The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

Just now, TwinStorm said:

"Well, I'm also supposed to kill you." she replied, as crystal spikes exploded through the ground near Rebel, threatening to impale him.

--

Rebel was not one for a challenge, Atreides presumed.

Rebel jumped, panicking, and summoned his Plotblade (which was, in truth, a scepter) back from Lezterp. Who probably has time to investigate it before then. He pointed it at Fael, and she was suddenly gripped by an incredible desire to stare at the sword. It wouldn't last long, though, so Rebel struck Fael with the Plotblade, trying to steal enough Narration to survive. 

That was true - he'd been made that way because Rebus might have simply attacked Desolation and gotten himself annihilated. Rebel wasn't helpless, though - surrendering and losing were not the same thing. 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

12 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel jumped, panicking, and summoned his Plotblade (which was, in truth, a scepter) back from Lezterp. Who probably has time to investigate it before then. He pointed it at Fael, and she was suddenly gripped by an incredible desire to stare at the sword. It wouldn't last long, though, so Rebel struck Fael with the Plotblade, trying to steal enough Narration to survive. 

That was true - he'd been made that way because Rebus might have simply attacked Desolation and gotten himself annihilated. Rebel wasn't helpless, though - surrendering and losing were not the same thing. 

Fael tried to break contact with the sword, but the Blade hit her before she was successful, knocking her back several feet. She got up, wiping blood off her face, grimacing. A bolt of energy erupted from her outstretched hand, heading straight for Rebel.

Edited June 1, 2025 by TwinStorm

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

45 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Fael tried to break contact with the sword, but the Blade hit her before she was successful, knocking her back several feet. She got up, wiping blood off her face, grimacing. A bolt of energy erupted from her outstretched hand, heading straight for Rebel.

Rebel intercepted the bolt with his Plotblade, but was blown backwards. The sword began to crumble in Fael’s hand as Rebel absorbed its energy, then launched a spike of gold out from the scepter, aiming for Fael. “Atredies, I need more energy to win this! A war of attrition against a Narrator can only end one way.” 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

14 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Probably, but you should read that portion of the Thread to insure you don't mess anything up (I don't know whether the search function is case-sensitive, but if so, you can use that). 

Huh. That seems really interesting to roleplay, and does pretty much counter anything Rebel could do to him. 

Rebel caved, grimacing but giving Lezterp the scepter and Fael the sword. "Fine. You can have them. Don't kill me, please." 

14 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

Fael sighed, transforming her pistol into a shotgun, rattling off several more bullets.

--

Atreides eyed him. "You're . . . surrendering. To a pretzel." He sighed, jumping off the tower, landing near Lezterp. He smiled, twirling Crusade as he began to glow golden. "My name is Atreides, Pretzel."

@CoderDrag0n8

Lezterp looks at the scepter. "Oh. This is a fun prize."

this is the real plotblade, right?

"Hello Atreides. I would much perfer you call me Lezterp. And, no. I am not a pushover and will not be easily won against. Would you like a pretzel?"

Just so you know, TwinStorm, Lezterp can hear any Pretzel-related thoughts, and that includes thoughts about him. So if you would please, that would be nice.

And it is very hard to shield yourself from his abilities.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

On 5/30/2025 at 8:32 PM, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"No...ah don' know if ah ever knew the name."

Taeidin ponders for a second. 

"So, these people we are dealing with are clearly well-connected. What is the motivation?" 

[TwinStorm He/Him]

2 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel intercepted the bolt with his Plotblade, but was blown backwards. The sword began to crumble in Fael’s hand as Rebel absorbed its energy, then launched a spike of gold out from the scepter, aiming for Fael. “Atredies, I need more energy to win this! A war of attrition against a Narrator can only end one way.” 

Fael cursed, causing a wall of crystal to erupt between them and intercept the bolt. The wall then exploded forward, heading towards Rebel.

--

"What? You want my energy?"

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Lezterp looks at the scepter. "Oh. This is a fun prize."

this is the real plotblade, right?

"Hello Atreides. I would much perfer you call me Lezterp. And, no. I am not a pushover and will not be easily won against. Would you like a pretzel?"

Just so you know, TwinStorm, Lezterp can hear any Pretzel-related thoughts, and that includes thoughts about him. So if you would please, that would be nice.

And it is very hard to shield yourself from his abilities.

"No." he replied, slashing Crusade at Lezterp.

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 hour ago, Ashkaloda said:

Taeidin ponders for a second. 

"So, these people we are dealing with are clearly well-connected. What is the motivation?" 

"Ah reckon we oughta figure out what they're usin' this for first."

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 hour ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

Lezterp looks at the scepter. "Oh. This is a fun prize."

this is the real plotblade, right?

"Hello Atreides. I would much perfer you call me Lezterp. And, no. I am not a pushover and will not be easily won against. Would you like a pretzel?"

Just so you know, TwinStorm, Lezterp can hear any Pretzel-related thoughts, and that includes thoughts about him. So if you would please, that would be nice.

And it is very hard to shield yourself from his abilities.

Yeah, it is. The scepter spoke in his mind, saying, Thank you. … What is wrong with you?! 
I’ll note that Rebel teleports it back just before Atreides attacks Lezterp, so the conversation here is in the past. (Unless Lezterp prevents that, in which case we end up with time shenanigans) 

9 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

Fael cursed, causing a wall of crystal to erupt between them and intercept the bolt. The wall then exploded forward, heading towards Rebel.

--

"What? You want my energy?"

"No." he replied, slashing Crusade at Lezterp.

Rebel jumped into the air, using utility fog to gain height and get over the wall.  He was running out of both power and ideas, though. 
“Yours, Crusade’s, pretzel guy’s - doesn’t matter. Make me a general, maybe?” 

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

24 minutes ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

"Ah reckon we oughta figure out what they're usin' this for first."

"We don't know what it does, as it must do something else would not be here, but does not appear to do anything. Maybe-" 

He cuts off mid-sentence as two sets of footsteps can be heard ascending the stairs nearby. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

40 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"We don't know what it does, as it must do something else would not be here, but does not appear to do anything. Maybe-" 

He cuts off mid-sentence as two sets of footsteps can be heard ascending the stairs nearby. 

Cep immediately grabs Taeidin's arm. "Do ah hide us?"

[TwinStorm He/Him]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Yeah, it is. The scepter spoke in his mind, saying, Thank you. … What is wrong with you?! 
I’ll note that Rebel teleports it back just before Atreides attacks Lezterp, so the conversation here is in the past. (Unless Lezterp prevents that, in which case we end up with time shenanigans) 

Rebel jumped into the air, using utility fog to gain height and get over the wall.  He was running out of both power and ideas, though. 
“Yours, Crusade’s, pretzel guy’s - doesn’t matter. Make me a general, maybe?” 

Fael grinned, forming ten clones of herself, who ran at Rebel, slashing.

Atreides sighed, making Rebel a Narrator. Temporarily, of course.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

2 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

Fael cursed, causing a wall of crystal to erupt between them and intercept the bolt. The wall then exploded forward, heading towards Rebel.

--

"What? You want my energy?"

"No." he replied, slashing Crusade at Lezterp.

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Yeah, it is. The scepter spoke in his mind, saying, Thank you. … What is wrong with you?! 
I’ll note that Rebel teleports it back just before Atreides attacks Lezterp, so the conversation here is in the past. (Unless Lezterp prevents that, in which case we end up with time shenanigans) 

Rebel jumped into the air, using utility fog to gain height and get over the wall.  He was running out of both power and ideas, though. 
“Yours, Crusade’s, pretzel guy’s - doesn’t matter. Make me a general, maybe?” 

ah okay so Lezterp would have felt the pull of Rebel pulling the scepter away, right?

Lots of things. Give me a sec. Lezterp said, while summoning a huge amount of pretzels into his stomach, and using them for a huge power boost. He funneled all of his power into keeping the scepter in his hands, as he doges Atreides's slash.

"Ah, Pretzel. Okay." He suddenly glowed with a bright light the color of pretzel. Any who looked at him while this happened, couldn't see Lezterp. When the glow faded, he was gone. In his place was a pretzel roughly the size and weight of Lezterp and the scepter.

--

No one would have been able to track Lezterp's movements.

Lezterp and the scepter woke up in the middle of a large field made entirely out of pretzels of all shapes and sizes.

"So, you are sentient, huh?" Lezterp says to the scepter. "And would you prefer for me to talk out loud" or like this?

Edited June 1, 2025 by CoderDrag0n8

[TwinStorm He/Him]

29 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

ah okay so Lezterp would have felt the pull of Rebel pulling the scepter away, right?

Lots of things. Give me a sec. Lezterp said, while summoning a huge amount of pretzels into his stomach, and using them for a huge power boost. He funneled all of his power into keeping the scepter in his hands, as he doges Atreides's slash.

"Ah, Pretzel. Okay." He suddenly glowed with a bright light the color of pretzel. Any who looked at him while this happened, couldn't see Lezterp. When the glow faded, he was gone. In his place was a pretzel roughly the size and weight of Lezterp and the scepter.

--

No one would have been able to track Lezterp's movements.

Lezterp and the scepter woke up in the middle of a large field made entirely out of pretzels of all shapes and sizes.

"So, you are sentient, huh?" Lezterp says to the scepter. "And would you prefer for me to talk out loud" or like this?

Atreides sighed, watching him disappear. He turned back to Rebel. "He's gone!"

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

2 hours ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

Cep immediately grabs Taeidin's arm. "Do ah hide us?"

"Wait," Taeidin says as the footsteps draw closer. Two people can be heard talking with each other softly. "Something might be able to be learned." 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

2 hours ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Wait," Taeidin says as the footsteps draw closer. Two people can be heard talking with each other softly. "Something might be able to be learned." 

Cep looks around. "There," he says, pointing at a small pantry near the door. "We could maybe hide in there, so long as they don't check it."

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

7 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

Fael grinned, forming ten clones of herself, who ran at Rebel, slashing.

Atreides sighed, making Rebel a Narrator. Temporarily, of course.

Rebel sneered, and tossed a gold coin into their mists. All ten were compelled to desire the coin, and to be the only one to have it. 

Rebel nodded to him, grateful. 

6 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

ah okay so Lezterp would have felt the pull of Rebel pulling the scepter away, right?

Lots of things. Give me a sec. Lezterp said, while summoning a huge amount of pretzels into his stomach, and using them for a huge power boost. He funneled all of his power into keeping the scepter in his hands, as he doges Atreides's slash.

"Ah, Pretzel. Okay." He suddenly glowed with a bright light the color of pretzel. Any who looked at him while this happened, couldn't see Lezterp. When the glow faded, he was gone. In his place was a pretzel roughly the size and weight of Lezterp and the scepter.

--

No one would have been able to track Lezterp's movements.

Lezterp and the scepter woke up in the middle of a large field made entirely out of pretzels of all shapes and sizes.

"So, you are sentient, huh?" Lezterp says to the scepter. "And would you prefer for me to talk out loud" or like this?

He would have, yeah. That's not normal procedure, though; the scepter is basically accepting bribes. 

Mentally will suffice. I am sentient, and sapient. Do you know how bizarre your mind is? 

6 hours ago, TwinStorm said:

Atreides sighed, watching him disappear. He turned back to Rebel. "He's gone!"

"And he has my Plotblade," Rebel said, dejectedly. "I should have been able to summon it back - I still have the bond. Should we retreat as well? It's not like we have anything to gain from staying." 

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

On 5/28/2025 at 5:55 PM, TwinStorm said:

He crossed over to her. "Hey. How'd it go?"

"Good, I think." 

On 5/28/2025 at 7:53 PM, Dragonheir said:

“Lezterp - a pretzel spirit who supposedly has the power of a god. He’s over there.” 

“Would you accept payment in an incredible amount of pretzels to boost your power? As for your question…” Rebus thought @Dragonheir’s thoughts, as he possessed a link to his Author’s mind. @Dragonheir did legitimately want pretzels, but it was mixed with thoughts of the Shard, and how he liked the idea of Materializers, and wanted to see how the plot would going. The gestalt of opinions was cut off before anything about the coming plotline could be revealed, but it was still enough to profoundly inform Lezterp of his fictionality. 

Rebus nodded at the results. Rose was more stable than Cricket - he could use that, teach them to work together and follow Rose’s more decisive and rational lead in a crisis. The aggression might cause problems, but it would also get rid of problems - Rebus, at least, considered false positives perfectly fine if the world (and more importantly, him and Symbol, who reside within it) is at stake. Note - trigger-happy superhumans are a problem in my book, but Rebus’s ethics are kinda twisted. 
Rebus leapt off the bird, then took off his jacket and gave it to Symbol, assuming she was still wearing her party dress. “You need warm clothes too. Ruia might have been you, but your judgment was clouded by Corruption. I don’t know if that makes it all right, but it does make it ridiculous to punish yourself - Corruption is dead and gone, and so, unfortunately, are the people it made you kill. Hypothermia will not solve that.” 

Hehe I love twisted ethics 

Symbol reluctantly accepted the coat. "I... guess that might have been Corruption. I felt different, though. I don't know." 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

9 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

Hehe I love twisted ethics 

Symbol reluctantly accepted the coat. "I... guess that might have been Corruption. I felt different, though. I don't know." 

Yeah, it's fun. Would be horrendous in the real world, but very interesting to write about. 

"Even if it wasn't, the fact that you feel bad about it means you're not that person anymore." 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

*phew*

sorry for being gone, y'all

finally ready to hop back into this

On 5/21/2025 at 3:38 PM, IcedOutPenguin said:

Prie kept running. He wouldn't let them catch him.

He was fast. Very fast.

But many of the insects were faster.

They gained on him.

On 5/22/2025 at 6:11 AM, Dragonheir said:

Tam is dead, plot-wise. She’s suffered the very fate Rebus has spent all this effort trying to avoid. 

that . . .

dang

it hits hard to read it like that

On 5/22/2025 at 3:38 PM, xinoehp512 said:

Bacon conjured a trampoline and began bouncing up and down to get a perspective on the surrounding area.

"Remind me what we're looking for again?" he called.

"Excellent! Should I expect the plotline now, or will it be delivered by mail in 3-5 business days?"

Hmm

Do I need to start doing GM things again?

if you want :3

On 5/24/2025 at 12:44 PM, Bird Furious said:

"I'll find something when I leave. No problem." 

"Of course." Xanther started into the tunnel, stepping over the crumpled door. 

Bat blinked, then stared at her. "W- what?" 

On 5/24/2025 at 11:05 PM, Bird Furious said:

“And they can be summoned and stuff, right? Like a Plotblade?” She fingered the edges, pleased to find that they were sharp. (If that’s ok).

It would indeed. 

Bat paled, then sat down heavily in his chair. “@Through The Living Glass? Wh… why?”

wait-

wait no-

wait no don't be like that-

aw, Bat-

On 5/25/2025 at 9:46 AM, Dragonheir said:

Rebus waited. He’d known this would happen. The best way to lie to someone, to manipulate them into doing your will, was to tell the truth.

Even if it was only part of the truth.

*sigh*

On 5/25/2025 at 1:27 PM, Bird Furious said:

She nodded approvingly. 

"@Through The Living Glass?" Bat said again. 

It's not your fault, she said softly in his mind.

On 5/27/2025 at 12:09 PM, TwinStorm said:

oh right my bad

he is coming then

Stone hovered in the void. It was known as the Place of Indecision, where characters went when Authors were busy, and it was really quite cramped.

"Hello?" he whispered, jostling past Malevolence and some other poor souls, hoping somebody would hear him.

@Through The Living Glass wanna do stuff with Stone again?

YES

On 5/28/2025 at 12:42 PM, CoderDrag0n8 said:

You called?

A voice poped into his head.

Suddenly, a pretzel appeared in his hand

and then a small gremlin-like creature made of pretzel apeared as well.

"I have salted, caramel, brown sugar, boiling, and more types of pretzels. Those were some delicous pretzel thoughts you were having.

hmph

he will never replace the muffin man

NEVER

*vanishes*

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Yeah, it's fun. Would be horrendous in the real world, but very interesting to write about. 

"Even if it wasn't, the fact that you feel bad about it means you're not that person anymore." 

She didn’t refute him, instead starting further up the mountain. 

“I forgot— what is it we’re looking for again?”

41 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

*phew*

sorry for being gone, y'all

finally ready to hop back into this

He was fast. Very fast.

But many of the insects were faster.

They gained on him.

that . . .

dang

it hits hard to read it like that

if you want :3

wait-

wait no-

wait no don't be like that-

aw, Bat-

Even if it was only part of the truth.

*sigh*

It's not your fault, she said softly in his mind.

YES

hmph

he will never replace the muffin man

NEVER

*vanishes*

He dropped his head into his hands. “Yes. It is.” He paused, then jumped to his feet, suddenly furious. “No, it’s not! It’s YOUR fault. You define her by ME, don’t you? Without me, she’s nothing. That’s YOUR fault! You’re a TERRIBLE Author!” 

He fell back into his seat, energy slumping out of him as he began to sob. 
 

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

12 hours ago, Kaladin Stormcursed said:

Cep looks around. "There," he says, pointing at a small pantry near the door. "We could maybe hide in there, so long as they don't check it."

"Alright." 

Taeidin enters the pantry. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

33 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Alright." 

Taeidin enters the pantry. 

Cep follows, closing the door to a crack.

[TwinStorm He/Him]

10 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel sneered, and tossed a gold coin into their mists. All ten were compelled to desire the coin, and to be the only one to have it. 

Rebel nodded to him, grateful. 

He would have, yeah. That's not normal procedure, though; the scepter is basically accepting bribes. 

Mentally will suffice. I am sentient, and sapient. Do you know how bizarre your mind is? 

"And he has my Plotblade," Rebel said, dejectedly. "I should have been able to summon it back - I still have the bond. Should we retreat as well? It's not like we have anything to gain from staying." 

The ten cut themselves to pieces. Fael snarled, leaping at Rebel, swords drawn.

--

Atreides sighed. "If you wish."

8 hours ago, Bird Furious said:

"Good, I think." 

Hehe I love twisted ethics 

Symbol reluctantly accepted the coat. "I... guess that might have been Corruption. I felt different, though. I don't know." 

"That's good." Cricket replied, still breathing heavily. "Do you trust Rebus?" he said suddenly.

Edited June 2, 2025 by TwinStorm

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

32 minutes ago, TwinStorm said:

The ten cut themselves to pieces. Fael snarled, leaping at Rebel, swords drawn.

--

Atreides sighed. "If you wish."

"That's good." Cricket replied, still breathing heavily. "Do you trust Rebus?" he said suddenly.

She frowned. That was a weird question. “Sure. Don’t you?”

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

10 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebel sneered, and tossed a gold coin into their mists. All ten were compelled to desire the coin, and to be the only one to have it. 

Rebel nodded to him, grateful. 

He would have, yeah. That's not normal procedure, though; the scepter is basically accepting bribes. 

Mentally will suffice. I am sentient, and sapient. Do you know how bizarre your mind is? 

"And he has my Plotblade," Rebel said, dejectedly. "I should have been able to summon it back - I still have the bond. Should we retreat as well? It's not like we have anything to gain from staying." 

Yes, I do. I was also wondering I could study you? There are quite... strange things that 'plotblades' can do.