The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

21 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Lyric looked confused, standing halfway through a wall. "You're seeing things?" He asked thoughtfully. "Perhaps the sage does not like inorganic life. I can see the way ahead clearly enough."

--

Unintelligible got off the phone with Moni. "Alright, great! Cadewyn, the plan is a go. To explain, your Blade is actually a Plotblade, a fragment of an entity called Plot. It is called Resolution, and has power over that aspect of Plot. Moniker, who was the avatar of Nameless, hold Endings, another Plotblade. She's agreed to let me use it. Sequence wields Conflict. With those three Plotblades, we should be able to defeat Everyone."

--

Subversion glanced at Ivisyre. "Looks like they're putting together quite a plan to stop you. By the time Ryver opens a portal for you, they'll be more than ready to stop you." She smiled. "If only someone with godlike powers were here, capable of transporting you there a little early."

@Sequence@KnightSkye Reforged

"Good." Ryver said, "Three plotblades, and I can start making somethings." He sighed, "I should have saved some of that Narrativium to give Cadewyn so he could learn what that plotblade does exactly." He started conjuring some Garnet-red armor. The material was like something half way between metal and crystal, and fairly light. 

He made three suits of armor, one for Unintelligible, one for Cadewyn, and one for Sequence.

"I can't make one for myself since that would be suspicious to Everyone. But I can help you two into yours." Cadewyn's armor was less protective by necessity, because of his wings.

He stepped back. "I should probably go to let Everyone in. How long should I wait, Unintelligible?"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

33 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Lyric looked confused, standing halfway through a wall. "You're seeing things?" He asked thoughtfully. "Perhaps the sage does not like inorganic life. I can see the way ahead clearly enough."

--

Unintelligible got off the phone with Moni. "Alright, great! Cadewyn, the plan is a go. To explain, your Blade is actually a Plotblade, a fragment of an entity called Plot. It is called Resolution, and has power over that aspect of Plot. Moniker, who was the avatar of Nameless, hold Endings, another Plotblade. She's agreed to let me use it. Sequence wields Conflict. With those three Plotblades, we should be able to defeat Everyone."

--

Subversion glanced at Ivisyre. "Looks like they're putting together quite a plan to stop you. By the time Ryver opens a portal for you, they'll be more than ready to stop you." She smiled. "If only someone with godlike powers were here, capable of transporting you there a little early."

@Sequence@KnightSkye Reforged

There was a faint wind whispering thanks and encouragement from Sequence.

--

Ivisyre fixed their gaze on Subversion, considering. "Would you really be willing to do such a thing?" They asked bluntly with a glance at Able, who was pacing nearby. "What do you stand to gain? What's your price?"

[NameIess]

22 minutes ago, KnightSkye Reforged said:

"Good." Ryver said, "Three plotblades, and I can start making somethings." He sighed, "I should have saved some of that Narrativium to give Cadewyn so he could learn what that plotblade does exactly." He started conjuring some Garnet-red armor. The material was like something half way between metal and crystal, and fairly light. 

He made three suits of armor, one for Unintelligible, one for Cadewyn, and one for Sequence.

"I can't make one for myself since that would be suspicious to Everyone. But I can help you two into yours." Cadewyn's armor was less protective by necessity, because of his wings.

He stepped back. "I should probably go to let Everyone in. How long should I wait, Unintelligible?"

"We should wait for Sequence to be ready, and get into position first." Unintelligible said, examining the armor Ryver had made for him. "What's this stuff made of?"

As he spoke, Moni approached. She held the dagger of Endings, sheathed, in her right hand. She looked into Unintelligible's face searchingly. "You're sure this is absolutely necessary?" She asked softly. "There's no other way.

Unintelligible nodded. "Yes, Moni. Sequence has tried everything short of killing Everyone to get them to stop being evil. There is no other way than to kill Everyone, and your Blade may be the only way to do it. I... we might be able to do it without Endings, but..."

Moni nodded, and pressed the dagger into Unintelligible's hands. "But more people might get hurt. I understand, Unintelligible. Don't die trying to save Sequence this time, please."

Unintelligible grinned wryly. "I'll do my best." Carefully, he strapped Endings to his side.

9 minutes ago, Sequence said:

Ivisyre fixed their gaze on Subversion, considering. "Would you really be willing to do such a thing?" They asked bluntly with a glance at Able, who was pacing nearby. "What do you stand to gain? What's your price?"

"My price is simple." Subversion said. "Simply explain to me why you're evil. Precisely, why you don't care for the lives of others. Do this, and I will take you to Sequence's world, spicing up an otherwise bland execution of a villain who's overstayed their welcome." She laughed. "If you're convincing enough, I might even join you."

Edited November 20, 2025 by NameIess

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

Just now, NameIess said:

"We should wait for Sequence to be ready, and get into position first." Unintelligible said, examining the armor Ryver had made for him. "What's this stuff made of?"

As he spoke, Moni approached. She held the dagger of Endings, sheathed, in her right hand. She looked into Unintelligible's face searchingly. "You're sure this is absolutely necessary?" She asked softly. "There's no other way.

Unintelligible nodded. "Yes, Moni. Sequence has tried everything short of killing Everyone to get them to stop being evil. There is no other way than to kill Everyone, and your Blade may be the only way to do it. I... we might be able to do it without Endings, but..."

Moni nodded, and pressed the dagger into Unintelligible's hands. "But more people might get hurt. I understand, Unintelligible."

"My price is simple." Subversion said. "Simply explain to me why you're evil. Precisely, why you don't care for the lives of others. Do this, and I will take you to Sequence's world, spicing up an otherwise bland execution of a villain who's overstayed their welcome." She laughed. "If you're convincing enough, I might even join you."

"Sunlight." Ryver answered. "At least, that's what my Author told me. It's something to do with turning the same energy that souls are made of into physical matter. I was made so that my soul is made out of Sunlight, and my Author gave me this pen," he held up the beautiful carved wooden pen with no ink, "to draw and write sunlight into existence until I am used to the things and then I just summon them out of Light. That's why I do better in Sunlight, because for me it is that same energy as souls. And I can just make it change state."

He watched the dagger be handed over and shivered. The reality around it seemed to warp even more than around Resolution.

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

54 minutes ago, Hawks said:

“My geuss is they are somewhere random, a place erryin instinctively teleported to, so i have no idea seeing as i know little to nothing about their past.”

"Undo it."

[Keke They/he]

56 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Undo it."

“THATS THE BEST THING!!!” he laughed “i cant.”

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

10 minutes ago, Hawks said:

“THATS THE BEST THING!!!” he laughed “i cant.”

"Oh, I'm sure you can find a way," he said darkly. 

[Keke They/he]

3 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Oh, I'm sure you can find a way," he said darkly. 

His form flickered. “I cant. What’s done is done my dear friend.”

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

1 minute ago, Hawks said:

His form flickered. “I cant. What’s done is done my dear friend.”

"Don't call me friend." None would ever call him that again, not after what had been done to him. 

[NameIess]

7 minutes ago, Hawks said:

His form flickered. “I cant. What’s done is done my dear friend.”

 

5 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Don't call me friend." None would ever call him that again, not after what had been done to him. 

Malevolence approach            and Erdikan. He was holding what seemed to be a clump of jagged shards of black metal, fused together into the shape of a dagger. As he approached, he slid the weapon into a metallic sheath that formed around the irregular shape. "Hello         . I've been meaning to speak with you. I heard you enjoy manipulating people?"

1 hour ago, KnightSkye Reforged said:

"Sunlight." Ryver answered. "At least, that's what my Author told me. It's something to do with turning the same energy that souls are made of into physical matter. I was made so that my soul is made out of Sunlight, and my Author gave me this pen," he held up the beautiful carved wooden pen with no ink, "to draw and write sunlight into existence until I am used to the things and then I just summon them out of Light. That's why I do better in Sunlight, because for me it is that same energy as souls. And I can just make it change state."

He watched the dagger be handed over and shivered. The reality around it seemed to warp even more than around Resolution.

"Interesting." Unintelligible rested a hand on the dagger, shivering at the sinister chill that spread up his arm. "So, Resolution. It seems... similar to Endings, which is odd. Normally Plotblades are fully unique." He frowned. "Actually, I've heard rumors of another Endings-related Plotblade out there. Perhaps I should look into that further." He shook his head. "But we should try to figure out Resolution's powers, at least a little, before we fight Ivisyre."

[Keke They/he]

55 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said:

"Don't call me friend." None would ever call him that again, not after what had been done to him. 

 

37 minutes ago, NameIess said:

 

Malevolence approach            and Erdikan. He was holding what seemed to be a clump of jagged shards of black metal, fused together into the shape of a dagger. As he approached, he slid the weapon into a metallic sheath that formed around the irregular shape. "Hello         . I've been meaning to speak with you. I heard you enjoy manipulating people?"

"Interesting." Unintelligible rested a hand on the dagger, shivering at the sinister chill that spread up his arm. "So, Resolution. It seems... similar to Endings, which is odd. Normally Plotblades are fully unique." He frowned. "Actually, I've heard rumors of another Endings-related Plotblade out there. Perhaps I should look into that further." He shook his head. "But we should try to figure out Resolution's powers, at least a little, before we fight Ivisyre."

           Huffed. “Wow you make it sound so horrible. I dont manipulate them, i bend the truth in a way that emotionally tortures them.”

[NameIess]

Just now, Hawks said:

           Huffed. “Wow you make it sound so horrible. I dont manipulate them, i bend the truth in a way that emotionally tortures them.”

Malevolence snorted. "My apologies. I did not mean to insult your... evil methods." He cocked his head as he spoke the last two words, adding a questioning inflection to his tone.

[Keke They/he]

2 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Malevolence snorted. "My apologies. I did not mean to insult your... evil methods." He cocked his head as he spoke the last two words, adding a questioning inflection to his tone.

“Yes quite evil.” He folded his hands behind him. “What were you meaning to talk to me about?”

[NameIess]

Just now, Hawks said:

“Yes quite evil.” He folded his hands behind him. “What were you meaning to talk to me about?”

"I like to keep tabs on all those who seek evil." Malevolence ran a hand through his long white hair. "Perhaps you are in need of assistance in your evil schemes?"

[Keke They/he]

Just now, NameIess said:

"I like to keep tabs on all those who seek evil." Malevolence ran a hand through his long white hair. "Perhaps you are in need of assistance in your evil schemes?"

“i have quite enough subordinates right now. Jack has been helpful and now he has a new friend, Kyo, with him. Both are doing great in my endeavors.”

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Hawks said:

“i have quite enough subordinates right now. Jack has been helpful and now he has a new friend, Kyo, with him. Both are doing great in my endeavors.”

"...Which are?"

[Keke They/he]

4 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"...Which are?"

“Now that would spoil the fun wouldn’t it.”

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Hawks said:

“Now that would spoil the fun wouldn’t it.”

"I see." Malevolence smiled companiably. "Let me be more blunt. Do you seek the power of the Witherlord?"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

3 hours ago, NameIess said:

"My price is simple." Subversion said. "Simply explain to me why you're evil. Precisely, why you don't care for the lives of others. Do this, and I will take you to Sequence's world, spicing up an otherwise bland execution of a villain who's overstayed their welcome." She laughed. "If you're convincing enough, I might even join you."

Ivisyre paused at that. “… Hm.” They thought for a moment. Eventually, they summoned Inversion. The Dreamsmithed blade was as wicked as ever, though currently empty. Ivisyre examined it for a moment, then poured their power into it. The shadows around Ivisyre faded, and soon enough, Inversion was fully imbued and buzzing with power. Ivisyre gently stabbed the sword into the sand beneath them, and clasped their hands before them. They let out a shaky breath, but before long, smiled peacefully.

”I don’t think you’ll like my answer much.” They said, scratching their neck. “It’s just… Fun. I have fun causing trouble, and thinking about how trouble makes somebody’s boring story worthwhile for once keeps me from feeling too bad about it.” They picked up Inversion and slowly absorbed their power once again before dismissing the blade. “While it would be very convenient and greatly appreciated, if you choose not to grand me passage to Sequence’s World, I’ll gladly find other methods.”

Edited November 20, 2025 by Sequence

[NameIess]

9 minutes ago, Sequence said:

Ivisyre paused at that. “… Hm.” They thought for a moment. Eventually, they summoned Inversion. The Dreamsmithed blade was as wicked as ever, though currently empty. Ivisyre examined it for a moment, then poured their power into it. The shadows around Ivisyre faded, and soon enough, Inversion was fully imbued and buzzing with power. Ivisyre gently stabbed the sword into the sand beneath them, and clasped their hands before them. They let out a shaky breath, but before long, smiled peacefully.

”I don’t think you’ll like my answer much.” They said, scratching their neck. “It’s just… Fun. I have fun causing trouble, and thinking about how trouble makes somebody’s boring story worthwhile for once keeps me from feeling too bad about it.” They picked up Inversion and slowly absorbed their power once again before dismissing the blade. “While it would be very convenient and greatly appreciated, if you choose not to grand me passage to Sequence’s World, I’ll gladly find other methods.”

"That... is an interesting answer." Subversion considered. "Very well. I will grant you passage to Sequence's world." A portal appeared, opening into a murky darkness. "Step through there and you will be transported to a suitably dramatic location to take the good guys by surprise. If I were you, I'd act now. Once Sequence has returned, they will be much more difficult to deal with than they are now."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

8 minutes ago, NameIess said:

"That... is an interesting answer." Subversion considered. "Very well. I will grant you passage to Sequence's world." A portal appeared, opening into a murky darkness. "Step through there and you will be transported to a suitably dramatic location to take the good guys by surprise. If I were you, I'd act now. Once Sequence has returned, they will be much more difficult to deal with than they are now."

Ivisyre peered at the portal. “I appreciate it, but I actually have a different plan.” Ivisyre quickly stepped into the portal, their form turning into mist and jetting off in an unseen direction the moment they cross the threshold. 

Able watches with a touch of concern on his face, but does not follow. He simply takes Ivisyre’s chair and sits, waiting.

[NameIess]

8 minutes ago, Sequence said:

Ivisyre peered at the portal. “I appreciate it, but I actually have a different plan.” Ivisyre quickly stepped into the portal, their form turning into mist and jetting off in an unseen direction the moment they cross the threshold. 

Able watches with a touch of concern on his face, but does not follow. He simply takes Ivisyre’s chair and sits, waiting.

Subversion watched Ivisyre go, feeling another of those little twinges from her much-aggrieved conscience. She folded her arms, determined to let events play out as they would.

—

Unintelligible suddenly had a horrible sinking feeling in his stomach. His eyes widened. “Ryver, go check on Ivisyre. Right now.”

@KnightSkye Reforged

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

3 minutes ago, NameIess said:

Subversion watched Ivisyre go, feeling another of those little twinges from her much-aggrieved conscience. She folded her arms, determined to let events play out as they would.

—

Unintelligible suddenly had a horrible sinking feeling in his stomach. His eyes widened. “Ryver, go check on Ivisyre. Right now.”

@KnightSkye Reforged

Ryver sprang to his feet. "Where should I bring him!? Should I try to not let him see me!?" 

Cadewyn ripped Resolution from its scabbard and flapped once, soaring to the roof, on guard, scanning around. His heat vision seemed improved; he could process and see so many more things. Rats, mice, fish, even nearby insects appeared to him now, even under the light of day. "Eepy, go up high and look for anything threatening and weird. Unintelligible! What sort of powers should I be looking for in this sword!?"

So yeah, what sort of powers would a plot blade grant someone? What does Endings do?

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

1 hour ago, NameIess said:

Subversion watched Ivisyre go, feeling another of those little twinges from her much-aggrieved conscience. She folded her arms, determined to let events play out as they would.

—

Unintelligible suddenly had a horrible sinking feeling in his stomach. His eyes widened. “Ryver, go check on Ivisyre. Right now.”

@KnightSkye Reforged

50 minutes ago, KnightSkye Reforged said:

Ryver sprang to his feet. "Where should I bring him!? Should I try to not let him see me!?" 

Cadewyn ripped Resolution from its scabbard and flapped once, soaring to the roof, on guard, scanning around. His heat vision seemed improved; he could process and see so many more things. Rats, mice, fish, even nearby insects appeared to him now, even under the light of day. "Eepy, go up high and look for anything threatening and weird. Unintelligible! What sort of powers should I be looking for in this sword!?"

So yeah, what sort of powers would a plot blade grant someone? What does Endings do?

 

 In the mountains far away, Sequence's cabin was quiet.

 

Spoiler

"There." Aelinor said, securing the new dressing around Sequence's midsection. Sequence sighed, wincing slightly as she relaxed in her rocking chair and let her tunic back down. Aelinor stood up and turned to leave, but Sequence leaned forward and took her hand. Aelinor paused, looking back. 

"Thank you," Sequence said softly. "Thank you for everything. I know that..." Sequence winced again, holding her hands in her lap. "I know that I'm not a very good..." She wanted to say mother. But she was not Aelinor's mother, not if Aelinor hated that fact so much. "... I'm just sorry. For being sickly all your life. And making you feel like a nurse, and a servant, and- ... a replacement." Sequence winced again. "Because you aren't. I know you don't believe me, and... That's okay. But I hope one day you'll forgive me."

Aelinor's expression didn't change, but there was a flicker of... Something in her eyes. She pulled over a stool and sat beside Sequence with a soft sigh. "... After Ivisyre is gone, I'll help you build that garden." Sequence's eyes widened, and she blinked at Aelinor for a moment. Aelinor just nodded. A smile began to tug at Sequence's lips, when suddenly,

There was a knock at the door.

Sequence and Aelinor both looked up, sharing a glance between each other. "Come in!" Sequence said, somewhat tentatively. The door swung open silently, and in strode Ivisyre.

Sequence immediately grew pale and Aelinor growled, standing up and drawing her sword from its sheath, which earned a scoff from Ivisyre. "Is that any way to greet guests?" They asked as they brushed off their long coat. Aelinor positioned herself in between Ivisyre and Sequence, who was shakily rising to her feet.

"You're here to kill me. They warned me." Sequence said softly.
"...Why? Why continue to care?"

Ivisyre's smile vanished. "Is it really so hard to understand? Surely Aelinor here gets it, don't you?" They directed their gaze to Aelinor, who stood stone faced and white-knuckled, gripping her sword in both hands. "You understand that Sequence isn't the saint she pretends to be. You understand that she-"

Ivisyre was cut off as Aelinor lunged for them. Their eyes widened a bit as they quickly parried with an inert Inversion. Aelinor was relentless, pushing forward and swinging again. Ivisyre rolled their eyes, and power flowed into Inversion. Sequence cried out, reaching for Aelinor as her blade met with Inversion, and there was a sudden crack. Aelinor was flung back a step, stumbling and falling and cradling her hands. They were shattered and mangled and bleeding as the dust that had formerly been her sword floated to the ground. Aelinor stared at it with a hollow expression of shock as Sequence quickly dropped to her knees beside Aelinor and pulling her close, looking down at Aelinor's hands. 

"Stop!" she cried, as loud as she could as Ivisyre took a step closer. Sequence gently laid Aelinor down on the wooden floor, stifling a sob as she shakily got to her feet to face Ivisyre. 

"You know that you won't win." Ivisyre said plainly. "That's why you gathered your friends to save you." Sequence gritted her teeth, summoning her Narrationblade in the form of a simple staff, with a bright lantern at the top held in place by curling vines and roots.

Ivisyre didn't seem phased by its soft light. "What do you want?" Sequence asked shakily. "Is it truly just revenge? Or something else?" Ivisyre considered for a moment, their posture casual and relaxed compared to Sequence's shaky yet competent fighting stance. "Revenge, yes, but... I suppose I would also like power, as anybody does." Ivisyre's eyes met Sequence's. "I want to be a Narrator. I want your power." Sequence grew paler, her trembling getting worse.

"It's yours, just don't hurt-" She shrieked in sudden agony, her Narrationblade melting into the floor as she dropped to her knees. A faint iridescent mist flowed from Sequence's eyes, and was sucked towards the small bronze orb that Ivisyre now held before them. 

Sequence looked up, stunned. "Wh-What- ... I- ... I didn't give you my terms! I- I didn't-" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around herself as she was overcome with a very wrong feeling of emptiness.  

Ivisyre smiled, tucking the orb into their cloak. "'It's yours', you said. That's all that was needed." They knelt down before Sequence, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look up. "But..." Ivisyre said, grinning as Sequence pulled away weakly. "I will make it a little fair. Just a bit. You, Aelinor, and all your little friends down at your lake will leave my world, and I will spare you all." Their grin widened. "I'm also going to offer a challenge to your friends." Sequence looked up, eyes wide and mouth open to argue.

"If they can defeat me in combat," they said, cutting her off. "I will return your power to you, and then I will die. But, I'd highly advise that you convince them to leave with their lives, and beg that they take you with them." Ivisyre suddenly grabbed Sequence's arm, hauling her to her feet before sending a brutal punch directly into her wounded side.

Sequence's vision flashed white and she shrieked again, her knees going out beneath her. Ivisyre held tight to her arm, not letting her fall. "Let's go meet everybody, shall we?"

 

Ryver, Cadewyn, Eepy, and Unintelligible all heard a soft thump and a stifled cry from the deck behind them. There, Ivisyre stood, with a softly crying Sequence curled at their feet.

Sequence looked... Worse than usual. And there was a sort of... strange air about her. She no longer radiated power and ability, and one in her presence would describe her as very... mortal.

Ivisyre casually sat down in an armchair on the deck, twirling the bronze orb in their hand. "Hello." They said conversationally. "I come with news, and an offer."

Edited November 20, 2025 by Sequence

[Through The Living Ash he/him]

2 hours ago, NameIess said:

"I see." Malevolence smiled companiably. "Let me be more blunt. Do you seek the power of the Witherlord?"

Erdikan released            's wrist and glared at Malevolence. 

"No. He doesn't. Why are you all such horrible people?"