The Shortest Thread

[Truthless of Shinovar he/him]

A voice came from diagonally up-ish-left-ish of Salad. “It’s starting to get crowded with all of these voices...”

[NameIess]

Nameles rushed through the streets of Thread, heading for the central tower. Archivist had mostly recovered, and Nameless had left him in the care of the best doctors in the universe. Nameless burst through the main doors of the tower, leaping over the stunned guards. He dashed for the reactor room, blasting through the barred door. "A SHIELD! PUT UP A SHIELD NOW!" He looked at the stunned operator in front of him who managed to stammer out "A-a shield? bu-tha-I-authorization, I-I couldn't do-" Before Nameless shoved him aside, accessing the control panel. With a few deft swipes, he powered on the global shield. He turned to towards the operator "Get me your superiors. Now. The shield should buy us some time, but we need to have a plan for when it fails." The operator scoffed, moving back to the control panel. "Nothing could get through this shield. It's powered by Narritivium. It would take more force than a supern-" The room shook. A few seconds later, a massive BOOM resounded. Outside in the street, windows shattered, car alarms went off. The operator paled, staring at the screen. He looked at Nameless, then pulled out his phone. "I'll get you my superiors."

[The Awakened Salad they/them]

24 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

Really, said the voice with great interest. The originator, a reddish-pink colored woman about a foot tall hovering in midair, cocked her head. And you would be...?

Me? The other voice said. I have no name. I was only born recently. I... who am I?

[Guest]

Bowser, still in the corner eating the pancake Experience gave him before, and watching the many turn of events.

[xinoehp512 he/him]

Just now, The Awakened Salad said:

Me? The other voice said. I have no name. I was only born recently. I... who am I?

An Author, perhaps? mused the red woman. So it would seem, although strange you would not know it...

[NameIess]

1 minute ago, Feruchemical Bowser said:

Bowser, still in the corner eating the pancake Experience gave him before, and watching the many turn of events.

Then he realized that the pancake had turned into hardtack.

[Guest]

2 minutes ago, The Awakened Salad said:

Me? The other voice said. I have no name. I was only born recently. I... who am I?

Bowser gasped, *british accent ¨He doesn't know who he is!¨

[AonEne he/him]

(So by the way. I have no idea what I’m doing. Xino, is there anywhere gray in the official worldbuilding?)  

[The Awakened Salad they/them]

55 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

An Author, perhaps? mused the red woman. So it would seem, although strange you would not know it...

An Author? A white light began to glow from where the voice originated. I think... is my purpose to oversee Salad? Yes, I know that is my purpose. I write their story. Is that what an Author does?

So I actually don’t know what I’m doing here 

6 minutes ago, AonEne said:

(So by the way. I have no idea what I’m doing. Xino, is there anywhere gray in the official worldbuilding?)  

???

[xinoehp512 he/him]

As in, unwritten? The Land of Dreams is a land where almost anything can happen. What do you have in mind?

Just now, The Awakened Salad said:

An Author? A white light began to glow from where the voice originated. I think... is my purpose to oversee Salad? Yes, I know that is my purpose. I write their story. Is that what an Author does?

So I actually don’t know what I’m doing here 

???

Yes, said the woman, smiling in an odd way. That is exactly what an Author does.

Edited April 12, 2020 by xinoehp512

[AonEne he/him]

4 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

As in, unwritten? The Land of Dreams is a land where almost anything can happen. What do you have in mind? 

No idea. Salad said I was coming into my powers, because they stabbed me and I left my body and went all gray and got greeted by some random woman. I’m discovery-writing this lol 

[The Awakened Salad they/them]

53 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:

Yes, said the woman, smiling in an odd way. That is exactly what an Author does.

The white light pulsed as the voice spoke. I see. Does that make me an Author? And who are you? Are you an Author as well?

Edited April 12, 2020 by The Awakened Salad

[The_Archivist he/him]

Archivist, now recovered, teleported home, he made himself some crêpes and stared at a picture on the wall. He didn't want to do this but the only way to beat a narrator is with a narrator, they needed someone who could find the specialness and magic in everything, even normalness. He took off the painting and opened the safe behind it, scanned his eye and fingerprint, and finally said: "Release the Brandon".

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Feel free to take over the new narrator, I don't think I can do too well with him.

 

[NameIess]

Unfortunately for Archivist, the Brandon had escaped years ago, and had started an incredible series of books, which had then led to this forum being created, which had then led to Archivist writing the Brandon into existence, which had then.... 

Archivist was unfortunately stuck in a time loop.

[The_Archivist he/him]

Archivist took a pair of scissors and cut the fabric of space time to sever the loop.

[NameIess]

The mimes were very unhappy with Archivist. Repairing time was at least 10x harder than repairing the fourth wall.

[The_Archivist he/him]

Archivist hated mimes, so he brought Deadpool in to wreack havock on the fourth wall.

Also I have no idea what's going on with that mime joke.

[NameIess]

@xinoehp512, Come explain to Arch what the mimes are. (I still only have a general idea)

But Deadpool wasn't kid friendly, so Nameless banished him.

 

[The_Archivist he/him]

Okay. Archivist agreed with Nameless's banishing and instead took a sledgehammer and broke the 4th wall himself. What's up 17th shard?

[xinoehp512 he/him]

14 hours ago, AonEne said:

No idea. Salad said I was coming into my powers, because they stabbed me and I left my body and went all gray and got greeted by some random woman. I’m discovery-writing this lol 

Well, feel free to make something new up. I have ideas, if you're interested.  

14 hours ago, The Awakened Salad said:

The white light pulsed as the voice spoke. I see. Does that make me an Author? And who are you? Are you an Author as well?

I am Cerise, said the woman, curtsying. Unlike you, Great One, I am not an Author.

1 hour ago, Nameless said:

@xinoehp512, Come explain to Arch what the mimes are. (I still only have a general idea)

But Deadpool wasn't kid friendly, so Nameless banished him.

 

The mimes are an organization wielding the twin powers of Silence and Narration to repair the fourth wall and ensure continuity. Narrator Master of Silence, their leader, is the most powerful of their number (and likely the most powerful being on TLT, as well).

[AonEne he/him]

4 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

Well, feel free to make something new up. I have ideas, if you're interested.  

I am, if you’re willing to share? 

[Elend Venture he/him]

A short man with a pith helmet destroyed the fourth wall with a stick of dynamite. 

     "I am a stick." Said the stick of dynamite to the reader.

[NameIess]

"Hey @The Awakened Salad, do you have any plans for dealing with Jell?" Nameless fidgeted nervously. "I might have something, but only if it's a really special occasion."

[The Awakened Salad they/them]

8 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

I am Cerise, said the woman, curtsying. Unlike you, Great One, I am not an Author.

Great One? No, I am not deserving of a title like that. The white light took the form of a small bird. It flitted over to Cerise, and looked at her inquisitively. But why have you come here?

2 hours ago, Nameless said:

"Hey @The Awakened Salad, do you have any plans for dealing with Jell?" Nameless fidgeted nervously. "I might have something, but only if it's a really special occasion."

Umm... not really. I don’t want to start a fight. We’ve had too many of them recently. Maybe we could trap her?

[NameIess]

16 minutes ago, The Awakened Salad said:

Umm... not really. I don’t want to start a fight. We’ve had too many of them recently. Maybe we could trap her?

In what? Well, since you seem to have things under control, I'm going to bed. Teleporting is surprisingly exhausting.