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ThroughTheLivingSequence

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  1. "How many Plotblades are there again, and what are their names?" Everyone asked. "I want to make a sarcastic joke about this one having a dumb name but I don't know what Plotblades are usually named after."
  2. Sequence shivered. "The way we avoid saying his name gives me bad vibes." She said softly. Everyone scoffed.
  3. I would like to dogfight Moash. I'm 100% certain that I can fly a plane better than he can, plus if I shoot him down, he dies, and we all win! If you could automatically gain the knowledge required for any career, what would it be?
  4. Everyone stretches as they are freed from the cage. "No excessive powers." They said. "Got it." Sequence nodded too. Her non-narrative power wasn't nearly as strong as Everyone's, but it was still there.
  5. The warden panics and calls me. "A riot? For the Sandwich?!" I look at the Sandwich sitting in a time-stopping capsule on the desk of my office in the new tallest building ever, which is called "The Sequence". I hang up in a panic and call the president of the united states, telling him to airstrike the prison.
  6. Due to some legal shenanigans, you are both convicted of fourth-degree arsonist murderism and are sent to maximum security prison to serve out fourteen life sentences. Being the supreme police chief of the entire world™, I claim the Sandwich as my own.
  7. I sign a contract to give me control of gravity, and use it to bring the Sandwich towards me while sending everyone else into space.
  8. I pay a... moderate amount of attention to what I wear. There was one time when I ended up wearing a bunch of neons and pastels, which ended up being pretty embarrassing. The person below me likes going to the symphony.
  9. Jade! It's pretty while not being too gaudy, so to say. Do you prefer necklaces or bracelets?
  10. *decides that witless's 9 hour win is long enough, and wins*
  11. Everyone’s dark foggy glow faded, and they came back into view. “Hm.” They said, frowning. “So what you’re saying, is that teleporting is not okay here? If that’s what you’re saying I’ll gladly stop.”
  12. Sequence frowned. “Even my gray-ish power doesn’t work well anymore.” A guttural screeching sound emanated from Everyone’s now entirely black silhouette, and the energy surged forward with more power. That multiplication device of Everyone’s proved to be pretty useful.
  13. Everyone paused. “̴͇͙̒S̵̻̓̓ő̶̤̘̅ ̴̼̠͌w̶̧͋̌e̵̲̙̽̀’̵̼̋̾ṙ̶̞ͅḛ̷͕͛̉ ̸͚̓ġ̶̟ō̸̥̮i̵̬̅̕n̵̯͝g̴̙̦̐̈ ̶̠̃͝ṱ̶͝o̴̘̗͒ ̵̜́d̴̜̈o̶͈͓͛͐ ̸͍̩͠t̵̲̋h̴̻̪̓͋i̴͚̓͊s̷̩̓ ̷͍̓t̸̲͝h̶̘̤̒̔ê̷̹ ̵̰͝h̷̝͘a̴̢̾r̷̙͕̔d̷̡͍̐̃ ̸̣̒ẅ̷͍ȃ̴͓͍͊y̴͉̿.̸̛̳̖”̵̱̝̂͊ They said, their energy flowing outwards and straining against the green netting.
  14. Everyone smirked, then attempted to teleport a few feet.
  15. "Hm." Everyone said. "Trying to take it for yourself, are you? Well I'll have you know, this little thing won't do you any good." The orb vanished. "Just an attempt to fabricate an image that represents my power. I would never actually expose it."
  16. "I actually can't answer that. I'm not sure what I am. Chaotic-neutral, maybe? Chaotic-ordered? Not sure. Do I have to be something specific to steal Narrative energy?"
  17. I think I will actually become a plane soon instead, but still. The T-80 is cool
  18. "Incorrect. I am a fragment of a Narrator though. The Sequence I came from was separated before becoming a Narrator though. It's complicated. What gives me these Narrator-ish powers though, is t̵̡͌̂̾̈͐͒h̴͖̹̺̞͋̀͆͗̽ĩ̴̲͎̫̩̯̂͑́͘̕͘͜ͅs̸̪͎͗̓͊.̶̛̼͈͈̝̹̉͐͐̐"̶̺́̋͂̇͗̀ Everyone held up a swirling ball of red and black... something. Lightning? Smoke? It was dark, yet it hurt to look at, same as something bright.
  19. I will say this, the T-80 MBT is the gayest tank ever produced .
  20. "What makes you say that? I consider myself to be quite capable in all subjects."
  21. XD. Not sure there's that much to talk about... We're going to Paris, we don't live together but have talked about it, my cat loves her more than me (rightfully so), and uhhhh... yeah. Normal thingses.
  22. Everyone smiled. "Much better. Although, this old thing is pretty useless." Everyone said, referring to their neck. Their head then popped off and fell to the ground, from which a new body grew. The old one crumbled to dust. "Can't you just show me how to steal Narrative energy? Pretty please?"
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