Aeoryi she/her Posted February 1 Posted February 1 3 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: Fair Fog watched with interest. "I have no idea if this will work. Heck, I had no idea I could even do this." Ribbon looked at her own hands in doubt.
Kansas Stormcursed he/him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Just now, Through The Living Glass said: She looked at the ground. ". . . I just got hurt." "By who."
Verdance he/him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 (edited) 5 minutes ago, Aeoryi said: So does it work? Or not. Ribbon's not interacting with Pree. Yuh oh Spoiler 9/10mmHB#2 suddenly wakes, screaming in Inkwell’s mind. Dragging cognitive claws across the inside of his skull, pulling, scratching, clutching at his body. Something tries to pull him out, but he resists, and Inkwell is in agony. Inkwell immediately curls up into the fetal position, fall ing off the cliff. Edited February 1 by edgyswordname
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 1 Posted February 1 1 minute ago, Aeoryi said: "I have no idea if this will work. Heck, I had no idea I could even do this." Ribbon looked at her own hands in doubt. "Narrator," she confirmed quietly. "You can do a lot of things." 1 minute ago, edgyswordname said: Yuh oh Reveal hidden contents 9/10mmHB#2 suddenly wakes, screaming in Inkwell’s mind. Dragging cognitive claws across the inside of his skull, pulling, scratching, clutching at his body. Inkwell immediately curls up into the fetal position, fall ing off the cliff. Fog swept off the cliff after him and caught him in her cloud. "9/10mmHB#2 . . ." she said darkly.
NameIess Posted February 1 Posted February 1 (edited) 11 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said: Somewhere, elsewhere, Dark Cep nodded. His Author had finally devised a plan; now it was time for him to set it up. " @NameIess!" he called. "Whichever of your characters would best be able to help me! I have need to discuss Mordite." Subversion appeared, looking rather grumpy. "Of all the times for Malevolence to be busy..." She muttered. "Interrupting my character development." She shook her head and focused on Dark Cep. "Mordite, yes? I have the knowledge necessary to help you." 9 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: ohhh okay Nvm then hehe "Pre- pretense?" "Why... I suppose it is!" Dr. Pree smiled, reaching up and adjusting his glasses. "Pretenses are often useful, in my experience. As your Author can attest!" 8 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: Um so 9/10 just made a deal with Pree, and one of Pree’s friends is supposed to do that. So if Ribbon was the one that he was referring to, yes. If not, I’d enjoy adding some consequences into their bond. It wasn't Ribbon, but 'Pree' has already mostly decided that Inkwell and this group will be his chosen targets for the competition. If his 'acquaintance' (who is totally not Rebus) agrees, then one of them will probably give 9/10 a body as part of their evil machinations. 11 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said: Myles cocks his head. "Ah, yes, I see now. Interesting name, and a rather suspicious one, but I would be willing, yes." "Great! Question number one: How good are you in a fight?" Edited February 1 by NameIess
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 1 Posted February 1 1 minute ago, edgyswordname said: Yuh oh Reveal hidden contents 9/10mmHB#2 suddenly wakes, screaming in Inkwell’s mind. Dragging cognitive claws across the inside of his skull, pulling, scratching, clutching at his body. Something tries to pull him out, but he resists, and Inkwell is in agony. Inkwell immediately curls up into the fetal position, fall ing off the cliff. He landed right where he fell off. "No!" She immediately undid what she was doing. "No! No. Breathe." Just now, Through The Living Glass said: "Narrator," she confirmed quietly. "You can do a lot of things." "I ..." Ribbon wanted to collapse. "I... don't want to be a narrator, Fog."
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Just now, NameIess said: "Why... I suppose it is!" Dr. Pree smiled, reaching up and adjusting his glasses. "Pretenses are often useful, in my experience. As your Author can attest!" heheh "My what?" 1 minute ago, NameIess said: Subversion appeared, looking rather grumpy. "Of all the times for Malevolence to be busy..." She muttered. "Interrupting my character development." She shook her head and focused on Dark Cep. "Mordite, yes? I have the knowledge necessary to help you." OH MY GOSH SHE'S BACK aww i missed her 1 minute ago, Aeoryi said: "I ..." Ribbon wanted to collapse. "I... don't want to be a narrator, Fog." "Hmph. I'll have your core, if you don't want it."
Shatter He/Him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Marek woke with a slow, mechanical inhale, like a body remembering a habit it no longer needed. He sat up, eyes unfocused for a moment before sharpening with cold purpose. The world felt wrong simply by continuing to exist. Marek flexed his fingers once, testing motion, then stood. “Still here,” he said flatly. “Unacceptable.”
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 1 Posted February 1 2 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: "Hmph. I'll have your core, if you don't want it." "Do you want... like ... half?" Ribbon asked. She didn't want to necessarily say no... But she did like some aspects of it.
Verdance he/him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 (edited) 3 minutes ago, Aeoryi said: He landed right where he fell off. "No!" She immediately undid what she was doing. "No! No. Breathe." "I ..." Ribbon wanted to collapse. "I... don't want to be a narrator, Fog." Inkwell’s eyes roll back in his head. Unconscious. Someone inside of him is screaming to stop seeking attention, but he’s not sure which one. Spoiler 7/10, 9/10, 11/10, mm, 2B, in, 5/10, H, 4B, m, 3/10, feetdoihavefeetwhatisthisbody, 1/10. Edited February 1 by edgyswordname
Kansas Stormcursed he/him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 2 minutes ago, NameIess said: Subversion appeared, looking rather grumpy. "Of all the times for Malevolence to be busy..." She muttered. "Interrupting my character development." She shook her head and focused on Dark Cep. "Mordite, yes? I have the knowledge necessary to help you." "Why... I suppose it is!" Dr. Pree smiled, reaching up and adjusting his glasses. "Pretenses are often useful, in my experience. As your Author can attest!" It wasn't Ribbon, but 'Pree' has already mostly decided that Inkwell and this group will be his chosen targets for the competition. If his 'acquaintance' (who is totally not Rebus) agrees, then one of them will probably give 9/10 a body as part of their evil machinations. "Great! Question number one: How good are you in a fight?" "My apologies. This shouldn't take long. I just have a few simple questions. Say I wanted to take out versions of a fairly powerful Narrator. Mordite would be the way to do that, no? Could, say, a sword or some kind of weapon be made of it? And could said weapon be used by another Narrator?" - "I am myself not very skilled in combat, though I can keep myself alive."
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 1 Posted February 1 1 minute ago, edgyswordname said: Inkwell’s eyes roll back in his head. Unconscious. Someone inside of him is screaming to stop seeking attention, but he’s not sure which one. Reveal hidden contents 7/10, 9/10, 11/10, mm, 2B, in, 5/10, H, 4B, m, 3/10, feetdoihavefeetwhatisthisbody, 1/10. Ribbon just stood there in shock.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 1 Posted February 1 1 minute ago, Aeoryi said: "Do you want... like ... half?" Ribbon asked. She didn't want to necessarily say no... But she did like some aspects of it. Half? She sighed. "Alright." 1 minute ago, edgyswordname said: Inkwell’s eyes roll back in his head. Unconscious. Someone inside of him is screaming to stop seeking attention, but he’s not sure which one. Hide contents 7/10, 9/10, 11/10, mm, 2B, in, 5/10, H, 4B, m, 3/10, feetdoihavefeetwhatisthisbody, 1/10. "You've got a lot of pencils in here," she muttered, depositing him further from the cliff.
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Just now, Through The Living Glass said: Half? She sighed. "Alright." "You've got a lot of pencils in here," she muttered, depositing him further from the cliff. "Okay. How do I... Give you half of my core?"
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Just now, Aeoryi said: "Okay. How do I... Give you half of my core?" ". . . Have you never seen one? You just divide it yourself." Or I could rip you open and take it for myself, she thought bitterly. She'd been without power for far too long . . .
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Just now, Through The Living Glass said: ". . . Have you never seen one? You just divide it yourself." Or I could rip you open and take it for myself, she thought bitterly. She'd been without power for far too long . . . "I've never seen one before. I didn't even know I had one."
Shatter He/Him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Marek stepped forward, the floor cold beneath his bare feet, and looked around as if measuring the room for weaknesses. Dust hung in the air, undisturbed for years, and he brushed it aside with a small, irritated motion. His gaze settled on the nearest doorway. For a long moment he simply stared at it, then started walking, steady and certain, as though he already knew exactly what waited beyond it... and exactly how it would end.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 1 Posted February 1 Just now, Shatter said: Marek stepped forward, the floor cold beneath his bare feet, and looked around as if measuring the room for weaknesses. Dust hung in the air, undisturbed for years, and he brushed it aside with a small, irritated motion. His gaze settled on the nearest doorway. For a long moment he simply stared at it, then started walking, steady and certain, as though he already knew exactly what waited beyond it... and exactly how it would end. Oh? :3 He found himself in a forest. People could be heard talking in the distance.
Verdance he/him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 (edited) 5 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: Half? She sighed. "Alright." "You've got a lot of pencils in here," she muttered, depositing him further from the cliff. How did you know hehehe 9/10mmHB#2 opens his eyes. Licks his lips. Smells and hears the Sea. The sudden arrival of the experience known as physical sense, not just text flashing by like noise in his mind, is a euphoric moment. Spoiler Inkwell stares at a line of words. Shatter. Edgyswordname. Through The Looking Glass. He hears 9/10mmHB#2 thinking. It is not pretty. Edited February 1 by edgyswordname
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 1 Posted February 1 1 minute ago, Aeoryi said: "I've never seen one before. I didn't even know I had one." "It's probably situated in your head or chest somewhere. If you want, I can . . ." She reached for Ribbon. Just now, edgyswordname said: How did you know hehehe 9/10mmHB#2 opens his eyes. Licks his lips. Smells and hears the Sea. The sudden arrival of the experience known as physical sense, not just text flashing by like noise in his mind, is a euphoric moment. XD I'm a bit of an artist; what can I say? Fog sighed. "Give Inkwell back or I'll hit you over the head."
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 1 Posted February 1 2 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: "It's probably situated in your head or chest somewhere. If you want, I can . . ." She reached for Ribbon. Ribbon didn't move away. Her thoughts were racing in circles.
Verdance he/him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 (edited) 4 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: "It's probably situated in your head or chest somewhere. If you want, I can . . ." She reached for Ribbon. XD I'm a bit of an artist; what can I say? Fog sighed. "Give Inkwell back or I'll hit you over the head." It tries to speak. Luckily, Inkwell has plenty of muscle memory available for it to use. “Tell that to your girlfriend.” Edited February 1 by edgyswordname Forgot, 9/10 uses it/its
Shatter He/Him Posted February 1 Posted February 1 4 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: Oh? :3 He found himself in a forest. People could be heard talking in the distance. Marek started towards the voices. Who were they? Could they help him in his quest?
NameIess Posted February 1 Posted February 1 4 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said: "My apologies. This shouldn't take long. I just have a few simple questions. Say I wanted to take out versions of a fairly powerful Narrator. Mordite would be the way to do that, no? Could, say, a sword or some kind of weapon be made of it? And could said weapon be used by another Narrator?" "Yes, yes, and yes. Mordite kills anything if you hit the core of their being. Glancing wounds are difficult even for Narrators to heal." Subversion shrugged. "As for wielding them, just be careful of hurting yourself, and don't bond it to your soul unless you want horrible corruptive side effects." -- "Hm. Question two: What would you do if a villain attacked this group right now?" 12 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: "My what?" "Here, allow me to show you." Pree walked closer to Alli, furtively pulling something from his pocket that might have been a pen." 6 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: How did you know hehehe 9/10mmHB#2 opens his eyes. Licks his lips. Smells and hears the Sea. The sudden arrival of the experience known as physical sense, not just text flashing by like noise in his mind, is a euphoric moment. Pree glances over at Inkwell and grinned. Perfect distraction. He thought.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 1 Posted February 1 (edited) 5 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: He tries to speak. Luckily, Inkwell has plenty of muscle memory available for it to use. “Tell that to your girlfriend.” She wrapped him in ropes of ribbon and dumped him onto the ground. "Creep." 6 minutes ago, Aeoryi said: Ribbon didn't move away. Her thoughts were racing in circles. She turned from mist to air and flooded over and into Ribbon's body, looking for the small core. 4 minutes ago, Shatter said: Marek started towards the voices. Who were they? Could they help him in his quest? There were a bunch of assorted people on the cliff. Is just the current group that I've been writing in the past few pages Alli, a young woman by the cliffside, frowned and waved, unable to see him clearly through the trees just yet. 1 minute ago, NameIess said: "Here, allow me to show you." Pree walked closer to Alli, furtively pulling something from his pocket that might have been a pen." She frowned and leaned away, unsure she wanted to listen to the creepy man. Edited February 1 by Through The Living Glass
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