The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

3 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Tam just chuckled.

"He didn't exactly tell us how to get it . . . so we tried to figure it out ourselves . . . sorry 'bout the mess."

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Indeed :3

She shrugged. "Not my problem." She stepped through the door. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, Bird Furious said:

She shrugged. "Not my problem." She stepped through the door. 

Tam followed.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

17 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

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That's nice.

 

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YEah! It is. i'm currently working on a Wings of Fire Tribal Timeline.

 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 minute ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Tam followed.

She stopped again in the room that now had two broken doors in it--- one weirdly crumpled. 

"Good gracious, what..." 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

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YEah! It is. i'm currently working on a Wings of Fire Tribal Timeline.

 

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Nice, nice.

1 minute ago, Bird Furious said:

She stopped again in the room that now had two broken doors in it--- one weirdly crumpled. 

"Good gracious, what..." 

oh- I thought that's where they were before-

uh-

lol

Tam's face flushed, but she didn't say anything.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 hour ago, Bird Furious said:

"I suppose he could come here. And sure." Mr. Whitlock beckoned Snow over, who scurried to sit on his father's lap. He grabbed his father's shirt, shy again. 

"It's red," she said softly. "With striking gold in the clouds." 

That felt a little more familiar. She just... probably wouldn't be feeling very good at all as long as she was around a strange Narrator. 

They were on a path up to the castle. 

Beosta drew her crossblade, suspicious. 

Well, Chord couldn’t see from in the machine, anyway… “Great! I’ll tell-“ the doorbell rang “-him. Huh. That was fast.” 
Rebus thought the sunset was quite beautiful, now that he knew what it looked like. Symbol hasn’t been described in a while.  

Rebus thought as much. He’d still be strange, but would probably be less unfamiliar with time. And he might become less of a Narrator with time as well, though as the planet showed that wouldn’t make it much harder to kill people with a thought. 
Rebus put his hands up to show he wasn’t carrying any weapons, though again that wouldn’t make it much harder to kill people with a thought (Shoe would, though). 

1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Shoe grabbed his ax, but also waved in case nothing was wrong.

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. . . I mean, I guess . . .

 

 

Oh really? Sweet-

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“Hello Shoe, Beosta. I’ve been trying to form an organization that now that I think about it needs a name. Anyway, the people I recruit - which I hope includes you two - get some training and then promise to fight anyone trying to destroy or conquer the Thread.” 
Rebus mixed together the picture and what Symbol had said, continuing to admire the sunrise. 

1 hour ago, TwinStorm said:

He nodded to Rebus. "Where are we going?"

"What if . . . there was Balance? One person, equally aligned, with Antagonist and Protagonist. I mean . . . they would be bound to inaction, but wouldn't that would make sure no Blade was claimed?"

“I’m putting together a headquarters now.” 
“In order for that to happen, you’d have to be extremely self-defeating yet still manage to be the greatest thread to the Thread - and because of the way protagonists work, yourself - then save everyone from you. We could split the burden and have one person earn Protagonist and one earn Antagonist, but at that point it’s easier to just destroy them rather than risking them falling into the wrong hands. Even then, I did consider the idea - or permanently forging the Blades together - but I decided that the person may end up as a Tragic Hero instead, which does not do what you want.” 

1 hour ago, Hawks said:

"first of all, I dont need anything. Im one of the strongest demons coming third to only the king and queen of hell. So i can cause havoc without help. And as for your... plotblades?no i dont know what they are."

“Well, that’s excellent, but teleporters are almost always of use. Also, what? Anyway, Plotblades are magical weapons which impose patterns of fiction onto reality. One of them is Antagonist - in order to get it, you must already antagonize people, but once you have it you become a better Antagonist, with plot armor and all. I’m trying to earn it so that someone likely to kill me can’t, which means I need to cause problems.” 

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

2 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"Unsure. I am not able to access that information."

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

@Bird Furious what about Shoe and Beosta? We were trying to find plot for them, right?

She took his hand again and walked beside him.

Sheldon woke up on her shoulder and chirped softly.

 

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Who is this?

 

 

Taeidin, confused, sits down in a chair and then leans backwards until his head is touching the floor. He then sits back upright. 

"So - did you see how he appeared or did you?" he asks Utility. 

@Kaladin Stormcursed

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus put his hands up to show he wasn’t carrying any weapons, though again that wouldn’t make it much harder to kill people with a thought (Shoe would, though). 

What do you want? Shoe asked.

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

“Hello Shoe, Beosta. I’ve been trying to form an organization that now that I think about it needs a name. Anyway, the people I recruit - which I hope includes you two - get some training and then promise to fight anyone trying to destroy or conquer the Thread.” 

Shoe tilted his head.

Really? That's all? What's the catch?

57 minutes ago, epl2 said:

Taeidin, confused, sits down in a chair and then leans backwards until his head is touching the floor. He then sits back upright. 

"So - did you see how he appeared or did you?" he asks Utility. 

@Kaladin Stormcursed

"Not that I recall."

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

"So, you also have memory loss? Interesting." 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, epl2 said:

"So, you also have memory loss? Interesting." 

". . . I don't believe I do."

He does not

but

Whatever

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

2 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

". . . I don't believe I do."

He does not

but

Whatever

"Oh, maybe you just didn't see him. That's a better explanation." 

I know

It's just Taeidin taking your words far too literally. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

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Nice, nice.

oh- I thought that's where they were before-

uh-

lol

Tam's face flushed, but she didn't say anything.

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I finished the timeline:

 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

2 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

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Nice, nice.

oh- I thought that's where they were before-

uh-

lol

Tam's face flushed, but she didn't say anything.

Pfft  

The woman sighed, then stepped into the tunnel. Bat frowned, but followed. 

2 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Well, Chord couldn’t see from in the machine, anyway… “Great! I’ll tell-“ the doorbell rang “-him. Huh. That was fast.” 
Rebus thought the sunset was quite beautiful, now that he knew what it looked like. Symbol hasn’t been described in a while.  

Rebus thought as much. He’d still be strange, but would probably be less unfamiliar with time. And he might become less of a Narrator with time as well, though as the planet showed that wouldn’t make it much harder to kill people with a thought. 
Rebus put his hands up to show he wasn’t carrying any weapons, though again that wouldn’t make it much harder to kill people with a thought (Shoe would, though). 

“Hello Shoe, Beosta. I’ve been trying to form an organization that now that I think about it needs a name. Anyway, the people I recruit - which I hope includes you two - get some training and then promise to fight anyone trying to destroy or conquer the Thread.” 
Rebus mixed together the picture and what Symbol had said, continuing to admire the sunrise. 

“I’m putting together a headquarters now.” 
“In order for that to happen, you’d have to be extremely self-defeating yet still manage to be the greatest thread to the Thread - and because of the way protagonists work, yourself - then save everyone from you. We could split the burden and have one person earn Protagonist and one earn Antagonist, but at that point it’s easier to just destroy them rather than risking them falling into the wrong hands. Even then, I did consider the idea - or permanently forging the Blades together - but I decided that the person may end up as a Tragic Hero instead, which does not do what you want.” 

“Well, that’s excellent, but teleporters are almost always of use. Also, what? Anyway, Plotblades are magical weapons which impose patterns of fiction onto reality. One of them is Antagonist - in order to get it, you must already antagonize people, but once you have it you become a better Antagonist, with plot armor and all. I’m trying to earn it so that someone likely to kill me can’t, which means I need to cause problems.” 

Mr. Whitlock set Snow down on the chair next to Chord, then headed to answer the door. 

“And red,” she reminded him. “Deep, crimson red.” 
*snickers* Wow, subtle  

She had long, jet-black hair that contrasted both her very pale skin and her light, jade colored eyes. At the moment, she wore a deep violet dress with voluminous sleeves, edged with silver. Simple but elegant. 

Rose flinched. “So…..”

”Sure,@ she said immediately. 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

41 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

What do you want? Shoe asked.

Shoe tilted his head.

Really? That's all? What's the catch?

“There’s legitimately no catch. My self-interest is all in the pitch - I happen to live here, so undermining the people defending it makes very little sense. You could fight me with the training I’m giving you. You’d still likely lose, but it’d be better than how you’d fare now. And of course the Ennullers can’t very well delete me from existence if I’m in a partnership with them.” As usual, Rebus was telling the truth - and unambiguously, for once. 

18 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Mr. Whitlock set Snow down on the chair next to Chord, then headed to answer the door. 

“And red,” she reminded him. “Deep, crimson red.” 
*snickers* Wow, subtle  

She had long, jet-black hair that contrasted both her very pale skin and her light, jade colored eyes. At the moment, she wore a deep violet dress with voluminous sleeves, edged with silver. Simple but elegant. 

Rose flinched. “So…..”

”Sure,@ she said immediately. 

Chord sat there for a moment. “I can sing, you know. It’s one of the advantages to being a music box.” 
Rebus was at the door, as perhaps would have been expected. “Hello! You are Mr. Whitlock, I presume. May I come in?” 
Rebus nodded, noticing that crimson red and jade green contrasted quite well. 
Well, I also legitimately had no idea what Symbol looked like, so… 

“Oh, yes, tattoos! If I recall correctly, in the vision you had both Nullite and nanomachines, but here we’ve got an opportunity to customize them with more thought that whatever Meat possibly did to produce something that close to coherent.” He waved a hand and the walls changed into floating schematics in the very specific computer green, a gridded horizon extending off into the distance. “Don’t walk into those, by the way. At the moment they’re still walls.” 

Rebus nodded. “Alright - I’ve got enough room at this point to give you two - and Cricket and Rose - rooms to talk in. Actual training areas aren’t functional yet, but we should start by going over your current capabilities and some skills you definitely want.” 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said:

What do you want? Shoe asked.

Shoe tilted his head.

Really? That's all? What's the catch?

"Not that I recall."

"D'yeh know some way we might be able ta find out?"

[Keke They/he]

2 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Well, Chord couldn’t see from in the machine, anyway… “Great! I’ll tell-“ the doorbell rang “-him. Huh. That was fast.” 
Rebus thought the sunset was quite beautiful, now that he knew what it looked like. Symbol hasn’t been described in a while.  

Rebus thought as much. He’d still be strange, but would probably be less unfamiliar with time. And he might become less of a Narrator with time as well, though as the planet showed that wouldn’t make it much harder to kill people with a thought. 
Rebus put his hands up to show he wasn’t carrying any weapons, though again that wouldn’t make it much harder to kill people with a thought (Shoe would, though). 

“Hello Shoe, Beosta. I’ve been trying to form an organization that now that I think about it needs a name. Anyway, the people I recruit - which I hope includes you two - get some training and then promise to fight anyone trying to destroy or conquer the Thread.” 
Rebus mixed together the picture and what Symbol had said, continuing to admire the sunrise. 

“I’m putting together a headquarters now.” 
“In order for that to happen, you’d have to be extremely self-defeating yet still manage to be the greatest thread to the Thread - and because of the way protagonists work, yourself - then save everyone from you. We could split the burden and have one person earn Protagonist and one earn Antagonist, but at that point it’s easier to just destroy them rather than risking them falling into the wrong hands. Even then, I did consider the idea - or permanently forging the Blades together - but I decided that the person may end up as a Tragic Hero instead, which does not do what you want.” 

“Well, that’s excellent, but teleporters are almost always of use. Also, what? Anyway, Plotblades are magical weapons which impose patterns of fiction onto reality. One of them is Antagonist - in order to get it, you must already antagonize people, but once you have it you become a better Antagonist, with plot armor and all. I’m trying to earn it so that someone likely to kill me can’t, which means I need to cause problems.” 

"tch i can teleport. Name it and i can do it. And im great at antagonizing people."

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

4 minutes ago, Hawks said:

"tch i can teleport. Name it and i can do it. And im great at antagonizing people."

Rebus wasn’t actually sure anyone needed bothering. “Let’s see… I can’t think of people who both exist and also aren’t being bothered by one of us. If you can try to get Asher and Pyk either working for me or fighting against me, even tangentially, that’ll work. Oh, and I have some objects you can plant for me as you travel, preferably once per planet - they’ll self replicate if you touch them to a rock and say replicate, so you shouldn’t run out, and can get others to do the same. And I’ll of course call you if someone actually fun to mess with needs messing with. Is there anything you would want in return?” 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

29 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

“There’s legitimately no catch. My self-interest is all in the pitch - I happen to live here, so undermining the people defending it makes very little sense. You could fight me with the training I’m giving you. You’d still likely lose, but it’d be better than how you’d fare now. And of course the Ennullers can’t very well delete me from existence if I’m in a partnership with them.” As usual, Rebus was telling the truth - and unambiguously, for once. 

Chord sat there for a moment. “I can sing, you know. It’s one of the advantages to being a music box.” 
Rebus was at the door, as perhaps would have been expected. “Hello! You are Mr. Whitlock, I presume. May I come in?” 
Rebus nodded, noticing that crimson red and jade green contrasted quite well. 
Well, I also legitimately had no idea what Symbol looked like, so… 

“Oh, yes, tattoos! If I recall correctly, in the vision you had both Nullite and nanomachines, but here we’ve got an opportunity to customize them with more thought that whatever Meat possibly did to produce something that close to coherent.” He waved a hand and the walls changed into floating schematics in the very specific computer green, a gridded horizon extending off into the distance. “Don’t walk into those, by the way. At the moment they’re still walls.” 

Rebus nodded. “Alright - I’ve got enough room at this point to give you two - and Cricket and Rose - rooms to talk in. Actual training areas aren’t functional yet, but we should start by going over your current capabilities and some skills you definitely want.” 

Snow's eyes lit up. "Twinkle, twinkle, little star," he whispered. 

"Most of my family's still asleep. Perhaps we could take a walk?" He smiled amiably and closed the door behind him. 

Ahh, it has been a while since I described her in detail 

Symbol hadn't thought of that. She tilted her head at the sunset. Red's a pretty color, though. 

Rose still seemed hesitant, but something woke in her eyes when he mentioned the tattoos. "Customize?" 

Beosta grinned, then pulled out a small notepad. "May I begin?" 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 hour ago, epl2 said:

"Oh, maybe you just didn't see him. That's a better explanation." 

I know

It's just Taeidin taking your words far too literally. 

"Probably."

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Oh!

Cool. :3

1 hour ago, Bird Furious said:

Pfft  

The woman sighed, then stepped into the tunnel. Bat frowned, but followed. 

”Sure,@ she said immediately. 

Weird, Tam thought to herself, biting back a smile.

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Shoe sighed.

36 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

“There’s legitimately no catch. My self-interest is all in the pitch - I happen to live here, so undermining the people defending it makes very little sense. You could fight me with the training I’m giving you. You’d still likely lose, but it’d be better than how you’d fare now. And of course the Ennullers can’t very well delete me from existence if I’m in a partnership with them.” As usual, Rebus was telling the truth - and unambiguously, for once. 

Rebus nodded. “Alright - I’ve got enough room at this point to give you two - and Cricket and Rose - rooms to talk in. Actual training areas aren’t functional yet, but we should start by going over your current capabilities and some skills you definitely want.” 

Really? Hmm . . .

35 minutes ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"D'yeh know some way we might be able ta find out?"

"Talk to him?"

3 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Beosta grinned, then pulled out a small notepad. "May I begin?" 

Shoe snorted and smiled.

. . .

Wait- hey, that's my notepad!

He shifted through his pockets to find that, indeed, his notepad was missing.

Nevermind, he sighed.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

8 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"Probably."

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Oh!

Cool. :3

Weird, Tam thought to herself, biting back a smile.

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Shoe sighed.

Really? Hmm . . .

"Talk to him?"

Shoe snorted and smiled.

. . .

Wait- hey, that's my notepad!

He shifted through his pockets to find that, indeed, his notepad was missing.

Nevermind, he sighed.

Halfway down the tunnel, the woman paused. Bat frowned. Had there been a secret door in here after all? 

Wait...

...

The air was shivering. 

-

"I had to take notes," she apologized. "I was gonna give it back..." 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

8 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Snow's eyes lit up. "Twinkle, twinkle, little star," he whispered. 

"Most of my family's still asleep. Perhaps we could take a walk?" He smiled amiably and closed the door behind him. 

Ahh, it has been a while since I described her in detail 

Symbol hadn't thought of that. She tilted her head at the sunset. Red's a pretty color, though. 

Rose still seemed hesitant, but something woke in her eyes when he mentioned the tattoos. "Customize?" 

Beosta grinned, then pulled out a small notepad. "May I begin?" 

Chord accompanied him, acting as an ordinary music box - interspersed with giggles. 
Rebus nodded. “That would be just fine.” 
“Very true.” Wow, that day passed very quickly - I can believe the sun is setting again.  

“Of course! I can do lots of different things - what kinds of capabilities do you want? I could work in the same thing that lets me make the walls look like a horizon if you wanted camouflage, for instance. And of course there’s the question of whether you’re willing to connect your nerves to the tattoos - it lets you have mental control over them, but many people are understandably squeamish.” 

“Certainly.” 

7 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Really? Hmm . . .

Shoe snorted and smiled.

. . .

Wait- hey, that's my notepad!

He shifted through his pockets to find that, indeed, his notepad was missing.

Nevermind, he sighed.

Rebus constructed a new one for him. “Feel free to take all the time you’d like writing down what you can do and what you want to do.” Because I’m going to bed - I have a swim meet early tomorrow morning. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

7 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Halfway down the tunnel, the woman paused. Bat frowned. Had there been a secret door in here after all? 

Wait...

...

The air was shivering. 

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"I had to take notes," she apologized. "I was gonna give it back..." 

"Uh . . . what's going on?"

-

He chuckled and pulled her into a short hug.

It's okay. Go ahead.

7 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus constructed a new one for him. “Feel free to take all the time you’d like writing down what you can do and what you want to do.” Because I’m going to bed - I have a swim meet early tomorrow morning. 

ohhhhhhh good luck! Have fun!

Shoe shrugged and took it.

Thanks. Alright.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

18 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

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Oh!

Cool. :3

Weird, Tam thought to herself, biting back a smile.

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Shoe sighed.

Really? Hmm . . .

"Talk to him?"

Shoe snorted and smiled.

. . .

Wait- hey, that's my notepad!

He shifted through his pockets to find that, indeed, his notepad was missing.

Nevermind, he sighed.

Taeidin looks at Cep confusedly. @Kaladin Stormcursed

"Who's him?" 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, epl2 said:

Taeidin looks at Cep confusedly. @Kaladin Stormcursed

"Who's him?" 

". . . Whoever it is that you've been talking about?"

[Keke They/he]

35 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus wasn’t actually sure anyone needed bothering. “Let’s see… I can’t think of people who both exist and also aren’t being bothered by one of us. If you can try to get Asher and Pyk either working for me or fighting against me, even tangentially, that’ll work. Oh, and I have some objects you can plant for me as you travel, preferably once per planet - they’ll self replicate if you touch them to a rock and say replicate, so you shouldn’t run out, and can get others to do the same. And I’ll of course call you if someone actually fun to mess with needs messing with. Is there anything you would want in return?” 

"im not dragging them into this. I may be a demon. But im not that bad. And yes, I want something in return. All I ask is a little favor. At a time of my choosing. I call you up and you assist me in anytbing I ask for."