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Entry tags:
- !intro mingle,
- alastair stara,
- allen walker,
- altaïr ibn-la'ahad,
- asahi yuki,
- data!roxas,
- dirk strider,
- echo,
- erica reyes,
- euridice taverna,
- ezio auditore da firenze,
- grower,
- gwaine,
- inara serra,
- jack frost,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- maria thorpe,
- mel bush,
- natasha romanova,
- sam evans,
- shinji ikari,
- stiles stilinski,
- thor odinson
JUNE INTRO MINGLE
Who: Newbies and anyone who wishes to greet them!
What: Getting used to the city
When: Days 274 and forward
Where: Anywhere in town!
Rating: PG-13 tops! If it gets worse, move to a private log please.
[Please include your location and the IC day (ex. Day 275) in your top-level comment or your subject line when starting a thread! It can be any welcome hall, major attraction, or just out an about in any district. For newbies making a top-level thread, you may include your character's name/canon/house in your subject line if you'd like, to make housemates easy to find! :) If a God is needed or wanted, please ping the mods and depending on availability we might be able to throw them in where asked.
Also, keep an eye on the event schedule for June! If you're ICly introing during an event, make sure you take that into account. Thank you!
Have fun!]
What: Getting used to the city
When: Days 274 and forward
Where: Anywhere in town!
Rating: PG-13 tops! If it gets worse, move to a private log please.
[Please include your location and the IC day (ex. Day 275) in your top-level comment or your subject line when starting a thread! It can be any welcome hall, major attraction, or just out an about in any district. For newbies making a top-level thread, you may include your character's name/canon/house in your subject line if you'd like, to make housemates easy to find! :) If a God is needed or wanted, please ping the mods and depending on availability we might be able to throw them in where asked.
Also, keep an eye on the event schedule for June! If you're ICly introing during an event, make sure you take that into account. Thank you!
Have fun!]
Day 274 || Odin District || Stiles Stilinski || Teen Wolf || Odin
As cool as the (still girly looking) bracelet was, he didn't want to wind up wrong numbering the wrong person. He was still a little skeptical about being told he had powers now, and considering which one he'd been told he had, he wasn't keen on just randomly experimenting with it. Not in the house, anyway. Maybe outside away from people and living creatures.
Getting a feel for his new 'home' might be a good idea, so Stiles can easily be found walking around the Odin district, peeking around at things and possibly putting his pointy little nose in places that it shouldn't be.
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Jade greets him with an apologetic little grin, standing straight and folding her hands behind her back. Human, mostly, if one ignores the fluffy white dog ears perked high in curiosity.
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For the first time ever in Asgard, Scott really wished Derek was here to help his betas. Not that Scott minded helping Isaac or Erica, he obviously cared about them both, he just couldn't be in two places at once and hated prioritizing one over the other, but he had to find Erica first, then bail Isaac out later.
Forget Derek, Scott really wished Stiles was here. He could actually count on Stiles, unlike a certain grumpy alpha. Stiles would help him like he always would.
Scott must have wished really hard because when he finally reached Odin, where he believed Erica was, there Stiles was instead. If Scott didn't believe in miracles before, he certainly does now.
"Stiles!"
Heterolifemate!
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He slips over the edge of the roof and lands, making very little sound. "If you're new, best place for information is the library, or poke around on the network through the bracelet. God house?" He is pretty sure the fact this one is in Odin's district means he's patron'd by Odin.
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"Stiles?" Merlin walked up to him, frowning. "What are you doing?"
The behaviour was a little odd, considering he'd been here for a little while already. Two weeks was it? And yet Stiles looked as confused as he had the day Merlin had found him back then.
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Day 274 || Loki District || Jack Frost (RotG)
The town matches what the faceless maid explained to him. The air... doesn't speak to him. He can't hear the wind. Frustrated, he throws his staff to the ground - he can't feel the magic running through it either.]
What's with deities and this dumb habit of messing with your life without asking? [Seriously, this has to be a new record.]
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Oh. That's some very familiar hair.
Don't mind her as she wanders up, parasol in hand, trying not to smile too much in case his memories of Asgard aren't intact.]
Is that a common thing back in your world?
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[Hey Jack, welcome to Loki's district. The voice is coming from the rooftops where ??? is lounging at the edge with a bouquet in hand. No, he's not the welcome committee.
He's gotten away from his babysitting duties for a brief moment, but the flowers are for Anna.He remembers you-- or at least the past Jack. He was impressed when ??? set off a magical bomb that was supposed to be fireworks.]
Hello.
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You have a lot of experience with gods?
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Just don't expect the gods to do more than roll their eyes or curse you if you complain directly to them.
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Time for some improvisation? You bet. Jack's probably going to find his grumbling cut off by something soft thwacking him on the head. The small cloth ball bursts open on impact and the flowers she'd filled it with drift out onto his hair and shoulders.]
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Oh, it's my home district!
You must be new, then.
Everyone here knows that the gods here are particularly bad about meddling in our personal affairs.
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Day 275 || Anywhere you'd like idek || Ghanima Atreides || Children of Dune || Heimdall
Fear is the mind-killer.
Yes, she had been told that returning to her home was impossible, but any captor would say such a thing. It means nothing.
She endeavors to show nothing of the tension within her, appearing unintimidating and approachable. Friendly, even. If she could get people to talk to her, she might learn more about the true nature of this place.
Heimdall will do!
He's about to walk into a shop in Heimdall when an otherwise unassuming (but smokin' hot) woman catches his attention with her vivid blue eyes. He's seen some bright eyes, both here and at home, but those are inhumanly blue. No question. He'd lay money on them glowing in the dark like a cat's.
Of course, he's seen two people with skin almost that blue, so it doesn't stop him for long. But it bears commenting on, at least.
"Any power behind those eyes, or are they just cosmetic?"
sjhdkasdh smokin' hot ilu (and I agree)
he has fine taste, this one.
he gets points for that
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Freyr but near the center of town
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Thor, over by the Arena
omg what a cutie
He will deny it. And possibly pull faces in the process. xD
which would be, wait for it, SUPER CUTE
Wellll, it could be a possbility...
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Day 274 | wherever wherever | Amy Pond | Doctor Who | House Freya
Yes there's the information in the bracelet, whatever the hell that was supposed to be, but forgive her if she wants something a little more...serious to go on. So that's the goal for the day: get something a little more informative than "lol save the worlds!" and she'll just keep poking around various places in the city until she gets something]
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But WOW OH WOW imagine his surprise when he actually sees that red hair. That never happens. He's been waiting forever. He's always waiting. ]
Amy!
[ Just going to run to you and gather you up, wife. ]
When did you get here?
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day 275 ; anywhere ; thor odinson ; thor's house ya'll
this isn't what he expected. the sting from new york had barely begun to lessen and now this. he arrived in an asgard, but not his asgard. complete with one less loki and tesseract in tow. it's confusing and he doesn't understand, aggravated that no clear answer is provided.
not only that, but his power seems to be dampened and mjolnir does not work as it should. to say thor is angry over that would be a vastly gross understatement.
but, he has taken a day to himself to ease his temper before making attempts to learn. thor is up with dawn, mjolnir strapped to his hip as always and he sets out to explore and learn the lay of the land before allowing himself the thought to strike at the heart of this phony asgard. ]
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Which is why he's practically sprinting at Thor from out of nowhere. ...Actually, he placed the portal in a dead-end alley, and he's not paying too much attention when he ends up merging onto the main street. ???'s normally careful enough (to the point of seeming paranoid
because he is), but he's got his headphones on with the music blaring into his ears. He's on a mission, but at least he manages to stop short just before crashing into the bigger guy.]Whoa, sorry!
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SORRY SO LATE!
shhh you are right on time
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Thor district sound good? c:
perfect!
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Day 275 | Baldr District | 6th Doctor
Well, the first thing to be done was to find Evelyn. That odd... grey person had refused to answer any of his demands or questions as to her well being, so it was up to him to find her. But finding lost companions was nearly business as usual, and so he actually took some small amount of comfort in the almost-routine. He could worry about what had happened to him after she was found, and he'd made sure she was safe. As much as that was possible in this place, anyway.
He was planning to search for her on foot, but there was no guarantee they were even in the same part of the city. So as he walked along he started fiddling with the bracelet he'd been given, keeping half his attention on where he was going while he attempted to hack into whatever network this bracelet connected to. Assuming, of course, the grey person had been telling the truth when they'd told him about it.
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It didn't, of course, and with a muttered 'Och', he absently turned a corner, only to be nearly run down by someone passing by. Already irritated by the toy not working, the frown on his face deepened, his mouth tugging off to one side as he started to give the person who had gotten in his way a piece of his mind.
"Hey, watch where you're going, ye great..."
As he started to glance up, his eyes were assaulted by an all-too-familiar flash of riotous color and he trailed off. There was that coat again. He hadn't caught sight of it in Utgard, and thought that Eight and Theta had gotten it away from Eleven. Apparently either they hadn't - or maybe they had, and then someone else had gotten it away from them. Some stranger with blond hair, it seemed. Something about that tickled at the back of his mind, but he ignored it in favor of fixing a slightly narrow-eyed look on the other man.
"Where did ye get that coat?"
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Day 276 | Outside Hel
--Then, he woke up inside of the circle. At first he was confused, and disoriented. It was like waking up to a bucket of ice water being thrown over your head, and he started rather visibly until he realized where he was and that--
He'd left. Those sons of the Light, they'd sent him back.
But only for a short time, it seemed. As he tried to move, he realized that his leg twinged. Still broken, or if not all the way, it hadn't healed up enough for him to walk on it, yet. Instead of one Maid, two had eventually come to retrieve him, and had supported him to his residence... (much to his chagrin; hadn't they ever heard of crutches, before? This was freakin' ridiculous) which of course, was Hel, again. Home sweet home.
After that, though, he was on his own. Which was how he'd wound up sitting on the house's entry steps, looking a mixture of miffed and quietly accepting that he'd returned. How long had he been gone for? Was there anyone here who remembered him? And most importantly... where the heck did he go, from here?
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A moment later and he's running-- practically sprinting through the streets when he really shouldn't. He's not looking for trouble, but he's looking for the person who's the definition of trouble. Why is he seeking Vanitas? No clue, but he knows he needs to see him. He's run to the castle, hoping to spot him, and all the way back before he finally decides to detour to Hel's Welcome Hall. His legs need a break, and he comes to a slow when he does spot the black-haired teen. Why is he doing this, why is he trying?
"Vanitas...?" Hear that familiar voice? It's not Ventus OR Roxas. At least ??? sounds vaguely confused too and looks equally such as he moves closer? Not concern, just confusion.
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somehow this notif ended up in my spam folder akjfk SORRY FOR THE WAIT
no worries!
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Day 276 | Central Asgard
So he's more than a little disoriented and KIND OF FUCKED UP because as much as Grower can enjoy a host he's never actually integrated himself like this before and it's taking a moment to realize that things going on around outside him are actually happening to him. Once he does? He gets up and more or less stumbles out of there without even once acknowledging her.
...In fact he's having trouble with acknowledging a lot of things, like spacial relatives. Grower walks one shoulder into the exit's gate and bounces off, staggering a few steps before he...does it again. And again, until he clears it and sort of twitches, gait not quite natural but at least he's going forward this is a success.
Just needs to get the hang of this "being a person" nonsense. While stumbling around rather aimlessly. ]
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It's funny.
She seizes the opportunity when he walks between two close buildings and darts over him, releasing a handful of leaves onto his head as she leaps from one rooftop to the other.]
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Day 276 | anywhere | Shinji Ikari | Neon Genesis Evangelion | Heimdall
Gods... Powers... Color... Grayness... Apparently, Shinji had one for as long as he's here.
His disdain for this place set aside, it was one step better then a world of angels. (Though he supposedly killed them all. Or so he thinks he did...)
He passively wondered if stopping by the library in the Odin district was a good idea. It was (at least what he knows of libraries...) quiet, even if books were more of Ayanami's thing rather than his own.
His aimless wandering around districts and tuning out most of the noise and world with his earbuds to his SDAT player set in place made for a likely chance to run into someone. He was only lucky at first as he wasn't in a crowded area.
Unfortunately, he was walking through a more congested area, now, so when he feels his arm bumping into
yousomeone, he is quick to look atyouthe person in question and bows in an apologetic manner.]I-I'm really sorry...
unluckiest person in the universe
He's having some functional issues here :c ]
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OF COURSE YOU DO<3
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Day 276 | anywhere | Sam Evans (Glee)
Now he's come back to a different house, his new power seems a little more interesting than the last. Maybe the gods were giving him a second chance at making himself useful? Or maybe they just didn't want his friend Blaine to be alone here. Whatever the reason, Sam can be found wandering around the city, looking to see whether anything has changed since the last time he was here. ]
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She's not sure how difficult it is to find a doctor's office, anyway. It's not as though it's in a ten story office building that is shared between ten different practices. She's not going to walk into a chiropractic office instead of a neurologist. He's not even a neurologist, which might be better... or worse. She can't tell.
Erica also can't tell where she is. Which is pretty disheartening. She's staring at the map on her bracelet and looking for how the buildings line up, but it's not making any sense. This is probably why her parents never let her look at the map on the trips to the clinics. She could barely fold them, let alone read them.
She also shouldn't be looking at the map and walking, because she's just run into someone. Crap.]
Oh! Sorry, I'm sorry. I was -- [She exhales and glances around, making sure her backing away from this person isn't actually sending her into someone else.] I was looking at the map and not where I was going.
[Wincing, she glances to him.] I didn't... clunk your head or anything, did I?
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Day 275 | Anywhere | Marisa Kirisame
Marisa is hopping around outside, although to use the word "hop" is to imply that she's getting somewhere. In reality, she's jumping into the air with a broom between her legs, levitating and then trying as hard as she can via arm flailing and pushing forward to try to get herself to move in any direction at all before flopping back to the ground.
Frustrated and slightly dusty from a few false starts, she examines the city around her. Her first thought is that it's kind of boring. Her second thought is that she misses her little cottage in the Forest of Magic. And her third is that there's too many people, and way too much stone. She'd give anything for wooden walls and paper doors again.
"Y'know, when they'd said it would be grey, I didn't think it'd be like this, ze... Why are they complaining? It was all grey to start with, ze."
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As for the rest? "Grey's nice. I don't mind it much---'til you see the people and look in their eyes, completely unaware. It's not so much that it's grey, but that it's dead."
And boy does he know a few things about dead world.
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Patchouli Knowledge | Odin District | Day 277
Yet it seemed that such a convenient setup wasn't destined to last. The librarians had found her, with a few of them noticing her strange behavior over the course of a few days. Apparently, it was unacceptable to reside in a "public building," and despite all her protests, she had been forced from the premises for the time being, disheveled, wheezing slightly, and with as many books as they had let her check out clutched tightly in her arms. She had set out resolutely for her formal residence, looking surprisingly dignified for a person in her nightgown in the middle of the day, but her arms had been trembling from the weight already. She could feel her asthma taking its toll, and her fingers were starting to slip from around the cover at the bottom of the stack.
Though it had probably been inevitable from the start, the tumble of books onto the sidewalk still drew a gasp from the mage. Her breath had to catch up with her before she could exclaim, "Honestly... as if this wasn't... foolish enough..."
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The voice comes from a little off to her side, from a rather short and scrawny guy all things considered. Probably the only thing of note about him besides the toothy grin he sports is the inky black stain that darkens the skin on his arms from mid-upper arm down...and the way he's more or less crouched down to clamber over to her side and pick up one of the books she's dropped experimentally, canting his head and shaking it a little.
"Enoughhhh..." Still fun to sound words out, yup.
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sorry for slow ;; work happened
no problem! my own pace isn't exactly zooming ^^;
c: it's okay!
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And the best way to do that is to take to the roofs.
Her mind made up, Maria sets along the streets, weaving amongst the people as she tries to find somewhere she can begin to climb. She cuts a relatively anonymous figure in the swarm, unless a brown cloak, emblazoned with the red cross of the Templars, happens to mean anything to anyone, in which case she does not appear even remotely inconspicuous.
Where does she even begin?]
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And happens to bump rather blatantly into the people walking right behind him but he completely ignores their displeasure and weaves past them, trying to catch another glimpse of Maria--if she hasn't gone too far yet that is. ]
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day 281 | odin house
But here Lydia was in a strange house, somewhere outside that she'd certainly never been before and definitely lost. To say that she was confused was one thing, and she was also possibly a little afraid. And she had no idea what to do.
After standing on the spot (after the maid had left) for several minutes, and looking around, she started walking. It was natural - look around, maybe find someone to explain it? Or even better someone that she knew. It was a big hope, anyway, but Lydia wanted it. Wanted them ]
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He was enjoying another twisty tour of the floors when he passed the first floor. A head of familiar strawberry blonde hair caught his eye and his head jerked around out of habit. Was that...?
Then he was sliding down past the first floor, neck straining as he tried to get another glimpse to see.
The logical thing to do would have been to take the slide all the way to the bottom, then find the stairs and head up to the first floor. Stiles was not currently running on logic. He was running on the slight trip his heart had given at the thought that someone might be here.
His feet shot out against the sides of the slide. Or, they tried to, but it was a really big slide. Rubber squealed as he started to slow to a stop, his hands reaching for and gripping the sides of the slide. Finally, he was stopped, legs splayed in an almost painful position, arms stretched over to cling to the side. He managed to turn over, keeping his death grip on the slide and using it to try to pull himself up. His feet slipped until he found that bend where the side joined the bottom that he could cram them into. Then he started making his way up, rubber squeaking when he occasionally slipped.
He got to where he could poke his head over the first floor, eyes wide as he looked for that familiar figure.]
Lydia?
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