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  1. The Author in question held his opinion for a very good reason.
  2. For once, Nameless agreed. This quest was very unlikely to succeed. In his opinion, what Moni was attempting was impossible.
  3. Moni rolled her eyes and kept walking, wondering if she'd find what she was looking for soon.
  4. Moni shrugged and moved on. That guy probably wouldn’t be much help anyways.
  5. Moni turned to look at him. “What do you want?”
  6. *transition noises* Moniker wandered in a dark place, searching for a way to kill memory.
  7. Many people wondered why this was the case.
  8. “Do you take this parrot
  9. His friend/brother/mortal enemy Shortcat had a diamond pickaxe, so it didn’t matter all that much.
  10. Unfortunately, Longcat got distracted by an obsidian knife before he could finish his explanation.
  11. This was because her classmates had accidentally zapped each other with the amnesia gun, and now no one remembered that they had midterms today.
  12. She was absolutely the right person to ask for help with a volcano problem, but for some reason Miracle hadn't thought of doing so.
  13. Miracle then proceeded to make the unwise decision of asking Chanandler for help with her volcano.
  14. Unfortunately for this already-sentient pineapple, nothing it did could convince Chanandler Bong that it had actually been sentient before he'd drawn near, and so there was nothing it could do to prevent itself from being eaten.
  15. Chanandler tackled the watermelon/pineapple to the ground and thanked Miracle profusely as he struggled to pin the shapeshifting fruit to the ground with an extra-long fork.
  16. I hope people don't get confused trying to @ me now. Should I get rid of my profile picture to make things worse?

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    2. Immortal Platypus

      Immortal Platypus

      change your PFP and your sig and member title, and your entire profile

    3. The Aspiring Archivist

      The Aspiring Archivist

      Ahhh...

      It would be nice if they could just tweak the name of the one completely inactive account still you can have yours.

      But this looks better than Nameless*, I suppose

  17. "Oh, you're surrendering. That's fine." Nameless dismissed Endings. "I guess you're not going to give me that Mordite Blade? Seriously, just give it to me and I'll go kill Darkness. It won't be difficult." Rep fired his crossbow immediately, then followed it up with a net to entrap Crickets.
  18. ...Alright, fine. But you'd better be ready to whack them if I get into trouble. Crickets flapped his wings and prepared to fly into the forest, but was interrupted when someone stepped into the clearing. Rep'O'Sim walked towards Sandy and Crickets, holding a crossbow pointed at Sandy's heart. "I've come for the bird. Feel like trying to stop me?" Nameless cocked his head, confused, and followed Platypus. "Did you do a time manipulation thing? Don't you remember that we were just fighting? Didn't finish the fight either. I was about to beat you."
  19. But you carry around a giant metal staff like it's nothing. I'm just a slightly extraordinary bird. "No timeline mess to worry about! I told you, I'm not the Nameless that died, but a perfected copy of him at his most powerful." Nameless waved the still-flaming Endings at Platypus. "And no running away either. The end of this fight is sealed."
  20. They might attack me if I fly over on my own. Nameless shook his head. “I don’t think I’ll surrender. Go ahead and kill me if you can.” He tightened his grip on Endings, the flames covering the Blade intensifying. “I think you’re too tired to. Vengeance’s strength is basically expended, and you’re not far off from that yourself.”
  21. The shadowed figure huffed angrily. "Not long ago it would've taken weeks for me to gather enough strength to make a hole in reality like this! You should be more appreciative of my incredible ability to travel between dimensions." The eyes of the Hunger were close now, and coming closer every moment. Well I guess you could call out to them? Let them know you're here? Nameless used the last of his power to enhance his reaction speed dramatically. This fight ends when those beams hit me. Nameless watched as the beams moved forward in slow motion, grin widening as they inched closer and closer. The beams hit, and in that moment Nameless acted. In Nameless' hand appeared the most powerful Plotblade in all of TLT. Now fully in its element, Endings' true form was revealed. It was not a dagger, a sword, or even a scythe. In that single moment, Endings was everything. Victory and defeat. Love lost and love gained. A life sacrificed in heroic glory and the peaceful death of old age. Endings was these and more, an unimaginable multitude of possibility, the embodiment of a concept only now peeking through the shell of a Blade that contained it. In that moment, in that single frozen point of time that we call an ending, Nameless drew upon the power of the Blade of Endings and changed the end of his battle. Power poured into him, Plot's essence replacing the Narration he'd expended as he swung Endings towards Platypus with a wordless cry, destroying the ending he'd received in favor of another. Both beams were obliterated as a wave of overwhelming energy washed towards Platypus, imbued with Nameless' will: Total defeat for Platypus.
  22. The Dreamsmith hoped that Seriv had eaten genuine Roughs stew before. I wonder where the nearest Edgedancer clinic is?
  23. "No problem." The Dreamsmith added the seasoned cremling and broth to a pot of beans he'd prepared separately, then ladled out a bowl for Steriv and took it out to him. "Your stew, sir. Did you say you wanted beer to go with it?" @Ookla of Void
  24. The Dreamsmith diced the cremling with a knife made of clear crystal and dumped it into the stew. Then, glancing around to make sure the health inspector wasn’t watching, he dumped in the secret ingredient: a powder made from one part gunpowder, two parts dried Koloss spit, and five parts coal dust.
  25. “I can make it work. Give it here and I’ll put it in.” The Dreamsmith began boiling a pot of water, then pulled a few vials from his pockets and began adding spices.
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