The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

2 minutes ago, Sequence said:

Ivy looked up, eyeing Ryver, before putting on a kind smile. “I was wounded. I was facing one of my rivals in a duel, and unfortunately, I lost.” They waved their hand dismissively before sitting up straight once more. “That is beside the point. If I explained the workings of a device, perhaps showed you a blueprint… Could you conjure it? I would pay you handsomely, of course, as well as another work opportunity, if you are interested.”

"...I think I could do that, provided enough time to study the blueprints, and one other thing." He leaned in, "even under this sun, I'm gonna need a story for something brand new. So, I need at least some of the story behind this device."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

29 minutes ago, KnightSkye Reforged said:

"...I think I could do that, provided enough time to study the blueprints, and one other thing." He leaned in, "even under this sun, I'm gonna need a story for something brand new. So, I need at least some of the story behind this device."

“Ah! A story!” Ivy snapped their fingers, and Able promptly spun on his heel and walked away down the path. “While my associate retrieves the blueprint,” Ivy said, sitting up straight in their chair. “I will tell you a story.”

Ivy cleared their throat.

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“Once upon a time, some twenty-two thousand pages ago, a dark stranger visited the home of a brilliant tinkerer. This tinkerer was very skilled, and had an affinity with crows. Yes, the bird. In the warm home of the tinkerer, the dark stranger asked him for his services. They asked for a device, a small orb, that could store their power. This power was an unstable, dark energy, incredibly useful and powerful. While reluctant to make such a dangerous device, the tinkerer was offered a very valuable medallion. And so, he got to work. He was quite skilled not only in tinkering, but also time dilation. It’s quite impressive, really, he managed to slow time around himself, so that while mere moments passed for the stranger, the tinkerer had all the time he needed to create the device. He called it, ‘The Cuberian Cell’. It was beautiful, crafted expertly from Celestial Bronze. So, the stranger took their device, and made great use of it for many pages, until eventually, they handed it over to another craftsmen, who used its construction and properties to build another device.”

Ivy clasped their hands together with a smile as Able returned, handing Ryver a detailed blueprint for a bronze sphere about the size of a baseball.

”So,” Ivy said. “Can it be done?”

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

1 minute ago, Sequence said:

“Ah! A story!” Ivy snapped their fingers, and Able promptly spun on his heel and walked away down the path. “While my associate retrieves the blueprint,” Ivy said, sitting up straight in their chair. “I will tell you a story.”

Ivy cleared their throat.

Ivy clasped their hands together with a smile as Able returned, handing Ryver a detailed blueprint for a bronze sphere about the size of a baseball.

”So,” Ivy said. “Can it be done?”

Armor. He thought of armor. And the massive wings of the roc, and a spear of a brilliant knight from a far off land. 

"Why" he asked, cooly, "Was the tinkerer so reluctant? What are you going to use it for?"

he basically just cares about his home right now, so as long as whatever is being targeted do include his homeworld he'll be fine with it.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

1 minute ago, KnightSkye Reforged said:

Armor. He thought of armor. And the massive wings of the roc, and a spear of a brilliant knight from a far off land. 

"Why" he asked, cooly, "Was the tinkerer so reluctant? What are you going to use it for?"

he basically just cares about his home right now, so as long as whatever is being targeted do include his homeworld he'll be fine with it.

“Calano was tired,” Ivy said, examining their fingernails. “He had spent many pages fighting an un-winnable war against an unbeatable foe, killing hundreds of thousands of innocents in the process.” Ivy scrunched up their nose in disgust, shaking their head. “He hid in that cabin until he Faded, hiding from the grief of his actions. As for the device, I simply wish to use it to heal. As I have said, I am wounded. My power, while perhaps a bit… Unstable, is safe in my care, and in my weakened state, I risk allowing much less trustworthy individuals to defeat me and take it for themselves.” Ivy leaned forward, a coffee table rising from beneath the ground, which had two glasses and a tall bottle. Ivy poured the liquid, clear and strong-smelling, into the glasses. “So, what payment do you demand? I’m prepared to provide anything I am able, including…” Ivy smiled, baring sharp, animal-like teeth. “Protection for your home. I apologize for prying, it’s just that your thoughts and emotions regarding the place are very strong!” Ivy laughed, picking up one of the glasses and sipping from it, turning their expectant gaze to Ryver.

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

13 minutes ago, Sequence said:

“Calano was tired,” Ivy said, examining their fingernails. “He had spent many pages fighting an un-winnable war against an unbeatable foe, killing hundreds of thousands of innocents in the process.” Ivy scrunched up their nose in disgust, shaking their head. “He hid in that cabin until he Faded, hiding from the grief of his actions. As for the device, I simply wish to use it to heal. As I have said, I am wounded. My power, while perhaps a bit… Unstable, is safe in my care, and in my weakened state, I risk allowing much less trustworthy individuals to defeat me and take it for themselves.” Ivy leaned forward, a coffee table rising from beneath the ground, which had two glasses and a tall bottle. Ivy poured the liquid, clear and strong-smelling, into the glasses. “So, what payment do you demand? I’m prepared to provide anything I am able, including…” Ivy smiled, baring sharp, animal-like teeth. “Protection for your home. I apologize for prying, it’s just that your thoughts and emotions regarding the place are very strong!” Ivy laughed, picking up one of the glasses and sipping from it, turning their expectant gaze to Ryver.

Ryver didn't trust this man, Ivy. But then again, sometimes you have to work with people you don't trust.

"I want some sort of map of the Thread. The worlds, places, that sort of thing. I want to know what exactly Narrators are. In short, I want information." He picked up the blueprints, "lets see if I can do this." 

He's gonna need whatever material it's made out of if it needs to be that material, cause he can only conjure things out if that red garnet-like material from earlier. Think of it as like shardplate/blade material. He didn't think to check that aspect of things yet.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

19 minutes ago, KnightSkye Reforged said:

Ryver didn't trust this man, Ivy. But then again, sometimes you have to work with people you don't trust.

"I want some sort of map of the Thread. The worlds, places, that sort of thing. I want to know what exactly Narrators are. In short, I want information." He picked up the blueprints, "lets see if I can do this." 

He's gonna need whatever material it's made out of if it needs to be that material, cause he can only conjure things out if that red garnet-like material from earlier. Think of it as like shardplate/blade material. He didn't think to check that aspect of things yet.

Ivy was not a man. While they appeared human with rather indistinguishable gender, their skin was too pale, and their eyes… Crimson and hard, and not to mention their teeth.

Ivy nodded. “It will be done. In fact, I can do better. I can give you the means to transport yourself anywhere you should wish as well.” Ivy produced a jagged shard of shimmering white metal with a slight mother-of-pearl quality to it. It was small, about the length of a peanut. “This is a shard of Narrativium. It’s small, unfortunately, so ingesting it will only grant you the ability to transport yourself anywhere. You don’t need to ask how to use it, as when the power becomes yours, you will know how. It will be as natural as if you were a Narrator yourself.”

They tucked it into their pocket. “It will be yours, once the conjuring is complete.” Able handed Ryver a small bar of Celestial Bronze.

”As for what Narrators are, well, imagine them as children playing a game in a sandbox. They can do anything within this sandbox that is our Thread, but they’re not allowed to leave. While they have nearly unlimited power within, they have none outside. Anything they do can be undone by another Narrator, and the narration of one Narrator is only as powerful as the other Narrators allow it to be. You could also think of the Thread as a story that the Narrators are telling. A book that they’re reading from, except instead of reading what’s already written, they write the story as they go. A physical manifestation of their Author, perhaps. In some cases. Though, I will admit that I find the concept of Authors to be confusing.” Ivy smiled. “Anything else you wish to know?”

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

18 hours ago, NameIess said:

“We came here seeking the source of the infection.” Jim mused. “Obviously this being we’re going to meet is the source, and the gnome, as their agent, has authority to at least temporarily remove the sickness.”

Pyk nodded. “Exactly what I’m afraid of… but such complete control over it… it seems we must comply, for now.”

18 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Dark Cep nods. "Very nice, I suppose." He climbs in.

The point is totally lost on Dark Cep. He likes Moash as a complicated character

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Ignore the part where all parts of Cep are based on me

It seems to go on forever.

The gnome grins.

18 hours ago, Hawks said:

She shrugged. “I’ve learned to stop asking stupid questions… and in this case that is a stupid question love.”

He nodded. “I guess… we must comply… for now.”

[NameIess]

19 hours ago, Sequence said:

Sequence glanced at Unintelligible, turning back to the bunny with a frown. “… Alright, it’s worth a shot. I’ll give you one turnip now, and in exchange, you’ll take me and my friend to meet your friends! I’ll bring plenty of turnips for everybody. We’ll have a picnic!” Sequence exclaimed, holding up the turnip enticingly. “Deal?”

Unintelligible grabbed Sequence’s arm. “Sequence, this is a terrible idea. If we go to his ‘friends’ they will eat us.”

“We would not!” The rabbit said in an affronted mental voice. “Why feast on delicious souls when… delicious… turnips… are offered?”

5 hours ago, Sherma Main said:

Pyk nodded. “Exactly what I’m afraid of… but such complete control over it… it seems we must comply, for now.”

The gnome grins.

He nodded. “I guess… we must comply… for now.”

“Indeed.” Jim eyed the gnome suspiciously. “Although we would want to cooperate regardless. We need to meet with this place’s ruler.”

15 hours ago, Sequence said:

Ivy nodded. “It will be done. In fact, I can do better. I can give you the means to transport yourself anywhere you should wish as well.” Ivy produced a jagged shard of shimmering white metal with a slight mother-of-pearl quality to it. It was small, about the length of a peanut. “This is a shard of Narrativium. It’s small, unfortunately, so ingesting it will only grant you the ability to transport yourself anywhere. You don’t need to ask how to use it, as when the power becomes yours, you will know how. It will be as natural as if you were a Narrator yourself.”

Subversion appeared, eyes fierce with anger. “Now look here you little copycat! I already gave Ryver a way to transport himself around the Thread!” She pointed towards rhe necklace Ryver wore. “And got him to promise a vague favor in exchange too!” She folded her arms and gave Ivi a solid glare. “I don’t appreciate you devaluing my machinations with your own knock-off machinations!” 

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

3 hours ago, NameIess said:

Unintelligible grabbed Sequence’s arm. “Sequence, this is a terrible idea. If we go to his ‘friends’ they will eat us.”

“We would not!” The rabbit said in an affronted mental voice. “Why feast on delicious souls when… delicious… turnips… are offered?”

“Isn’t that why you captured it?” She asked. “To find its origin?” She rubbed her forehead, suddenly looking very, very tired. She winced, her hand going to her wounded side. “… Unless you have another idea?”

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

On 11/6/2025 at 4:03 PM, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

"His immense power is slowly turning him into a single, human-sized quantum particle. Although that will take a while, and until it happens Sandy's powers will only grow stronger, even as his personality simplifies."

Rebus blinked. “That is far removed from any guesses I would have made, though certainly worthy of investigation. I assume the primary effect is wave-particle duality and not indivisibility.” 
Particle man, particle man; doing the things that a particle can…

On 11/6/2025 at 11:44 PM, NameIess said:

"Why not? Do you think we should ask for directions?" Lyric pointed towards a nearby abandoned kiosk. "A fine idea. Those gentlemen over there look like they are handing out maps." He started walking towards the kiosk, deeper into the darkness of the mall.

Malevolence's eyebrows shot up. "Antagonist? How... unexpected." He considered, taking his time before continuing. "I suppose I will hear you out. What are these conditions?"

Jack froze for a second, torn between fear of going further into the mall and fear of being left alone within it. The latter won, and he rushed after Lyric, wishing he’d stayed at that castle from before. “What gentlemen?” He hissed, hoping desperately that Lyric knew how to use his hammer. 
“I’ve promised that I will give up Antagonist when the time comes - this was already necessary in most trajectories of my plans - but I never specified to whom or when. You’re one of the most suited possible recipients, and I have a number of things I want from you. If my gambits go completely south, I suspect you could continue my plans - you’d make an excellent evil emperor.” Rebus smiled, holding up a fist-sized orb. “This will contain everything needed for my plans to be continued - I will give it to you, and make you one of my successors, if you promise me access to the Lost Page translation if it lies beyond your capacity or desire to fulfill. If I succeed, I will endeavor to make you one of the Fallen - immortal and immensely powerful. Of course, if you try backstabbing me - because the logical conclusion as my successor is to expedite my downfall - know that you are not my only possible heir, though if you’re clever enough to outwit me in that I may very well award you the Blade regardless.” 

On 11/7/2025 at 10:18 AM, Hawks said:

         Nodded. “Ooh right, yes that was… strange. I did some research in my time away and well, i chose to put that on hold. Im not to sure how that will play out currently.”

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OK so im working on drawing rebus nowadays like but anyways. I realized ive not once drawn someone wearing armor…. AND ive only drawn someone wearing a crown once…. Also i got a bit to detail happy with the chest plate…. Also i have an animation idea for rebus and i wanna get persmission to do so? Also i cant draw intimidating looking peoples so now rebus is a lil cute guy

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“Nor am I - though if you’d like to kill the simulacrum, feel free. Meat the Minstrel, though, I may need - and besides, I’m not certain he would die even if you killed him.” 
The design there is good - and yeah, intimidatingness is hard (height helps, I think - as does background and context you can’t really do in a solo portrait. Basking-in-applause posture and grinning can confer the “this guy knows exactly what he’s doing and is about to reveal he’s outthought me by fifty steps” feeling, which can make him scary without needing to look intimidating. Of course, I’ve tried this and it didn’t work, so I’m hoping vastly superior drawing skill is sufficient) 

As for the animation, what are you thinking of doing? You’ve got my permission - I am very unlikely to object to people making things for me. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

3 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus blinked. “That is far removed from any guesses I would have made, though certainly worthy of investigation. I assume the primary effect is wave-particle duality and not indivisibility.” 
Particle man, particle man; doing the things that a particle can…

Jack froze for a second, torn between fear of going further into the mall and fear of being left alone within it. The latter won, and he rushed after Lyric, wishing he’d stayed at that castle from before. “What gentlemen?” He hissed, hoping desperately that Lyric knew how to use his hammer. 
“I’ve promised that I will give up Antagonist when the time comes - this was already necessary in most trajectories of my plans - but I never specified to whom or when. You’re one of the most suited possible recipients, and I have a number of things I want from you. If my gambits go completely south, I suspect you could continue my plans - you’d make an excellent evil emperor.” Rebus smiled, holding up a fist-sized orb. “This will contain everything needed for my plans to be continued - I will give it to you, and make you one of my successors, if you promise me access to the Lost Page translation if it lies beyond your capacity or desire to fulfill. If I succeed, I will endeavor to make you one of the Fallen - immortal and immensely powerful. Of course, if you try backstabbing me - because the logical conclusion as my successor is to expedite my downfall - know that you are not my only possible heir, though if you’re clever enough to outwit me in that I may very well award you the Blade regardless.” 

“Nor am I - though if you’d like to kill the simulacrum, feel free. Meat the Minstrel, though, I may need - and besides, I’m not certain he would die even if you killed him.” 
The design there is good - and yeah, intimidatingness is hard (height helps, I think - as does background and context you can’t really do in a solo portrait. Basking-in-applause posture and grinning can confer the “this guy knows exactly what he’s doing and is about to reveal he’s outthought me by fifty steps” feeling, which can make him scary without needing to look intimidating. Of course, I’ve tried this and it didn’t work, so I’m hoping vastly superior drawing skill is sufficient) 

As for the animation, what are you thinking of doing? You’ve got my permission - I am very unlikely to object to people making things for me. 

Whats going on in your plotlines? I was told that one of your characters is... on a quest for meaning, and one of my characters is able to provide meaning.

[Keke They/he]

9 hours ago, Sherma Main said:

Pyk nodded. “Exactly what I’m afraid of… but such complete control over it… it seems we must comply, for now.”

The gnome grins.

He nodded. “I guess… we must comply… for now.”

Asher nodded and looked back at the car and groaned. “I much prefer teleportation.” Which was ironic because they hated teleporting 

9 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus blinked. “That is far removed from any guesses I would have made, though certainly worthy of investigation. I assume the primary effect is wave-particle duality and not indivisibility.” 
Particle man, particle man; doing the things that a particle can…

Jack froze for a second, torn between fear of going further into the mall and fear of being left alone within it. The latter won, and he rushed after Lyric, wishing he’d stayed at that castle from before. “What gentlemen?” He hissed, hoping desperately that Lyric knew how to use his hammer. 
“I’ve promised that I will give up Antagonist when the time comes - this was already necessary in most trajectories of my plans - but I never specified to whom or when. You’re one of the most suited possible recipients, and I have a number of things I want from you. If my gambits go completely south, I suspect you could continue my plans - you’d make an excellent evil emperor.” Rebus smiled, holding up a fist-sized orb. “This will contain everything needed for my plans to be continued - I will give it to you, and make you one of my successors, if you promise me access to the Lost Page translation if it lies beyond your capacity or desire to fulfill. If I succeed, I will endeavor to make you one of the Fallen - immortal and immensely powerful. Of course, if you try backstabbing me - because the logical conclusion as my successor is to expedite my downfall - know that you are not my only possible heir, though if you’re clever enough to outwit me in that I may very well award you the Blade regardless.” 

“Nor am I - though if you’d like to kill the simulacrum, feel free. Meat the Minstrel, though, I may need - and besides, I’m not certain he would die even if you killed him.” 
The design there is good - and yeah, intimidatingness is hard (height helps, I think - as does background and context you can’t really do in a solo portrait. Basking-in-applause posture and grinning can confer the “this guy knows exactly what he’s doing and is about to reveal he’s outthought me by fifty steps” feeling, which can make him scary without needing to look intimidating. Of course, I’ve tried this and it didn’t work, so I’m hoping vastly superior drawing skill is sufficient) 

As for the animation, what are you thinking of doing? You’ve got my permission - I am very unlikely to object to people making things for me. 

He shook his head. “Im sure i will find a use for the both of them soon enough.” He says almost innocently, and tipped his head to the side. 

OOOOOH OOOO IDEA ok i think i can do that. (Idk why rebus became my obsession to draw but he is now. And im sure he loves the attention.)

ok so the idea is. Theres this song and roughly (dont quote me on this ok.) translated to English it would be.

”you are evil, evil, evil, so evil. Damn you for rotting so beautifully inside your selfish heart.”

then the other part which idk if it is a symbol thing. Like idk what her view on everything rebus is doing for her is. Like whether or not she would like it so this part would either be her to just stay rebus. 

“Listen, listen, listen, listen to me, (listen please??), please hold me gently, hold me gently, hold me gently.”

p.s. it sounds better in Japanese which is the original language. 

Anyways i thought that a lot of that (not all of it) applied to rebus and overall I have a cool animation idea for it that has been sitting in my head for way to long and now im glad i get to blab about it. And the vibe of the sing just fits rebus overall and whatnot. Even if the lyrics dont. 

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

25 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus blinked. “That is far removed from any guesses I would have made, though certainly worthy of investigation. I assume the primary effect is wave-particle duality and not indivisibility.” 
Particle man, particle man; doing the things that a particle can…

"Yes, for now at least. It makes quantum tunneling easier. But eventually, he will be indivisible."

[NameIess]

3 hours ago, Sequence said:

“Isn’t that why you captured it?” She asked. “To find its origin?” She rubbed her forehead, suddenly looking very, very tired. She winced, her hand going to her wounded side. “… Unless you have another idea?”

"Oh, I've got another idea." Unintelligible said. "You can open up a portal to the center of a star, and we'll hang the rabbit over it until it talks."

3 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Jack froze for a second, torn between fear of going further into the mall and fear of being left alone within it. The latter won, and he rushed after Lyric, wishing he’d stayed at that castle from before. “What gentlemen?” He hissed, hoping desperately that Lyric knew how to use his hammer. 

"Those men right there, at the kiosk." Lyric walked confidently through the darkness, though he did so in a strange gait, often pausing or stepping to the side, as if avoiding invisible obstacles. "I believe it's some kind of a welcome desk."

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Subversion snapped her fingers under Ivi's nose angrily. "Hey! Not only do you try to manipulate this poor sap, you've got the gall to ignore me too? I'm talking to you!"

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Subversion appeared, eyes fierce with anger. “Now look here you little copycat! I already gave Ryver a way to transport himself around the Thread!” She pointed towards rhe necklace Ryver wore. “And got him to promise a vague favor in exchange too!” She folded her arms and gave Ivi a solid glare. “I don’t appreciate you devaluing my machinations with your own knock-off machinations!” 

3 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“I’ve promised that I will give up Antagonist when the time comes - this was already necessary in most trajectories of my plans - but I never specified to whom or when. You’re one of the most suited possible recipients, and I have a number of things I want from you. If my gambits go completely south, I suspect you could continue my plans - you’d make an excellent evil emperor.” Rebus smiled, holding up a fist-sized orb. “This will contain everything needed for my plans to be continued - I will give it to you, and make you one of my successors, if you promise me access to the Lost Page translation if it lies beyond your capacity or desire to fulfill. If I succeed, I will endeavor to make you one of the Fallen - immortal and immensely powerful. Of course, if you try backstabbing me - because the logical conclusion as my successor is to expedite my downfall - know that you are not my only possible heir, though if you’re clever enough to outwit me in that I may very well award you the Blade regardless.” 

"Tempting." Malevolence murmured. "There was a time I would have accepted this offer without regret. Antagonist holds allure even now that I see it for what it truly is; a pathway to great power, not a pathway to greater evil." His violet eyes narrowed. "I cannot accept this offer as stated. To give you the chance to return the Witherlord would be to give you the chance to destroy all of TLT, and everything I have worked for. You are a fool to think yourself capable of controlling that... power. Even I would not be up to such a task." He chuckled.  "It may surprise you, but in this regard I hold no false pride. If I were to take up the power of the Witherlord, the darkness would utterly overwhelm my willpower. I would be... transformed. My careful plans...  my wish to rule this Thread... even my ideals of Evil would be swept away. Gone, consumed in a Darkness too great for any mortal to truly comprehend."

Malevolence paused, giving time for his words to sink in.

"Of course, you will not listen. And so I must now oppose the Antagonist himself." He chuckled again. "I could, perhaps, accept the first part of your deal. If you give me access to your plans, I would be willing to continue those of them I find worthy upon your death, in exchange for Antagonist."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

10 hours ago, NameIess said:

"Oh, I've got another idea." Unintelligible said. "You can open up a portal to the center of a star, and we'll hang the rabbit over it until it talks."

Sequence’s eyes went wide. “No!” She cried. “That’s terrible! Besides… I can think of much better threats… Like no turnips.” She gave the rabbit a pointed look. “Ever.”

10 hours ago, NameIess said:

Subversion snapped her fingers under Ivi's nose angrily. "Hey! Not only do you try to manipulate this poor sap, you've got the gall to ignore me too? I'm talking to you!"

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Subversion appeared, eyes fierce with anger. “Now look here you little copycat! I already gave Ryver a way to transport himself around the Thread!” She pointed towards rhe necklace Ryver wore. “And got him to promise a vague favor in exchange too!” She folded her arms and gave Ivi a solid glare. “I don’t appreciate you devaluing my machinations with your own knock-off machinations!” 

Ivy, who Subversion would immediately recognize as Ivisyre(Everyone), jumped and almost fell out of their chair, blinking. “Oh. It’s you. Didn’t see you there,” they said, wrinkling their nose. “Certainly my offer is much cooler. Narrativium isn’t easy to come by, you know… He wanted a map, so that shard will give him Narrator-like knowledge of the Thread’s many locations…” Ivy tilted their head. “Hopefully,” they added.

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[Through The Living Ash he/him]

On 11/7/2025 at 3:34 PM, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Dark Cep nods. "Very nice, I suppose." He climbs in.

The point is totally lost on Dark Cep. He likes Moash as a complicated character

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Ignore the part where all parts of Cep are based on me

It seems to go on forever.

He continues walking for a bit to see if anything changes. 

do all the cabinets look the same? 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

4 hours ago, Ashkaloda said:

He continues walking for a bit to see if anything changes. 

do all the cabinets look the same? 

Yes

Nothing really seems to change.

[NameIess]

8 hours ago, Sequence said:

Sequence’s eyes went wide. “No!” She cried. “That’s terrible! Besides… I can think of much better threats… Like no turnips.” She gave the rabbit a pointed look. “Ever.”

Unintelligible and the rabbit shared a look. Then they both looked back at Sequence "That'll never work!" Unintelligible exclaimed incredulously, at the same time as the rabbit said, in a fake-horrified voice "Oh, no! No turnips? That is much worse than the..." it shivered involuntarily. "terrible idea that that one suggested."

8 hours ago, Sequence said:

Ivy, who Subversion would immediately recognize as Ivisyre(Everyone), jumped and almost fell out of their chair, blinking. “Oh. It’s you. Didn’t see you there,” they said, wrinkling their nose. “Certainly my offer is much cooler. Narrativium isn’t easy to come by, you know… He wanted a map, so that shard will give him Narrator-like knowledge of the Thread’s many locations…” Ivy tilted their head. “Hopefully,” they added.

"Humph." Subversion said. "But now he'll have no limitations! His desire for travel has been met completely, so there's no need for him to strive for improvement of it! Even if did have to make a deal with the devil at least once to accomplish it, you still shouldn't just give him everything he wants so quickly."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

Unintelligible and the rabbit shared a look. Then they both looked back at Sequence "That'll never work!" Unintelligible exclaimed incredulously, at the same time as the rabbit said, in a fake-horrified voice "Oh, no! No turnips? That is much worse than the..." it shivered involuntarily. "terrible idea that that one suggested."

“Maybe I’ll tear your arms off instead, and let the living core of my planet feast on you while you bleed,” Sequence suddenly snapped at the rabbit, her voice uncharacteristically cold as she settled down into a chair with a weary sigh.

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

"Humph." Subversion said. "But now he'll have no limitations! His desire for travel has been met completely, so there's no need for him to strive for improvement of it! Even if did have to make a deal with the devil at least once to accomplish it, you still shouldn't just give him everything he wants so quickly."

Ivisyre just smiled. A happy tool is an effective tool. Their voice sounded from Subversion’s mind.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

On 11/8/2025 at 8:04 PM, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Whats going on in your plotlines? I was told that one of your characters is... on a quest for meaning, and one of my characters is able to provide meaning.

Jack (the mechanical man from kind of a while ago at this point) and Lyric (a strange man from the woods that allegedly contain the fountain of youth, who is played my NameIess), have gone to a creepy abandoned mall because there’s allegedly a guy who can teach you the meaning of life there. Jack is scared out of his wits by a number of things, such as the warnings written in blood that the sage’s wisdom is a trap, while Lyric is consumed by enthusiasm and dramatic irony. 

On 11/8/2025 at 8:16 PM, Hawks said:

He shook his head. “Im sure i will find a use for the both of them soon enough.” He says almost innocently, and tipped his head to the side. 

OOOOOH OOOO IDEA ok i think i can do that. (Idk why rebus became my obsession to draw but he is now. And im sure he loves the attention.)

ok so the idea is. Theres this song and roughly (dont quote me on this ok.) translated to English it would be.

”you are evil, evil, evil, so evil. Damn you for rotting so beautifully inside your selfish heart.”

then the other part which idk if it is a symbol thing. Like idk what her view on everything rebus is doing for her is. Like whether or not she would like it so this part would either be her to just stay rebus. 

“Listen, listen, listen, listen to me, (listen please??), please hold me gently, hold me gently, hold me gently.”

p.s. it sounds better in Japanese which is the original language. 

Anyways i thought that a lot of that (not all of it) applied to rebus and overall I have a cool animation idea for it that has been sitting in my head for way to long and now im glad i get to blab about it. And the vibe of the sing just fits rebus overall and whatnot. Even if the lyrics dont. 

“And as for myself?” Rebus asked. “I’m sure I could be of great use to you, and having someone try to manipulate me into doing something would be a welcome challenge.” 
Great! Rebus does love the attention - one of his longest-term goals is to get other people to write fan-fiction of him so he can escape my head. 
Those first lyrics seem quite on-brand, actually. If you want to do the animation, I’m definitely not complaining.
I’ve found a number of fitting songs myself -  “lately, I find when I look into the mirror… there's a stranger staring back and smiling ear to ear” (My Own Monster, by X Ambassadors, for reference) is unfortunately too long for a member title. 

On 11/8/2025 at 8:26 PM, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

"Yes, for now at least. It makes quantum tunneling easier. But eventually, he will be indivisible."

“I’m interested to see the implementation of that - your Author uses science in very interesting ways.” 
I’m not certain I’ve seen the tunneling in ordinary space yet. My imagined version is thus: Sandy walked into a wall. Nothing happened - it hurt a little bit. Sandy backed up, and walked into the wall again. Nothing happened. Sandy walked into the wall again, and found himself on the other side. 

20 hours ago, NameIess said:

"Those men right there, at the kiosk." Lyric walked confidently through the darkness, though he did so in a strange gait, often pausing or stepping to the side, as if avoiding invisible obstacles. "I believe it's some kind of a welcome desk."

"Tempting." Malevolence murmured. "There was a time I would have accepted this offer without regret. Antagonist holds allure even now that I see it for what it truly is; a pathway to great power, not a pathway to greater evil." His violet eyes narrowed. "I cannot accept this offer as stated. To give you the chance to return the Witherlord would be to give you the chance to destroy all of TLT, and everything I have worked for. You are a fool to think yourself capable of controlling that... power. Even I would not be up to such a task." He chuckled.  "It may surprise you, but in this regard I hold no false pride. If I were to take up the power of the Witherlord, the darkness would utterly overwhelm my willpower. I would be... transformed. My careful plans...  my wish to rule this Thread... even my ideals of Evil would be swept away. Gone, consumed in a Darkness too great for any mortal to truly comprehend."

Malevolence paused, giving time for his words to sink in.

"Of course, you will not listen. And so I must now oppose the Antagonist himself." He chuckled again. "I could, perhaps, accept the first part of your deal. If you give me access to your plans, I would be willing to continue those of them I find worthy upon your death, in exchange for Antagonist."

Jack tried to copy him - the man seemed to know things, even if he also seemed oblivious to perfectly obvious danger - and nearly fell on his face. “I really hope they’re welcoming.” he muttered, giving up and walking normally. 
-
“Perhaps I am a fool, then. But I suspect you’ve underestimated my preparations - because I do not need to control the Witherlord, I merely need to know what it will do.” There was a light in Rebus’s eyes - an alarming blend of cunning and conviction somewhere between genius and madness. “I will con myself - for Antagonist brings an inevitable downfall, should Protagonist arise. I am unaffected by the hubris it brings-“ Rebus appeared not to notice the hypocrisy of that statement, given his ability to even speak it. “-but should I need to resist a second force on my personality I will be unable to counteract the Blade, allowing me to undermine my own plans and bring about one of the outcomes I desire.” 

Rebus spread his arms wide, a grin on his face. Then he snapped back to the expression he had begun the conversation with - the polite smile with an edge of eagerness - and continued talking calmly as if he hadn’t dramatically declared his frankly ludicrous plan. “Regardless of my own desires, I literally cannot stop trying to do this without incurring dire consequences. I truly don’t know what will happen should I break my Word, and Fate is not someone I want to break a contract with.” Rebus tossed the orb containing his plans from one hand to the other. “Your opposition I would welcome - your string of betrayals from so long ago was truly impressive, and I have been seeking someone to match wits with. As for our deal, you’ve severely reduced how much it would benefit me - as much as you wish to rule the Thread, I am not certain you care about its activity level. And you certainly do not care about Symbol or the spread of my variants. We may both be evil, but evilness is broad and vague - I have chosen to become a villain to benefit the Thread, whereas you have chosen to benefit the Thread to further your villainy.” 

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

On 11/8/2025 at 12:30 AM, Sequence said:

Ivy was not a man. While they appeared human with rather indistinguishable gender, their skin was too pale, and their eyes… Crimson and hard, and not to mention their teeth.

Ivy nodded. “It will be done. In fact, I can do better. I can give you the means to transport yourself anywhere you should wish as well.” Ivy produced a jagged shard of shimmering white metal with a slight mother-of-pearl quality to it. It was small, about the length of a peanut. “This is a shard of Narrativium. It’s small, unfortunately, so ingesting it will only grant you the ability to transport yourself anywhere. You don’t need to ask how to use it, as when the power becomes yours, you will know how. It will be as natural as if you were a Narrator yourself.”

They tucked it into their pocket. “It will be yours, once the conjuring is complete.” Able handed Ryver a small bar of Celestial Bronze.

”As for what Narrators are, well, imagine them as children playing a game in a sandbox. They can do anything within this sandbox that is our Thread, but they’re not allowed to leave. While they have nearly unlimited power within, they have none outside. Anything they do can be undone by another Narrator, and the narration of one Narrator is only as powerful as the other Narrators allow it to be. You could also think of the Thread as a story that the Narrators are telling. A book that they’re reading from, except instead of reading what’s already written, they write the story as they go. A physical manifestation of their Author, perhaps. In some cases. Though, I will admit that I find the concept of Authors to be confusing.” Ivy smiled. “Anything else you wish to know?”

Sorry this took me so long to get back too!

Ryver's eyes lingered on that metal for a moment. There was something... terrifyingly similar looking about it. The name his Author had given him rang in his head, "Nikkō." he shivered. Those Narrators sounded an awful lot like some very ancient myths from his home. 

"Alright. I'll do it." he took the bar of bronze and the blueprints and started drawing what was shown into the Bronze with his inkless pen. Except instead of the drawing going into the Bronze, the Bronze went into the drawing, forming in the air.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

20 minutes ago, KnightSkye Reforged said:

Sorry this took me so long to get back too!

Ryver's eyes lingered on that metal for a moment. There was something... terrifyingly similar looking about it. The name his Author had given him rang in his head, "Nikkō." he shivered. Those Narrators sounded an awful lot like some very ancient myths from his home. 

"Alright. I'll do it." he took the bar of bronze and the blueprints and started drawing what was shown into the Bronze with his inkless pen. Except instead of the drawing going into the Bronze, the Bronze went into the drawing, forming in the air.

Ivy smiled, looking pleased as they gave Subversion a smug look. Able watched intently, fidgeting with the cuffs of his sleeves. “Take as long as you need,” Ivy said kindly. “I will wait. And watch.”

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

2 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“I’m interested to see the implementation of that - your Author uses science in very interesting ways.” 
I’m not certain I’ve seen the tunneling in ordinary space yet. My imagined version is thus: Sandy walked into a wall. Nothing happened - it hurt a little bit. Sandy backed up, and walked into the wall again. Nothing happened. Sandy walked into the wall again, and found himself on the other side. 

"I... don't exactly know how it works; Sandy doesn't talk about it much. For the latter, I agree, 18142 has a starships powered by spacetime curvature."

At his current power level, Sandy briefly enters 10 dimensions, almost fully becoming a quantum particle, waits for some femtoseconds until quantum tunneling moves him the direction he wants to go, becomes 3D again (but using a completely different slice of 10D reality), then repeats. Though he can nudge the effects slightly to make it more likely that he's taken in the direction he wants to. Doing this does has permanent effects, and he's reached the point where he can no longer truly return to 3D, and is now a 4D being, though he's really thin in the fourth direction. He doesn't like interacting with humans much anymore (he hasn't shown up in any thread in a long time) because he can hurt to look at and has devoted himself to helping the Trisolarans. This will only accelerate until he's stuck in 10D permanently. 

[Keke They/he]

11 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Jack (the mechanical man from kind of a while ago at this point) and Lyric (a strange man from the woods that allegedly contain the fountain of youth, who is played my NameIess), have gone to a creepy abandoned mall because there’s allegedly a guy who can teach you the meaning of life there. Jack is scared out of his wits by a number of things, such as the warnings written in blood that the sage’s wisdom is a trap, while Lyric is consumed by enthusiasm and dramatic irony. 

“And as for myself?” Rebus asked. “I’m sure I could be of great use to you, and having someone try to manipulate me into doing something would be a welcome challenge.” 
Great! Rebus does love the attention - one of his longest-term goals is to get other people to write fan-fiction of him so he can escape my head. 
Those first lyrics seem quite on-brand, actually. If you want to do the animation, I’m definitely not complaining.
I’ve found a number of fitting songs myself -  “lately, I find when I look into the mirror… there's a stranger staring back and smiling ear to ear” (My Own Monster, by X Ambassadors, for reference) is unfortunately too long for a member title. 

“I’m interested to see the implementation of that - your Author uses science in very interesting ways.” 
I’m not certain I’ve seen the tunneling in ordinary space yet. My imagined version is thus: Sandy walked into a wall. Nothing happened - it hurt a little bit. Sandy backed up, and walked into the wall again. Nothing happened. Sandy walked into the wall again, and found himself on the other side. 

Jack tried to copy him - the man seemed to know things, even if he also seemed oblivious to perfectly obvious danger - and nearly fell on his face. “I really hope they’re welcoming.” he muttered, giving up and walking normally. 
-
“Perhaps I am a fool, then. But I suspect you’ve underestimated my preparations - because I do not need to control the Witherlord, I merely need to know what it will do.” There was a light in Rebus’s eyes - an alarming blend of cunning and conviction somewhere between genius and madness. “I will con myself - for Antagonist brings an inevitable downfall, should Protagonist arise. I am unaffected by the hubris it brings-“ Rebus appeared not to notice the hypocrisy of that statement, given his ability to even speak it. “-but should I need to resist a second force on my personality I will be unable to counteract the Blade, allowing me to undermine my own plans and bring about one of the outcomes I desire.” 

Rebus spread his arms wide, a grin on his face. Then he snapped back to the expression he had begun the conversation with - the polite smile with an edge of eagerness - and continued talking calmly as if he hadn’t dramatically declared his frankly ludicrous plan. “Regardless of my own desires, I literally cannot stop trying to do this without incurring dire consequences. I truly don’t know what will happen should I break my Word, and Fate is not someone I want to break a contract with.” Rebus tossed the orb containing his plans from one hand to the other. “Your opposition I would welcome - your string of betrayals from so long ago was truly impressive, and I have been seeking someone to match wits with. As for our deal, you’ve severely reduced how much it would benefit me - as much as you wish to rule the Thread, I am not certain you care about its activity level. And you certainly do not care about Symbol or the spread of my variants. We may both be evil, but evilness is broad and vague - I have chosen to become a villain to benefit the Thread, whereas you have chosen to benefit the Thread to further your villainy.” 

Ofc rebus wants ppl to write fanfics abt him alrighty im working on ANOTHER drawing rn but i gotta actually study faces and stuff in order to actually…. draw it. (idk how to draw some of he stuff from the pose he’s in) but i love me a challenge. and rebus whole character is insanely difficult to do which is why im so fascinated by him. also i wil check that song out! im gonna start on the animattooooon

            smiled. “no no my dear friend. actually, your goals and mine currently align a bit. summoning this witherlord would help me a lot.” 

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

13 hours ago, Sequence said:

Ivy smiled, looking pleased as they gave Subversion a smug look. Able watched intently, fidgeting with the cuffs of his sleeves. “Take as long as you need,” Ivy said kindly. “I will wait. And watch.”

Does Ryver know that Subversion is there, or should he act like he doesn't?