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Through the Living Heir

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  1. “You did? I suppose before the song Bacon simply showed up. Or do I misunderstand?” Rebus picks up a piece of paper. “This is an odd development. I’m not allowed to tell you about it, just like how I’m not allowed to interact with my Author’s other character directly.”
  2. Rebus (prime) nods. “How did they get past it? I assume the point of our guided tour here is to emulate them.” “I concur.” Rebus appears. “I have a plan, I think. And I need to do something before my Author - uh oh.” Numerous papers flutter to the ground in places around the Thread. They say the following, written in an unsettling reddish brown substance with jagged, barely legible letters: “esirprus a rof semit bacon the bard yas ot tsrif eht be”.
  3. Oh, this might be worse. I’ll deal with it later, though. Ordered light beings are called Luxsprites and they’re all dead but one. You can talk to @Ookla the Arbiter about them, if you want.
  4. If only Bat had a teleporter… maybe they confiscated it, but it would still shock anyone who tried to touch it. Also, either I’m paranoid or you’re doing some great foreshadowing.
  5. Rebus (prime) nods. “Yes. Unfortunately, I cannot do that by myself.” He waves a hand and a small rod materializes from the air, constructed by nanomachines. It flies off at an impressive speed.
  6. "Yes, you could, though there are plenty of other people who can teleport. You seem to be one of them." Rebus (prime) looks around, then walks towards the building.
  7. Cole stumbles back, then leaps into the air over it. “A frying pan?”
  8. Not having anything better to do, he steps through the portal. As he goes through, there is a quiet clatter.
  9. Rebus (prime) laughs. “Is that bad? My soul was a mess before.”
  10. “There is no reason to use telepathy on one who can read minds, but I know little I am allowed to tell. You could investigate.” Yeah. I should have done more homework, both today and yesterday. “That is likely for the best.”
  11. “That’s good. I’m a bit bored, and worried that if I don’t do something my Author will start a plot about a fever dream version of Bacon. Or the mysterious ball of darkness, the Time Being, Capt’n Exposition, or any number of crazy ideas he’s just had.”
  12. “Or the greedy. But that is a fact with any sort of magic, and I do not see how helping people, even if people might take advantage of you, is a problem.”
  13. “That is against the rules, I believe, but that hasn’t stopped me yet.” He grins. “In the meantime, my Author will probably make more fever dream characters. They’re distracting, in my opinion.” Rebus appears, having no context but interested anyway. “Do you want my help?”
  14. Rebus waves. “It’s a good thing we’re out of time, because I am as well.” Then he disappears for the time being, escaping the Time Being (who is up for grabs, just saying).
  15. Cole runs at the left side, holding a frying pan and spinning in circles so he can ward off any attack.
  16. “It’s true; we’ll have to choose. We’ll get lots of time to think, luckily. Your Author - and mine - will seemingly be absent.”
  17. Cole, too, staggers backwards. He looks at the darkness with Clamsight, planks falling to the ground.
  18. Hello Kino! Welcome to TLT! A shining arc descends towards KeCil (and the frog) reflecting the sun at him with blinding brightness.
  19. Cole is rather fresh, actually. He’s continually replenishing life force, so the bursts of power don’t leave him bleeding long. “Good point.” He waits to reach capacity, then swoops down, holding his planks in front of him as a shield and sail.
  20. Cole throws a plank of wood at it, his clothes soaked in blood.
  21. “That was what I asked you, thinking you’d reached this point already. I’m inclined to ask either an Author with established lore knowledge, or a very active one.” Rebus prime raises an eyebrow. “It seems to have been fine so far. I fail to see what the issue is, other than issues associated with high levels of power in general.” A ball of normal darkness can be seen on the horizon. It’s probably fine.
  22. They aren’t very helpful anyway. Quite vague, in fact, considering that the relevant Author has to go do homework.
  23. Capt’n Exposition fishes four flyers in the frost whale’s saddle bag, and hands them over. Then he rockets away into the sky on a path of ice. One is bleakly advertising Onyx’s Realm, one is advertising Entoturis, one tells you to go find … or n something, and one tells you to say Bacon the Bard three times, either forwards or backwards. Capt’n Exposition calls from the sky. “I be Capt’n Exposition. And I be not just a hat now!” “I personally would like to avoid talking to myself the whole time. Trying to get past my own obstacles is tedious.”
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