The Longest Thread (Misadventures)

[xinoehp512 he/him]

18 hours ago, Truthless of Shinovar said:

Ok, take a look at this everyone!

The front of the shirt, pretty much the old design plastered on the front

A standard list, just going down the line of every great on this thread (This would probably need some fine tuning to make the spaces look more even in between the words)

And then something a bit more abstract, but a bit better looking, in my opinion at least. This would need some fine tuning as well, I'd have to make everything on the back seem more random (see what I did there?), and just more spread out.

 

And for good measure, here's the first design as well.

Please not as well that not everything was able to fit onto here; Especially @Shard of Thought and @xinoehp512, it was between choosing TVG and Star, and Silence and Xino, respectively, so just tell me if you'd rather have one or the other.

Silence, probably... but you should make it a wordle, then it wouldn't matter as much.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

20 hours ago, Shard of Thought said:

SoT hesitated for a second, glancing at Xino. Then she turned away, sprinting in the opposite direction. Coward, she thought to herself. But she couldn't think about that right now. 

An unfamiliar anti-figure charged past her in the opposite direction, towards Xinoehp.

From behind her came the sounds of pitched battle.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT whirred around, biting her lip, legs frozen. She wanted to rush forward and join the fight but... she was afraid. And she had no idea what she was fighting against. 

[Rebecca she/her]

Rebecca, who was at the bunker party declared, “My mouth tastes like teeth!”

[BringerofShadows she/her]

“This Thread won’t work.” God said as the fighting broke out. BoS escaped the thread in a puff of black smoke.

[Lunamor she/her]

31 minutes ago, Rebecca said:

Rebecca, who was at the bunker party declared, “My mouth tastes like teeth!”

“My mouth has hints of tongue as well!” 

[Jaywalk he/him]

And also alcohol. Someone had spiked the drinks there.

[FatherTiempo he/him]

They called it Hemawhiskey.

[Jaywalk he/him]

Inquisitor Moonshine was very popular.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

4 hours ago, Shard of Thought said:

SoT whirred around, biting her lip, legs frozen. She wanted to rush forward and join the fight but... she was afraid. And she had no idea what she was fighting against. 

The two figures dodged and spun in an incomprehensibly complex dance, their weapons clashing and releasing flashes of some dark energy. So far, neither had managed to score a hit on the other- mainly because neither seemed willing to risk the other's blade.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

A crystalline Shardblade coalesced in SoT's hand. She shouldn't have had it. She was a scholar. She had no idea how to use it, what was she going to do? But she couldn't just stand here.... Swallowing, she took a step. Backwards. I can't, she thought. But maybe... she reached out mentally and touched Xino's mind. Even her telepathy wasn't that strong, but it was all she had. 

[xinoehp512 he/him]

As he felt the touch on his mind, Xinoehp hesitated. Only for the briefest of instants; but that was enough. With a flick of his wrist, the anti-figure slashed his blade across his face.

An expression of shock crossed Xinoehps face for a second, then faded to a look of peace as he collapsed unconscious to the ground.

The anti-figure stooped down and picked up the Trewee-spear with a grimace, muttering something under his breath. Then he turned to SoT.

Thanks, he said. I don't know if I could have done that without your help.

Edited September 12, 2019 by xinoehp512

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT screamed, fist tightening around her blade's handle. "XINO!" She started breathing hard, finding that she was frozen once again. 

[Ghanderflaffle she/her]

So now everybody at the bunker party was hemalurgic.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Relax, SoT, said the anti-figure gently. Xinoehp is fine. Better than he was, in fact, now that I have broken his connection to... this.

He held up the corrupted spear with distaste.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT paled. "T-trewee? W-what happened to him?"

[xinoehp512 he/him]

The anti figure sighed. A withergeist, if my guess is correct. And I fear it is...

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

SoT trembled, dismissing her sword. "What's that?"

[Jaywalk he/him]

A historian stepped in. “Well, you see...

[xinoehp512 he/him]

1 hour ago, Shard of Thought said:

SoT trembled, dismissing her sword. "What's that?"

A spirit of destruction. Ruinous power made manifest.

[Zephrun’s Imperium they/he]

"Oh... like with Shadow." SoT blinked a few times and slowed her breathing. "That really scared me..." she said quietly. 

[Lunamor she/her]

Meanwhile, Lunamor had decided to spray whipped cream at everyone because it had been a while since something had happened.

[Little Bear she/her]

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WHIPPED CREAM! MY ONLY WEAKNESS!" shouted Bob the Builder.

[+Doomstick he/him]

he did

[Lunamor she/her]

It was snowing because Bob had fixed the air conditioning too well.

He does this in a flashback in an episode, don’t ask me why I know this cause I’ve got no clue.

Edited September 13, 2019 by Lunamor