The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

43 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

Nobody answered. It was spooky, actually - there were no animals, just the sound of the wind. I suppose we wait. 

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Hi Nobody! It says you said something but not what it was you said :P

lol im kidding

I guess we do.

He waited

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Not like a normal person, but yes - there may actually be more IR, but it’s mostly waste heat from the nanotechnology. 
Rebus realized his Author had misunderstood who the feruchemist was - though no canon actions would really need changing. Time split, Rebus Narrating the world closer to the true timeline of the Thread, able to fight Named even as he was frozen attacking the third skeleton. The use of so much Narration was regrettable, but this was both efficient and necessary. 
As the spear coalesced in his adversary’s hands, Rebus - standing calmly in this new timeline - locked eyes with Named for the briefest of moments. His irises were orange - and though this was not for the reason that would be assumed, the conclusion that would be drawn was mostly true. As the spear was sent towards Rebus, shining blackness burst into existence around him. The spear crumbled into chalky powder as it hit the molecularly assembled obsidian, and Rebus smirked. “You were close - I don’t routinely possess the materials to assemble obsidian. Not that a puncture wound would be especially harmful, had I not used the Narration.” 

Obsidian?

You've read it, then?

Obsidian, however, is only meant to be harmful to luxin in the bloodstream, so...

Named knew that a simple luxin spear probably wouldn't be enough to kill this foe, but he had to try. So, using the red glow of the skeletons around him, Named drafted red, and shot the glue-like red luxin at Rebus, before immediately tapping zinc. To counter the backwards force, he burned some of iron on his spine that didn't have feruchemical charge, Pulling on the nanomachines. 

"Test 2."

Edited October 2, 2025 by KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren
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[NameIess]

2 hours ago, Hawks said:

"once he wakes up... isnt he- never mind"

"Once his Author returns, then." Jim froze. "Actually, forget I said that. I believe the handbook said I wasn't supposed to mention them."

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

“The thing is, Rebus wants to have his cake and eat it too. He’s quite adept at duplicating cakes, metaphorically speaking, but that deal cannot be twisted to his advantage - frankly, to both me and presumably unmodified Rebus, the idea of my story ending is terrifying. That’s oblivion, cessation of existence - regardless of how allegedly happy.” 

The Priest nodded slowly. "I see. Truly, Rebus is a twisted an-" he cut off suddenly, pulling a pocket watch from his robes. "Good heavens! I'll be late to the wedding!" He turned and vanished from sight in a sparkle of golden light.

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

The false Dreamsmith nodded, picking up the tongs used to extract the strand of soul a conventional item would require. Taking the glowing line from the Dreamsmith’s chest, he began to hammer it and one of the last stored pieces of soul material together. 

The strand of the Dreamsmith's soul flickered in time with his eyes as the false Dreamsmith worked. "Those tongs seem quite useful." Noted the Dreamsmith. "Perhaps I should acquire a pair."

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Withholding dangers sounded good - Jack walked closer, ducking under tree branches. “Hello?” he called, figuring that he could be gone before this mysterious singer could actually do him harm. 

The song cut off abruptly. In the deafening silence that followed, Jack could hear a faint rustling rapidly approaching from the direction the singer had been.

[Invested Flautist He/him]

11 hours ago, NameIess said:

“I’ll talk to him once he wakes up.” Jim said.

”I didn’t say I couldn’t help you find the spike. What does it look like?”

A little help, mysterious spirit? 

@Sherma Main

"I'm not quite sure..."

[Keke They/he]

11 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

You were telling me that Lezterp’s machine could get me and Symbol outside the Thread.” 

they nod. "Ah right. Uh dya want me to talk to letzerp and figure out how that'll work and all the details?" They smile. 

10 hours ago, NameIess said:

"Once his Author returns, then." Jim froze. "Actually, forget I said that. I believe the handbook said I wasn't supposed to mention them."

asher just groans. "I hate this place"

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

14 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

Ah ok

"Beyond that door will not be as here. His mind is sheer power, and as such does not structure the same as ours. You will have to find your way to the center, where his consciousness will be collected."

"And at the center, I will be able to sense his thoughts? His general personality?"

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, Ashkaloda said:

"And at the center, I will be able to sense his thoughts? His general personality?"

"Yes, or at least what passes for such in his brain. Beyond that, it is up to you to decipher what you find."

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

7 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

"Yes, or at least what passes for such in his brain. Beyond that, it is up to you to decipher what you find."

"I see."

Taeidin approaches the door. He hesitates a moment, hand on the knob, but then opens it and passes through. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

1 minute ago, Ashkaloda said:

"I see."

Taeidin approaches the door. He hesitates a moment, hand on the knob, but then opens it and passes through. 

As he passes through, the door vanishes behind him, and he finds himself in a sterile white corridor stretching as far as he can see in both directions.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

5 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

As he passes through, the door vanishes behind him, and he finds himself in a sterile white corridor stretching as far as he can see in both directions.

Taeidin takes a moment to inspect his surroundings, then attempts to mentally sense which direction would bring him to the center. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

Just now, Ashkaloda said:

Taeidin takes a moment to inspect his surroundings, then attempts to mentally sense which direction would bring him to the center. 

He gets a sense pointing straight ahead, past the wall.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

3 hours ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

He gets a sense pointing straight ahead, past the wall.

Taeidin walks up to the wall, inspecting it to see if there may be a concealed door. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

33 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

Taeidin walks up to the wall, inspecting it to see if there may be a concealed door. 

It's evidently just a solid wall.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

20 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

It's evidently just a solid wall.

He is momentarily distraught by this, but then seems to realise something and starts heading down the path to the left. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

4 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

He is momentarily distraught by this, but then seems to realise something and starts heading down the path to the left. 

He walks, and walks, and walks, until eventually the corridor turns to the right. Around the corner, there is another left-right split.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

10 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

He walks, and walks, and walks, until eventually the corridor turns to the right. Around the corner, there is another left-right split.

He elects to go right. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

2 hours ago, Ashkaloda said:

He elects to go right. 

After going right for awhile, the corridor turns left and arrives at yet another split.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

39 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said:

After going right for awhile, the corridor turns left and arrives at yet another split.

Increasingly aware at the oddity of having to choose a route through T-intersections, Taeidin opts to go right. 

[Kansas Stormcursed he/him]

7 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

Increasingly aware at the oddity of having to choose a route through T-intersections, Taeidin opts to go right. 

The process repeats itself.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

21 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Symbol leveled out with the other two, and the liquid covering the group’s helmets evaporated away. The landscape visible beyond was jaw-dropping - a sea of iridescence was laid out before them, almost perfectly flat except for brilliantly shining whirlpools. Rocks - pristine crystal ranging in size from tiny pebbles to what seemed like mountains on the horizon - floated a foot or so above the surface, just as Symbol, Keys, and Rebus were themselves doing. The sky was dark, stars paling in comparison to the light below. And the whole landscape sung, ringing in otherworldly harmony from all around them.
The light was not blinding, and the sound was not deafening, but it was everywhere - some who remained in this place might be driven insane by such things, though others could perhaps find beauty in the colors and tones. Rebus - his face serene, head clear of thoughts so as to remain above the flat plane of liquid - seemed to fall into the second category.

Symbol closed her eyes and let it wash over her. 

Keys found everything about this place annoying. It had no right to be pretty. 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

22 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

I guess we do.

He waited

I think there was a Nobody at some point - at one point, a number of common identifiers all had character, which caused some confusion. 
The mountaintop continued to be empty, and might very well be that way for some time. 

22 hours ago, KaladinsSenseOfHumorSpren said:

Obsidian?

You've read it, then?

Obsidian, however, is only meant to be harmful to luxin in the bloodstream, so...

Named knew that a simple luxin spear probably wouldn't be enough to kill this foe, but he had to try. So, using the red glow of the skeletons around him, Named drafted red, and shot the glue-like red luxin at Rebus, before immediately tapping zinc. To counter the backwards force, he burned some of iron on his spine that didn't have feruchemical charge, Pulling on the nanomachines. 

"Test 2."

Huh. I could have sworn we’ve see luxin constructs implode on contact with it. Maybe that was the spoilery version (which Rebus has no way to access). Some googling seems to say that obsidian bullets do punch through luxin more effectively, but that mirrors have the effects I’m actually thinking of. 
The spear of blue smashed into Rebus’s shield of obsidian, both shattering into numerous pieces. Rebus looked surprised for a second, but he stopped the red luxin in mid-air. There were nanomachines everywhere throughout the room, an omnipresent cloud of faint blue lines coming from even the air itself. But the ones Named Pulled on didn’t anchor him - instead, they flew towards him, barely perceivable even with the rapidly shortening steelsight lines. 

22 hours ago, NameIess said:

The Priest nodded slowly. "I see. Truly, Rebus is a twisted an-" he cut off suddenly, pulling a pocket watch from his robes. "Good heavens! I'll be late to the wedding!" He turned and vanished from sight in a sparkle of golden light.

The strand of the Dreamsmith's soul flickered in time with his eyes as the false Dreamsmith worked. "Those tongs seem quite useful." Noted the Dreamsmith. "Perhaps I should acquire a pair."

The song cut off abruptly. In the deafening silence that followed, Jack could hear a faint rustling rapidly approaching from the direction the singer had been.

TmwllR was rather shocked at the abrupt departure, but supposed the Priest would eventually come back. Hopefully the other rioters he had been leading didn’t try anything. 
“They don’t work outside the dream realm, so I will have no use for them. How had you been drawing out the soul strands?” The false Dreamsmith worked as he talked, stretching and shaping the strand into a head-sized, roughly spherical form. It began to turn to metal, details emerging from the diminishing glow. Seams and joints became visible, but the purpose of the object was still unclear. 
This, too, was somewhat ominous, but it was better than wolves. Jack hoped so, at least. So he held his ground, looking intently towards the rustling. 

12 hours ago, Hawks said:

they nod. "Ah right. Uh dya want me to talk to letzerp and figure out how that'll work and all the details?" They smile. 

Rebus nodded slowly. “Yes… I can grant you authority to make binding deals, to ensure Lezterp actually does as promised.” 

1 hour ago, Bird Furious said:

Symbol closed her eyes and let it wash over her. 

Keys found everything about this place annoying. It had no right to be pretty. 

Rebus had more-or-less expected both reactions. He slipped his hand out of Keys’ and grasped a small floating rock, remaining calm and detached so as to avoid dropping into the sea. He tossed it into the distance, the crystal touching the surface and being enveloped in a film of glowing liquid as it skimmed away from them. And conversely, the three began to drift the other direction, propelled by Rebus’s throw. 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

11 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

I think there was a Nobody at some point - at one point, a number of common identifiers all had character, which caused some confusion. 
The mountaintop continued to be empty, and might very well be that way for some time. 

He looked around to see what was near, around, or on the mountain, because a paticular dragon was determined to not let them time skip to the good stuff.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

2 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus had more-or-less expected both reactions. He slipped his hand out of Keys’ and grasped a small floating rock, remaining calm and detached so as to avoid dropping into the sea. He tossed it into the distance, the crystal touching the surface and being enveloped in a film of glowing liquid as it skimmed away from them. And conversely, the three began to drift the other direction, propelled by Rebus’s throw. 

Keys wrinkled her nose. Weird, the physics were. In her opinion. 

Symbol squeezed his hand. 

[Keke They/he]

3 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Rebus nodded slowly. “Yes… I can grant you authority to make binding deals, to ensure Lezterp actually does as promised.” 

this is gona end horrible isnt it?

erryin nods. "Alrighty! Will do. So i just like. Yo letzerp you are to follow through with... whatever deal im making, and or else.... right?"

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

13 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

Huh. I could have sworn we’ve see luxin constructs implode on contact with it. Maybe that was the spoilery version (which Rebus has no way to access). Some googling seems to say that obsidian bullets do punch through luxin more effectively, but that mirrors have the effects I’m actually thinking of. 
The spear of blue smashed into Rebus’s shield of obsidian, both shattering into numerous pieces. Rebus looked surprised for a second, but he stopped the red luxin in mid-air. There were nanomachines everywhere throughout the room, an omnipresent cloud of faint blue lines coming from even the air itself. But the ones Named Pulled on didn’t anchor him - instead, they flew towards him, barely perceivable even with the rapidly shortening steelsight lines. 

Yeah I'd thought that you might've mixed 'em up with mirrors.

Also I've just started the Broken Eye, so...

All I know so far is that it has some kind of connection to

Spoiler

Black Luxin

Named quickly tapped balance from one of his tinminds so he didn't trip. He grinded to a halt, before tapping brass, gold and throwing up a duralumin-bendalloy bubble. The increased heat disintegrated his luxin, but it helped oxidise some of the copper in his copperminds, turning them green. Then, he began burning some of his extra bendalloy, stored in his mandible, without duralumin.

Tapping Investiture, he reforged his armour, this time drawing in the light reflected by his copperminds to make green luxin joints in his otherwise blue skin, to add flexibility and increased strength.

Named then stored Identity and Investiture, and used some of the luxin stored in his bone marrow to break of a piece of unsealed nicrosilmind which held some of his chromaturgy. Many pieces, in fact. As his luxin was still bound to his Will, he was able to push them through his armour and into his open blue-and-green hand. 

Named extinguished his bendalloy and tapped steel, quickly giving each skeleton a metalmind.

"Tap it!" he commanded.