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  1. NameIess
    "I don't know. Certainly not while he thinks me a traitor to the Order." Subversion blinked. Stupid. Can't just copy whatever he says. "Siblings? I suppose you could say that I used to have some." No! Why did I say that? Now he's going to ask more questions. brushing dark hair out of her face to hide her consternation, Subversion grabbed for straws. "Your brother and you don't seem to get along very well. He seems much more... confident, I suppose, than you are." "I-I don't know where they are. Please, just let me live." Yes, but I don't believe we ever canonically established that they are standing on either side of Nogard, and even if they are, Subversion is fully capable of walking in between Hacob and Nogard in order to show her disdain.
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    "I don't know! I don't know anyone on the council! I don't know anything else." The man cringed beneath Platypus's gaze. "Except... the man who hired me. He did something. Something that he said would make anyone who sought after the Dreamsmith visit this cave first. He used a sword to do it, I think." She's a Narrator, with powers beyond imagining. I'm certain she is capable of standing in between Hacob and Nogard. "Indeed. He is a member of the Council of Brave Adventurers, and though I was a close friend and mentor to him, I did not tell him about the Plotblades." The Great Wizard stared off into the distance. "I... have made mistakes. The Plotblades are dangerous, but I should have been more trusting. The Valiant One would have helped me, if I had told him long ago." Subversion jumped, grey eyes darting rapidly "Where do I come from?" I was created by an Author as a Proto-Narrator, then managed to out-compete all the other Proto-Narrators to ascend to full Narratorhood and survive, mainly due to causing the death of Valiant. She pasted a smile on her face. "Ah, it's a small town, in the middle of nowhere. Generic name. You probably haven't heard of it. What inspired you to start adventuring?" It's similar, yes.
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    "Because I'm not Omen!" The mist dispersed, revealing a red-haired man with an unfortunate nose. His face showed no emotion other than terror "I-I was hired. I'm a wizard, skilled in teleportation and illusion. Someone, I don't know who, hired me to sit here and teleport anyone who came into a trap. That was the three assassins." The man glanced down at the Blades and gulped. "I'm sorry, I... please don't kill me, I don't know anything else." This confusion was an emotion common to the average male because of the complexity of the female mind, but even so, the densest of men would have known the reason for Subversion's understandable anger. The Great Wizard's shoulders drooped, and his words, when spoken, were laden with regret. "I doubt that. Before my betrayal, he and I were... close. He may well be our most fierce opponent, and I must say that I cannot blame him for his anger." "It could be him, using a different name." Subversion said, flipping her glossy black waist-length hair over her shoulder as she turned her back on Hacob. "Say, where do you come from? I don't think I've heard your backstor-um, regular story, yet."
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    Luxsprites didn’t attack the withergeists, they were attacked by them after a Luxsprite opened a gap in their defenses while attempting to combine ordered light chaotic darkness. Also, there is one Luxsprite left that is not Platypus.
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    “I-I just can’t! I’m sorry, could you please come back tomorrow?” The misty being was clearly terrified. Listen, I don’t care how much you’ll pay me, it’s not worth what he’ll do to me! You told me this would be easy, that the assassins would kill anyone who tried to seek the Dreamsmith. You didn’t tell me someone like this would come through! — Subversion appeared next to Hacob, grey eyes burning with wrath. “So, Endings is dangerous? Well, I’m sure you’ll love it when I ran that Blade through your chest! Now shut up, unless you want me to start getting creative.” She vanished, not caring what Hacob’s response was, only that he left her alone. The Great Wizard pointed to the slideshow rabbits. “The Valiant One is a great hero, and a member of the Brave Adventurers.” A picture of the Valiant One appeared. “Madness… I have not heard this name either.” A picture of static appeared. “The Dreamsmith is a magical being who makes weapons for those who seek him out.” A picture of a man with a mechanical jaw and a grey scar across his chest appeared. “And the Witherlord…” utter darkness consumed the slideshow. “The slayer of Luxsprites, Lord of Darkness, the one who caused TLT’s birth. He is a great evil, and I very much doubt that he will join up with us.” — Subversion appeared next to Nogard and smiled at him, the shadows of her dress seeming to lighten slightly. “Hey! You doing alright? Hacob hasn’t spoken to you, has he?”
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    “Yes, Selppaenip. Magic swords of great power. Too great.” That’s not how Narration works. You don’t need thoughts. Or… well, that’s not quite right. It’s more that it’s possible to draw your power from thoughts that cannot be affected. I’m not very skilled at it, although my predecessor was among the best. Subversion teleported back to the mountaintop. Thank you for your help, but leave me alone from now on. I don’t want to get involved in any more of Madness’s plots.
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    The Great Wizard tilted his aged head. "Is that what I said? Yes, I see it now. you could align with the intent of one of the Blades quite well, if that path is taken. This is why searching for them is so dangerous." a wry grin split his wrinkled face. "Selppaenip, these Blades are more than just swords. They can take any form they so desire. Their real danger lies in their ability to affect reality." I don't need your help Intellect. I'm a Narrator, and someone needs to show Madness exactly what that means. Subversion's eyes took on an iridescent glow once more, and she stepped forward to confront Madness again, The darkness of her dress forming into spikes, solidifying into armor. Actually... someone has to teach Madness the truth about Narrators, but does it have to be me? Subversion shivered, remembering the pain of her guilt. I... I shouldn't have to feel that. I did what I had to, and besides, who cares about killing people anyways? They're not really real. She hesitated, and the glow in her eyes faded. Fine intellect, I'll take your help.
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    "Well, I guess I can't give you what you want then." Subversion sighed, and her hair stopped billowing. "Sorry about that. Ruling TLT is impossible though. Unless... but no, it's impossible. Well, since I can't help you... would you mind if I left, or do I have to prove the power of a Narrator to you?"
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    Subversion spread her arms to the side, midnight black hair billowing out behind her, dark grey eyes flashing. "I am always in a position to make demands. You want to control everything? I can give you everything." Power flashed in an extended hand, and infinity bloomed. "Here is a copy of TLT. A perfect copy. Take it, and rule it as you will. But leave us alone."
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    The Great Wizard heaved himself to his feet, heavily leaning on his staff, eyes dull with exhaustion. “Perhaps. What sort of Plotblade do you wish to find?” ”Madness, listen. Just tell me what you want. I can, in all likelihood, give it to you. You don’t understand the power of Narrators.” Subversion put her hands on her hips and glared at the fake Valiant. “And don’t use that face with me. Don’t you dare use that face.”
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    "I cannot tell you where the Plotblades are, for I do not know myself. I can tell you only the names of those who could walk to path necessary to claim them." The Great Wizard raised his hands, drawing his rabbits to attention. Glowing green eyes appeared floating in a circle around him as some of his herd shared their rabbity prophetic powers. Other rabbits uninvisiblified themselves in such a way as to create a slideshow of the people he spoke of (or a crude representation, in the case of those without true physical form). He spoke then, in a voice that was not his own. "To find the Blades, seekest those around whom Plot spins most wildly. Madness, that being who seeks to invade the Thread and bend it to her will. Gail, the girl named Great Failure, bondholder of Qodi, greater than she yet believes. The Brave Adventurer, schemer, inheritor of a mantle forged by greater men for men greater yet than they. Selppaenip, hero too mighty for his own good. These you must watch closely. Yet others could claim the prize. The Witherlord, greatest darkness, ever gnawing away at the world's roots. The Valiant One, betrayed, clinging to honor yet drowning in lies. Subversion twice over, for the paths she could yet take, for the paths she sees in truth. The Dreamsmith, longing for a life stolen from him. And others, many others, but one more. Nogard, child of Onyx. Claim the Blade you could, and escape the cruel fate that may yet consume you. Watch them, watch all. For Plot twists and turns, and any could claim the Blades. Watch even your own heart, lest it betray you." The eyes of the rabbits winked out, and the Great Wizard collapsed to the ground in a fit of coughing. "There-*cough*-there you have it. Watch... whoever it was I just told you to." He looked up. "I hope you were paying attention, because rabbits take terrible notes." @Immortal Platypus @xinoehp512@SpiritOfWrath@Through The Living Glass@Ancient Elantrian@The Halcyon Girl@Sequence@The H "I can't!" The misty being froze. "Er, I mean, not before the trials are done. I can't take you until then." Subversion's reply was strained, as if spoken through clenched teeth. If you cannot keep your mouth shut I will rip out your heart and feed it to you then sew it shut with your intestines for thread and splinters of your bones for needle! So great was the malice behind her words that Hacob for a moment felt a sharp pain at the corner of his mouth. An instant later, the connection between the two snapped like his bones would be snapped if he tried to reforge the link.
  12. NameIess
    "Basically, yes. It's the best plan I can think of. And a terrible one. Far too dangerous that they'll claim a Blade first."
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    "Really? Because it seems to me that you work by manipulating my emotions, by relying on pain." She glared up at the idea of madness. Stay out of this Intellect. Subversion's eyes began glowing with light. "Madness! Connect to me if you wish. You claim to be an idea? Ideas do not speak!" Light began to shine from her skin as well, a beacon of Narrative energy. She glared up at the idea of Madness "You are..." her eyes widened, and she stared past Madness. No. That's... no! Fear spiked within her. "We... what fools we were. Killing him... fools. Intellect, take your sword and give it to someone else. It is... not useful to me. All you see is imagination. My Narrationblade is imagination. I am imagination. you are imagination." She dropped the sword. "Madness. what do you want? I can give it to you." "If their names were known, any Narrator who so wished could summon them to his hand, unless they were bonded. Or, more accurately, any Narrator who wished could find them under a rock somewhere. And then... I shudder to think." The Great Wizard shivered. "Nogard, there are those who could claim these Blades. We must watch them closely. I can tell you who they are." @xinoehp512 The misty being screamed in terror for a good fifteen seconds before managing to get ahold of himself enough to speak. "You-you're back? How? I mean, trials! You must pass more trials!" Don't ever do that again or I'll make you suffer ten times what I have, then cut you into a thousand pieces and feed them to a withergeist.
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    "We must find the Plotblades. Then I will take them to the Dreamsmith, and he will reforge them into a less dangerous form."
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    Subversion growled softly. You know what? I'm done with this. She vanished from the mountaintop, feeling tears run down her cheeks at the guilt. She reappeared in a place outside of reality. "Look, Madness? I really hate you. Please, go away. This is your only warning."
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    "I cannot say for certain what he wants. He is a dangerous man." The Great Wizard frowned at Nogard's second question. "I... cannot say. Names are dangerous things. If the names of these Blades are known, they will be quested for, and they will be found. Even knowing they exist is too much already. Any more, and I would have no chance of protecting the Thread." "Indeed." The Great Wizard laughed bitterly. "I'm sorry. The only one who could speak to my character... well, aside from all the brave adventurers who currently hunt me, there is only one. And he refuses to help me in any way." Thank goodness. He's stuck, so he's created a world to spend the rest of his days in. The mist being's thoughts were even fainter than before. Storms, if he'd found his way back out of the void between worlds... no amount of money is worth going up against a monster like that. Well, if it makes you feel better, exerting influence over most other Plotblades would be much harder for me. Plot Twists is just... very in-line with my character. Unintelligible is where the Plot needs him to be. I'm more worried about Moni honestly. She's still on her mad quest within the mind of my Author. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm busy being tortured. -- Subversion stood, anger flashing across her face. "Madness! You shall rue the day you crossed me! By which I mean I am going to leave now goodbye. Also, Bacon, nice job there. You're quite the skilled Narrator." She vanished, reappearing back on the mountain. She manipulated events to get Valiant killed, remember? That's kinda the whole start of her and Platypus's rivalry. Also some of her actions have resulted in many deaths. But I don't think she's actually killed anyone personally, at least not anyone important.
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    "Yes Nogard, I do. I did conceal the existence of those two Plotblades. I concealed their existence because they were too powerful. Even in the hands of the Brave Adventurers, they would be too powerful. So I hid their existence, and searched for them on my own." Subversion felt agony. She felt pain beyond pain, that which could not be described, that which drove away thought, stripped away sanity. She staggered, fell to her knees, felt her mind slipping towards the void. Then she smiled. "This... is... nothing. This pain... is not real." Despite her words, she still struggled to merely remain upright. "It is words on a page. It is fiction. I am more than words. I am..." Through sheer force of will, she started to stand. "I am a Narrator. Tull is young. He... he does not understand the truth. Not as I do. Your... attack will not work on me." She got to her feet, then stretched forth her hand. A brilliant Narrationblade formed there, glowing with the light of Chaos. "Prepare to die." If I can just gather enough strength to Narrate myself away from here, I'll talk to Nogard for an hour! Around Platypus reality asserted itself, but the void did not merely disappear. It remained, and would remain until something was formed to replace it. That is not a general rule of Plotblades. Plotblades hold nigh-absolute dominion over their sphere of influence even as they draw power from it. That 2750 pages of lore? It only makes the Plotblade of Lore more powerful. Ah, yes. It was Platypus, sorry. I get you mixed up sometimes. I can do a few other things, but I'm not going to tell you what those things are. The Great Wizard shrugged. "I cannot prove my innocence. I have explained as much as I can. I knew that revealing the Plotblades' existence would lead to exactly this scenario. Everyone in the Thread looking for them. And worse... the Plotblades themselves could begin to look for those who can wield them."
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    "I hope so, great hero." The Great Wizard looked around at everyone, noting the Narrators with apprehension. "Nogard, did you fix my bridge like I asked?" Subversion decided to help Tull in order to escape Nogard, following him to whatever destination he had gone to. The figure grabbed Platypus's arm, and an even more painful shock ran through him. When the mist cleared this time, Platypus was staring into a pitch-black void of nothingness. dimly, he heard the thoughts of the creature who'd brought him here. I hope this holds him. Why would someone like him seek the Dreamsmith? I... whatever. Yes, we have a deal. No revealing the truth of reality to Nogard. At least not yet. Some resonance leftover from that time I used the Nameless time capsule thingy to fight you. Manipulating energy was a specialty of his, as you no doubt remember from his fight with you. The Great Wizard nodded. "I am he, I have met some of you I have met before, when I quested for the spear of Instakans, and I did communicate with the Dreamsmith about the Plotblades."
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    The rabbit released its teeth from Selppaenip’s foot, seeming satisfied. The rabbits flew swiftly, and the Great Wizard shouted back to the other two. “We’ll be there in about a day! There’s a group that might help us! — Subversion’s smile widened. “No, you’re awesome!” She froze. “I mean… uh, oh look, there’s the Great Wizard now!” Reality warped around Selppaenip, and he, the Great Wizard, and … were suddenly dumped into the ground in between Nogard and Subversion. Because you made someone who’s probably never even heard of Scadrial, much less been born on it a Mistborn. It makes no sense for her to be one.
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    “Um, of course.” If beings made of mist could be said to sweat, then this one would be doing so. He extended his hand again. “Um, this way to you second… trial.” maybe — I think you’ll find that Vengeance doesn’t work half so well as you think against an abstract Plotblade like Lore. And no, we don’t know where the Great Wizard is, because we’re definitely not nigh omnipotent beings who manipulate reality at a whim. Understand? Subversion patted Gail on the shoulder. “You are worthy of importance without power, no matter what anyone says.” The powers were gone again as quickly as they’d been returned. “She needs to learn to make a difference on her own, I think. Or she will never believe that it is possible, no matter what powers you give her. Besides, I sense great potential in her already. I doubt she has need of your help.” Subversion grinned when she saw Tull looking at Benevolence. I just made a small change to that one. Just to make it a bit more… consistent. I think you’ll find it a bit harder to do things like make people Narrators with that Blade, especially if you’re going to insist on doing so when it makes absolutely no sense, considering their backstory.
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    As the Blade landed, Tull felt something strange. The Plotblade’s power seemed to be fluctuating. The rabbit did not take kindly to being stepped on, and promptly sank its teeth into Selppaenip’s foot. Other invisible rabbits grabbed him, as well as … and the Great Wizard, and took to the skies. — “oh, I know who he is. He’s one of my Aut- I mean, I’ve just heard of him.” Subversion smiled weakly. “Something tells me he might be coming to us.” Gail suddenly lost her Mistborn powers. Subversion glanced at Tull. “Seems to me that the real jerk would be the person who assumes that giving someone boring magical powers will make them important. Powers given are rarely as important as powers earned.” @The Halcyon Girl
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    “Then we ride! Or get carried, I guess, but that’s not very interesting.” The Great Wizard quickly started walking out of the restaurant. — “I’d love to-“ Subversion paused, composing herself “I suppose I could help you. I’m not… doing anything else at the moment.” The assassin fled quickly, vanishing out of the room in an instant. The room was now empty, save for the misty figure and Platypus. The figure looked apprehensive. “Well, you have passed your first trial. There are, however , several more. Um, if you could just wait a moment while I prepare them, that would be… er, nice.” — Subversion absently reached out across space and time to punch Hacob in the face. It would be terrible if I had to tell Onyx about Platypus’s situation, wouldn’t it? Who knows what he’d do with that Plotblade of his? Subversion used her powers to narrate the Lerasium into a piece of lead. “I think that’s quite enough Mistborn you’ve made today.” She muttered, too soft for anyone to hear.
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    The three would-be assassins continued attempting to flee, one tripping and dropping his Mordite dagger. As he hit the ground, his leg twisted underneath him, and when he tried to rise, it would not support him. Desperately, he tried to grab the dagger, but it was just out of reach. … sighed. “Fine. I’ll come along. But only as a teacher.” He glared at the Great Wizard. “I’m not going to help you.” ”Of course not. I wouldn’t ask anything else.” The Great Wizard smiled. “Well Selppaenip, how are you with flying rabbits?” — “You’re not bad lo-uh, I mean, Subversion.” Subversion blushed. “Um, it didn’t look like you caught what I said, so I’ll repeat it. I’m Subversion, a, uh, Narrator. Which means that I have magical powers that let me do a few things, with… huge limitations, obviously.” She laughed awkwardly. “Because the world is definitely real, and no one can manipulate the fabric of reality on a fundamental level without serious consequences.” She turned away hurriedly, glaring at a nearby tree and hiding her thoughts carefully.
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    Subversion held the Blade for one second, then tossed it back as promised. As she did, the Blade nicked her finger, causing… nothing. She grinned. “Much better now.” The assassins pulled back, hesitating. Then one of them fled, pushing past Platypus to run out the door. The others followed close behind, harried by the shouts of the figure of mist. “No! Come back here and kill him you fools! He’s obviously just bluffing!” — Subversion shook her head. “Hacob, you need to accept the facts. I’ve changed. I’m a much better person now. I have a conscience and everything. And who says I care what onyx thinks?” She glanced around suspiciously. “You don’t think he’s listening, do you?”
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    The Great Wizard looked slightly flabbergasted. "..., you agreed to train him to be normal?" ... nodded. "He helped me with a problem I had, and so I agreed to train him." The Great Wizard smiled. "Great. In that case Selppaenip, I will gladly take your help in this matter. We must leave at once, and I'm afraid your master must either come with us or abandon your teaching entirely." -- Subversion appeared on the mountain where everyone was right now with a flash. "I think I forgot to introduce myself earlier. I'm Subversion, a Narrator, and I'm here to make all your lives much better! You can thank me later." She vanished and reappeared next to Tull in a flash. "Can I see that Blade for one moment? I swear to give it back after a single second, or whenever you request after you give it to me." before he could answer, Subversion had popped over to Nogard and Erif. "Hey! would you like my help breaking that curse you talk about so much? I'll give it to you, in exchange for the privilege of showing you a secret about the true nature of reality." @SpiritOfWrath@xinoehp512
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