The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Jaywalk he/him]

And silent it was, for 5 hours.

Until the thermonukes were seized by Hermitcraft.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

Pain shot through SoT's head and she screamed in surprise. But... no sound came out. She drew a hand to her mouth, the pain of her ears and the shock of the sudden loss of a sense scaring her half to death. Oh, no, she mouthed. Oh, no. She began to sob, though she couldn't hear herself doing it, and wrapped her arms around her waist. This isn't what I wanted, she said. That's not what I asked for!

You guys just traumatized her. Thanks for that. 

Edited September 9, 2019 by Shard of Thought

[Jaywalk he/him]

But it's what I wanted, another voice said, echoing in her brain.

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

Now I feel bad.

The ghanderflaffles all screeched in unison with their healing voices and fixed everyone's ailments. Including the broken ear drums. The screech eventually reached SoT again and healed her too.

That's how you fix a problem without a thermonuke.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT felt her ears heal, but she continued to ugly cry, completely overwhelmed by everything. She backed away from Xinoehp. "Don't look at me!" she cried. "Go away! Everyone just stop, leave me alone!"

I think we have a Star 2.0 situation on our hands. She hates all of you. And all her emotion is making me tear up vicariously, I have a weird thing with that.

Edited September 9, 2019 by Shard of Thought

[Jaywalk he/him]

How lovely.

I'm always here. You can't escape. You've just never listened to me before.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

Jaywalk: Proceeds to make it worse.

"No..." SoT said, head in her hands. "No!"

[Jaywalk he/him]

*smirks*

Something wriggled out of SoT's ear. "I am...immortal."

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

Then his immortality was revoked, and he died.

[Jaywalk he/him]

And so a dead worm hung out of SoT's ear.

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

On 4/26/2018 at 5:48 PM, Hemalurgic Headshot said:

(I doubt we could possibly have the longest thread on the forum, since Random Stuff has been around for a long time, among others. We'd need to exceed 200 pages or more.)

Well what'd you know...

And then SoT died and was reborn as a chaos loving super demon.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

Enough.

TVG tapped SoT on the chest and she fell to the floor, unconscious. Well, more than unconscious, actually. She lost her color, bleeding to grey, no breath or heartbeat pulsing in her chest. It was the same state that Star had put herself into after going temporarily insane in Silence's prison. 

I should not have given her my anxiety, TVG said. That's on me; I should have known better than to give something so hard to balance to someone in such a precarious position. But you - all of you - should have known better than to push her like that. It disgusts me. Her deepest fear was turning out like her sister and that is exactly what you have created. She has a sweet spirit, but when you make her feel like she has to fight or fly, she becomes this. So Adonalsium, do what she asked and leave her alone. I will not loose another daughter to the plot. 

TVG rewrote some of SoT's character. She no longer had anxiety, she was no longer traumatized. She was still introverted and a little rebellious, but she was more confident in her abilities and more trusting of others. 

I hate having to do this, TVG said as she finished. It goes against everything I stand for. Characters should be able to be written as they want to act. But you've crossed a line with her. 

With another tap on the chest, SoT's color returned to her.

Edited September 9, 2019 by Shard of Thought

[Darth Woodrack he/him]

And of course, as that had not been undone, she was a chaos loving demon who immediately killed TVG, in the name of chaos.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

I do not exist on this plane. I know you don't respect me; but you cannot kill me And just because I didn't specify it does not mean that it was not healed. Lay another word on my daughter and you will regret it. The evil that was sparked within Star nearly 300 pages ago still resonates within me. And I can do anything I dare to write. 

[Jaywalk he/him]

Bozo lay another word on SoT.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

TVG glanced at the stirring blue girl on the ground and was suddenly hit by a spear of ice in her chest. She couldn't do it. She couldn't just unwrite someone's personality. SoT had been broken, but she hadn't been so far gone yet that she would do that to herself. It was terrible. TVG's stomach twisted.... but she let SoT have her personality back. She'd soften the blow, making the recent events feel distant. Complete your arc, child, she thought. I'm sorry... But you are strong enough. 

[+Doomstick he/him]

47 minutes ago, Shard of Thought said:

 

I think we have a Star 2.0 situation on our hands. She hates all of you. And all her emotion is making me tear up vicariously, I have a weird thing with that.

Not Stick or leaf!

”are you ok?” Leaf asked SoT

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT turned toward the voice. Those were the first kind words she had heard in a very long while. She started to cry. "Thank you," she said. "Thank you so much."

Aaaaaaand now I have tears in my eyes. 

[+Doomstick he/him]

“You’re welcome? But why would you not have heard kind words? You seem to be very complementable!”

i cant help it, maybe I’ll like Plot if there is a place for me 

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT sniffed, wiping her nose. "I'm the spawn of TVG. That doesn't help me..."

That's what happened to Shadow!

[+Doomstick he/him]

“And I’m the spawn of Tree, the goofy Author who only wanted to end Plot! This proves that our Authors don’t control us, we are our own people!”

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

"That's the Ember paradox," SoT muttered. "You're written by your Author. Their leniency depends upon how much Sentience you have. But if you are written for a purpose, are you really chosing how to act?" She shook her head, sighing. "It doesn't matter." 

"All my older sisters are warriors," SoT explained. "Star is handy with a sword and a master duelist, Astral is an extremely creative fighter, Tamika is a master of physical combat, Thought is a Shard, and Ember is about as overpowered as you can get. But me? I'm not a hero or a villain. I'm the youngest. I'm not a good Narrator. But because of my family line, everyone expects things from me. Things that I... I'm not capable of. I get anxious around people. Around noise. And this place is so loud, so dissonant. I hate it here." SoT's tears started up again. "I hate it..."

TVG looked down, realizing something she had chosen to ignore during the last 100 pages or so: She had broken her own rule of interference. And... maybe that had caused more problems than she had tried to fix. She closed her eyes. Maybe it was time to step back again. 

[Rebecca she/her]

Rebecca decided to make a cake for SOT. It was fall themed and had light brown frosting with red, yellow, and orange fondant leaves.

She handed the cake to SOT with a smile.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT accepted the cake graciously. "Thanks," she said, blushing. She was a little overwhelmed, but it was better now. 

[+Doomstick he/him]

“my Author, he creates us for a purpose, but he likes to experiment. I think I’m an experiment. He created me for Plot, to see if he could get into it. But he decided to stay out of it. He... let me go, I’m not his Narrator anymore, I’m my own. He is still my family. I can ask him if he can make a Subplane from his main Authorial Plane, one that’s quiet and peaceful for you, should I?”