The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[The H]

4 hours ago, NameIess said:

"Who... are you? Do you work for the Great Wizard?"

"I... What?" Yrank was now very confused. "Who is this Great Wizard you speak of?"

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

9 hours ago, NameIess said:

"If you think you can never be normal, then you are not watching closely enough. Do not look for what I do, but for how I do it. Now come on, we're close to our destination."

The Dreamsmith, wherever he resided, felt the portent of Platypus's coming, and fired up his forge. 

--

The Brave Adventurer reached out and grabbed something from the table before him. He snapped his fingers, breaking the spell that gave the rabbit invisibility. "You see? He sends his spies among us! This is the final proof of his trea-"

The Brave Adventurer, along with everyone else in the room, turned in shock to stare as first Tull, then Erif, then Yrank, then a talking squirrel appeared. Then the Valiant One sprang to his feet, Shardblade forming in his hands. "How dare you intrude here?" In moments, the group was surrounded by a sea of angry adventurers with swords drawn.

The Brave Adventurer frowned down at them, still holding the rabbit in his hand. "Who... are you? Do you work for the Great Wizard?"

@The H

Tull pushed one of the swords away lightly, and continued. “We were not spying on you. We fell through a portal, and ended up here. But I think someone else could have been using the portal to spy, and they just left when they heard us fall through.”

”I have never heard of the Great Wizard.”

why does he have a rabbit in his hands?

Edited October 6, 2024 by SpiritOfWrath

[xinoehp512 he/him]

6 hours ago, The H said:

"I... What?" Yrank was now very confused. "Who is this Great Wizard you speak of?"

 

2 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Tull pushed one of the swords away lightly, and continued. “We were not spying on you. We fell through a portal, and ended up here. But I think someone else could have been using the portal to spy, and they just left when they heard us fall through.”

”I have never heard of the Great Wizard.”

why does he have a rabbit in his hands?

Erif gave them a glare that hopefully communicated "shut up and stop talking."

They were being spied on by an invisible rabbit. (Which gives a pretty big hint as to the identity of the Great Wizard). The Brave Adventurer broke the invisibility.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

3 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

 

Erif gave them a glare that hopefully communicated "shut up and stop talking."

They were being spied on by an invisible rabbit. (Which gives a pretty big hint as to the identity of the Great Wizard). The Brave Adventurer broke the invisibility.

Tull got the message, shutting up.

What Colour is the rabbit?

[Immortal Platypus]

15 hours ago, NameIess said:

 The Dreamsmith, wherever he resided, felt the portent of Platypus's coming, and fired up his forge. 

Platypus tried to recall what he had learned about visiting the Dreamsmith. It was a struggle, and he may have to have his Author look at prior pages where it happened. He didn't remember much, and figured Narrating himself to the Dreamsmith, or Creating a reality where he was at the Dreamsmith was too lame and thus wouldn't work.

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The Brave Adventurer reached out and grabbed something from the table before him. He snapped his fingers, breaking the spell that gave the rabbit invisibility. "You see? He sends his spies among us! This is the final proof of his trea-"

The Brave Adventurer, along with everyone else in the room, turned in shock to stare as first Tull, then Erif, then Yrank, then a talking squirrel appeared. Then the Valiant One sprang to his feet, Shardblade forming in his hands. "How dare you intrude here?" In moments, the group was surrounded by a sea of angry adventurers with swords drawn.

The Brave Adventurer frowned down at them, still holding the rabbit in his hand. "Who... are you? Do you work for the Great Wizard?"

@The H

"No. I don't," said the talking squirrel. "I don't know the rest of these people though. They might. I am a servant of Platypus, but I'm on my break. I have a week vacation right now and thought it might be cool to go to the Coast of Elron when some stupid magic dragon teleported me here, and now I'm getting accused of working for someone I don't even know, and this is why I never go on break!" He sucks in a huge breath. 

"And can any of you tell me where I am? And also, Mr. speaker-dude, you didn't answer my question. Which Plotblades are you referring to?"

15 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

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Erif slowly got more and more cross-eyed as he listened to the loquacious squirrel.

"Uh," he said. "Who is Plot? Who is the Witherlord?"

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Turning to Erif, the squirrel continued, "Plot was a dude that was the embodiment of plot itself several hundred pages back. He was the original wielder of Vengeance, the original Plotblade. Now his power is inside the many different Plotblades. The Witherlord, if I recall correctly, is the leader of the Withergeists. He is a being of incredible Chaotic-Dark energy."

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"Uh," said Nogard weakly. "Maybe you could give us a crash course on those too?"

They're new, cut them some slack  

In the cave where Nogard, Shoe, OA, Zanitar, and others were, Qodi inexplicably wasn't.

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I know that, but Zanitar doesn't. And to be fair, these are some important things for the current plot, so he'd expect adventurers to know about them.

"Plot was a dude that was the embodiment of plot itself several hundred pages back. He was the original wielder of Vengeance, the original Plotblade. He died, and his power was forced into his Blade, Vengeance. Vengeance couldn't contain the massive amount of power, so it split into many Plotblades. We don't actually know how many there are, but there are a lot. Narrationblades are are special Blades, similar to Shardblades, belonging to Narrators. They are made of Narrivitum, or Prismite. They have a couple special powers, but generally aren't that important in the current Era. Ennullers are what keep TLT from leaking into the rest of the world, and what trap Narrators here so they don't destroy the world."

"Does that make sense?"

 

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In the cave where Nogard, Shoe, OA, Zanitar, and others were, Qodi inexplicably wasn't.

 

Zanitar ignored this. 

"Now can we go?"

@Ancient Elantrian @Through The Living Glass@xinoehp512@NameIess

[xinoehp512 he/him]

3 hours ago, Immortal Platypus said:

Turning to Erif, the squirrel continued, "Plot was a dude that was the embodiment of plot itself several hundred pages back. He was the original wielder of Vengeance, the original Plotblade. Now his power is inside the many different Plotblades. The Witherlord, if I recall correctly, is the leader of the Withergeists. He is a being of incredible Chaotic-Dark energy."

Withergeists? thought Erif. What are those?

Clearly he'd stumbled into something big. That was good- he needed big- but he wouldn't be able to accomplish anything until he knew what was going on.

I just need to find the book. Surely that will explain everything. 

3 hours ago, Immortal Platypus said:

Plot was a dude that was the embodiment of plot itself several hundred pages back. He was the original wielder of Vengeance, the original Plotblade. He died, and his power was forced into his Blade, Vengeance. Vengeance couldn't contain the massive amount of power, so it split into many Plotblades. We don't actually know how many there are, but there are a lot. Narrationblades are are special Blades, similar to Shardblades, belonging to Narrators. They are made of Narrivitum, or Prismite. They have a couple special powers, but generally aren't that important in the current Era. Ennullers are what keep TLT from leaking into the rest of the world, and what trap Narrators here so they don't destroy the world."

"Does that make sense?"

"Um," replied Nogard, glancing at Shoe helplessly. "Sort of?"

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

3 hours ago, Immortal Platypus said:

Platypus tried to recall what he had learned about visiting the Dreamsmith. It was a struggle, and he may have to have his Author look at prior pages where it happened. He didn't remember much, and figured Narrating himself to the Dreamsmith, or Creating a reality where he was at the Dreamsmith was too lame and thus wouldn't work.

"No. I don't," said the talking squirrel. "I don't know the rest of these people though. They might. I am a servant of Platypus, but I'm on my break. I have a week vacation right now and thought it might be cool to go to the Coast of Elron when some stupid magic dragon teleported me here, and now I'm getting accused of working for someone I don't even know, and this is why I never go on break!" He sucks in a huge breath. 

"And can any of you tell me where I am? And also, Mr. speaker-dude, you didn't answer my question. Which Plotblades are you referring to?"

Turning to Erif, the squirrel continued, "Plot was a dude that was the embodiment of plot itself several hundred pages back. He was the original wielder of Vengeance, the original Plotblade. Now his power is inside the many different Plotblades. The Witherlord, if I recall correctly, is the leader of the Withergeists. He is a being of incredible Chaotic-Dark energy."

I know that, but Zanitar doesn't. And to be fair, these are some important things for the current plot, so he'd expect adventurers to know about them.

"Plot was a dude that was the embodiment of plot itself several hundred pages back. He was the original wielder of Vengeance, the original Plotblade. He died, and his power was forced into his Blade, Vengeance. Vengeance couldn't contain the massive amount of power, so it split into many Plotblades. We don't actually know how many there are, but there are a lot. Narrationblades are are special Blades, similar to Shardblades, belonging to Narrators. They are made of Narrivitum, or Prismite. They have a couple special powers, but generally aren't that important in the current Era. Ennullers are what keep TLT from leaking into the rest of the world, and what trap Narrators here so they don't destroy the world."

"Does that make sense?"

 

Zanitar ignored this. 

"Now can we go?"

@Ancient Elantrian @Through The Living Glass@xinoehp512@NameIess

Shoe shrugged and nodded. Sure, why not?

7 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Um," replied Nogard, glancing at Shoe helplessly. "Sort of?"

 

[The H]

8 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

They were being spied on by an invisible rabbit. (Which gives a pretty big hint as to the identity of the Great Wizard). The Brave Adventurer broke the invisibility.

I HAD MY PREDICTIONS AND THEY WERE RIGHT

31 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Shoe shrugged and nodded. Sure, why not?

35 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

I just realised something; Shoe never talks, does he?

 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

18 minutes ago, The H said:

I HAD MY PREDICTIONS AND THEY WERE RIGHT

I just realised something; Shoe never talks, does he?

 

. . . he does not

lol

[ʟɪɢʜʈ]

olo

[xinoehp512 he/him]

25 minutes ago, The H said:

I just realised something; Shoe never talks, does he?

You're just realizing this now  

5 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

olo

Is Woe still tagging along?

[ʟɪɢʜʈ]

1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

You're just realizing this now  

Is Woe still tagging along?

Yes he is. I am just busy planning Falvan plot.

Edited October 7, 2024 by ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

Arranis nods along with the group. "I have one of the plotblades. It is an interesting one to say the least."

Edited October 7, 2024 by Scars of Hathsin

[NameIess]

23 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

Selppaenip frowned. Those were particularly confusing words. He supposed that must mean they were particularly wise.

TP wagged his tail excitedly as they approached the Chinese restaurant. He thumped Selppaenip with his snout.

"Ah yes," grunted Selppaenip. "TP wishes to order whatever on the menu is hottest."

"Very well. But before we go inside, let me show you something." ... pointed to a random person walking by on the street. "Tell me, what do you see when you look at that man?"

--

The Honorable Judge gazed authoritatively at the sorry group of accidental spies "I'm afraid we can't get you a lawyer, unless you'd accept one from our organization. Sorry. Secret society rules and all. But do not worry, your trial will be as fair as it can be, under the circumstances."

The Brave Adventurer snorted, dropping the now-visible rabbit into a cage held by an aide. "I find their stories ridiculous! Of course they know who the Great Wizard is! They're obviously spies for him, perhaps even assassins! And if you think I'll just tell you what the Plotblades are... well, I am not fool enough for that." He looked around the room again, then frowned. Not when that knowledge could be traced back to me, at least. "Still... Perhaps a little information would be appropriate. The members of our organization must have some idea of what they are looking for, if they are to find it before anyone else. Very well. These Plotblades... they are linked in a way very few are. They empower individuals in very different, but similar ways. If two people found and wielded them, then one or both of them would inevitably be destroyed by the other, but not until TLT was a ruin." He stared directly at the squirrel. "Does that satisfy your curiosity? Now, off to the dungeons with them! We must discuss our actions toward the Great Wizard, and have no time to dwell on the punishment of his lackeys."

Brave adventurers approached the group warily, holding enchanted chains. "Please don't make this any harder than it has to be," one said, holding a spear in a firm grip. "Resist, and you'll only strengthen the case against you."

@Immortal Platypus@SpiritOfWrath@The H

8 hours ago, Immortal Platypus said:

Platypus tried to recall what he had learned about visiting the Dreamsmith. It was a struggle, and he may have to have his Author look at prior pages where it happened. He didn't remember much, and figured Narrating himself to the Dreamsmith, or Creating a reality where he was at the Dreamsmith was too lame and thus wouldn't work.

A whisper entered Platypus's mind. Seek out Omen. He will guide you.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

"I saw a plotblade," Gail said to nobody. "I want one." 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

2 hours ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

Arranis nods along with the group. "I have one of the plotblades. It is an interesting one to say the least."

This would have been a remarkable revelation had @Scars of Hathsin bolded it.

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

"Very well. But before we go inside, let me show you something." ... pointed to a random person walking by on the street. "Tell me, what do you see when you look at that man?"

Selppaenip frowned. "I see... a man. He has... brown hair? And brown eyes? Is there something there I am not seeing?"

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

The Honorable Judge gazed authoritatively at the sorry group of accidental spies "I'm afraid we can't get you a lawyer, unless you'd accept one from our organization. Sorry. Secret society rules and all. But do not worry, your trial will be as fair as it can be, under the circumstances."

The Brave Adventurer snorted, dropping the now-visible rabbit into a cage held by an aide. "I find their stories ridiculous! Of course they know who the Great Wizard is! They're obviously spies for him, perhaps even assassins! And if you think I'll just tell you what the Plotblades are... well, I am not fool enough for that." He looked around the room again, then frowned. Not when that knowledge could be traced back to me, at least. "Still... Perhaps a little information would be appropriate. The members of our organization must have some idea of what they are looking for, if they are to find it before anyone else. Very well. These Plotblades... they are linked in a way very few are. They empower individuals in very different, but similar ways. If two people found and wielded them, then one or both of them would inevitably be destroyed by the other, but not until TLT was a ruin." He stared directly at the squirrel. "Does that satisfy your curiosity? Now, off to the dungeons with them! We must discuss our actions toward the Great Wizard, and have no time to dwell on the punishment of his lackeys."

Brave adventurers approached the group warily, holding enchanted chains. "Please don't make this any harder than it has to be," one said, holding a spear in a firm grip. "Resist, and you'll only strengthen the case against you."

Well, tuna. That didn't work.

"Catfish," muttered Erif, not resisting. "I hate dungeons. They're always so wet."

50 minutes ago, The Halcyon Girl said:

"I saw a plotblade," Gail said to nobody. "I want one." 

"You saw a plotblade?" asked Nogard eagerly. "What did it look like?"

9 hours ago, Immortal Platypus said:

Zanitar ignored this. 

"Now can we go?"

Nogard was ready to go whenever OA made the portal.

@Ancient Elantrian

 

[Scars of Hathsin he/him]

1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

This would have been a remarkable revelation had @Scars of Hathsin bolded it.

Fortunately, these things somehow magically corrected itself.

[The H]

6 hours ago, NameIess said:

Brave adventurers approached the group warily, holding enchanted chains. "Please don't make this any harder than it has to be," one said, holding a spear in a firm grip. "Resist, and you'll only strengthen the case against you."

"Hey, hey, hey, things don't have to be this way!" Yrank stuttered as the adventurers moved closer, the chains rattling in their hands.

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

8 hours ago, NameIess said:

"Very well. But before we go inside, let me show you something." ... pointed to a random person walking by on the street. "Tell me, what do you see when you look at that man?"

--

The Honorable Judge gazed authoritatively at the sorry group of accidental spies "I'm afraid we can't get you a lawyer, unless you'd accept one from our organization. Sorry. Secret society rules and all. But do not worry, your trial will be as fair as it can be, under the circumstances."

The Brave Adventurer snorted, dropping the now-visible rabbit into a cage held by an aide. "I find their stories ridiculous! Of course they know who the Great Wizard is! They're obviously spies for him, perhaps even assassins! And if you think I'll just tell you what the Plotblades are... well, I am not fool enough for that." He looked around the room again, then frowned. Not when that knowledge could be traced back to me, at least. "Still... Perhaps a little information would be appropriate. The members of our organization must have some idea of what they are looking for, if they are to find it before anyone else. Very well. These Plotblades... they are linked in a way very few are. They empower individuals in very different, but similar ways. If two people found and wielded them, then one or both of them would inevitably be destroyed by the other, but not until TLT was a ruin." He stared directly at the squirrel. "Does that satisfy your curiosity? Now, off to the dungeons with them! We must discuss our actions toward the Great Wizard, and have no time to dwell on the punishment of his lackeys."

Brave adventurers approached the group warily, holding enchanted chains. "Please don't make this any harder than it has to be," one said, holding a spear in a firm grip. "Resist, and you'll only strengthen the case against you."

@Immortal Platypus@SpiritOfWrath@The H

A whisper entered Platypus's mind. Seek out Omen. He will guide you.

“We can give information on the abilities of plotblade we were tracking!”

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Sry was gone over the weekend

Wow this blew up

The OA held up his hand, writing golden, glowing words in the air. They rippled, and a portal appeared, a strong wind blowing into it, beckoning the group.

"That should take us where we wish to go." the Once-Author said, lowering his hand.

 @Immortal Platypus @xinoehp512 @SpiritOfWrath @whoeverelseiswithusiforgot

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Sry was gone over the weekend

Wow this blew up

The OA held up his hand, writing golden, glowing words in the air. They rippled, and a portal appeared, a strong wind blowing into it, beckoning the group.

"That should take us where we wish to go." the Once-Author said, lowering his hand.

 @Immortal Platypus @xinoehp512 @SpiritOfWrath @whoeverelseiswithusiforgot

Shoe, not wanting to simply walk through, tipped forward into the portal with his hands by his sides.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

14 hours ago, Scars of Hathsin said:

Arranis nods along with the group. "I have one of the plotblades. It is an interesting one to say the least."

"Really?" asked Nogard with fascination as the group passed through the portal. "You'll have to show us!"

30 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Sry was gone over the weekend

Wow this blew up

The OA held up his hand, writing golden, glowing words in the air. They rippled, and a portal appeared, a strong wind blowing into it, beckoning the group.

"That should take us where we wish to go." the Once-Author said, lowering his hand.

 @Immortal Platypus @xinoehp512 @SpiritOfWrath @whoeverelseiswithusiforgot

@The Halcyon Girl and @Scars of Hathsin also.

The group emerged into a shadowed recess with a prime vantage point to observe the currently ongoing arrests. 

Waiting there for them was Qodi.

As soon as the final member stepped through, she began chattering in Rabbit.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

2 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Really?" asked Nogard with fascination as the group passed through the portal. "You'll have to show us!"

@The Halcyon Girl and @Scars of Hathsin also.

The group emerged into a shadowed recess with a prime vantage point to observe the currently ongoing arrests. 

Waiting there for them was Qodi.

As soon as the final member stepped through, she began chattering in Rabbit.

"Is this where we're supposed to go...?" The OA seems semi confused.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

8 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

"Is this where we're supposed to go...?" The OA seems semi confused.

"It looks like the meeting room of the Brave Adventurers to me," whispered Nogard. "Er... Does anyone speak rabbit?"

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

2 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

"It looks like the meeting room of the Brave Adventurers to me," whispered Nogard. "Er... Does anyone speak rabbit?"

The OA shook his head. "I can do gerbil and groundhog, and a bit of guineapig latin, but not rabbit."