The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Immortal Platypus]

1 hour ago, Nameless* said:

“Kilometers? I could definitely kill him.”

"Are you sure? Your most potent weapon, Narration, doesn't affect him. He's been training in the background with greats, so he is an excellent fighter. Plus, he hasn't died yet, so I don't know if you could kill him."

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"Are you sure? Your most potent weapon, Narration, doesn't affect him. He's been training in the background with greats, so he is an excellent fighter. Plus, he hasn't died yet, so I don't know if you could kill him."

“He’s not immune to the effects of Narration, I just can’t Narrate his actions or change his personality.”

[Immortal Platypus]

3 minutes ago, Nameless* said:

“He’s not immune to the effects of Narration, I just can’t Narrate his actions or change his personality.”

"He's immune to affecting him. You can Narrate things around him, sure, but..." he cuts off for about 30 seconds, tilting his head. "Never mind, my Author has informed me that he has a small field that nullifies Narration. It prevents things within a certain area of him from being Narrated. The field has different distances to affect different things. He explained the science, but I stopped paying attention. So unless you Narrate something and it somehow is close enough to matter, you can't bother him with Narration."

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

abalador yawns. "this is boring"

[Immortal Platypus]

Hacob glares at him. "Deal with it."

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

13 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

abalador yawns. "this is boring"

 

12 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

Hacob glares at him. "Deal with it."

The Once-Author stabs Abalador in the chest. 

"Dealt with."

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

he dissolves, while abalador is munching on an apple in a tree.

[Immortal Platypus]

3 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

 

The Once-Author stabs Abalador in the chest. 

"Dealt with."

"I didn't quite mean it that way, but... that works."

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

5 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

he dissolves, while abalador is munching on an apple in a tree.

 

3 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"I didn't quite mean it that way, but... that works."

"Great! Now, what big bad guy are we's fightin' now?"

[Immortal Platypus]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

 

"Great! Now, what big bad guy are we's fightin' now?"

"Well, we'll fight Darkness eventually, but not yet."

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"Well, we'll fight Darkness eventually, but not yet."

"So what'll we do while we wait?"

[Immortal Platypus]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

"So what'll we do while we wait?"

"I'm annoying Subversion!"

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

1 minute ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"I'm annoying Subversion!"

"A noble task indeed."

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

abalador continues to eat his apple in the tree

[NameIess]

57 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"He's immune to affecting him. You can Narrate things around him, sure, but..." he cuts off for about 30 seconds, tilting his head. "Never mind, my Author has informed me that he has a small field that nullifies Narration. It prevents things within a certain area of him from being Narrated. The field has different distances to affect different things. He explained the science, but I stopped paying attention. So unless you Narrate something and it somehow is close enough to matter, you can't bother him with Narration."

"Oh, very interesting. I'll have to see how that works later. But I wasn't planning on killing him  with narration. By the way Hacob, have any of your Author's character's gone to see the Dreamsmith yet?"

[Immortal Platypus]

16 minutes ago, Nameless* said:

"Oh, very interesting. I'll have to see how that works later. But I wasn't planning on killing him  with narration. By the way Hacob, have any of your Author's character's gone to see the Dreamsmith yet?"

"Not as far as I'm aware, but he's thought about it."

[NameIess]

3 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"Not as far as I'm aware, but he's thought about it."

"I think he should send someone. The Dreamsmith seemed a little concerned that people would forget about him."

[ʟɪɢʜʈ]

9 hours ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

I have proven that I am definitely now one of those near impossibles to kill… 

Falvan continued to be content waiting there.

Whoops, I meant not one of those people.

8 hours ago, Nameless* said:

“I mean I could kill you I guess. But I don’t want to.
—

Unintelligible walked up to Falvan. “How’s it going?”

“pretty good”

[Immortal Platypus]

5 hours ago, Nameless* said:

"I think he should send someone. The Dreamsmith seemed a little concerned that people would forget about him."

"I mean, you did. He's definitely thought about it, but between Vengeance, Mordite, and Luxblade, Platypus has plenty, and I have Plot-Significance and my Narrationblade, so he doesn't really have a character he wants to send.

[NameIess]

51 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

“pretty good”

"That's good." Unintelligible pulled out a pistol. "So, how're you liking your weapon from the Dreamsmith?"

15 minutes ago, Being of Cacophony said:

"I mean, you did. He's definitely thought about it, but between Vengeance, Mordite, and Luxblade, Platypus has plenty, and I have Plot-Significance and my Narrationblade, so he doesn't really have a character he wants to send.

"How about Kilometers?"

[Immortal Platypus]

1 minute ago, Nameless* said:

"That's good." Unintelligible pulled out a pistol. "So, how're you liking your weapon from the Dreamsmith?"

"How about Kilometers?"

"He thinks that Kilometers doesn't see too much action and that a visit to the Dreamsmith wouldn't be too beneficial."

[ʟɪɢʜʈ]

27 minutes ago, Nameless* said:

"That's good." Unintelligible pulled out a pistol. "So, how're you liking your weapon from the Dreamsmith?"

"How about Kilometers?"

Falvan looked at it. “This might sound dumb, but it is awing.” He looked up. “It may just seem like a hunk of twisted metal, but it just feels right. It hasn’t done much, but that doesn’t matter. Do you understand?”

[Through The Living Grub He/Him]

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Xyr stepped into the valley, taking in the sights that he hadn't seen in so long. The lush forests, snow tipped mountains, and a small two story cottage. The second story held a balcony that he would meditate on during his visits. Neighboring it was a building with smoke coming out the chimney. The walls of the forge were cobblestone with an outward frame of wood, with a large chimney on the top. Both buildings had taken much time to build but were a huge help in almost every aspect. Xyr began the 5 minute walk to the buildings, sorrow weighing on his mind as he thought of the battle so long ago, the 3 dragons, Desolations galore, and most importantly the noise. The shouting and screaming, sounds of fighting and pain. He paused and looked at the sky and it comforted him. Pure, silent emptiness. Nothing to distract. Endless nothingness. 

Xyr shook himself and returned to reality, this sort of thing happened less and less often, but it might be good to control when he did enter a trance. He shook himself and continued on. He soon came into range and heard the sound of a hammer on metal. Xiahida was hard at work. Again. He was in the stages of grief after the last Invasion. The blood will soon wash off. He made an oath to serve Xyr. When he made that oath Xyr went by another name. The being Void. Xyr walked into the forge and get a look at Xiahida. He was about 6 feet and wirey, but he had strength to rival a small bear. His hair was jet black and his eyes... they changed color whenever he used his magic his eyes changed color. Currently they were crimson red like a blood moon. The powder associated with that color granted him strength,probably forging a heavier metal, and gave him something akin to bloodlust. The color had dulled in his eyes so right now so he would be short of temper. 

"I noticed you seemed to have lost not one but three of my kunai. You realize it took me several weeks to forge them to your specific requests," Xiahida chastised "Any words you wish to say to me?" Xyr explained the battle that had recently occurred, the chaos and noise. "It is time for an Invasion, their chaos unsettles me, and so their last breaths shall be spent weeping in pain and the knowledge that all others shall suffer the same fate."

"And what of Darkness?" Xiahida inquired.

"His crimes are the same as the others. When will you be prepared for the Invasion?"

"About a month."

"Ready yourself, 42 days remain, Death follows."

And so is the other nature of Void. When things come into existence they are an insult. And so, Void shall destroy them, or in other words he shall bring about the Death of them.

Dun Dun Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun. Ready yourself!!!!!!!!!!!! Also goodnight

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis looks around, another prophecy, what is it with those things. Before teleporting with the power of a bit of narration and good timing, to Falvan and Nameless, who is the person with the prophecy this time?

[NameIess]

1 hour ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

Falvan looked at it. “This might sound dumb, but it is awing.” He looked up. “It may just seem like a hunk of twisted metal, but it just feels right. It hasn’t done much, but that doesn’t matter. Do you understand?”

"I think so. The weapons the Dreamsmith made for me feel the same way."

37 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

Arranis looks around, another prophecy, what is it with those things. Before teleporting with the power of a bit of narration and good timing, to Falvan and Nameless, who is the person with the prophecy this time?

Subversion, who is the stand-in for Nameless as he's dead, shrugs. "I think it's Xyr. And it's not a prophecy, just an ultimatum. He's going to try and kill us all in forty-two days."