Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 he woke up and Isabel wrestled control back she slowly set the bird on the ground careful to not disturb its sleep, in her dreams she’d heard of this person, wish maybe?? Who said they could help her so she looked around for them @SpiritOfWrath. @Through The Living Glass 13 hours ago, xinoehp512 said: "Not a bad band name, that," said Bacon, dancing sideways through space into a place where the sky could become vanilla pudding if it wanted to. "A band of companions, of course! Seeking to improve the world. Through music!" "Greetings!" said Bacon the Bard. "Have we met?" Bacon sniffed. "Well now. That's just rude." Charnyx's hand remained extended. "We hold many ancient and forgotten secrets of the Great One. Surely there is some aspect of the ritual unknowable to any but us, his true believers." "Excellent!" said Bacon. The scene snapped into focus, Ben appearing in the alleyway where Atlas and Bacon sat resting. “I’m sorry bacon” Isabel sniffled, “I lost control”
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 1 minute ago, Honors Ghost said: he woke up and Isabel wrestled control back she slowly set the bird on the ground careful to not disturb its sleep, in her dreams she’d heard of this person, wish maybe?? Who said they could help her so she looked around for them @SpiritOfWrath. @Through The Living Glass You can wait for Wish, or Inkwell just did exactly that just now. Up to you
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, edgyswordname said: You can wait for Wish, or Inkwell just did exactly that just now. Up to you Oh ok could inkwell try to do the thing?
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, Honors Ghost said: Oh ok could inkwell try to do the thing? Night dropped a letter to Isabel’s feet.
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 2 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: Night dropped a letter to Isabel’s feet. she picked it up and opened it
Through The Living Ash he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 4 minutes ago, Keke said: The lightning got stronger, “what did you do to her? they nodded. Left the mindscape 3 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said: @Ashkaloda The two appeared high up on a mountain, looking over a frozen plain. Not the solution I expected, but I like it "Are we in a different place?" Taeidin asked, surprised. 1 minute ago, edgyswordname said: Eden grabbed the sword by the handle, lifting it to examine the black glass blade. Immediately she was thrust into a vision- herself, bleeding out, shadows dancing around her as she died. When she returned to reality, the world spun. I’m sorry, Eden, the Plotblade whispered into her mind. My name is Death Omen. You should not have picked me up. —— Night watched curiously as another Author attempted to release a third antagonist into the current plot. As the black hole Sanguine was falling into disappeared, she blinked, and the demon was dragged across the light years into the core of a star in the process of supernova. This immediately destroyed Sanguine’s body, dispersing its particles over solar systems, while yet another black hole appeared in the place where Sanguine’s mind resided. —— Inkwell awoke on the sand outside the vault, which, more than a glimpse revealed was almost completely blasted apart. The light burned his eyes. Something was around his neck. Omen was nowhere to be seen. Reveal hidden contents The Dreamsmith couldn’t do it. So You’re going to have to do it instead. “Omen’s trial for me involved me taking responsibility for your actions. Why should I do enable you?” Reveal hidden contents The Dreamsmith’s trial for me involved taking responsibility for my actions. And you made a promise. Inkwell sighed. “Fine.” He drew Futility, cutting a rift back to the cabin. He stared at the moon. This was going to be a bad idea. He shook himself, entered the cabin, and began to draw himself. Inkwell was small for the age of seventeen, not misgrown but under average height and slightly skinny. His skin was pale, his hair in soft black curls, he had the fingers of a pianist (which he wanted to be someday), a face more curved than stark, and blue-grey eyes. The drawing had many of the same attributes, but the eyes were green, the hair straighter, the stance slightly less relaxed. He had tried to create true life before, and had ended up with ink stained corpses and malformed black blobs, back in his home world. But never in his home world had he made lerasium, or visited the Dreamsmith. Shadowlight burned through ink more slowly than before, but it was still alarming. When he had finished, he held it up to the moonlight shining through the window. “What do you think?” Reveal hidden contents I think it’s perfect, except it’s just a drawing. 9/10mmHB#2 seized control of Inkwell’s body. First, he removed the weight from their neck- what turned out to be a necklace, with a long bone blade and interlocking twisting segments that formed a handle when 9/10 flicked his wrist. He laid the dagger on the desk, examined Shadowlight, and left it in Inkwell’s pocket. Then he flipped through the notebook, finding the page with Futility. “I’m going to keep this. It’s the only good thing I have ever made.” Inkwell was not comfortable with the thought, but it was true. 9/10mmHB#2 ripped out the page, folding it carefully and placing it on the dagger. Then he took out Shadowlight, and signed his name in cursive on the fresh drawing. Immediately Inkwell found himself back in control of his own body, the Backseat collapsing behind him as 9/10mmHB#2 vacated his mind. Dizzy, he turned to see the drawing come to life, the necklace dagger draped across a black t-shirt as 9/10 fastened it around his neck. He put Futility and his body’s drawings into a back pocket, and nodded to Inkwell curtly, giving a small attempt at a smile. “Thank you,” he said. “Until we meet again.” Then he was gone, the Futility of Existence cutting a rift through reality, and Inkwell was alone. A sphere of swirling teal and magenta light appeared out of nowhere, and chirped sadly. “Yes. He’s gone,” Inkwell responded to Cleo. And he turned to watch the moon through the window. You oughta get your facts straight, Night. That is not at all what was happening there. Sanguine's mind was rent to shreds. An instant later, Sanguine reformed in an entirely different part of the Thread.
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, Ashkaloda said: "Are we in a different place?" Taeidin asked, surprised. You oughta get your facts straight, Night. That is not at all what was happening there. Sanguine's mind was rent to shreds. An instant later, Sanguine reformed in an entirely different part of the Thread. I mean. She is literally omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent but only in space. I just wanted to do a silly buildup for a villain who I’ll introduce to plot relevance after either rebus or malevolence resolve their current plot threads Sanguine didn’t know it was possible to feel trauma. He resolved never to go into space again. —— 5 minutes ago, Honors Ghost said: she picked it up and opened it The letter read: Dear Isabel, Your struggles have not gone unseen. To be trapped in someone else’s body is a horrible curse. I know someone empathetic with your plight, who coincidentally may provide a solution. The starhawk could carry you to him, if you find this course of action suitable. Take courage, Night.
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 1 minute ago, edgyswordname said: I mean. She is literally omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent but only in space. I just wanted to do a silly buildup for a villain who I’ll introduce to plot relevance after either rebus or malevolence resolve their current plot threads Sanguine didn’t know it was possible to feel trauma. He resolved never to go into space again. —— The letter read: Dear Isabel, Your struggles have not gone unseen. To be trapped in someone else’s body is a horrible curse. I know someone empathetic with your plight, who coincidentally may provide a solution. The starhawk could carry you to him, if you find this course of action suitable. Take courage, Night. for the first time in a while Isabel feels hope, “yes this course of action seems most suitable” she says to the air “how do I proceed”
Keke They/he Posted February 13 Posted February 13 11 minutes ago, Ashkaloda said: "Are we in a different place?" Taeidin asked, surprised. You oughta get your facts straight, Night. That is not at all what was happening there. Sanguine's mind was rent to shreds. An instant later, Sanguine reformed in an entirely different part of the Thread. “yes cause we moved remember? Let’s just got back and hurry to find them before it pops up.” @Kansas Stormcursed
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, Honors Ghost said: for the first time in a while Isabel feels hope, “yes this course of action seems most suitable” she says to the air “how do I proceed” The starhawk hops down onto Isabel’s shoulder from the tree branch above. It cocks its head, taking a good look at her up close, giving a friendly sounding screech. The air around Isabel thins, and she is suddenly yanked forwards. Glimpses of cold black expanses, fields of glittering stars, tendrils of radiation curling around supermassive black holes. Then she suddenly stands at the base of a mountain. A small log cabin hides behind a stand of pines, the whole scene illuminated by moonlight.
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, edgyswordname said: The starhawk hops down onto Isabel’s shoulder from the tree branch above. It cocks its head, taking a good look at her up close, giving a friendly sounding screech. The air around Isabel thins, and she is suddenly yanked forwards. Glimpses of cold black expanses, fields of glittering stars, tendrils of radiation curling around supermassive black holes. Then she suddenly stands at the base of a mountain. A small log cabin hides behind a stand of pines, the whole scene illuminated by moonlight. she climbs it
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, Honors Ghost said: she climbs it Oh, my bad. I should have specified that the cabin was at the base of the mountain, nearby
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, edgyswordname said: Oh, my bad. I should have specified that the cabin was at the base of the mountain, nearby Ohhhhhhh ok nvm then she heads over to the cabin and opens the door
Through The Living Ash he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 4 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: I mean. She is literally omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent but only in space. I just wanted to do a silly buildup for a villain who I’ll introduce to plot relevance after either rebus or malevolence resolve their current plot threads Sanguine didn’t know it was possible to feel trauma. He resolved never to go into space again. —— The letter read: Dear Isabel, Your struggles have not gone unseen. To be trapped in someone else’s body is a horrible curse. I know someone empathetic with your plight, who coincidentally may provide a solution. The starhawk could carry you to him, if you find this course of action suitable. Take courage, Night. I know. "Love, nearly every character here is filled to the brim with trauma. I'm sure you can handle being killed a few times." A little hard to do, given that he was currently floating in the middle of space. A planet formed beneath Sanguine's feet for convenience. 2 minutes ago, Keke said: “yes cause we moved remember? Let’s just got back and hurry to find them before it pops up.” @Kansas Stormcursed "What is it?" 1
Kansas Stormcursed he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 6 minutes ago, Keke said: “yes cause we moved remember? Let’s just got back and hurry to find them before it pops up.” @Kansas Stormcursed 1 minute ago, Ashkaloda said: I know. "Love, nearly every character here is filled to the brim with trauma. I'm sure you can handle being killed a few times." A little hard to do, given that he was currently floating in the middle of space. A planet formed beneath Sanguine's feet for convenience. "What is it?" Erryin could feel a very slight presence at the edge of her awareness.
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 (edited) 6 minutes ago, Honors Ghost said: Ohhhhhhh ok nvm then she heads over to the cabin and opens the door Inkwell jolts awake. He hadn’t realized he had fallen asleep. What had… he turned around. A large man, it would seem, has wandered into his home. “Um. Who are you,” he asks the intruder. But his posture is less… comfortable. Everything about this person screams that it is not what it seems. A starhawk is perched on the person’s shoulder. “Did Night send you?” Edited February 13 by edgyswordname
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 1 minute ago, edgyswordname said: Inkwell jolts awake. He hadn’t realized he had fallen asleep. What had… he turned around. A large man, it would seem, has wandered into his home. “Um. Who are you,” he asks the intruder. But his posture is less… comfortable. Everything about this person screams that it is not a man. A starhawk is perched on the person’s shoulder. “Did Night send you?” Isabel nods uncomfortably
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, Honors Ghost said: Isabel nods uncomfortably Inkwell turned on the stool, yawning. “Well, it’s nice to know she’s still up there. What’s your name? I’m Inkwell, and this is-“ He glances around for the entity. “Um, Cleo is around here somewhere.” A flash of light, and suddenly a teal and magenta fox kit is sitting on Inkwell’s lap. “That’s new,” he mused, petting Cleo. “What can I do for you?”
Unintelligenius he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 15 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said: "Huh. Okay." She drifted over to Bob and touched the blade to him, thinking about a pine tree. @Unintelligenius what happens to Bob? does the blade do something magical to him or does it just stab him? 14 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said: "Sure! Bob, we got new friends!" @Unintelligenius Bob looks up, startled as he had been deep in thought about something important. "Who?" 1 hour ago, Ashkaloda said: Not money... not money... not money... Blood... blood... blood... Just a little... a little... a little... "I mean if its only a little bit then I guess thats fine."
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, edgyswordname said: Inkwell turned on the stool, yawning. “Well, it’s nice to know she’s still up there. What’s your name? I’m Inkwell, and this is-“ He glances around for the entity. “Um, Cleo is around here somewhere.” A flash of light, and suddenly a teal and magenta fox kit is sitting on Inkwell’s lap. “That’s new,” he mused, petting Cleo. “What can I do for you?” Isabel nods “uh… night she said that you could fix, this” and gestures to her entire self “my names Isabel by the way
ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them Posted February 13 Posted February 13 On 2/11/2026 at 12:26 PM, DragonHeir said: Rebus was there, standing on the path. Antagonist hummed, but he was patiently waiting to fight. Aelinor seemed to misunderstand the functionality of the Blade, but Unintelligible would be an acceptable opponent regardless. On 2/11/2026 at 12:33 PM, NameIess said: Unintelligible stared at Willow, head cocked. “I can teach you to fight.” He offered. “And the Dreamsmith offered the possibility of restoring your hands. As for Rebus…” he glanced at the Antagonist with disdain. “You didn’t specify a timeframe for fighting him. Just sometime after we buried Sequence. So we have plenty of time.” be a hero. He thought. Help others. It’s what she would want. Aelinor was gazing past Rebus with a somewhat vacant look. As Sequence had understood Conflict, passing down the knowledge to Aelinor, the blade would grant the wielder strength, power, and whatever special abilities they needed to match their opponent equally, making sure that a fight would come down to skill and nothing more. "... Both would be... nice..." She said. "But- ... I'm not- ... I'm not... special. I don't want to spend forever training while Rebus roams free." Her eyes focused on the man on the path now, studying him for a moment. "... Can he even be beaten? Killing him, or... this form of him here now, would that even do anything? Does he die like a normal person should?" She turned to look at Unintelligible. "Could you do it alone?" 1
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 4 minutes ago, Honors Ghost said: Isabel nods “uh… night she said that you could fix, this” and gestures to her entire self “my names Isabel by the way Inkwell nods. “Nice to meet you, Isabel.” He gets up, and Cleo hops down to play tag with the starhawk. “Well, you look healthy enough. Is there something I’m missing?” He is unaware of the man’s existence.
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 2 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: Inkwell nods. “Nice to meet you, Isabel.” He gets up, and Cleo hops down to play tag with the starhawk. “Well, you look healthy enough. Is there something I’m missing?” He is unaware of the man’s existence. Ah “This body” she says “it’s not mine, I want mine”
Verdance he/him Posted February 13 Posted February 13 Just now, Honors Ghost said: Ah “This body” she says “it’s not mine, I want mine” The sensation is familiar. Memories of being trapped in his own body while a demon tries to kill someone out of pure fear. His heart breaks a little. “Oh. That’s not great. He taps a black and white pen against his forehead. “But I think I can definitely help with that. if I do, you’re going to have to promise me something. Whoever’s body you occupy right now? You let them live their own life. Let them get into trouble and deal with the consequences, no revenge for whatever they have put you through. Alright?”
Honors Spectral Image She/her Posted February 13 Posted February 13 3 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: The sensation is familiar. Memories of being trapped in his own body while a demon tries to kill someone out of pure fear. His heart breaks a little. “Oh. That’s not great. He taps a black and white pen against his forehead. “But I think I can definitely help with that. if I do, you’re going to have to promise me something. Whoever’s body you occupy right now? You let them live their own life. Let them get into trouble and deal with the consequences, no revenge for whatever they have put you through. Alright?” Isabel hesitates… “why why shouldn’t I punish him for what he’s done”
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