The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Keke They/he]

31 minutes ago, Through the Living Shadow said:

An ethereal seeming person emerged. He’d spoken to Salt before, but he had disappeared for various reasons. “Hello! You have questions?” He tipped a nonexistent hat. “Friendly neighborhood Scribe, at your service.” He looked to @Aeoryi. “You mean to say that you summoned the Whitherlord? Woah. I’ve a friend confronting them now, but it’s a bit inactive, I’m afraid.”

salt gasped gasped forward hugging him tightly. For... well confusing reasons as he had brief interactions with salt. 

[Aeoryi she/her]

37 minutes ago, Through the Living Shadow said:

An ethereal seeming person emerged. He’d spoken to Salt before, but he had disappeared for various reasons. “Hello! You have questions?” He tipped a nonexistent hat. “Friendly neighborhood Scribe, at your service.” He looked to @Aeoryi. “You mean to say that you summoned the Whitherlord? Woah. I’ve a friend confronting them now, but it’s a bit inactive, I’m afraid.”

"'h's are silent in most languages," Ribbon grumbled.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

14 minutes ago, Keke said:

salt gasped gasped forward hugging him tightly. For... well confusing reasons as he had brief interactions with salt. 

7 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

"'h's are silent in most languages," Ribbon grumbled.

“What do you need help with?”

[Through The Living Star She/Her]

On 5/30/2026 at 12:19 PM, Keke said:

"i dont have money."

"Oh, I don't mean that kind of price." The inn owner laughs. "I just want you to take me along with you!" 

[Keke They/he]

13 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

"'h's are silent in most languages," Ribbon grumbled.

salt giggled

13 hours ago, Through the Living Shadow said:

“What do you need help with?”

salt rubbed her head. "Okay so, we kinda awakened a plot blade that wants all the other plotblades to combine with it so it can become like big. Anyways it almost got fallen hero, m-the blade erryin was holding onto since atlas died and it needs someone worthy. Anyways they took it away and now we are lost and confused and all the Elder Authors have gone extinct and im totally not panicking and im sane! Hehehahaha" she said quickly. 

13 hours ago, Through The Living Star said:

"Oh, I don't mean that kind of price." The inn owner laughs. "I just want you to take me along with you!" 

Eli blinked. "Oh, okay then. Uh does the ship fly in space and have a hyper drive?"

[Aeoryi she/her]

53 minutes ago, Keke said:

salt giggled

salt rubbed her head. "Okay so, we kinda awakened a plot blade that wants all the other plotblades to combine with it so it can become like big. Anyways it almost got fallen hero, m-the blade erryin was holding onto since atlas died and it needs someone worthy. Anyways they took it away and now we are lost and confused and all the Elder Authors have gone extinct and im totally not panicking and im sane! Hehehahaha" she said quickly. 

Eli blinked. "Oh, okay then. Uh does the ship fly in space and have a hyper drive?"

"To be more specific, there appears to be something extremely powerful threatening the thread with an agenda for plotblades," Ribbon said.

[Verdance he/him]

Creative entropy killed the ‘elder authors’?

sick

[Through The Living Star She/Her]

9 hours ago, Keke said:

Eli blinked. "Oh, okay then. Uh does the ship fly in space and have a hyper drive?"

"Of course!" the man says. Ennalee stares at him. 

Why is he so willing to help us? Enna sends silently. 

I'm not sure, Ennalee replies. But I think we better find out. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

11 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

"To be more specific, there appears to be something extremely powerful threatening the thread with an agenda for plotblades," Ribbon said.

@Keke

“That…” He stopped, placing a hand on his stomach and heaving on the sidewalk that appeared next to him. A little, small bug thing fell from his mouth, growing in size until it resembled a figure, disfigured. The Scribe froze.

The figure, disfigured, spoke.

”I may be able to help here. I am proxy for the Eldritch Author, itirSp.” The figure, disfigured, smiled. “Currently, I have one Plotblade, Retcon. If I perform a ritual to assume ownership of the actions that summoned the Witherlord, I can use the Plotblade to banish it. I had attempted to give myself an in to this process, but it didn’t quite work. I’ll have to start at square one, and need access to Nameless’ mind space.”

The figure, disfigured, offered a phone. “I’ll keep in touch with the two of you.”

It nodded, then disappeared.

The Scribe unfroze, confused. “Sorry, I… I think I lost my lunch there.”

He laughed.

”What were we talking about?”

[Keke They/he]

22 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

"To be more specific, there appears to be something extremely powerful threatening the thread with an agenda for plotblades," Ribbon said.

"that."

15 hours ago, Verdance said:

Creative entropy killed the ‘elder authors’?

sick

Huh?

13 hours ago, Through The Living Star said:

"Of course!" the man says. Ennalee stares at him. 

Why is he so willing to help us? Enna sends silently. 

I'm not sure, Ennalee replies. But I think we better find out. 

eli nodded. "Sure, lets get going.:

10 hours ago, Through the Living Shadow said:

@Keke

“That…” He stopped, placing a hand on his stomach and heaving on the sidewalk that appeared next to him. A little, small bug thing fell from his mouth, growing in size until it resembled a figure, disfigured. The Scribe froze.

The figure, disfigured, spoke.

”I may be able to help here. I am proxy for the Eldritch Author, itirSp.” The figure, disfigured, smiled. “Currently, I have one Plotblade, Retcon. If I perform a ritual to assume ownership of the actions that summoned the Witherlord, I can use the Plotblade to banish it. I had attempted to give myself an in to this process, but it didn’t quite work. I’ll have to start at square one, and need access to Nameless’ mind space.”

The figure, disfigured, offered a phone. “I’ll keep in touch with the two of you.”

It nodded, then disappeared.

The Scribe unfroze, confused. “Sorry, I… I think I lost my lunch there.”

He laughed.

”What were we talking about?”

salt looked at the phone then at the Scribe. "Well I suppose my call for authors worked. Hey uh itsirp or whatever, yeah talk to erryin! Hawks wants erryin to get some form of in back to tlt from hawks' absence, and they are goodish with mindscapes."

[Aeoryi she/her]

10 hours ago, Through the Living Shadow said:

@Keke

“That…” He stopped, placing a hand on his stomach and heaving on the sidewalk that appeared next to him. A little, small bug thing fell from his mouth, growing in size until it resembled a figure, disfigured. The Scribe froze.

The figure, disfigured, spoke.

”I may be able to help here. I am proxy for the Eldritch Author, itirSp.” The figure, disfigured, smiled. “Currently, I have one Plotblade, Retcon. If I perform a ritual to assume ownership of the actions that summoned the Witherlord, I can use the Plotblade to banish it. I had attempted to give myself an in to this process, but it didn’t quite work. I’ll have to start at square one, and need access to Nameless’ mind space.”

The figure, disfigured, offered a phone. “I’ll keep in touch with the two of you.”

It nodded, then disappeared.

The Scribe unfroze, confused. “Sorry, I… I think I lost my lunch there.”

He laughed.

”What were we talking about?”

Ribbon shook her head at both the scribe and the Eldritch narrator who had been kind enough to interrupt.

"That's right. Ancient evil of the plotblade variety."

She pocketed the phone, but made a mental note not to touch it. Others didn't need to be involved.

9 minutes ago, Keke said:

"that."

Huh?

eli nodded. "Sure, lets get going.:

salt looked at the phone then at the Scribe. "Well I suppose my call for authors worked. Hey uh itsirp or whatever, yeah talk to erryin! Hawks wants erryin to get some form of in back to tlt from hawks' absence, and they are goodish with mindscapes."

"Maybe we need a new MAJOR CHARACTER," ribbon proposed, "it's been too long since we've had one."

[Keke They/he]

6 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

Ribbon shook her head at both the scribe and the Eldritch narrator who had been kind enough to interrupt.

"That's right. Ancient evil of the plotblade variety."

She pocketed the phone, but made a mental note not to touch it. Others didn't need to be involved.

"Maybe we need a new MAJOR CHARACTER," ribbon proposed, "it's been too long since we've had one."

she folded her arms and huffed. "Im a major character!" She said offended. "Plus some other of my authors, though time and one of our fello major authors has been busy."

[Aeoryi she/her]

12 minutes ago, Keke said:

she folded her arms and huffed. "Im a major character!" She said offended. "Plus some other of my authors, though time and one of our fello major authors has been busy."

"Oh, okay." Ribbon did not seem convinced.

[Verdance he/him]

8 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

"Maybe we need a new MAJOR CHARACTER," ribbon proposed, "it's been too long since we've had one."

Night observes the exchange. Well, it was always her role to support those who would rise up in the Thread. It seemed that her schedule would just have to be accelerated.

But who was new to the Thread? The pair of Vlanis and Mistair had already resolved their arcs. Ennalee seemed to be on some sort of an arc, although both doing much at the moment. She also had no idea what the Scribe was doing, or the figure disfigured. 

Night longed for the days of cold wars with the Wind over Bob. Perhaps Kevin, or Harold? What really seemed to be threatening the Thread was the looming apathy. It stunk of Flaws, who seemed to be killing Authors here by giving them better things to do. Awful.

If she were to save the Thread, not just from entropy, but from the Witherlord afterwards, she would need a dynamic character, new to the Thread. An idea struck her. 

“But what characters hate each other?”, Night mused aloud. 

[Through The Living Star She/Her]

11 hours ago, Keke said:

eli nodded. "Sure, lets get going.:

The inn owner leads them down a hall to a large room. Inside is a ship that seems a little worn down, but still functional. 

"So, uh," the innkeeper says awkwardly. "Do any of you know how to fly?"