The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

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23 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

"Spiders..." Rirrom cocked an eyebrow. Kt was hard to tell if this newcomer 'Kevin' was lying or not. "Welcome to the longest thread, I suppose."

"Perhaps I may aid you with understanding how his place works. In this land, there are characters called narrators who have the power to do whatever they want, and typically maintain a higher awareness of the thread than other characters." He continued. "A narrator can do anything they wish." He summoned a croissant to show his point.

"And then there's Plotblades, which are essentially powered-up variants of shardblades that pertain to a specific plot element. They're hard to come by, so you're unlikely to hold one yourself, but their presence always shadows the thread in some way or another."

He stood up and examined the door up close. "If you wish, I could send you back to the Door-ways, and solve the spider problem, all at the same time. I would assume my power reaches into there just fine, if you wish to go back. But if you do not, well, that is where the journey begins."

Kevin nodded, wishing he had a notebook to write down what Rirrom was saying. At the sudden appearance of a croissant, he narrowed his eyes, then held his hand out to the side. A notebook and pen materialised, and he almost dropped them in surprise. That's... new.

He'd heard of the Plotblades, though he'd never heard of one leaving the Thread. And thank goodness. They seemed hazardous at the best of times.

"Thank you for the offer," Kevin said as the conversation turned to the Doorways, "But I think the people there can manage it. There was a knight, an unconscious Feruchemist, a person with playing cards, and some sort of deity there when I left, so I doubt the spiders will be much of a problem."

He tugged one from under his hood, then placed it on the floor. It scrambled away to a corner, where it squinted with eight too-intelligent eyes. "I ... I would very much like to begin a journey here." He smiled. "What can I do to help?"

[Aeoryi she/her]

11 minutes ago, Ink and Embers said:

Kevin nodded, wishing he had a notebook to write down what Rirrom was saying. At the sudden appearance of a croissant, he narrowed his eyes, then held his hand out to the side. A notebook and pen materialised, and he almost dropped them in surprise. That's... new.

He'd heard of the Plotblades, though he'd never heard of one leaving the Thread. And thank goodness. They seemed hazardous at the best of times.

"Thank you for the offer," Kevin said as the conversation turned to the Doorways, "But I think the people there can manage it. There was a knight, an unconscious Feruchemist, a person with playing cards, and some sort of deity there when I left, so I doubt the spiders will be much of a problem."

He tugged one from under his hood, then placed it on the floor. It scrambled away to a corner, where it squinted with eight too-intelligent eyes. "I ... I would very much like to begin a journey here." He smiled. "What can I do to help?"

Rirrom narrowed his eyes. "I figured," he mused softly to himself.

Of course he wanted a journey. Why did every character need to be so similar? Well, Rirrom wasn't a Wish Doctor for nothing, he supposed. 

"There's a Narrator who comes here every once in a while named Ribbon- but I don't think she'll be ecstatic to meet you. Hmmm. Let me think."

"I don't normally think of myself of a narrator, because I don't deal with things on a tangible level." Rirrom said, sitting back down. He flashed a smile. "I consider myself more of a... Fate narrator, of sorts. A ghost writer, if you will." 

He glanced at the seemingly intelligent spider that was skittering away from Kevin.

 "I can offer some suggestions, if you wish. But perhaps I would need something in exchange, if you are willing to listen to what I have to say." Rirrom said soothingly, "I see the spirit of a great adventurer within you, Kevin, and I sense that you will go far. I can offer several paths, several quests that will lead to the journey you so desire. But all I would require is one small little payment. Would you be willing to pay that?"

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5 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

Rirrom narrowed his eyes. "I figured," he mused softly to himself.

Of course he wanted a journey. Why did every character need to be so similar? Well, Rirrom wasn't a Wish Doctor for nothing, he supposed. 

"There's a Narrator who comes here every once in a while named Ribbon- but I don't think she'll be ecstatic to meet you. Hmmm. Let me think."

"I don't normally think of myself of a narrator, because I don't deal with things on a tangible level." Rirrom said, sitting back down. He flashed a smile. "I consider myself more of a... Fate narrator, of sorts. A ghost writer, if you will." 

He glanced at the seemingly intelligent spider that was skittering away from Kevin.

 "I can offer some suggestions, if you wish. But perhaps I would need something in exchange, if you are willing to listen to what I have to say." Rirrom said soothingly, "I see the spirit of a great adventurer within you, Kevin, and I sense that you will go far. I can offer several paths, several quests that will lead to the journey you so desire. But all I would require is one small little payment. Would you be willing to pay that?"

Kevin hesitated. The man seemed trustworthy (maybe), at least at first meeting, and he had shared far more information than Kevin had expected. Ribbon wasn't a name he could immediately put a face to; he'd cross that bridge when he came to it. Whatever that bridge was.

"...Depends on the payment," he said cautiously. Who was Rirrom? Some kind of quest-giver? "If it's a task, that's probably possible. If it's an abstract concept or eighty percent of my soul, you can probably see why I'm less keen on that."

[Aeoryi she/her]

5 hours ago, Ink and Embers said:

Kevin hesitated. The man seemed trustworthy (maybe), at least at first meeting, and he had shared far more information than Kevin had expected. Ribbon wasn't a name he could immediately put a face to; he'd cross that bridge when he came to it. Whatever that bridge was.

"...Depends on the payment," he said cautiously. Who was Rirrom? Some kind of quest-giver? "If it's a task, that's probably possible. If it's an abstract concept or eighty percent of my soul, you can probably see why I'm less keen on that."

Rirrom smiled and clasped his in hands together in front of him. "It would be more of a proposition, I suppose. My terms are simple: I would be able to call upon a single favor from you, at any point in the future. And that would be all I ask from you."

[Through The Living Star She/Her]

21 hours ago, Through The Living Grub said:

Skylight brandishes his mordite blade and Plotblade. “I don’t really know what this Blade does, but it may be useful.” His eyes flash, and his posture seems to change. Like the predator in the woods, he waits to feast. “I have also conquered the Voice in my head, and he boosts my combat abilities.”

Emmalee’s eyes narrow. “Is that Glyer’s Plotblade? Also, what is this voice in your head?”

A faint glimmer of awareness tugged at Emmalee’s mind. “You know the truth,” the voice whispered. She quickly discarded it, going instead with the logic. 

[Verdance he/him]

20 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

Rirrom narrowed his eyes. "I figured," he mused softly to himself.

Of course he wanted a journey. Why did every character need to be so similar? Well, Rirrom wasn't a Wish Doctor for nothing, he supposed. 

"There's a Narrator who comes here every once in a while named Ribbon- but I don't think she'll be ecstatic to meet you. Hmmm. Let me think."

"I don't normally think of myself of a narrator, because I don't deal with things on a tangible level." Rirrom said, sitting back down. He flashed a smile. "I consider myself more of a... Fate narrator, of sorts. A ghost writer, if you will." 

He glanced at the seemingly intelligent spider that was skittering away from Kevin.

 "I can offer some suggestions, if you wish. But perhaps I would need something in exchange, if you are willing to listen to what I have to say." Rirrom said soothingly, "I see the spirit of a great adventurer within you, Kevin, and I sense that you will go far. I can offer several paths, several quests that will lead to the journey you so desire. But all I would require is one small little payment. Would you be willing to pay that?"

“Is this why Ribbon hates you so much? She made a deal that didn’t turn out well?”, 9/10 inquires. 

[Aeoryi she/her]

41 minutes ago, Verdance said:

“Is this why Ribbon hates you so much? She made a deal that didn’t turn out well?”, 9/10 inquires. 

The old Narrator sighed. "Perhaps that question may be answered in due time. Rest assured, she is not... a client of mine, shall we say."

[Verdance he/him]

10 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

The old Narrator sighed. "Perhaps that question may be answered in due time. Rest assured, she is not... a client of mine, shall we say."

“Okay. Well, this time has been worthless,” 9/10 says, then disappears.

[Keke They/he]

On 5/16/2026 at 12:46 PM, Through The Living Star said:

Ennalee nodded, scribbling furiously. When she finished, she looked around. “I don’t know where we are, so I’m not sure. But,” she said, rifling through her satchel. “You can use this for now.” She offered a small roll of bandages to Elinore. 

Elinore took them and started patching up the group. 

On 5/16/2026 at 12:55 PM, Aeoryi said:

Sure!

"Got it. Do you want me to teleport us there?"

 

“Yeah you can do that.”

On 5/16/2026 at 6:07 PM, Through The Living Star said:

"Skylight?" Ennalee hands the bandages to Elinore, then unsheaths her sword. "How'd you get here?" The air begins to warp again, though she doesn't notice it. 

Eli paused her work and watched the events unfold.

14 hours ago, Through The Living Star said:

Emmalee’s eyes narrow. “Is that Glyer’s Plotblade? Also, what is this voice in your head?”

A faint glimmer of awareness tugged at Emmalee’s mind. “You know the truth,” the voice whispered. She quickly discarded it, going instead with the logic. 

eli decided to try to get some information “if i may, what are you talking about? The truth?”

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1 hour ago, Verdance said:

“Okay. Well, this time has been worthless,” 9/10 says, then disappears.

Kevin jumps as one of the figures vanishes. "Huh. Is that ... normal?"

23 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

Rirrom smiled and clasped his in hands together in front of him. "It would be more of a proposition, I suppose. My terms are simple: I would be able to call upon a single favor from you, at any point in the future. And that would be all I ask from you."

Kevin frowned at the proposition. "That's not a lot less vague than before. I don't know you well enough that I trust your judgement in a given situation, but ..." I suppose this is sort of what I'm signing up for. "Alright, probably. Just so long as it doesn't involve murder. Maybe. We'll see."

[Through The Living Star She/Her]

2 hours ago, Keke said:

Elinore took them and started patching up the group. 

Eli paused her work and watched the events unfold.

eli decided to try to get some information “if i may, what are you talking about? The truth?”

Ennalee froze. "Was... was that out loud? I, uh, I get these notions, sometimes, about the "truth". That we are controlled by "Authors". This is obviously untrue, as the logic tells us."

She turns to Skylight. "Please answer my questions."

[Keke They/he]

36 minutes ago, Through The Living Star said:

Ennalee froze. "Was... was that out loud? I, uh, I get these notions, sometimes, about the "truth". That we are controlled by "Authors". This is obviously untrue, as the logic tells us."

She turns to Skylight. "Please answer my questions."

She just nodded slowly. “Uhm… so.. i hate to break this to you but we are controlled by authors.” She said carefully. 

[Aeoryi she/her]

4 hours ago, Keke said:

Elinore took them and started patching up the group. 

“Yeah you can do that.”

Eli paused her work and watched the events unfold.

eli decided to try to get some information “if i may, what are you talking about? The truth?”

Ribbon focused, then teleported Salt and herself to a peculiar place. Within dark gray dunes of sand, numerous swords of sizes ranging from collosal to miniscule lay.

"Now forgive me for asking, but how good are you at combat?"

4 hours ago, Verdance said:

“Okay. Well, this time has been worthless,” 9/10 says, then disappears.

Rirrom knew that it was simply not 9/10's time to make a deal with him. That day would come, soon enough.

Are you finished? Ribbon's voice echoed in 9/10's head, Join me.

2 hours ago, Ink and Embers said:

Kevin jumps as one of the figures vanishes. "Huh. Is that ... normal?"

Kevin frowned at the proposition. "That's not a lot less vague than before. I don't know you well enough that I trust your judgement in a given situation, but ..." I suppose this is sort of what I'm signing up for. "Alright, probably. Just so long as it doesn't involve murder. Maybe. We'll see."

"Quite normal. And no, my favour would not require you to harm anyone." Rirrom stated.

"Are you ready for your quest, your journey?"

[Through The Living Star She/Her]

55 minutes ago, Keke said:

She just nodded slowly. “Uhm… so.. i hate to break this to you but we are controlled by authors.” She said carefully. 

Ennalee huffed. "I don't know what you're talking about." She sighed, the color of her cloak changing from black to a navvy blue. She didn't seem to notice. "That is clearly not true, and I will hear no more about it." Reaching into her bag, she removed a roll of bandages and tossed them to Elinore. Wait. Hadn't she already given those to her? 

The voice deep inside her head hissed, "The logic fits now."  

[Through The Living Grub He/Him]

20 hours ago, Through The Living Star said:

Emmalee’s eyes narrow. “Is that Glyer’s Plotblade? Also, what is this voice in your head?”

A faint glimmer of awareness tugged at Emmalee’s mind. “You know the truth,” the voice whispered. She quickly discarded it, going instead with the logic. 

“Yes this was Glyer’s.” Skylight brandished the blade, catching the sunlight on its edge. “One day, I’ll think of how I can use it. As for the Voice, he is the personification of my doubts. And the pain from losing all my friends in another world. He runs, and makes me run too.”

[Verdance he/him]

1 hour ago, Aeoryi said:

Ribbon focused, then teleported Salt and herself to a peculiar place. Within dark gray dunes of sand, numerous swords of sizes ranging from collosal to miniscule lay.

"Now forgive me for asking, but how good are you at combat?"

Rirrom knew that it was simply not 9/10's time to make a deal with him. That day would come, soon enough.

Are you finished? Ribbon's voice echoed in 9/10's head, Join me.

"Quite normal. And no, my favour would not require you to harm anyone." Rirrom stated.

"Are you ready for your quest, your journey?"

9/10mmHB#2 projected back to Ribbon. He seemed obviously to not have killed Rirron. “Don’t ask,” he said. 
canonically, being a character is repairing his empathy and morality, he just doesn’t want to admit it.

Edited May 18 by Verdance

[Aeoryi she/her]

1 minute ago, Verdance said:

9/10mmHB#2 projected back to Ribbon. He seemed obviously to not have killed Rirron. “Don’t ask,” he said. 
canonically, being a character is repairing his empathy and morality, he just doesn’t want to admit it.

Ribbon let out a sigh that was barely audible.

[Through The Living Star She/Her]

1 hour ago, Through The Living Grub said:

“Yes this was Glyer’s.” Skylight brandished the blade, catching the sunlight on its edge. “One day, I’ll think of how I can use it. As for the Voice, he is the personification of my doubts. And the pain from losing all my friends in another world. He runs, and makes me run too.”

"Interesting," Ennalee remarked. Turning back to Eli, she said, "How about we go find some place to get you guys cleaned up? Skylight, you want to come with us?" Ennalee resheathed her sword, then tucked her notebook away. 

[Keke They/he]

20 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

Ribbon focused, then teleported Salt and herself to a peculiar place. Within dark gray dunes of sand, numerous swords of sizes ranging from collosal to miniscule lay.

"Now forgive me for asking, but how good are you at combat?"

She shrugged “id like to say im fairly good, Albiet im still learning.”

19 hours ago, Through The Living Star said:

Ennalee huffed. "I don't know what you're talking about." She sighed, the color of her cloak changing from black to a navvy blue. She didn't seem to notice. "That is clearly not true, and I will hear no more about it." Reaching into her bag, she removed a roll of bandages and tossed them to Elinore. Wait. Hadn't she already given those to her? 

The voice deep inside her head hissed, "The logic fits now."  

Eli just stayed silent and her and Levi shared a look. 

17 hours ago, Through The Living Star said:

"Interesting," Ennalee remarked. Turning back to Eli, she said, "How about we go find some place to get you guys cleaned up? Skylight, you want to come with us?" Ennalee resheathed her sword, then tucked her notebook away. 

Elinore nodded and followed 

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21 hours ago, Aeoryi said:

Ribbon focused, then teleported Salt and herself to a peculiar place. Within dark gray dunes of sand, numerous swords of sizes ranging from collosal to miniscule lay.

"Now forgive me for asking, but how good are you at combat?"

Rirrom knew that it was simply not 9/10's time to make a deal with him. That day would come, soon enough.

Are you finished? Ribbon's voice echoed in 9/10's head, Join me.

"Quite normal. And no, my favour would not require you to harm anyone." Rirrom stated.

"Are you ready for your quest, your journey?"

Kevin nods. Well, that's optimistic. If I have to sell my soul, at least I'm probably not selling to a psychopath. Hopefully.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

[Aeoryi she/her]

8 minutes ago, Ink and Embers said:

Kevin nods. Well, that's optimistic. If I have to sell my soul, at least I'm probably not selling to a psychopath. Hopefully.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

"Good." He smiled. His eyes twinkled. "On one of the tallest mountains of the thread, there is a cave. Within that cave, there is a... deviation, a great evil that must be quelled."

54 minutes ago, Keke said:

She shrugged “id like to say im fairly good, Albiet im still learning.”

Eli just stayed silent and her and Levi shared a look. 

Elinore nodded and followed 

"The last time I was here, there was a formidable guardian that needed to be defeated in order to reclaim the blade. This same guardian, for reference, managed to defeat the Witherlord and forced him to retreat." Ribbon said, "So I am a little worried."

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3 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

"Good." He smiled. His eyes twinkled. "On one of the tallest mountains of the thread, there is a cave. Within that cave, there is a... deviation, a great evil that must be quelled."

"The last time I was here, there was a formidable guardian that needed to be defeated in order to reclaim the blade. This same guardian, for reference, managed to defeat the Witherlord and forced him to retreat." Ribbon said, "So I am a little worried."

"Sounds ominous," Kevin grimaced. "Deviation from what? Do you want me to fight it, or is that impossible?"

[Aeoryi she/her]

1 minute ago, Ink and Embers said:

"Sounds ominous," Kevin grimaced. "Deviation from what? Do you want me to fight it, or is that impossible?"

"I am not exactly certain what it is exactly, or if you can even fight it." He admitted, "But you're going to need to find a way to remove it somehow."

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49 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

"I am not exactly certain what it is exactly, or if you can even fight it." He admitted, "But you're going to need to find a way to remove it somehow."

"Alright," Kevin shrugged. "If it's evil, I'll try to figure it out. Any other cryptic clues, or is this the point where I head off and almost immediately get ambushed?"

[Keke They/he]

58 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

last time I was here, there was a formidable guardian that needed to be defeated in order to reclaim the blade. This same guardian, for reference, managed to defeat the Witherlord and forced him to retreat." Ribbon said, "So I am a little worried."

Salt stopped in her tracks. “Im sorry what!? They defeated the witherlord like the…” they sped up a bit to catch ribbon. “How?! I tried- i mean… HOW?”