The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

2 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Atreides turned to the insubordinate one. "What's your name, worm?"

Atreides smiled. "I'm not a fighter, either, I'm a ruler."

He leaned. "And this I swear, next time, we meet, I will not be so merciful."

"And I always keep my word."

“Worm?” She laughed. “Is that meant to be an insult?”

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, Ashkaloda said:

“Worm?” She laughed. “Is that meant to be an insult?”

Atreides grimaced. "Not an insult. A fact. Soon to be a bloody fact."

[Verdance he/him]

9 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Atreides turned to the insubordinate one. "What's your name, worm?"

Atreides smiled. "I'm not a fighter, either, I'm a ruler."

He leaned. "And this I swear, next time, we meet, I will not be so merciful."

"And I always keep my word."

“Well that-“ he points to Crusade- “looks like a weapon. And you-“ he points to Atreides- “just called someone else your master, so excuse me if I’m not entirely impressed with your claim to rule. Better to appreciate life’s fleeting beauty than to try and pin it down and wrestle it into submission.” He fingers the spheres. “Like these. Look how pretty they are. Pale, pale white, and dark, dark grey. Look how the shadows spin across them. Beautiful.” He looks up at Atreides. “All else pales in comparison.” 

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Atreides grimaced. "Not an insult. A fact. Soon to be a bloody fact."

“You should try. She’s annoyingly strong.”

Edited February 4 by edgyswordname

[TwinStorm He/Him]

9 minutes ago, edgyswordname said:

“Well that-“ he points to Crusade- “looks like a weapon. And you-“ he points to Atreides- “just called someone else your master, so excuse me if I’m not entirely impressed with your claim to rule. Better to appreciate life’s fleeting beauty than to try and pin it down and wrestle it into submission.” He fingers the spheres. “Like these. Look how pretty they are. Pale, pale white, and dark, dark grey. Look how the shadows spin across them. Beautiful.” He looks up at Atreides. “All else pales in comparison.” 

“You should try. She’s annoyingly strong.”

He gritted his teeth. This insolent fool was annoyingly good with words. "My . . . service is but a step in my Crusade."

"Beauty does not matter. If it fleets, if it does not remain, it is worthless."

"And as for her, I've fought worse."

[Verdance he/him]

1 minute ago, TwinStorm said:

He gritted his teeth. This insolent fool was annoyingly good with words. "My . . . service is but a step in my Crusade."

"Beauty does not matter. If it fleets, if it does not remain, it is worthless."

"And as for her, I've fought worse."

“Hmmm. Okay. Nice talking with you. Good luck taking that next step, this one is pretty… undesirable.” He got up and drew Futility. “Well, I had best get going.”

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, edgyswordname said:

“Hmmm. Okay. Nice talking with you. Good luck taking that next step, this one is pretty… undesirable.” He got up and drew Futility. “Well, I had best get going.”

"I have some questions for you, Narrator."

"Who are you?"

[Verdance he/him]

Just now, TwinStorm said:

"I have some questions for you, Narrator."

"Who are you?"

“Narrator? Not me. I’ve lost too many battles to be one of those. No, I’m just an artist doing some… hands on practice before I start my career. If anyone’s a Narrator, it’s the one who gave me this pen, aaaand, she’s dead. Eaten by a shadow monster. Still have nightmares about that, actually.” He winced.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 minute ago, edgyswordname said:

“Narrator? Not me. I’ve lost too many battles to be one of those. No, I’m just an artist doing some… hands on practice before I start my career. If anyone’s a Narrator, it’s the one who gave me this pen, aaaand, she’s dead. Eaten by a shadow monster. Still have nightmares about that, actually.” He winced.

He smiled. "A sob story? True denizen of the Thread, then."

"Then, why is Malevolence so interested in you?"

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

16 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Atreides grimaced. "Not an insult. A fact. Soon to be a bloody fact."

“Ooh, scary!”

4 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

He gritted his teeth. This insolent fool was annoyingly good with words. "My . . . service is but a step in my Crusade."

"Beauty does not matter. If it fleets, if it does not remain, it is worthless."

"And as for her, I've fought worse."

Egis pats him on the shoulder. “I’m sure you have, dear. Now why don’t you scuttle on back to your ‘master’ and tell him that you failed. All because—why? Oh, yeah—asking nicely didn’t work.”

[Verdance he/him]

Just now, TwinStorm said:

He smiled. "A sob story? True denizen of the Thread, then."

"Then, why is Malevolence so interested in you?"

“Uh, I don’t know. 9/10mmHB#2 fought him, but that was afterwards. I’m pretty sure Rebus made a bet with Malevolence to harass me and a few others because we exist now, but honestly? I don’t know.”

[TwinStorm He/Him]

10 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

“Ooh, scary!”

Egis pats him on the shoulder. “I’m sure you have, dear. Now why don’t you scuttle on back to your ‘master’ and tell him that you failed. All because—why? Oh, yeah—asking nicely didn’t work.”

Atreides stalked past him, ignoring him.

8 minutes ago, edgyswordname said:

“Uh, I don’t know. 9/10mmHB#2 fought him, but that was afterwards. I’m pretty sure Rebus made a bet with Malevolence to harass me and a few others because we exist now, but honestly? I don’t know.”

He sighed. "I have a job to do. Come with me."

[Verdance he/him]

1 minute ago, TwinStorm said:

Atreides stalked past him, ignoring him.

He sighed. "I have a job to do. Come with me."

Inkwell is disinterested. “Yeah, so, I’ve already done the whole ‘Malevolence boss battle’ and that was fun and all but I’m not interested. Cool sword by the way, I wanna make one of those someday.” He popped the spheres into his mouth and swallowed. Sure enough, he felt a reserve of metals in his stomach that burned at his mental touch, a lerasium-steel alloy, which gave him temporary access to the steel which he had swallowed. He flared it, pressing on the blue line that led to Crusade, then slashed a rift in the air before him and stepped through as the sword flew off into the trees. 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 minutes ago, edgyswordname said:

Inkwell is disinterested. “Yeah, so, I’ve already done the whole ‘Malevolence boss battle’ and that was fun and all but I’m not interested. Cool sword by the way, I wanna make one of those someday.” He popped the spheres into his mouth and swallowed. Sure enough, he felt a reserve of metals in his stomach that burned at his mental touch, a lerasium-steel alloy, which gave him temporary access to the steel which he had swallowed. He flared it, pressing on the blue line that led to Crusade, then slashed a rift in the air before him and stepped through as the sword flew off into the trees. 

Atreides cursed, not expecting the movement. Crusade slammed into a stone, wedging itself firmly in the stone. He stalked over. Inkwell had escape.

"Heh." he spat. "Clever. You can go for now. I must talk to Malevolence. Next time we meet though . . ."

He reached down, seizing Crusade and drawing it from the stone.

@NameIess

[NameIess]

1 hour ago, Aeoryi said:

The Guardian's Magenta head let out a shrill laugh that echoed throughout the battlefield. Malevolence's predicament was quite unfortunate. 

"I would've offered for you to join the Guardians of the Plot," Center head hissed at his crippled form, "but it doesn't look like you're quite fit for the cut."

The Guardian's strong strike landed nearby. Magenta shot up some lightning, which arched to the sky and back again. Holding the blade in both hands, he charged with a feral rage, swinging blindly whilest the lightning rained down.

Lmk if I still need to reply to anyone

Malevolence met the Guardian's onslaught, spinning Darkseeker artfully as he deflected blow after blow. Despite his skill, he was unable to do more than hold off its blows. He stumbled backwards, cursing softly as his footing was made unstable by Fog's trickery.

1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Fog sighed. She knew it wouldn't be that easy, but regardless, watching him be crushed would have been very satisfying.

So boring, she sighed, feeling increasingly apathetic for some reason.

No, not for just some reason, she corrected herself.

Mordite shot from the ground every time he stepped, grabbed onto his feet well enough to at least make him stumble, while at most trapping his foot and growing up his leg as it attempted to encase him.

You can leave, you know. Malevolence pointed out. Inkwell got away just fine. The Guardian will likely allow it since you have not attacked him, and I will certainly not chase you. I am satisfied with my performance thus far. Rebus is far behind in our competition.

1 minute ago, TwinStorm said:

Atreides cursed, not expecting the movement. Crusade slammed into a stone, wedging itself firmly in the stone. He stalked over. Inkwell had escape.

"Heh." he spat. "Clever. You can go for now. I must talk to Malevolence. Next time we meet though . . ."

He reached down, seizing Crusade and drawing it from the stone.

@NameIess

A drone appeared next to Atreides. "You wanted to talk with me?" Malevolence sounded tired and out of breath. "I'm rather busy at the moment, so make it quick."

[TwinStorm He/Him]

Just now, NameIess said:

Malevolence met the Guardian's onslaught, spinning Darkseeker artfully as he deflected blow after blow. Despite his skill, he was unable to do more than hold off its blows. He stumbled backwards, cursing softly as his footing was made unstable by Fog's trickery.

You can leave, you know. Malevolence pointed out. Inkwell got away just fine. The Guardian will likely allow it since you have not attacked him, and I will certainly not chase you. I am satisfied with my performance thus far. Rebus is far behind in our competition.

A drone appeared next to Atreides. "You wanted to talk with me?" Malevolence sounded tired and out of breath. "I'm rather busy at the moment, so make it quick."

"Who is this Inkwell? Whoever he is, he's powerful."

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

6 minutes ago, NameIess said:

You can leave, you know. Malevolence pointed out. Inkwell got away just fine. The Guardian will likely allow it since you have not attacked him, and I will certainly not chase you. I am satisfied with my performance thus far. Rebus is far behind in our competition.

She floated lazily above him as the stumbling blocks became sharper to impale his feet.

She shrugged.

Not yet. It's fun to antagonize you.

6 minutes ago, edgyswordname said:

Oh noooowwww he’s busy

XD why can I hear that perfectly lolll

[Aeoryi she/her]

3 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Malevolence met the Guardian's onslaught, spinning Darkseeker artfully as he deflected blow after blow. Despite his skill, he was unable to do more than hold off its blows. He stumbled backwards, cursing softly as his footing was made unstable by Fog's trickery.

With a flash of lightning, the Guardian lunged forward, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up off the ground. The Magenta head let out a growl.

"Malevolence..." Center head said, "Join us..."

Green fire started to trickle up the arm that was holding Malevolence, slowly but surely making its way towards the hand that held the Withergeist. 

"Become one of the Guardians of the Plot..." Magenta added, sizzling with electric power. 

"It is our Prophecy..." Center said, "We need more capable fighters like you to regather the remnants of the Plot." 

"Join us!" Magenta and Center both screamed in unison.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

With a flash of lightning, the Guardian lunged forward, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up off the ground. The Magenta head let out a growl.

"Malevolence..." Center head said, "Join us..."

Green fire started to trickle up the arm that was holding Malevolence, slowly but surely making its way towards the hand that held the Withergeist. 

"Become one of the Guardians of the Plot..." Magenta added, sizzling with electric power. 

"It is our Prophecy..." Center said, "We need more capable fighters like you to regather the remnants of the Plot." 

"Join us!" Magenta and Center both screamed in unison.

ooooo :3

Fog watched curiously above.

[Verdance he/him]

5 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

With a flash of lightning, the Guardian lunged forward, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up off the ground. The Magenta head let out a growl.

"Malevolence..." Center head said, "Join us..."

Green fire started to trickle up the arm that was holding Malevolence, slowly but surely making its way towards the hand that held the Withergeist. 

"Become one of the Guardians of the Plot..." Magenta added, sizzling with electric power. 

"It is our Prophecy..." Center said, "We need more capable fighters like you to regather the remnants of the Plot." 

"Join us!" Magenta and Center both screamed in unison.

Inkwell hesitantly emerged from the rift some good distance away from Malevolence and the Guardian. The guardian had grown a second head and was sporting a wicked magenta and green color scheme that gave off strong Arcadian vibes. Inkwell approved. Near him, an explosion had destroyed the top half of Malevolence’s armor, spraying the ground with mordite shrapnel even as the rest of the suit teleported away. Inkwell cautiously unclipped the empty explosive powder pouch from his belt and used it to pick up a mordite shard. He tightened the pouch and clipped it on his belt. The temporary abilities of a Coinshot disappeared, spooking him. He immediately cut another rift, to a new place, nestled in a valley near the base of a mountain, and hurriedly left the arena.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

Sorry for the wait, everyone! 

On 2/1/2026 at 11:59 PM, Keke said:

she nodded and disappeared. 

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Uh so by shot I mean he moves super fast at rebus mb bro

atlas appears next to the ground hands. She kept herself barely tangent so they couldn't grab her. she summoned a sword and swiped at them

In retrospect, if he had been you’d have described a gun. 
Rebus smiled. “I think I will bet on the super-soldier.” Then he stood there, seeming completely taken by surprise until Kyler was almost close enough to touch. Moving perhaps a dozen times faster than his opponent, Rebus stepped sideways and stuck out his arm to clothesline the other supersoldier. 

On 2/2/2026 at 12:03 AM, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Sick

Asharak stiffened. He left an avatar of himself in his place to continue speaking with Rebus, and retreated into the Mindscape.

To clarify, my idea, if you think this might work, is to have him use the Mindscape as a connection point to keep himself out of Rebus's control while hunting down and driving out the nanomachines in his body.

It was a very long time ago. Before the duel. Before even the party when it was declared.

Rebus spoke in Cricket’s mind. Now, before you try to report this, I’d like to inform you I can kill Rose at any time.

That had been the beginning. The very moment, perhaps, that Cricket made it his very purpose to kill Rebus.

-

The nanomachines immediately began trying to fully hotwire Asharak’s brain and isolate the Mindscape. 

Yeah, that could work. 

On 2/2/2026 at 1:56 AM, NameIess said:

So the two adventurers travelled, and surprisingly (for TLT at least) the forest granted their request. Their journey was both boring and swift, as in a few hour's time they found themselves standing outside of a rather rundown building at the outskirts of the forest. A sign on the wall proudly proclaimed the establishment's esteemed name: Good ol' Gen'ral Store.

Lyric ended his singing with a final refrain of: "April iiis indeed, the month, be-fore May." He peered into the shop's darkened windows, then looked up at the sky, which was quickly becoming the same. "Hello?" He called. "Fine owner of this store, are you there?"

I've got a shopkeeper lined up, tomorrow.

Jack was glad things had gone as well as they did, though perhaps that was a sign of further troubles to come. Troubles like having thrown his money at an insane mall-dweller… He quickly checked his pockets, and was relieved to discover everything but the oil-can still present. 

On 2/2/2026 at 8:02 AM, TwinStorm said:

Atreides sighed. He didn't know how long he could play both sides, but it guaranteed his safety. To some extent. "Yes sir."

Pretty much nothing changed, but the bargain had pretty clearly been made - or rather renewed. 

On 2/2/2026 at 11:23 AM, Aeoryi said:

Desolation scoffed. "You assume I would aid you?" He laughed. "You forget I hold the only Plotblade that allows for future sight in the entire thread."

“Desolation, that is exactly why I believed you would help me. Surely you know at least some of what is coming.” 
-

Rebus was intrigued by the demands of the Guardian. He waited, for his actions rested upon whether they wanted plot or Plot. 

On 2/2/2026 at 9:32 PM, ChipsAHoid said:

Mischief began chewing on it

7 hours ago, NameIess said:

Omen also knew all about chaos. The Dreamsmith had told him of it, days before plot became commonplace. The Dreamsmith seemed to find those days nostalgic, but Omen had always thought they sounded awful. "Would you please listen? The Thread could be destroyed! You and everyone you know would be doomed!"

Meat had been listening, in fact. Since danger was great, and kelp and sea slugs clearly belonged in the ocean, they were. Omen would probably be fine - Meat had no money, after all, and couldn’t pay his - but Mischief might be just like the music. 

Spoiler

… Drowned out. 

 

4 hours ago, edgyswordname said:

Inkwell would help, except he has no idea Fog needs help and 9/10mmHB#2 won’t tell him because of fear of Malevolence. In fact, 9/10mmHB#2 has reverted to his original plan of trying to reduce Inkwell’s plot relevance as much as possible, because he is a jerk.

The smear of ink within the sketchbook uncoiled, slithering its way into the bindings to hide. Nothing else happened - Inkwell had a tendency to remain synchronous and escape, which demanded an even slower burn than usual. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, edgyswordname said:

Inkwell hesitantly emerged from the rift some good distance away from Malevolence and the Guardian. The guardian had grown a second head and was sporting a wicked magenta and green color scheme that gave off strong Arcadian vibes. Inkwell approved. Near him, an explosion had destroyed the top half of Malevolence’s armor, spraying the ground with mordite shrapnel even as the rest of the suit teleported away. Inkwell cautiously unclipped the empty explosive powder pouch from his belt and used it to pick up a mordite shard. He tightened the pouch and clipped it on his belt. The temporary abilities of a Coinshot disappeared, spooking him. He immediately cut another rift, to a new place, nestled in a valley near the base of a mountain, and hurriedly left the arena.

ohh? :3

[Verdance he/him]

2 minutes ago, DragonHeir said:

Sorry for the wait, everyone! 

In retrospect, if he had been you’d have described a gun. 
Rebus smiled. “I think I will bet on the super-soldier.” Then he stood there, seeming completely taken by surprise until Kyler was almost close enough to touch. Moving perhaps a dozen times faster than his opponent, Rebus stepped sideways and stuck out his arm to clothesline the other supersoldier. 

It was a very long time ago. Before the duel. Before even the party when it was declared.

Rebus spoke in Cricket’s mind. Now, before you try to report this, I’d like to inform you I can kill Rose at any time.

That had been the beginning. The very moment, perhaps, that Cricket made it his very purpose to kill Rebus.

-

The nanomachines immediately began trying to fully hotwire Asharak’s brain and isolate the Mindscape. 

Yeah, that could work. 

Jack was glad things had gone as well as they did, though perhaps that was a sign of further troubles to come. Troubles like having thrown his money at an insane mall-dweller… He quickly checked his pockets, and was relieved to discover everything but the oil-can still present. 

Pretty much nothing changed, but the bargain had pretty clearly been made - or rather renewed. 

“Desolation, that is exactly why I believed you would help me. Surely you know at least some of what is coming.” 
-

Rebus was intrigued by the demands of the Guardian. He waited, for his actions rested upon whether they wanted plot or Plot. 

Meat had been listening, in fact. Since danger was great, and kelp and sea slugs clearly belonged in the ocean, they were. Omen would probably be fine - Meat had no money, after all, and couldn’t pay his - but Mischief might be just like the music. 

  Reveal hidden contents

… Drowned out. 

 

The smear of ink within the sketchbook uncoiled, slithering its way into the bindings to hide. Nothing else happened - Inkwell had a tendency to remain synchronous and escape, which demanded an even slower burn than usual. 

Ooh! Fascinating! 
 

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ohh? :3

I@9 have felt outclassed for far too long.

Edited February 4 by edgyswordname

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 minutes ago, DragonHeir said:

Sorry for the wait, everyone! 

In retrospect, if he had been you’d have described a gun. 
Rebus smiled. “I think I will bet on the super-soldier.” Then he stood there, seeming completely taken by surprise until Kyler was almost close enough to touch. Moving perhaps a dozen times faster than his opponent, Rebus stepped sideways and stuck out his arm to clothesline the other supersoldier. 

It was a very long time ago. Before the duel. Before even the party when it was declared.

Rebus spoke in Cricket’s mind. Now, before you try to report this, I’d like to inform you I can kill Rose at any time.

That had been the beginning. The very moment, perhaps, that Cricket made it his very purpose to kill Rebus.

-

The nanomachines immediately began trying to fully hotwire Asharak’s brain and isolate the Mindscape. 

Yeah, that could work. 

Jack was glad things had gone as well as they did, though perhaps that was a sign of further troubles to come. Troubles like having thrown his money at an insane mall-dweller… He quickly checked his pockets, and was relieved to discover everything but the oil-can still present. 

Pretty much nothing changed, but the bargain had pretty clearly been made - or rather renewed. 

“Desolation, that is exactly why I believed you would help me. Surely you know at least some of what is coming.” 
-

Rebus was intrigued by the demands of the Guardian. He waited, for his actions rested upon whether they wanted plot or Plot. 

Meat had been listening, in fact. Since danger was great, and kelp and sea slugs clearly belonged in the ocean, they were. Omen would probably be fine - Meat had no money, after all, and couldn’t pay his - but Mischief might be just like the music. 

  Reveal hidden contents

… Drowned out. 

 

The smear of ink within the sketchbook uncoiled, slithering its way into the bindings to hide. Nothing else happened - Inkwell had a tendency to remain synchronous and escape, which demanded an even slower burn than usual. 

Atreides hated the deal, personally. The Crusade needed to continue, and Rebus was a dangerous enemy. Chaisler showed that much. Rebus had torn his entire life apart to get to him.

Edited February 4 by TwinStorm

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

4 minutes ago, DragonHeir said:

It was a very long time ago. Before the duel. Before even the party when it was declared.

Rebus spoke in Cricket’s mind. Now, before you try to report this, I’d like to inform you I can kill Rose at any time.

That had been the beginning. The very moment, perhaps, that Cricket made it his very purpose to kill Rebus.

-

The nanomachines immediately began trying to fully hotwire Asharak’s brain and isolate the Mindscape. 

Yeah, that could work. 

Dark Cep smiled, though Rebus couldn't see it—or him.

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Ok interesting point. The Mindscape is basically Narration. I assume the nanomachines are also some form of that?

[Aeoryi she/her]

8 minutes ago, DragonHeir said:

“Desolation, that is exactly why I believed you would help me. Surely you know at least some of what is coming.” 

"Ah yes. The future." Desolation said. "It is interesting that a Narrator has come to beg me to aid them." 

He slapped Rebus across the face. "You believe that I would come help you? Rebus, there is only room for one antagonist in this thread. Your reign was cute, but it's time to let the adults take over."