The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

22 minutes ago, DragonHeir said:

Rebus blinked. That had been quick. 

1. Yes - they can innately read the posts in the Thread, though there are exceptions. 
2. No - they have to know what something would do, but their magic is again on a metafictional level, altering descriptions of things. 
3. Though he was once shorter than himself, he’s now perhaps the third-tallest in a room - regardless of who’s in that room. Once again, for weird metafictional reasons, however you picture him is sorta canon. 

Alright

Now I need to give this guy a proper-ish name

"Hello, Rebus, Renamed. I am Corvus. Now, how do fight the Witherlord?"

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 hour ago, DragonHeir said:

The man scowled. He’d only found it last week, but he’d already felt it was almost part of him. “Begone, foul misty stone long reptile thing - er, serpent!” The man spun, chopping wildly at the frightening Guardian. 

Rebus nodded back, approvingly. 
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“Indeed. I’d also prefer it if you stopped trying to kill me.” 
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Rebus gave a genuine smile, taking the sting of the gel with no reaction. 
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The first couple hit him, the explosions cracking the mended carapace. Then he snatched one from the air, and threw it back at the robots. 

What happened to the lumberjack? 

Rebus blinked. That had been quick. 

1. Yes - they can innately read the posts in the Thread, though there are exceptions. 
2. No - they have to know what something would do, but their magic is again on a metafictional level, altering descriptions of things. 
3. Though he was once shorter than himself, he’s now perhaps the third-tallest in a room - regardless of who’s in that room. Once again, for weird metafictional reasons, however you picture him is sorta canon. 

The Lumberjack, temporarily stunned, continued to hunt his prey, raising his ax as the man whistled a particularly bad tune.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

5 hours ago, DragonHeir said:

The Prismite abruptly converted, a few leftover fragments blasted into the air with a bang. 

The man finally noticed, and drew Dramatic Irony - though it was long after what would be expected from the noise. His grip was poor, the blade pointed downward, but his stance and footwork were very very good. The meaning of this was unlikely to be ascertained, for obvious reasons. 

The nanomachines, though diminishing, began to consume the ground to restock their number. 
Rebus had slipped the object - whatever it was - into his sleeve.“You’re not the only thousand-page callback to be found.” He smiled. “Now please, either make an attempt at bargaining, show yourself, or leave us to our training montage. I would rather not have to call you a decrepit excuse for a Narrator, nor blackmail Ribbon.” 

“Indeed. Ask around for a Narrator, and one should come into existence - if your Author creates them, they’ll lack the plot armor that protects even, say, Utility.” 

“Tone,” Rebus explained. “Emotional context matters, almost more than actual power does.” 
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“I’m making something that could be used to face the Witherlord head-on, but I need quite a lot of Prismite to do it.  In fact, given your feelings on Narrators, this could benefit us both - I would have to strip your brother of his powers.” 
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“Actually, being a ‘magic guy’ gives me a few substances I’d react poorly to. You wouldn’t be using them, of course.” 
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Amoebus burst to life, Mordite carapace springing from his skin to block the blades - for even an entity such as him could be harmed by Mordite. He drew himself up, broken body merging together into a mass of Mordite and nanotech, and literally growled. 

“You’re right. You shouldn’t trust me in the slightest,” Rebus whispered, essentially inaudible. 

I’ll note Fog is either lying or misinformed - presumably on purpose. Rebus is trying to get to an alternate universe, but that’s inside the Thread, and is not to be reached by ship. 
Rebus looked around, a little surprised by the stillness, then continued to walk. He’d brought utility fog, of course - he’d seen bloodsucking flies assail the Traveler, and wanted no part in that - but refrained from bringing a vehicle; this journey deserved respect. 

Jack, still holding the coin, wandered blearily after him. 
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Rebus smiled. “I can provide some instruction, should you wish to trust me.” 

She huffed at the thousand page comment, and the mist enshrouded Rebus and Atlas completely, lifting them off the ground so the nanomachines couldn't feed. She tore the two people from each other, and Atlas went spiraling off into the mist. Fog herself still wondered what that little machine was . . .

. . . Did he say Ribbon? But Ribbon was dead . . .

Hmm.

Ah, well. She'd just do a better job of killing her next time.

The mist formed into several large Mordite blades which speared Rebus through.

@Keke

5 hours ago, DragonHeir said:

The man scowled. He’d only found it last week, but he’d already felt it was almost part of him. “Begone, foul misty stone long reptile thing - er, serpent!” The man spun, chopping wildly at the frightening Guardian. 

Rebus nodded back, approvingly. 
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“Indeed. I’d also prefer it if you stopped trying to kill me.” 
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Rebus gave a genuine smile, taking the sting of the gel with no reaction. 
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The first couple hit him, the explosions cracking the mended carapace. Then he snatched one from the air, and threw it back at the robots. 

What happened to the lumberjack? 

Rebus blinked. That had been quick. 

1. Yes - they can innately read the posts in the Thread, though there are exceptions. 
2. No - they have to know what something would do, but their magic is again on a metafictional level, altering descriptions of things. 
3. Though he was once shorter than himself, he’s now perhaps the third-tallest in a room - regardless of who’s in that room. Once again, for weird metafictional reasons, however you picture him is sorta canon. 

I always imagined him as short for a dude- not obscenely so, but like . . . 5'4"-ish.

lol

[Honors Spectral Image She/her]

when Isabel got to the other side of the portal she saw, earth, her home world. It was exactly as she remembered it, the perpetual fires, the unending gunshots, the rivers of blood, and worst of all the ominous ever present darkness and blood rain.

she looked around for a place to stay away from the blood and eventually found a hole above a river that was still a little sticky from when the rivers had raised higher and carved it out like a red shovel of destruction. She took the bird out of her pocket as it was getting restless at all the noises and she held it close to the warmth of her neck and placed it in the crook where her shoulder met her neck.

and as she sat there that… night? All she could think was that this was a bad idea, but her hands never strayed to her ticket back that lay in a scabbard on her waist 

[Shatter He/Him]

19 hours ago, Honors Ghost said:

when Isabel got to the other side of the portal she saw, earth, her home world. It was exactly as she remembered it, the perpetual fires, the unending gunshots, the rivers of blood, and worst of all the ominous ever present darkness and blood rain.

she looked around for a place to stay away from the blood and eventually found a hole above a river that was still a little sticky from when the rivers had raised higher and carved it out like a red shovel of destruction. She took the bird out of her pocket as it was getting restless at all the noises and she held it close to the warmth of her neck and placed it in the crook where her shoulder met her neck.

and as she sat there that… night? All she could think was that this was a bad idea, but her hands never strayed to her ticket back that lay in a scabbard on her waist 

holy...

[Honors Spectral Image She/her]

22 minutes ago, Shatter said:

holy...

I was havin a bad day cut me some slack

[Keke They/he]

On 2/28/2026 at 7:48 PM, DragonHeir said:

Rebus nodded back, approvingly. 
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“Indeed. I’d also prefer it if you stopped trying to kill me.” 
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Rebus gave a genuine smile, taking the sting of the gel with no reaction. 
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The first couple hit him, the explosions cracking the mended carapace. Then he snatched one from the air, and threw it back at the robots. 

Atlas tried mimicking the move again, this time she kept her arms steady so she didnt fall. 

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Cyrus nodded “fine, a temporary truce.” He stood up “lets head to my ship.”

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she sat down next to him. “Hey fath.. uh rebus. This world you live in. It’s really … scary? I geuss. Well i mean. It seems a lot of people dont like you very much. Are you.. the villian in this story?”

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jack walked in on this. “What the hell?” He stuttered and listened as a robot filled him in. He grabbed two daggers and charged at Ameobus. 

On 2/27/2026 at 7:43 AM, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Cep shakes his head. "She's stuck with it. Unless maybe Father can undo it. His work is ..rather permanent."

Didnt i offer you put a barrier up??

On 2/27/2026 at 3:25 PM, Shatter said:

Ryna smiled thinly. "What's it like on the planet we're going to?"

She shrugged “i dunno.”

On 3/1/2026 at 12:55 AM, Through The Living Glass said:

She huffed at the thousand page comment, and the mist enshrouded Rebus and Atlas completely, lifting them off the ground so the nanomachines couldn't feed. She tore the two people from each other, and Atlas went spiraling off into the mist. Fog herself still wondered what that little machine was . . .

. . . Did he say Ribbon? But Ribbon was dead . . .

Hmm.

Ah, well. She'd just do a better job of killing her next time.

The mist formed into several large Mordite blades which speared Rebus through.

@Keke

I always imagined him as short for a dude- not obscenely so, but like . . . 5'4"-ish.

lol

Atlas gasped but remembered its just one clone. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

19 minutes ago, Keke said:

Atlas tried mimicking the move again, this time she kept her arms steady so she didnt fall. 

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Cyrus nodded “fine, a temporary truce.” He stood up “lets head to my ship.”

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she sat down next to him. “Hey fath.. uh rebus. This world you live in. It’s really … scary? I geuss. Well i mean. It seems a lot of people dont like you very much. Are you.. the villian in this story?”

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jack walked in on this. “What the hell?” He stuttered and listened as a robot filled him in. He grabbed two daggers and charged at Ameobus. 

Didnt i offer you put a barrier up??

She shrugged “i dunno.”

Atlas gasped but remembered its just one clone. 

You did. He said it wouldn't work. I suppose Erryin is welcome to try tho...

[Keke They/he]

4 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

You did. He said it wouldn't work. I suppose Erryin is welcome to try tho...

Oh okay i didnt rememebr So like i have no idea what im supposed to do now

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

3 minutes ago, Keke said:

Oh okay i didnt rememebr So like i have no idea what im supposed to do now

Interact with them. Ideally poke some questions.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

On 2/28/2026 at 4:44 PM, NameIess said:

Unintelligible nodded. "Of course." He frowned. "Although... I have no idea how to teach you how to use a Plotblade. I never had much luck finding a useful one, so I never really gained much experience using one."

Aelinor nodded slowly, dropping Conflict. It puffed into blue mist as soon as it left her hands.

”I think I need to visit the Dreamsmith,” she said softly, looking at her hands. “How would I go about finding him? Sequence never really told me how she did it.”

[xinoehp512 he/him]

On 2/27/2026 at 3:58 PM, Through The Living Glass said:

It cooed happily.

She grinned.

"Go stop Rebus and the others from leaving the Thread. They've built a ship of some kind to escape on . . ."

"Which Rebus, my lady?"

On 2/28/2026 at 7:06 PM, DragonHeir said:

I’ll note Fog is either lying or misinformed - presumably on purpose. Rebus is trying to get to an alternate universe, but that’s inside the Thread, and is not to be reached by ship. 
Rebus looked around, a little surprised by the stillness, then continued to walk. He’d brought utility fog, of course - he’d seen bloodsucking flies assail the Traveler, and wanted no part in that - but refrained from bringing a vehicle; this journey deserved respect. 

All of sudden, the trees stilled. Then, one by one, they began to flake away into dust.

In the distance was a figure in black armor. He turned, facing Rebus.

"Welcome," he said.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 hours ago, Keke said:

Atlas tried mimicking the move again, this time she kept her arms steady so she didnt fall. 

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Cyrus nodded “fine, a temporary truce.” He stood up “lets head to my ship.”

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she sat down next to him. “Hey fath.. uh rebus. This world you live in. It’s really … scary? I geuss. Well i mean. It seems a lot of people dont like you very much. Are you.. the villian in this story?”

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jack walked in on this. “What the hell?” He stuttered and listened as a robot filled him in. He grabbed two daggers and charged at Ameobus. 

Didnt i offer you put a barrier up??

She shrugged “i dunno.”

Atlas gasped but remembered its just one clone. 

The mist began tearing her apart again.

For Hawks' eyes only ;3

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I'm going to send you somewhere safe, with a new face and identity. Okay? a gentle voice said. It sounded like Fog, but . . . different.

Don't panic. Don't reveal who you are to anyone except in secret. Choose a new name for yourself.

 

 

 

11 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Which Rebus, my lady?"

All of sudden, the trees stilled. Then, one by one, they began to flake away into dust.

In the distance was a figure in black armor. He turned, facing Rebus.

"Welcome," he said.

"Right," she sighed.

"Whichever one you want, I suppose. Whoever's on the ship."

[Keke They/he]

2 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Interact with them. Ideally poke some questions.

Erryin sat down next to cep. “So … how long were you apart?”

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

The mist began tearing her apart again.

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I'm going to send you somewhere safe, with a new face and identity. Okay? a gentle voice said. It sounded like Fog, but . . . different.

Don't panic. Don't reveal who you are to anyone except in secret. Choose a new name for yourself.

 

 

 

"Right," she sighed.

"Whichever one you want, I suppose. Whoever's on the ship."

 

Atlas tried forcing herself to not tear apart.

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atlas spun. “No no! I refuse i wont leave them i cant lose them!” She choked out and swung Fallen Hero at the air where the voice came from. 

 

 

 

 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

7 minutes ago, Keke said:

Erryin sat down next to cep. “So … how long were you apart?”

 

Atlas tried forcing herself to not tear apart.

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atlas spun. “No no! I refuse i wont leave them i cant lose them!” She choked out and swung Fallen Hero at the air where the voice came from. 

 

 

 

 

Cep sighed. "Twelve years."

Aeryn shook her head. "It's been seventeen."

Cep looked at her in shock. "It can't have been."

Aeryn waves her hand. A blue "24" appears over Cep's head, and "25" over Aeryn's.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

5 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Cep sighed. "Twelve years."

Aeryn shook her head. "It's been seventeen."

Cep looked at her in shock. "It can't have been."

Aeryn waves her hand. A blue "24" appears over Cep's head, and "25" over Aeryn's.

“Time is asynchronous in the Thread,” Taeidin offers. 

[Keke They/he]

5 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Cep sighed. "Twelve years."

Aeryn shook her head. "It's been seventeen."

Cep looked at her in shock. "It can't have been."

Aeryn waves her hand. A blue "24" appears over Cep's head, and "25" over Aeryn's.

erryin nodded. “So only a bit huh?” 

 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

8 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

“Time is asynchronous in the Thread,” Taeidin offers. 

"Evidently," Cep sighs.

7 minutes ago, Keke said:

erryin nodded. “So only a bit huh?” 

 

"Well, half his life, and more than half of mine. We were kids last time. Now...well. A lot has happened."

"Speaking of," Cep interjects, "what happened while I was in here? I felt people die."

[Keke They/he]

10 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

"Evidently," Cep sighs.

"Well, half his life, and more than half of mine. We were kids last time. Now...well. A lot has happened."

"Speaking of," Cep interjects, "what happened while I was in here? I felt people die."

erryin nodded remembering their life was longer then the average humans. Though ceps statment caused them to pause. “Yeah a lot of things happened. Sequence died, then cricket was killed by rebus and bacon the bard died. Though i dont know how he passed.” 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, Keke said:

erryin nodded remembering their life was longer then the average humans. Though ceps statment caused them to pause. “Yeah a lot of things happened. Sequence died, then cricket was killed by rebus and bacon the bard died. Though i dont know how he passed.” 

"Well. rust. Damn. Does that mean Rebus got the Lost Pages?"

Cep paused. "Wait. How old are you?"

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

46 minutes ago, Keke said:

erryin nodded remembering their life was longer then the average humans. Though ceps statment caused them to pause. “Yeah a lot of things happened. Sequence died, then cricket was killed by rebus and bacon the bard died. Though i dont know how he passed.” 

Taeidin frowned. “How long have we been in here?”

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

On 2/28/2026 at 9:51 PM, Aeoryi said:

The draconic head laughed, before moving in closer, unbothered by the flailing of the man. "Well, friend, what is your name?" She shifted a bit to stare right into the eyes of the man. "Perhaps you could accompany me with the blade, as a sort of compromise. How about that?"

The man frowned. “No offense, but you seem kinda evil. Dark mist isn’t usually a good sign.” Then his blade glowed, and he blinked. “Actually, you don’t seem so bad. Sure!” 

On 2/28/2026 at 10:48 PM, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Asharak drew Nick for the first time. It cut a line diagonally upward through the air in front of him, and from the cut spread a green shield of force, absorbing the explosion and then fading. Asharak resheated Nick, which resumed its normal space-shifting.

Rebus nodded, bringing down the shield and taking the medallion out of its clamp. “Nameless held it without explosions - I suspect it needs someone to shape the power.” 
I was reading the archives for flashback material, and found Asharak’s introduction. 

On 2/28/2026 at 10:48 PM, KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren said:

Alright

Now I need to give this guy a proper-ish name

"Hello, Rebus, Renamed. I am Corvus. Now, how do fight the Witherlord?"

“I’m building a weapon to defeat him, but I need magical power beyond that of a single Narrator.” 

On 2/28/2026 at 11:16 PM, TwinStorm said:

The Lumberjack, temporarily stunned, continued to hunt his prey, raising his ax as the man whistled a particularly bad tune.

The tree monster slunk through the branches, positioning itself right above the musically undistinguished lumberjack. 

On 3/1/2026 at 2:55 AM, Through The Living Glass said:

She huffed at the thousand page comment, and the mist enshrouded Rebus and Atlas completely, lifting them off the ground so the nanomachines couldn't feed. She tore the two people from each other, and Atlas went spiraling off into the mist. Fog herself still wondered what that little machine was . . .

. . . Did he say Ribbon? But Ribbon was dead . . .

Hmm.

Ah, well. She'd just do a better job of killing her next time.

The mist formed into several large Mordite blades which speared Rebus through.

@Keke

I always imagined him as short for a dude- not obscenely so, but like . . . 5'4"-ish.

lol

Rebus hovered in the air, anger beginning to build, then abruptly dropped to the ground. The blades stabbed into empty air, swooping downwards after the Narrator. Just as they were about to reach him, Rebus summoned his Narrationblade… and parried, knocking aside the deadly blades. 
“Ribbon’s dead?” He asked. “Ah. And you’re the one responsible. There’s a reason I haven’t attempted to bond myself to Mordite.” 
Perhaps that’s Bacon’s fault. 

4 hours ago, Keke said:

Atlas tried mimicking the move again, this time she kept her arms steady so she didnt fall. 

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Cyrus nodded “fine, a temporary truce.” He stood up “lets head to my ship.”

-

she sat down next to him. “Hey fath.. uh rebus. This world you live in. It’s really … scary? I geuss. Well i mean. It seems a lot of people dont like you very much. Are you.. the villian in this story?”

-

jack walked in on this. “What the hell?” He stuttered and listened as a robot filled him in. He grabbed two daggers and charged at Ameobus. 

Atlas gasped but remembered its just one clone. 

Rebus nodded approvingly. 
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Rebus smiled, following him. The imprisoned clone watched, resolved to remaining where he was. 

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“You’re safer here than you might think, though the Witherlord might change that.” Rebus gave a wan smile. “I’m not the villain of this story - the Witherlord is. But I was the last one.” 
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Ameobus’s head snapped around, and he sneered. In a violent burst of movement, he tore an arm - sword and all - from a robot, then stood ready to face his new foe. 

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Very good, came Rebus’s voice. My physical body is ephemeral and irrelevant - to survive what Fog is doing, you may need to be the same. 

1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

All of sudden, the trees stilled. Then, one by one, they began to flake away into dust.

In the distance was a figure in black armor. He turned, facing Rebus.

"Welcome," he said.

Rebus bowed his head. That was either the Destroyer or Onyx himself, and either deserved at least a semblance of respect. “Thank you,” he replied, voice - and hearing - amplified by his technology. “My name is Rebus.” 

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

2 minutes ago, DragonHeir said:

“I’m building a weapon to defeat him, but I need magical power beyond that of a single Narrator.” 

"What kind of weapon is this?" Corvus paused. "There is also something you should know. From Battle for the Sandwich, Page 514:"

On 2/22/2026 at 11:19 AM, Ashkaloda said:

I bash the bald man in the face with a frying pan and snatch the sandwich after he collapses, side-glancing over at Clone. “I couldn’t help but notice your counterpart’s conversation. Rebus is not wrong, but he is sorely lacking for information. Narrators could indeed come here in the full extent of their powers; it has happened before, and if it did again, the Ennullers do not hold enough sway in this thread to restrict Narration. It would be catastrophic for Authors who are both active here and have a Narrator in TLT, but that applies basically only to me. The Witherlord could come here too, though the extent of his powers would be determined by our collective initial reaction to him. He can only do what we accept that he can do. If we accepted that he has the ability to destroy the sandwich, then he could. Elsewise, he could not. He cannot be contained in any way other than complete banishment from a thread itself, as he can always pass through the Void, which exists outside and separate from anything that exists in any Thread. His arrival here holds promise as a way to defeat him; the very thin amount of restrictions due to Plot would make it so others would hold an unfair amount of power over him, making it very easy to kill him in an instant. Alternatively, his arrival could also make him ridiculously ever more powerful, especially with the precedent set by the dreamscape and the Author Blade. It all depends entirely on our initial reaction.” I shrug. “Now, if people were to bring Plotblades over here, those would almost certainly have a great effect on this thread due to their nature.” 

 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

5 minutes ago, DragonHeir said:

Rebus nodded, bringing down the shield and taking the medallion out of its clamp. “Nameless held it without explosions - I suspect it needs someone to shape the power.” 
I was reading the archives for flashback material, and found Asharak’s introduction. 

Oh really? Where was it?

"Ah, that makes some sense. Do you think you can do that?"

 

@NameIess

Myles watched this fragment of one he had once called son, and sighed. What had that boy gotten himself into now.

He called out to the Witherlord. "Well, I found one attempt against you—it seems this Rebus fellow is trying to make Luxite to use against you."

[Unintelligenius he/him]

Bob stood still and held his breath, anxiously waiting to see what would happen. He breathed out in disappointment as the magical necklace didn't turn the wind into a human. "I guess we'll have to find another way to defeat you," he muttered to the wind. He wandered off, looking for a store that might have a stronger container to capture the wind in.

@Through The Living Glass