The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Honors Spectral Image She/her]

Welp someone’s been screaming at me to do this for months now so here it goes 

A tall person covered in so much grime and dirt literally falls out of the sky hits the ground stands up and stares due north. They do this for hours. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, Honors ghost said:

Welp someone’s been screaming at me to do this for months now so here it goes 

A tall person covered in so much grime and dirt literally falls out of the sky hits the ground stands up and stares due north. They do this for hours. 

FINALLY!

A glowing blur appears to surround the figure

[SpartanBrigade He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Honors ghost said:

Welp someone’s been screaming at me to do this for months now so here it goes 

A tall person covered in so much grime and dirt literally falls out of the sky hits the ground stands up and stares due north. They do this for hours. 

Right beside them, a young man crashes to the ground, groaning. He’s shorter and has wild brown hair. He wears a tuxedo (now covered in dirt) and carries no weapons.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, SpartanBrigade said:

Right beside them, a young man crashes to the ground, groaning. He’s shorter and has wild brown hair. He wears a tuxedo (now covered in dirt) and carries no weapons.

YES!

A similar glowing blur surrounds him too

[SpartanBrigade He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

YES!

A similar glowing blur surrounds him too

The young man looked around, just having time to look down at his hands and cry out in surprise at the light enveloping him.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Time passed. People go and change, and sometimes, stories are told. But they are only blips . . . only moments of a vast time. And in the moments not described, people change.

Time had passed. Months maybe. Cricket had stopped keeping track. Since . . . Rebus's rise, he had gone solo. Gone alone. It was safer for everybody. He had spent the last few . . . months, traveling backwater areas of the Thread, keeping a low profile. But things had changed.

Rebus was unstoppable. Cricket sighed, groaning as he lay against the trunk of the tree, listening to the sounds of the birds overhead. He had given that up. Now he was just a wanderer, just a nobody. 

You should go back.

Cricket frowned, glancing upwards. "What?" he muttered to himself. That didn't feel like his Author, or any other Narrator he knew. 

Go back. The Antagonist is here. 

"Who . . . I'm not going back, you know. I gave that up."

Go back. Nobody stands against him.

"I . . ." he groaned, standing up. "I'm done with all that. I've only brought pain."

You have a chance. Go back.

He snorted. "I have a chance? You know how ridiculous that is? I should've foreseen this. I should've prevented him from obtaining Antagonist."

Then what's left to lose?

Cricket frowned, confused. What's left to lose . . . "Nothing. Everything good is gone. They're gone. Tam . . . Bat . . . Rose is missing." he winced. He didn't like to think of them. Bad memories.

Then why not try again?

"Why not try again? That's . . ." he frowned. Why not? He had nothing left to lose. At this point, he might as well stand against Rebus. "I . . ."

Go back.

Cricket nodded instinctively, and stood up. He brushed the leaves off his jacket, straightening it, and sighed. He was really doing this.

Go back.

Cricket took a step forward, hesitantly at first, but his steps growing firmer, harder. 

Go back.

"I will." 

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

4 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“Yes, I am.” Rebus said quietly, then brought down Antagonist for as clean and painless a death he could manage. “It seems you have forgotten who I am.” 
Rebus raised an eyebrow at Betrayal - apparently even the very epitome of a traitor had standards. “I believe you are next, correct?” 

Betrayal took another step back. There are some actions so heinous even a traitor wouldn’t commit.

”You can’t kill me yet! You still need me to guide you to Venom!”

The sprite looked at Rebus

Me? I want live. I key to door!

Axzi spoke

This is true. She is the key to the door, and as long as she agrees to treat me and mine just like anybody else, she should be able to live. Strange. I seem to have developed a fondness for it. Wonder when that happened. Regardless, she should be able to aid you elsewhere. I think she likes you enough, or at least she thinks that you provide enough opportunity that she would agree.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

3 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“There is only one thing I truly need more help with. I’ll free you - if you can free me in return.” Rebus glowed purple, the color engulfing any hints of green or orange. “Help me get outside the Thread.” 

“Of course,” Rebus said. “There is no resistance - except, of course, the shadowy remnants of the Machination. If Malevolence - or anyone else - actively tried to resist me, they would be the only one. With no competition, it could very well be an easy task.” 

He hesitates. “Narrators… you are too powerful. I need to be at a higher power.” He then extends his hand to make a binding agreement.

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

“Oh, he’s not dead, by the way.” Subversion noted. “And I’m afraid you won’t be able to kill him. We’re in the past, before the great battle he had with a group of Narrators.” Indeed, some pieces of lollipop and gum escaped Remembrance, rolling away with the retreating army. “Still, defeating him was quite the feat.” She waved a hand, and a portal back to the present appeared. “Shall we go begin your training?”

up to you. We can offscreen it, onscreen it, montage it. If you want to offscreen it, I can give you an idea of some general Plotblade things, and you can come up with powers beyond the dice rolling thing for the Plotblade to have.

Malevolence shook his head. “No, I think not. I wish to be a part of this plan with the Witherlord.” He turned to leave, sparks beginning to fly around him as his teleporter fired up. “Oh, and one more thing. Despite long absence, my goals remain unchanged. I will discover true evil and conquer this thread. And you will not stand in my way, Antagonist or no

—

“Well?” The Dreamsmith prodded the intruder. “What do you have to say for yourself? As I said, I mean you no harm. I just want to know what you were doing in my house.”

I was thinking of RPing it, but God Killer might need to be somewhere at a moments notice

Remembrance continues eating the corpse. “Let us start” God Killer said, going through the portal with Rememberance.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Wherever Letzerp is, a glowing blur surrounds him

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

1 minute ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Wherever Letzerp is, a glowing blur surrounds him

lol he’s in his labrynth

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, CoderDrag0n8 said:

lol he’s in his labrynth

Oh right yeah the labyrinth

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

3 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

She nodded. "Unfortunate. But fair."

Rebus looked off into the distance, where resistance was - finally - beginning to brew. “It seems I won’t be waiting much longer after all.” 

2 hours ago, Hawks said:

They groan. "Great."

“Remember that I did do you a favor in sparing the Scribe. Not that it seems to have mattered.” 

2 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

"Ah. So you don't, in fact, want to raise the Wither[thing, I keep forgetting the exact name]?"

“The information they contain is the instructions to summon the Witherlord.” Rebus smiled broadly. “Of anyone who would do so, I consider myself to be the most qualified.” 

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

Malevolence shook his head. “No, I think not. I wish to be a part of this plan with the Witherlord.” He turned to leave, sparks beginning to fly around him as his teleporter fired up. “Oh, and one more thing. Despite long absence, my goals remain unchanged. I will discover true evil and conquer this thread. And you will not stand in my way, Antagonist or no

—

“Well?” The Dreamsmith prodded the intruder. “What do you have to say for yourself? As I said, I mean you no harm. I just want to know what you were doing in my house.”

“I look forward to the fruit of our temporary alliance.” Rebus smiled as Malevolenc began to teleport away. “Perhaps what you say is true, and I really won’t stand in your way.” 
The false Dreamsmith, unable to think of a sufficient lie, decided to at least mostly tell the truth. “You were gone; I was supposed to impersonate you. I made a few people items.” 

19 minutes ago, ChipsAHoid said:

Betrayal took another step back. There are some actions so heinous even a traitor wouldn’t commit.

”You can’t kill me yet! You still need me to guide you to Venom!”

The sprite looked at Rebus

Me? I want live. I key to door!

Axzi spoke

This is true. She is the key to the door, and as long as she agrees to treat me and mine just like anybody else, she should be able to live. Strange. I seem to have developed a fondness for it. Wonder when that happened. Regardless, she should be able to aid you elsewhere. I think she likes you enough, or at least she thinks that you provide enough opportunity that she would agree.

“Then lead the way,” Rebus said, turning Antagonist back into a crown and placing it on his head. “Though I assume Venom can be found right through that door.” 
Interesting, Rebus thought back to Mischief. Axzi promised to leave you around as long as you don’t bother his people more than others. And I need to keep you alive so I can teach you and keep my word. 

18 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

He hesitates. “Narrators… you are too powerful. I need to be at a higher power.” He then extends his hand to make a binding agreement.

Rebus shook offered the hand. “It is a deal, then. I free you, and you get my influence to outside the Wall.” 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

Just now, Dragonheir said:

Rebus looked off into the distance, where resistance was - finally - beginning to brew. “It seems I won’t be waiting much longer after all.” 

“Remember that I did do you a favor in sparing the Scribe. Not that it seems to have mattered.” 

“The information they contain is the instructions to summon the Witherlord.” Rebus smiled broadly. “Of anyone who would do so, I consider myself to be the most qualified.” 

“I look forward to the fruit of our temporary alliance.” Rebus smiled as Malevolenc began to teleport away. “Perhaps what you say is true, and I really won’t stand in your way.” 
The false Dreamsmith, unable to think of a sufficient lie, decided to at least mostly tell the truth. “You were gone; I was supposed to impersonate you. I made a few people items.” 

“Then lead the way,” Rebus said, turning Antagonist back into a crown and placing it on his head. “Though I assume Venom can be found right through that door.” 
Interesting, Rebus thought back to Mischief. Axzi promised to leave you around as long as you don’t bother his people more than others. And I need to keep you alive so I can teach you and keep my word. 

Rebus shook offered the hand. “It is a deal, then. I free you, and you get my influence to outside the Wall.” 

“I agree” He says, and you feel a binding agreement ensue.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

3 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus looked off into the distance, where resistance was - finally - beginning to brew. “It seems I won’t be waiting much longer after all.” 

“Remember that I did do you a favor in sparing the Scribe. Not that it seems to have mattered.” 

“The information they contain is the instructions to summon the Witherlord.” Rebus smiled broadly. “Of anyone who would do so, I consider myself to be the most qualified.” 

“I look forward to the fruit of our temporary alliance.” Rebus smiled as Malevolenc began to teleport away. “Perhaps what you say is true, and I really won’t stand in your way.” 
The false Dreamsmith, unable to think of a sufficient lie, decided to at least mostly tell the truth. “You were gone; I was supposed to impersonate you. I made a few people items.” 

“Then lead the way,” Rebus said, turning Antagonist back into a crown and placing it on his head. “Though I assume Venom can be found right through that door.” 
Interesting, Rebus thought back to Mischief. Axzi promised to leave you around as long as you don’t bother his people more than others. And I need to keep you alive so I can teach you and keep my word. 

Rebus shook offered the hand. “It is a deal, then. I free you, and you get my influence to outside the Wall.” 

"And why do you wish to summon something so dangerous?"

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

16 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

“Then lead the way,” Rebus said, turning Antagonist back into a crown and placing it on his head. “Though I assume Venom can be found right through that door.” 
Interesting, Rebus thought back to Mischief. Axzi promised to leave you around as long as you don’t bother his people more than others. And I need to keep you alive so I can teach you and keep my word

The sprite nodded and wrote unkind things about several very important people.

Betrayal raised an eyebrow and walked to the opposite side of the room. He tapped a brick, and it slid in. They walked a short bit and popped out right in front of the throne room. Guarding it was a massive, insectoid creature. It had fangs oozing venom than hissed dangerously when it hit the ground. Its legs ended in razor-sharp points, leaving small holes in the stone.

Axzi spoke

This is where the pesticide would be handy

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

6 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus smiled broadly. “You speak to as many villains as you can, trying to solve their problems without violence or evil, do you not?” 

“… When I’m able,” she replies, looking down at her lap where she fiddles with her hands nervously.

”Why do you ask? You’re not a villain.”

[Honors Spectral Image She/her]

10 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

FINALLY!

A glowing blur appears to surround the figure

The person stops staring and starts speaking. It appears they are speaking to the blur. They speak in a heavily accented voice “well hello ther ma names flower what about you little buddy?”

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

15 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus raised an eyebrow, wondering what the source of this could be. Because of the Authors, of course.

The voice went quiet.You think the authors care for your petty behavior? For your meaningless battles? You follow an author yourself—and all you do is TRIVIAL to them… A MEANINGLESS GAME.“

[TwinStorm He/Him]

10 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus looked off into the distance, where resistance was - finally - beginning to brew. “It seems I won’t be waiting much longer after all.” 

“Remember that I did do you a favor in sparing the Scribe. Not that it seems to have mattered.” 

“The information they contain is the instructions to summon the Witherlord.” Rebus smiled broadly. “Of anyone who would do so, I consider myself to be the most qualified.” 

“I look forward to the fruit of our temporary alliance.” Rebus smiled as Malevolenc began to teleport away. “Perhaps what you say is true, and I really won’t stand in your way.” 
The false Dreamsmith, unable to think of a sufficient lie, decided to at least mostly tell the truth. “You were gone; I was supposed to impersonate you. I made a few people items.” 

“Then lead the way,” Rebus said, turning Antagonist back into a crown and placing it on his head. “Though I assume Venom can be found right through that door.” 
Interesting, Rebus thought back to Mischief. Axzi promised to leave you around as long as you don’t bother his people more than others. And I need to keep you alive so I can teach you and keep my word. 

Rebus shook offered the hand. “It is a deal, then. I free you, and you get my influence to outside the Wall.” 

"Really?" she smirked, then paused for a moment, ear cocked as if listening to the wind. "The Authors are returning at least. I can feel their presence. Nameless, Elan, Sequence . . . They could be dangerous. How long before someone like Platypus returns and challenges you? Vengeance may be even stronger than Antagonist."

Edited August 23, 2025 by TwinStorm

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

46 minutes ago, Honors ghost said:

The person stops staring and starts speaking. It appears they are speaking to the blur. They speak in a heavily accented voice “well hello ther ma names flower what about you little buddy?”

(Counterpoint—doesn't really work that way, I'll clarify)

[Keke They/he]

10 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Remember that I did do you a favor in sparing the Scribe. Not that it seems to have mattered.” 

what do you mean by that?

"yeah I know. Just not expecting it to be so difficult of a task"

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

12 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Somewhere, a blond-haired Southern man, this one with a slight inverted afterglow, began a mission.

Some of you will know what this is soon.

Behind him, a woman approached. He had not noticed her arrival. She was wearing an elegant yet utilitarian dress, and when she spoke, it was in a voice that was clearly used to commanding power. 

"Ceptican."

She paused for a moment. 

"We have only recently begun to watch you, but I know what you are doing. Use caution, for we have been in this game far longer than you. Where does your allegiance lie?"

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Cricket crashed through the portal, cursing as roaring emanated from around him. This wasn't how he had wanted to start his heroic return. Here he was, instead fighting some stupid monster.

He turned around, pulling out knives as the dragon took to the sky. It was a large beast, bigger than any he had seen, and had been ravaging the local village when he showed up. It wouldn't be too difficult to kill, only frustrating. He probably shouldn't have enraged it as much as he did.

The dragon blew spurts of fire around, torching the hillside. Cricket crouched in a defensive posture, watching as the dragon soared around, undoubtedly hunting his scent.

"C'mon." he muttered to himself. "Take the bait. Come and get me." 

The dragon paused for a moment, sniffing the air.

Cricket grinned. It had his scent.

Sure enough, the dragon turned toward him and let loose an earth-shattering roar, diving directly at him. Around him, pines splintered and cracked at the bellowing of the beast and Cricket grinned, feeling alive for the first time in a while.

The beast got closer, and Cricket began to feel the heat of the flames licking the trees. "C'mon. Just a bit closer."

The beast roared again, sending trees flying, but Cricket remained firm. The heat began to hurt, but he just Enulled it away, instead focusing on the six tons of meat about to crash into him.

The wisps of his cloak caught fire, and his tunic began to burn. He could ignore it for right now.

The beast opened its jaws.

Cricket smiled and his entire bag caught alight. "There we go." His cloak disintegrated in the heat, as the dragon got closer. Barely a dozen yards away. Flame began to build in its maw again.

The beast unleashed fire hot enough to melt stones as Cricket vanished, teleporting away.

The dragon had time to wonder why it did not hear screams before it slammed into the mountainside, its twelve tons of flesh punching into the hill.

Cricket grinned, watching the earthquake from a safe distance away. It was a spectacle. The hill flattened, sending trees and boulders flying in all directions. Once it was evident the carnage had ended, Cricket portaled back to the beast, which was by all means, dead. 

He smiled, picking his way through the corpse. A shame he had to kill the beast, but it had been threatening innocents.

Enough distractions. Rebus grows stronger. Find allies.

Cricket sighed. "I was helping the people."

Enough distractions.

"Very well."

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 hour ago, Ashkaloda said:

Behind him, a woman approached. He had not noticed her arrival. She was wearing an elegant yet utilitarian dress, and when she spoke, it was in a voice that was clearly used to commanding power. 

"Ceptican."

She paused for a moment. 

"We have only recently begun to watch you, but I know what you are doing. Use caution, for we have been in this game far longer than you. Where does your allegiance lie?"

"Why should I tell you? Those are dangerous words to speak, in this realm where there are eyes everywhere."

 

 

Elsewhere in the Thread, the blurs disappear from Flower ( @Honors ghost) and @SpartanBrigade's character

Edited August 23, 2025 by Kansas Stormcursed

[Honors Spectral Image She/her]

27 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

"Why should I tell you? Those are dangerous words to speak, in this realm where there are eyes everywhere."

 

 

Elsewhere in the Thread, the blurs disappear from Flower ( @Honors ghost) and @SpartanBrigade's character

Flower appears with the blur still surrounding her but she just steps through it and looks around when she finally stops looks ing around she walks straight forward in a perfect line.