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ThroughTheLivingSequence

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  1. "Hmm.." Sequenced summoned Conflict once more and looked at it thoughtfully. "I'm not much of a fighter... I have weapons because, well... It seems sometimes I need to fight. Recently though, I haven't needed to! Maybe I should join more quests, make more of an effort to make change and keep people safe and... so on and so forth... But... I'd prefer to do that peacefully... I don't know. We'll see, I suppose. Maybe I'll have to give Conflict a new caretaker. But these Plotblade things are dangerous, and I'm not sure who I'd trust something like Conflict to... Hm. I have some thinking to do, it seems."
  2. "Is that so?" Sequence thought for a moment, the 'blade' puffing to mist as she dismissed it. "Maybe I should talk to him then. Did he ever find out why? You seem to know lots of things about lots of people."
  3. "Lovely to meet you, Bacon the Bard!" Sequence held up Conflict, which, as Sequence was not currently in a battle, could be assumed to still appear as a foam toy. "Thank you! I am rather fond of it, even if it is a little peculiar."
  4. Sequence quickly apologized for having not noticed Bacon. "Why hello! I believe I am doing well, thank you. And who might you be?"
  5. I'm afraid I don't understand "I am the Narrator Sequence! ... Or just Sequence. Having a title of sorts is just rather fun."
  6. I happened to be hiding in your sleeve, and quickly dash out to grab the Sandwich before performing an excellent triple front flip into a miniature Batmobile on the ground. I then proceed to make a daring escape at the vehicle's top speed, which is about... twenty-eight miles per hour...
  7. Sequence gasped, looking down at herself for a moment before returning to her normal colors scheme. "Fascinating!" She exclaimed.
  8. Sequence stared, still in awe. To be fair, she could effortlessly turn things different colors if she so wanted, but for some reason, this rabbit was captivating. "The Lords of Colour, you say? Tell me more!"
  9. Sequence appeared, watching the rabbit with awe. "Excuse me, hi!" Sequence waved to Brown. "How are you doing that? This... practice of turning things brown."
  10. Sequence stared at it for a moment, dumbfounded. "Conflict turns into something to match the power of my opponent... But who's my opponent? ... And who has the power of a... pool noodle..?" Sequence swung conflict gently, eyeing the weapon carefully.
  11. I support this chaotic narration completely. You're a visionary.
  12. Sequence summoned Conflict in her hand, now in her cabin on Sequence's Planet. She looked at it, rather startled. It hadn't really done something like that before... "Hey Willow, you don't happen to know what Conflict is saying, do you? Since like... you're also a magical weapon?" Sequence's question was directed to a white bladed, pale blue hilted knife of sorts, which sat on an ornate pedestal, which sat in a terrarium, which sat on another ornate pedestal. The knife glowed softly and made a sort of humming noise before answering. "... No."
  13. "Oh! Well in that case, I'll leave you to it!" Sequence leaned in close and whispered, "I don't do well with blood." And with that, she clapped her hands together and she, Fuzzy, the chairs, and the coffee table all vanished in a puff of snowflakes, which settled in the snow of the mountain.
  14. "Marvelous." Sequence smiled back and stood up, looking around. "Now, I do believe we are in the middle of a battle of sorts, so it might be beneficial to relocate."
  15. Oh dear Sequence had gained something of an affinity for ignoring conflict, it seemed. Sequence frowned. "It seems you're not convinced." She thought for a moment. "To my understanding, you have a knack for surviving, which, that is a very impressive trait to have on this thread. Ever wondered why an entire universe has so few characters in comparison to singular planets containing billions of people? Surviving here is difficult, and from what I know of your past, you seem to have had it more difficult than some! ... Perhaps I am rambling at this point, but I for one believe you to be important. One day, likely sooner rather than later, you will prove your worth to yourself as well. Plus, I've grown rather fond of you, so maybe we could sit down for some tea again sometime?"
  16. "Fabulous! See? That's something! You're not uninteresting or unimportant, and..." Sequence held out her hand to the side, and Fuzzy appeared, looking out of breath and handing Sequence a notebook. Sequence smiled at her, whispered something in an unintelligible language to her, and patted her on the head. Sequence flipped through the notebook for about four seconds, then looked up and smiled again. "It seems you've done plenty of interesting things, friend. Fret not."
  17. Sequence seemed to wait, listening intently. "... Well? Give me some details! If you'd like to, that is. I truly am interested."
  18. "Yeah! Is it like.. music? Are you a musician? A poet, perhaps?"
  19. "That sounds interesting! Tell me more about that." Sequence leaned forward attentively. Fuzzy applauded, not really understanding most of that, but she took some notes for Sequence. Cardinal also took notes for Sequence, scribbling on a notebook frantically in the corner trying to record as much of this strange monologue as he could.
  20. "Well that's alright! What do you have an interest in doing in the future?"
  21. Sequence jumped again at yet another spontaneous appearance of a person. She looked at Tull, then another cup of tea appeared and she offered it to him. "Of course! Make yourself comfortable." "I don't know, what's your story? What are your talents? Things you enjoy?" Fuzzy looked a little confused as she shook Nogard's hand. "Hi..?"
  22. "Why yes, I am. But my story can come later, I'd like to know more about you!" A coffee table appeared between the chairs, which had a pot of tea and two cups. Sequence filled them both, then took one and pushed the other across the table towards Gail before settling back into her chair and smiling warmly.
  23. "Nice to meet you, Gail." Two armchairs appeared facing each-other, and Sequence had a seat in one. "Have a seat! Tell me about yourself!"
  24. Fuzzy seemed to have gotten out of her initial alarm of being summoned so suddenly, and was now sitting cross-legged on the ground chewing on the end of her toothbrush. Appearance wise, she appeared to be a human female with pale skin of unknown age with a short, fuzzy mop of golden-blond hair. She looked up a Nogard blankly.
  25. "I'd say! Whenever characters on TLT share a name, I also get so confused." Sequence shook her head. "Anyways, I don't believe I've met you yet! I am the Narrator Sequence." Sequence did a little bow/curtsy thing. "And who might you be?"
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