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2 hours ago, Shard of Thought said:

Godmodding in plot is unrecognized due to Sophie's forcefield. This forcefield is an attempt to more fully separate plot and randomness. Thank you. This has been a message by TVG.

"Wait... so are you saying that Trewee can somehow defeat the Witherlord?" Sophie asked. 

Trewee melted in Xino's hand, back into his true form. The sprite was a little dazed by mostly okay. He chittered tiredly. 

"Woah..." Granite remarked. 

Michael cocked his head. "Hmm... given the crystalline structure of the ice... with refinement, perhaps. I hadn't thought about it. The important thing is that he's not poisoned anymore!"

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"Ah, okay." Sophie smiled, looking at the watersprite. "Heya, Trewee, how ya doin'?"

Trewee purred in response.

"Trewee, this is Granite, Star's son!" She pointed to Granite and Trewee zipped over through the air to him, right up to his face. 

"Uh... hi?" Granite said. 

Trewee chittered excitedly and Sophie laughed. 

"I think he likes you."

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1 hour ago, BringerofShadows said:

HEY GUYS I HAVEN'T BEEN ON HERE FOREVER DID ANYONE MISS ME PLEASE SAY YES I'M SAD AND LONELY AND I NEED A LIFE

“YOU’RE BACK!!” Truthless shouted in all caps, but only at a size 12 font. “QUICK!! I NEED YOU TO CHOP OFF SOMEONE’S HEAD WOTH A HATCHET!”

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2 hours ago, BringerofShadows said:

HEY GUYS I HAVEN'T BEEN ON HERE FOREVER DID ANYONE MISS ME PLEASE SAY YES I'M SAD AND LONELY AND I NEED A LIFE

“I missed you!” said Nebula.

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2 hours ago, BringerofShadows said:

HEY GUYS I HAVEN'T BEEN ON HERE FOREVER DID ANYONE MISS ME PLEASE SAY YES I'M SAD AND LONELY AND I NEED A LIFE

"Welcome back, BoS," said Jacob, making a note of it on his clipboard.

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Nebula pulled out a book about therapy. His head floated above his body—it would take a while to reattach it. “It says there’s something called doctor-patient confidentiality.”

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"I am this thread's self-proclaimed plot scientist. I am currently studying how to create plot successfully." Nameless looked down at a clipboard, which he had narrated into his hand. "My current experiment has shown that creating plot out of the randomness of the thread is far more effective than forcing it into existence.

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Nameless reminded Luna that with Sugar on the loose, all candy would be liable to come to life and attempt to murder everything in sight, so the party must be sugar-free.

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Nameless turned towards Ghanderflaffle. "Eat them? How do you propose we eat a bunch of soldiers with swords, spears, and bows, much less someone like the Champion? Even if we could eat them, it would only result in our essences becoming saturated with the essence of Sugar, allowing him to control us." He looked back towards the licorice. "Um, is it just me or has the licorice stopped moving?" Torrents of delicious black doom erupted all around the gathered narrators, surrounding them in a dome before forming into a legion of black monstrosities.

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"We might not be able to eat all of our enemies." FT said, raising his Narration Blade, gesturing at the black gunk, "But there's something we can eat. No one likes black licorice. It tastes medicinal, it clumps like matted fur, and nothing edible should be that black. No one likes black licorice, except for me."

FT turned back to the assembled Narrators, fighting back the tears. "Fight the sugar, and stand firm. Eat your fruits and vegetables kids!" And with that heroic statement, FT dismissed his blade, leaped forward, mouth wide, into the writhing mass of licorice.

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15 hours ago, BringerofShadows said:

"Who the hell is Jacob?" Tries to remember if therapist was named Jacob

"I am Jacob," said Jacob. "The Secretary."

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12 hours ago, FatherTiempo said:

"We might not be able to eat all of our enemies." FT said, raising his Narration Blade, gesturing at the black gunk, "But there's something we can eat. No one likes black licorice. It tastes medicinal, it clumps like matted fur, and nothing edible should be that black. No one likes black licorice, except for me."

FT turned back to the assembled Narrators, fighting back the tears. "Fight the sugar, and stand firm. Eat your fruits and vegetables kids!" And with that heroic statement, FT dismissed his blade, leaped forward, mouth wide, into the writhing mass of licorice.

Nobody ate their vegetables and fruits, because they are all adults. TFOD thought the licorice looked very appetizing. While the other Narrators fought, he sat in the corner, munching on a licorice stick.

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