have been a Plotblade, but it was a powerful sword. It connected directly too his soul, and saw the past. It changed the world around it. The closer an event came to an event of the past the more like that event the surroundings and actions would become. This means that against a god? He is near undefeatable.

”You may not be a God,” he called, “But you are still leagues stronger than me. That will be enough.”

And so, he ran straight at this Champion. He was sure of his strength. Just like he was every other time. A strange layer of reality coated the surroundings, making sure none others could interfere. It also looked strangely like Olympus for those who know it.

The Champion started to gain powers of lightning and dominion over a set of gods that exists no longer.

And God Killer struck with the power one who has killed this being before. He struck hard, he struck true.

[NameIess]

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

God Killer smiled. This was good for him. His sword, Remembrance, may not have been a Plotblade, but it was a powerful sword. It connected directly too his soul, and saw the past. It changed the world around it. The closer an event came to an event of the past the more like that event the surroundings and actions would become. This means that against a god? He is near undefeatable.

”You may not be a God,” he called, “But you are still leagues stronger than me. That will be enough.”

And so, he ran straight at this Champion. He was sure of his strength. Just like he was every other time. A strange layer of reality coated the surroundings, making sure none others could interfere. It also looked strangely like Olympus for those who know it.

The Champion started to gain powers of lightning and dominion over a set of gods that exists no longer.

And God Killer struck with the power one who has killed this being before. He struck hard, he struck true.

Just before God Killer's blade struck home, the Champion released a burst of power, pushing back against the God Killer's control of reality. His powers over lightning vanished, but the surroundings did not entirely return to what they had been before, blurring back and forth as the Champion's power warred against the power of Remembrance.

"I will not hold the power of Olympus!" The Champion boomed. "I serve only the twin gods of Unhealth: High-fructose corn syrup and Sugar. You will not trick me to my own destruction!"

The Champion swelled in size, growing as large as a small mountain, towering over the battlefield.

"You try to force me into a past that is yet the future! Killer of gods, in this time the Gods you have slain live on yet. In this time they will see their deaths avenged!"

With a roar that shook the ground, the Champion swung a candy cane blade the size of a skyscraper down towards God Killer's head.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

A soft voice begins to whisper in Rebus's darn stinking names ending in s head. It's unintelligible at first, then begins growing, louder and louder, a never ending drumbeat, one word repeating endlessly. Somewhere, something is speaking to him.

Why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why

 @Dragonheir this does relate to you quest for gods or whatever (if that's what you're calling it) just fyi so I'm not just throwing this here to annoy you

Edited August 21, 2025 by Ancient Elantrian

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

48 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

stinking names ending in s

Spoiler

It's Rebus's

If that helps

 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

23 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

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It's Rebus's

If that helps

 

Thank you

I needed that

No name should end in an s that should be illegal. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

31 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Thank you

I needed that

No name should end in an s that should be illegal. 

Yeah it's all confusing

English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

5 hours ago, NameIess said:

Just before God Killer's blade struck home, the Champion released a burst of power, pushing back against the God Killer's control of reality. His powers over lightning vanished, but the surroundings did not entirely return to what they had been before, blurring back and forth as the Champion's power warred against the power of Remembrance.

"I will not hold the power of Olympus!" The Champion boomed. "I serve only the twin gods of Unhealth: High-fructose corn syrup and Sugar. You will not trick me to my own destruction!"

The Champion swelled in size, growing as large as a small mountain, towering over the battlefield.

"You try to force me into a past that is yet the future! Killer of gods, in this time the Gods you have slain live on yet. In this time they will see their deaths avenged!"

With a roar that shook the ground, the Champion swung a candy cane blade the size of a skyscraper down towards God Killer's head.

God Killer laughed. He knew this enemy would not be taken down easily. However, this is the past. Rememberance has far more power than expected here.

Right before it hit, God Killer seemed to disappear. He does not have merely a blade, that would be far too useless. His eyes burned Red before flickering away.

He had given up that power. That still doesn't mean he wasn't the one who created it. Merely a mortal, he still had power. Rememberance gleamed.

So. You want to do that now? Lets see if that works. God Killer, a being from the future, and Rememberance, something that can manipulate time, worked together.

Time shifted, and swirled. Suddenly, the layer of reality became full of sugar and sweets. He may not have a history of killing this god, but it would be enough. The Champion felt the power of his Gods long past imbue him. Before he could react, God Killer swung at his ultimate power. God Killer ripped apart the layer of reality, ripped apart what he had created. However, the layer of reality had attached itself to The Champion. It ripped away it's power with an elastic force. Before he could regain his power, God Killer struck.

However, the Champion was too powerful. God Killer knew that, and also knew that this would never work. However, he had to use his full power. Only then would this work.

"IMPOSSIBLE ODDS! GODS OF THIS THREAD!" His voice boomed. "I HAVE FACED THIS MAN, AND I HAVE FALLEN! I HAVE USED ALL MY POWER, AND STILL FALLEN SHORT!

"AFTER ALL, THE TRUE IMPOSSIBLE ODDS ARE THE ONES JUST WITHIN REACH, AND YET TOO FAR AWAY!"

"IMPOSSIBLE ODDS IS ABOUT FACING THE ODDS, NOT NECESSARILY WINNING! I HAVE LOST, YET WILL COME AGAIN TO FACE THESE IMPOSSIBLE ODDS AGAIN! I JUST HOPE I CAN FIND YOU IN MY HAND!"

And so, God Killer ran at The Champion. He took out his sword, and stabbed. Whether or not there was a blade in his hands was not up to him.

[NameIess]

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

God Killer laughed. He knew this enemy would not be taken down easily. However, this is the past. Rememberance has far more power than expected here.

Right before it hit, God Killer seemed to disappear. He does not have merely a blade, that would be far too useless. His eyes burned Red before flickering away.

He had given up that power. That still doesn't mean he wasn't the one who created it. Merely a mortal, he still had power. Rememberance gleamed.

So. You want to do that now? Lets see if that works. God Killer, a being from the future, and Rememberance, something that can manipulate time, worked together.

Time shifted, and swirled. Suddenly, the layer of reality became full of sugar and sweets. He may not have a history of killing this god, but it would be enough. The Champion felt the power of his Gods long past imbue him. Before he could react, God Killer swung at his ultimate power. God Killer ripped apart the layer of reality, ripped apart what he had created. However, the layer of reality had attached itself to The Champion. It ripped away it's power with an elastic force. Before he could regain his power, God Killer struck.

However, the Champion was too powerful. God Killer knew that, and also knew that this would never work. However, he had to use his full power. Only then would this work.

"IMPOSSIBLE ODDS! GODS OF THIS THREAD!" His voice boomed. "I HAVE FACED THIS MAN, AND I HAVE FALLEN! I HAVE USED ALL MY POWER, AND STILL FALLEN SHORT!

"AFTER ALL, THE TRUE IMPOSSIBLE ODDS ARE THE ONES JUST WITHIN REACH, AND YET TOO FAR AWAY!"

"IMPOSSIBLE ODDS IS ABOUT FACING THE ODDS, NOT NECESSARILY WINNING! I HAVE LOST, YET WILL COME AGAIN TO FACE THESE IMPOSSIBLE ODDS AGAIN! I JUST HOPE I CAN FIND YOU IN MY HAND!"

And so, God Killer ran at The Champion. He took out his sword, and stabbed. Whether or not there was a blade in his hands was not up to him.

As the Champion staggered back from God Killer's first attack, a brilliant light enveloped God Killer's hands. In them appeared not a Blade, but a pair of golden six-sided dice. The sides were emblazoned not with numbers, but symbols that seemed to change every time he glanced away. Skulls, swords, rainbows, lightning, fire, and more all flashed across the faces of the dice.

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

4 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

A soft voice begins to whisper in Rebus's darn stinking names ending in s head. It's unintelligible at first, then begins growing, louder and louder, a never ending drumbeat, one word repeating endlessly. Somewhere, something is speaking to him.

Why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why

 @Dragonheir this does relate to you quest for gods or whatever (if that's what you're calling it) just fyi so I'm not just throwing this here to annoy you

@Dragonheir, this is my plotline, he’s part of it. I thought he was going to give you soggy socks lol but this is much better

3 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

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It's Rebus's

If that helps

 

Spoiler

I swear it’s Rebus’

 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

2 minutes ago, ChipsAHoid said:

@Dragonheir, this is my plotline, he’s part of it. I thought he was going to give you soggy socks lol but this is much better

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I swear it’s Rebus’

 

Spoiler

If a name ends in an s, it still has 's after it, because the name itself is singular

@CoderDrag0n8 I've lost track of some things, has the plotline with blue-text being progressed at all?

Edited August 22, 2025 by Kansas Stormcursed

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

3 minutes ago, ChipsAHoid said:

@Dragonheir, this is my plotline, he’s part of it. I thought he was going to give you soggy socks lol but this is much better

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I swear it’s Rebus’

 

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The soggy socks are the last bang cuz they’re so evil

 

2 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

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If a name ends in an s, it still has 's after it, because the name itself is singular

 

Rahhh stop with the grammar evil beingsss

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

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If a name ends in an s, it still has 's after it, because the name itself is singular

 

Spoiler

…screw English bro

At least German follows its own rules

English better be taking lessons

DEUTSCH IST BESSER! Jetzt verstehe ich nur Deutsch…

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, ChipsAHoid said:

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…screw English bro

At least German follows its own rules

English better be taking lessons

DEUTSCH IST BESSER! Jetzt verstehe ich nur Deutsch…

Spoiler

Ja, die deutsche Sprache ist viel besser...we should probably stop sidetracking this thread though

Do you have a spot in your plotline for another character? I need some character development and another open plotline

Edited August 22, 2025 by Kansas Stormcursed

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

48 minutes ago, NameIess said:

As the Champion staggered back from God Killer's first attack, a brilliant light enveloped God Killer's hands. In them appeared not a Blade, but a pair of golden six-sided dice. The sides were emblazoned not with numbers, but symbols that seemed to change every time he glanced away. Skulls, swords, rainbows, lightning, fire, and more all flashed across the faces of the dice.

Did the Plotblade apear in his hand?

7 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

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If a name ends in an s, it still has 's after it, because the name itself is singular

@CoderDrag0n8 I've lost track of some things, has the plotline with blue-text being progressed at all?

waiting for Dragonheir