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  1. Through the Living Heir
    Kion stumbles over his words for a second, trying to get out of the verbal trap. "I don't know - I assumed - I'm not saying you need to stay, but I've spent more time with you here than with anyone else, and I thought we could help each other figure things out, about what it means to be a Narrator and feel deeply that reality is malleable and thus unimportant, and what it means to not be a Narrator somewhere they're seemingly omnipresent, and can do anything I can do without risking themselves."
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    Kion chuckles. "That's good, because I've never been so confused in my life. Some things make sense, but in general, this place is very strange. But as long as we understand different things and do our best to explain, we can both get less confused with time."
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    Kion smiles. "For both of us, words are powerful. Narration is a particularly powerful word, although you get more out of it than I ever will. I saw the words that make up everything, and I came back from it. Despite knowing that all it's made from is words, at least to me this world is real."
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    "I was scared out of my wits. But you should give yourself credit; your dancing was better than anything I could do unaided, even when you slipped up with the Narration." Rebus smiles. "Excellent! It's more fun that way, I think. And look, my name is Rebus now. I haven't been described yet, though - of course, why should I stay just one way?"
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    "I suppose that works, assuming you're immune to logic." Kion gets on the train and sits down. "I truly did have fun at the party, brainwashing myself notwithstanding."
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    Maybe-Rebus nods. "Got it! By the way, how many things am I supposed to know? Does it really matter, unless I get involved in an author-related plot?" They go back to reading. "I found a tourist guide to antimatterland. Apparently it's quite nice, although visitors often complain about the temperature - the locals are used to it, I guess."
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    Kion shrugs. "I'm not the one who teleported us into the middle of nowhere - although it is my fault. The right way would be away from the Render, which is difficult because we don't know where it is." He can't (actually, he could, but it'd be stupid) magically refresh his outfit, but he does straighten out his clothes and shake out the sand.
  8. Through the Living Heir
    Cole takes a dagger and cuts the man’s throat. “Thank you.” And thank you, Freedom. Lifting himself, the man, and a whirlwind of gravel and dirt to obscure them into the air, Cole storms the castle.
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    Cole nods solemnly. “The Duke will honor your sacrifice. I’ll do my best to kill you quickly.” Cole looks around for grit to turn into a lethal (but also obscuring) dust storm, and examines the castle for a good place to begin his semi-staged assault. “I assume the Duke has some sort of escape route. It’s smart, and that’s what he does, is it not?”
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    Cole thinks for a second. “We could try some sort of debris storm so the duke can escape without being seen. But we’ll need a dead body to claim is the Duke. Do you have any people you need executed?”
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    “I know, I was being stupid. I can’t rewrite the past enough to fix it, so let’s pay attention to what’s going on now.” When they reach the train, Kion shrugs. “If the train is going the right way, we’ll be safe for longer, and if it is going the wrong way, it really doesn’t change anything about our situation. So I say we get on.”
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    Cole smiles. “Great! So we only have to hoodwink the soldiers. I’m not very good at hoodwinking, though. Perhaps we should go talk to the duke; it’s probably pretty difficult to fake the death of somebody without their knowledge.”
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    “Nope! I’m still mostly an idea. Although Rebus sounds good…” I guess there isn’t too much of that to explain. I’m not sure what information I thought there would be; I’ve been reading this thread for long enough I should know most of the mechanics.
  14. Through the Living Heir
    The Render almost chases it, but determines finding Kion would be a better use of its time. Stretching itself as thin as possible, it forms wings out of dirt and takes off glide-jumping. The beginning of a Narrator sits in a library, surrounded by a veritable fortress of books on several tables put together. Many of them are related - encyclopedias of the Thread, a transcript of the Bacon podcast, books on writing, and the like. Some are not - Wind and Truth, a book about string theory, blueprints for a nonfunctional pneumatic ornithopter, and other strange and interesting things. The not-yet Narrator muses to themself. “Is this even how narrators work? I need a name; I wonder if there are any other Narrators named Rebus. I could be a girl, honestly - my Author needs to do that more. And what can I actually do? Where should this library even be?” @Ookla the Bacon, I hear you have lore (and Lore, supposedly). Anything I should know?
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    “Hopefully. It went quite fast, earlier. I didn’t know Renders could fly.” Kion reshapes the dashing hat he’d conjured at the party into a more practical flat brim by tearing a few stitches apart.
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    Cole drops to the ground again, creating a cushion of air to soften the landing for the man he’d held hostage. “Alright, how shall we do this? Does anybody know how much Rage can perceive?”
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    Nick nods, and the suit changes color a few times and stretches out filaments, twining around his railgun so he can support it, refuel it, and siphon off the fusion power. “Does that work, or shall I make something more impressive?” @Ookla the Stormy
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    Cole shakes his head. “If I had wanted that, I could have killed you and then you wouldn’t need it. Oh, I remember! I need you to help the duke fake his own death at my hand in a way the crazy fire people can’t see through. Especially their very crazy fire leader guy, and the thing that gives them the powers I think I can’t mention because it would notice.”
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    The driver cannot read your message, because he is driving and would rather not hit a blade plant at 100 miles per hour. The Vvondin notices it and replies instead. “We are going to the research station. It is where we researchers live, and has a small launch system to get our samples to our test planet.”
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    Kion tries to think of something to do about it, or at least something helpfully to say. He hadn’t had many close friends in the past; putting too many mages in the same room was frowned upon, so he didn’t have that much social interaction. “The sand is making me nervous as well. Renders can do some alarming things with it. Shall we walk, or should we teleport again?”
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    Kion looks at the desert, searching for landmarks. “That was a rhetorical you, referring to a typical mage in a hypothetical scenario. But Bacon actually asked me if he should make himself a Render. I’m not sure why.”
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    The Intellectual tries to retaliate, but is bad at close combat. Cole grabs the man, dragging him up into the air. “Alright, unless you want him to die, you’re going to let me do something… I don’t remember what I wanted. What do you think I should ask for?”
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    “I’m aware I was being an idiot; I’ll think twice about using any sort of emotion magic even if I can spare it.” Kion hurriedly steps through the portal. “This is how mages last as long as we do. Usually, though, whoever does the teleportation strengthens their own Render, so you can’t run forever.” This is bold, so I’ll assume this is canon, if a bit god-mod-y. The Render is cut in half by the powerful sword, as the components that make up its body are scattered to the winds. It looks defeated, but where a single grain of sand lands, the ground springs up and reforms it, back as a gorilla-shaped rocky powerhouse. “You are in my way. Begone, and leave your blade, or you will die.”
  24. Through the Living Heir
    “I believe this was staged by the company itself. Are you aware of their game show? They effectively kidnapped people - including me - from other dimensions to go through dangerous situations. Some of us are from worlds where violence to solve problems is ordinary, which makes the people who kidnapped us in the first place worried. When we unionized and managed to get here instead of the intended destination, I believe the CEO panicked and staged the explosion to tighten security. The person who was able to get us out in the first place agrees. I’d be happy to gain access to and bring forth his evidence, but I believe he wishes to remain anonymous.” Nick purses his lips. “I’d be happy to go into custody until the trial if you deem me a criminal. I would have to retain several objects of exotic technology in order to keep me alive after I was dropped into a volcano, and others to protect me if I am brought back into the game show against my will, but I would not resist. I do not speak for the others, however; they come from varying governmental states and societies, and run the gamut between obeying their authority without question, and wishing to overthrow their own government.”
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    Alvar shakes his hand. “Pleasure doing business with you.” In the chaos that followed your alchemical concoction, Alvar is nowhere to be seen. In truth, he stayed back with the bandits to keep his options open. He doesn’t know you all very well, after all.
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