The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

1 minute ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Asharak appears with Cep (Narrator version). Cep reaches out and taps Cep on the forehead. After a flash of light, only one Cep remains.

Right.

So... what was the purpose of that?

Just curious.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

Right.

So... what was the purpose of that?

Just curious.

Well, technically, the two Ceps are now one Cep. I can't reveal too much yet, but that's not the first time this has happened and I still need it to happen several more times

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

Just now, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Well, technically, the two Ceps are now one Cep. I can't reveal too much yet, but that's not the first time this has happened and I still need it to happen several more times

Ahh alright.

So are there other Ceps somewhere?

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

Ahh alright.

So are there other Ceps somewhere?

Yeah. A couple of them are tied up in some RPs at the moment, those are long-term development. At the moment, there are only four Ceps in the Thread, all of which are important separate rn. I just needed that one to keep Narrator Cep 1 from dying

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

Just now, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Yeah. A couple of them are tied up in some RPs at the moment, those are long-term development. At the moment, there are only four Ceps in the Thread, all of which are important separate rn. I just needed that one to keep Narrator Cep 1 from dying

So Cep 1 is like a Returned consuming Breath?

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

So Cep 1 is like a Returned consuming Breath?

Not precisely, though there is somewhat of a wider Cosmere analogy there. I meant the Fullborn abilities would help keep him from dying to ordinary attacks, at least

Actually hold on, I'll PM you some details

Edited August 29, 2025 by Kansas Stormcursed

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

11 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

t is a game, yes. But they care enough that I can continue to make them care, continue to make me exist. That is one of the only things it makes sense to do. 

But exist long enough in the way you are... you will end... you will die... nothing lasts for the authors. You will never last.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

"—some company," Fas continues. To Vigo, it seems as if no time passed at all.

 @The Sly Cookie

[Cookie Spren]

16 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

"—some company," Fas continues. To Vigo, it seems as if no time passed at all.

 @The Sly Cookie

Vigo smiles. "Why not?"

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

12 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Oblivion. Trapped inaction. Back to oblivion. Rebus drifted in and out of existence in his Author's mind, unable to do anything. And then he reached the forefront, Heir finally reading what he had been neglecting. In a rush of awareness, Rebus saw all that had happened. He smiled.  

Rebus grinned, certifying the agreement himself as well. Purple was certainly the influence present in the representation of him as he knelt down and laid a hand on the chains. He channeled his own power - raw Narration, firmly in opposition to any sort of restriction of possibilities - into the bindings, weakening their magic as rust would weaken iron. Excess Narration pooled outside the chains, and as Rebus stood up and stepped back, he unleashed in. A rush of force swept out from around the Shackled Dream, blasting away the undergrowth - and, with luck, the chains themselves. 

"Many reasons," Rebus said, seeming to legitimately consider the question. "The most important, I think, is to save someone I loved."

Rebus was fine with that, though he hoped the art of more elegant trickery could be conveyed with time. 

Rebus grinned at the monster. The seemingly acidic venom looked dangerous, but Rebus had access to the pesticide he used within much of his empire. Actually, it was anything-icide, and would be far more deadly than any mere acid. Directing the nanomachines with an unnecessary wave of his hand, Rebus sent a faint cloud of shining mist at the monster. Once it connected, the color began to spread, metal growing across the foreleg. That leg began to subliminate, the self-replicating nanomachines - for that was what the mist was made of - turning every bit of the Horror they touched into more of themselves, then dispersing all but the active layer into the air. The rapidly growing cloud did nothing to the floor, or even to other living things that may end up within it, but any point on the Horror swiftly turned to more of the metallic nanomachines on contact. 

Rebus grinned - he knew Sequence had more information now, and even without that, the mix of malice and excitement on his face would serve to disprove her statement. "You were unaware of what my new Plotblade represents, I take it?" 

It is a game, yes. But they care enough that I can continue to make them care, continue to make me exist. That is one of the only things it makes sense to do. 

"Being challenged and even defeated serves my goals far better than wasting away, waiting for someone to try and stop me. This development is, to me, a good thing." 

Rebus is trying to make sure they don't try working against him by reminding them they are in his debt (I cannot seem to remember the pronouns - or name, for that matter - of this character). 

"You were close. Are you really sure Malevolence is more trustworthy and honorable than I am? I do not break my promises, and I prioritize the good of the Thread over evil for its own sake. I even suspect Malevolence is trying to summon the Witherlord for himself - and he can decipher the paper, while I as of yet cannot." Everything Rebus says here is both true and fully intended for manipulation. 

Rebus did not appear with haste, but he eventually came into existence once his Author returned. "I had begun to do so myself, actually - I have his essence, and if at least a portion of Meat the Minstrel could be captured, I could combine the two into a functional duplicate." 

Rebus watched Bacon from the future. Did I ever tell you why I want the Lost Page? 

"Ah - then this should work. Quite some time ago, some of the experiments I was doing led me to find a planet that might be the perfect place to go if one does not want to be found. I had wanted to set up a base there, but the very reasons that the place was ideal for remaining hidden made it too difficult a venture to bother with. Telepathy, ansible communication, even Narrative awareness are next to impossible there, and any sustained portals - such as the kind I use to make nearly all my technology work - are quickly destroyed. But as hostile as it is, a few people could live there for a very long time without being found. It's safe from anyone looking for us and breathtaking in more ways than one." Rebus turned to Symbol, waiting for her thoughts with a wistful look on his face. 

"Cricket. Rose." The impostor took a step backwards, though he walked into a table in doing so. "And my boss." he said, sheepishly. 

Rebus appeared with a crack of thunder, hovering in the air in his armor and cape. "That's a little extreme, I would say." he noted, a conversational smile on his face as he filled the air with neigh-invisible utility fog. 

Rebus found this very interesting, though as far as he remembered, he had not interacted with this Author after he had modified his personality. 

I may or may not have also cried (not evasive confirmation - it was just a while ago, so I can't remember). I definitely had a weird mix of feelings, and I'm honestly proud - as a writer - that me and Haly were able to invoke such a reaction in so many people. 

Rebus smiled. "How did you think I'd gotten myself declared evilest person in the Thread?" 

 

 Sorry about that. 

Rebus raised an eyebrow. "I spared the Scribe's life for this - though he was my friend, he was also my enemy. I could certainly find you another task, unless you would like to undo our agreement." 

I had so much deja vu with this post, and I have no idea why. 

Rebus was really tempted to appear behind him, but restrained himself - unless, of course, a particular Author (you) wanted him to. 

If he does show up, I too play chess - and Rebus certainly would be willing to, given how symbolic it is. 

Um, Taeidin is currently with Bacon and Malevolence and a whole bunch of people. This would probably work better as telepathy, or happening later. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

48 minutes ago, The Sly Cookie said:

Vigo smiles. "Why not?"

"Excellent!" Fas grins.

[Keke They/he]

1 hour ago, The Sly Cookie said:

Vigo smiles. "Why not?"

 

13 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

"Excellent!" Fas grins.

It knew that it wanted this group. To help. But it also knew that showing like it was would scare them. So it took a form. It could only take form of something in the brain of its Formers. The form it took looked like Cade. It knew not a lot of people actually knew what he looked like but he knew a lot knew how Cade sounded. But he wouldn’t be sloppy.

it knocked in the door to the room of the pair. It straighten the clothes while it waited.

@Dragonheir

it disappeared from the room it and symbol were in

Edited August 29, 2025 by Hawks

[Cookie Spren]

@Hawks @Kansas Stormcursed

Vigo draws Lightbleeder and aims it at the door. He idly taps on his bandolier, laced with bullets.

[Keke They/he]

4 minutes ago, The Sly Cookie said:

@Hawks @Kansas Stormcursed

Vigo draws Lightbleeder and aims it at the door. He idly taps on his bandolier, laced with bullets.

By the way unless jes a Narrator.        Should seem like a normal human even if he is the only thing would be maybe a little feeling of unease but he seems normal

"hello! is anyone in there? Im a bit lost and hungry as frick yalls." A young teenage boy voice says from behind the door. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

7 minutes ago, The Sly Cookie said:

@Hawks @Kansas Stormcursed

Vigo draws Lightbleeder and aims it at the door. He idly taps on his bandolier, laced with bullets.

Just now, Hawks said:

By the way unless jes a Narrator.        Should seem like a normal human even if he is the only thing would be maybe a little feeling of unease but he seems normal

"hello! is anyone in there? Im a bit lost and hungry as frick yalls." A young teenage boy voice says from behind the door. 

Fas stands to the side, curious but wary

[Cookie Spren]

Just now, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Fas stands to the side, curious but wary

1 minute ago, Hawks said:

By the way unless jes a Narrator.        Should seem like a normal human even if he is the only thing would be maybe a little feeling of unease but he seems normal

"hello! is anyone in there? Im a bit lost and hungry as frick yalls." A young teenage boy voice says from behind the door. 

Vigo slowly lowers the revolver, hesitantly stepping to the door to open it.

[Keke They/he]

2 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Fas stands to the side, curious but wary

 

1 minute ago, The Sly Cookie said:

Vigo slowly lowers the revolver, hesitantly stepping to the door to open it.

a young teen stood outside probably 14 to 16 years old. He had a baggy shirt with a nirvana smile and some chains on his cargo pants and shirt. He had shaggy black hair with some white peppered around jt. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

2 minutes ago, The Sly Cookie said:

Vigo slowly lowers the revolver, hesitantly stepping to the door to open it.

"Wait. Better safe than sorry, considering what we were just discussing. You keep that up, I'll open it."

[Cookie Spren]

Vigo pauses, putting Lightbleeder back up.

[The Great Wyver She/Her]

I have no context but @Kansas Stormcursed convinced me to join, so here i go i guess

Susie walks forward.

 

[Keke They/he]

9 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

"Wait. Better safe than sorry, considering what we were just discussing. You keep that up, I'll open it."

 

Just now, The Sly Cookie said:

Vigo pauses, putting Lightbleeder back up.

he looks over "was that a gun! Oooh what kind?"

Just now, The Wyver said:

I have no context but @Kansas Stormcursed convinced me to join, so here i go i guess

Susie walks forward.

 

a purplw cat jumos on her shoulder

[The Great Wyver She/Her]

1 minute ago, Hawks said:

 

he looks over "was that a gun! Oooh what kind?"

a purplw cat jumos on her shoulder

Where you trying to say jumps? I cant tell

Susie jumps, surprised. 'WHAT THE-" she yelped, scrambling to push the cat off. 

[Keke They/he]

Just now, The Wyver said:

Where you trying to say jumps? I cant tell

Susie jumps, surprised. 'WHAT THE-" she yelped, scrambling to push the cat off. 

yeah

it yelps. "Wow ow your ruining my fluff"

 

[The Great Wyver She/Her]

51 minutes ago, Hawks said:

yeah

it yelps. "Wow ow your ruining my fluff"

 

Susie finally pushed her off. "Then don't jump on me next time, idiot."

[Keke They/he]

11 minutes ago, The Wyver said:

Susie finally pushed her off. "Then don't jump on me next time, idiot."

"i wanted a ride. My paws hurt from walking around all day." it says laying down