The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Truthless of Shinovar he/him]

“Papa?” Baby Yoda, who had just walked into the thread, said to FT.

[Lunamor she/her]

Luna quickly fainted from the sheer adorableness.

[FatherTiempo he/him]

8 hours ago, Ookla the Excessive said:

I thought this was me trying to go to sleep. 

 

FT groaned, and sunk deeper into the cushions, and flinging an arm over his head.

[Truthless of Shinovar he/him]

Baby Yoda waddled over to the cushions. “Papa?” It said again.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

12 hours ago, Ookla The Narrator said:

Sophie's eyes widened and she gasped softly. "Oh, Author..." she whispered. 

Astral looked upon the mountain solemnly. "No time to lose," she said. "Let's go."

Sophie stayed frozen in place, staring upwards, tears coating her eyes. "Xino..." she whispered. She trembled slightly, but moved forward on stiff feet, imagining in her mind what horrible things might be happening to him. 

Aqua glanced back nervously at the dark horizon as the trio began their final ascent. The withergeists were far off, yet- but how much longer until they arrived?

Long enough, she thought. I hope...

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

Astral narrowed her eyes and, without warning, melted into sludge and began climbing with her usual speed. Sophie watched, mildly disgusted by the spectacle, and followed. 

Edited December 5, 2019 by Ookla The Narrator

[Jaywalk he/him]

Then a bounty hunter walked in, leveling a blaster at Baby Yoda.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

Sophie turned around and was captivated by its large, adorable eyes. "OH MY WORDS, THAT IS SO FLIPPIN' CUTE," she exclaimed. She waved a hand turning the bounty hunter into pale blue petals. 

[Lunamor she/her]

Luna set the petals on fire.

[Jaywalk he/him]

Another bounty hunter stepped in. “Fred?” he asked, looking at Sophie in horror. “What did you do to Fred?”

[Rask]

Hello, I have come to help make this thread just a little bit longer. If you see this then i hope have a lovely day! 

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

"Uh... Gotta go!" Sophie said, scrambling up the side of the mountain. There's no time for cute little... Yoda things, you gotta go save your True Love! The thought made her blush, but also propelled her onward.

[Jaywalk he/him]

Baby Yoda adorably ate a frog.

[Truthless of Shinovar he/him]

Then he started playing with the knob from the bounty hunter’s ship.

[Lunamor she/her]

And sipping his soup.

[FatherTiempo he/him]

Frog soup

[Jaywalk he/him]

The kids loved him.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Withy flew across the landscape now, gathering speed with each passing second. He could see the mountaintop clearly now, and the figures like specks of dust trying desperately to ascend.

Not today, fools, he thought, and accelerated even faster.

The landscape darkened as the clouds thickened. Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled, but no rain fell.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

22 minutes ago, Ookla the Blue said:

Withy flew across the landscape now, gathering speed with each passing second. He could see the mountaintop clearly now, and the figures like specks of dust trying desperately to ascend.

Not today, fools, he thought, and accelerated even faster.

The landscape darkened as the clouds thickened. Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled, but no rain fell.

By now, Astral was so far ahead of Sophie that she was out of sight. She growled in her head, going so fast she could barely sense what was happening. Below her, she felt Sophie's slowly fading mental signature. The girl was quite distressed. Quite tired and drained. And... more broken than she let on. Astral thought she might have felt a spark of sympathy for her. But of course, it was gone within a moment. Sophie didn't matter. Xino mattered. And right now, his doom was approaching. 

[FatherTiempo he/him]

"Bad Withy!" FT shouted as Withy shot past the clearing.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

1 hour ago, Ookla The Narrator said:

By now, Astral was so far ahead of Sophie that she was out of sight. She growled in her head, going so fast she could barely sense what was happening. Below her, she felt Sophie's slowly fading mental signature. The girl was quite distressed. Quite tired and drained. And... more broken than she let on. Astral thought she might have felt a spark of sympathy for her. But of course, it was gone within a moment. Sophie didn't matter. Xino mattered. And right now, his doom was approaching. 

In seconds, she had reached the top.

In front of her was a towering vortex of withergeists.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

3 minutes ago, Ookla the Blue said:

In seconds, she had reached the top.

In front of her was a towering vortex of withergeists.

Astral smiled, forming into her true self, decked in her plate and metal boots. She pulled her silver sword from out of nowhere. The whole scene reminded her of QoS. That was where she had died. Now, it was time to make up for that. She growled at the withergeists and began hacking at them, knowing that, as a being made of the same essence they were, she could not be hurt by them. 

Sophie climbed as fast as she could. Terror ran coldly through her veins, but not coldly enough that she would freeze. She had reached the climax and now it was time to end this thing. Her spear waited close to her in the Void, and she prepared herself to summon forcefields, just in case.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

36 minutes ago, Ookla The Narrator said:

Astral smiled, forming into her true self, decked in her plate and metal boots. She pulled her silver sword from out of nowhere. The whole scene reminded her of QoS. That was where she had died. Now, it was time to make up for that. She growled at the withergeists and began hacking at them, knowing that, as a being made of the same essence they were, she could not be hurt by them.

But even as she raised her sword to swing again, the withergeists she had cut through reformed. They laughed their twisted laugh, mocking her, calling her...

Help us, they whispered. They swirled around her hands, pulling at her essence. Join us... they moaned.

40 minutes ago, Ookla The Narrator said:

Sophie climbed as fast as she could. Terror ran coldly through her veins, but not coldly enough that she would freeze. She had reached the climax and now it was time to end this thing. Her spear waited close to her in the Void, and she prepared herself to summon forcefields, just in case.

The sky darkens. The temperature plummets. A cold wind blows across the mountaintop.

The cloud of shadows is closer now. You can see the leader now, a human figure clothed in black. In moments he will arrive.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

12 minutes ago, Ookla the Blue said:

But even as she raised her sword to swing again, the withergeists she had cut through reformed. They laughed their twisted laugh, mocking her, calling her...

Help us, they whispered. They swirled around her hands, pulling at her essence. Join us... they moaned.

The sky darkens. The temperature plummets. A cold wind blows across the mountaintop.

The cloud of shadows is closer now. You can see the leader now, a human figure clothed in black. In moments he will arrive.

Astral hissed at the creatures. "Why won't you die, you creatures of darkness?!" she yelled. But even as she said it, she knew why. She was one of them. You could hardly destroy evil when you yourself belonged within its ranks. She snarled at her own thought. She wasn't... she was only trying to redeem herself. Get her rightful revenge. But villains didn't have friends, only goals and empty, cold darkness. But... she wouldn't join them. Their only goal was to destroy. She was something more. Something far more beautifully complex. She let out a scream, continuing to fight. 

Sophie heard Astral's scream as the temperature dropped. She shivered. Her thin dress was hardly enough to keep her warm. She looked down at the ground far below and out at the massive wave of withergeists and felt her stomach drop. Was she really doing this? She continued to climb, but the thought still haunted her. Astral was still screaming and she was a wonderful fighter. What could Sophie do against a threat like that? It was the same horrible idea as before. The idea that had plagued her since they'd left. Still, she continued, doubt tearing at her. Silently, she cried out to TVG. I need help, she begged. There was no answer, only the cold wind. A sob building in her throat, she pulled herself over the side and looked death in the eyes. 

She put up the half forcefield on her arm and raised her spear in a shaking hand. "You can do this," she said, voice trembling. "Come on, Sophie. You've got this..." Summoning her strength, she tried forcing power through her weapon. This time, instead of the fountain of light from before, there were only a few squirts. The crystalline substance splattered onto a handful of withergeists and they evaporated, but there were so many... Sophie began feeling light headed and overwhelmed. No! she thought. Don't faint, don't faint!!!

Edited December 6, 2019 by Ookla The Narrator

[xinoehp512 he/him]

5 minutes ago, Ookla The Narrator said:

Astral hissed at the creatures. "Why won't you die, you creatures of darkness?!" she yelled. But even as she said it, she knew why. She was one of them. You could hardly destroy evil when you yourself belonged within its ranks. She snarled at her own thought. She wasn't... she was only trying to redeem herself. Get her rightful revenge. But villains didn't have friends, only goals and empty, cold darkness. But... she wouldn't join them. Their only goal was to destroy. She was something more. Something far more beautifully complex. She let out a scream, continuing to fight. 

Sophie heard Astral's scream as the temperature dropped. She shivered. Her thin dress was hardly enough to keep her warm. She looked down at the ground far below and out at the massive wave of withergeists and felt her stomach drop. Was she really doing this? She continued to climb, but the thought still haunted her. Astral was still screaming and she was a wonderful fighter. What could Sophie do against a threat like that? It was the same horrible idea as before. The idea that had plagued her since they'd left. Still, she continued, doubt tearing at her. Silently, she cried out to TVG. I need help, she begged. There was no answer, only the cold wind. A sob building in her throat, she pulled herself over the side and looked death in the eyes. 

She put up the half forcefield on her arm and raised her spear in a shaking hand. "You can do this," she said, voice trembling. "Come on, Sophie. You've got this..." Summoning her strength, she tried forcing power through her weapon. This time, instead of the fountain of light from before, there were only a few squirts. The crystalline substance splattered onto a handful of withergeists and they evaporated, but there were so many... Sophie began feeling light headed and overwhelmed. No! she thought. Don't faint, don't faint!!!

Get it to the center! called Aqua over the din of whispers. But don't let them touch you!