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meta moderators ([personal profile] metamods) wrote in [community profile] metalogs2022-03-27 09:23 pm

CONFLUENCE 04

Who: All everybody
What: A Confluence strikes!
When: March 27, 2022
Where: Sunset Falls
Content Warnings: Comic book violence, ghosts and demons.




CONFLUENCE
Weird things happen in Sunset Falls.

This is a given. The residents of the town have never known a time where the paper didn't feature a mysterious occult murder as a headline, or a student wasn't being outed for using a little mystical enhancement to boost their athletic prowess.

So when the Alliance arrives, stating that residents must vacate the area as quickly as possible, nearly every person grabs a go-bag and gets the hell out of dodge. If something is big enough to earn the capes' attention, then it's surely not worth risking life and limb to find out if they're bluffing.

Guild members receive an emergency bulletin telling them to teleport to Sunset Falls at their earliest convenience. The notice warns them to prepare themselves, grimly remarking that if Confluences have been bad in the other cities then they will be a complete and utter nightmare in Sunset Falls.

This time, however, there is no great fall to kick things off.

New arrivals come into awareness seconds before they make impact - but this time, they're flying up and through the floorboards of Sunset Falls' high school gymnasium. The ground underneath flickers an ominous purple, a lingering gaze may feel the void gazing back in confusion... and then there's a burst of burning wind. Something rushes out of the void as it closes, leaving you to crash back down to the ground. There’s nothing left but broken shards of gym flooring scattered around you…and the lingering touch of something angry and malicious being freed.

Exiting the gym brings you directly into the main lobby. You can see people standing outside the doors, seemingly unaware of what has transpired behind them. Suddenly, there's a rush of wind and energy behind you, making a mad dash for the doors. They swing open hard enough to crack the windows, and then all is suddenly quiet.


01. SPRING THAW
Spring thaw has come swiftly this year. In the span of a few moments the temperature has gone from frigid to a balmy summer day, and only continues to rise.

As the disoriented new arrivals step outside, they find themselves standing in what could be a sweltering summer day. The heroes standing guard jolt in alarm as the doors behind them swing open. Air rushes out, a blast of frigidity that's a relief in the suddenly sweltering night. They turn, and spy the new arrivals. It seems like they’re almost - though certainly not quite - as confused as the rest of you. The recent Confluences have all happened with a bit more fanfare than this.

But the night is only getting hotter. If that’s the end of it, no one’s going to complain. And it must be over now, right? The citizens of Sunset Falls have already started to return, vague figures in the distance trickling out of alleyways and from behind buildings. Fantastic, the squad leader on this expedition, attempts to radio back to headquarters with this news - only to drop the communicator when it begins to wail in unearthly woe.

The people gathering around the school are getting closer. One by one they step into the streets, into the halogen glow of the streetlamps, and...

Something seems a little... off about them. Their eyes are distant and they appear to shimmer slightly in the dim light. Heroes and villains alike pause and glance between each other, a confused murmur breaking out as some recognize certain faces amongst the crowd. Some of the heroes born in this world shout out names in elation; others shrink back as they spy a less friendly face amongst the ghoulish collection.

The metas closest to the doors — Fantastic of the Guardian Alliance and Chaos Gate of the Society — take a few steps back. They're not naive enough to believe this is a good sign. Fantastic gestures for the new arrivals to get back inside the school and shut the doors. Chaos Gate extends a hand to summon her staff and gives a merry shout: everyone should prepare for a mess! This is a horde of ghosts, and they probably aren't that friendly.

Some of the apparitions appear to be wearing costumes that belong to decades past: spandex and capes in bright neon colors and embroidered with psychedelic shapes. Others simply look human, wearing civilian clothing marked with arcane symbols.

Either way, they're metahumans, to be sure - all of them know how to use their powers, and they’re looking to use them on all of you. Former hero or former villain, it doesn’t seem to matter. None of them seem to entirely register who or what it is they’re fighting; they won’t respond to attempts to talk them down, even from those guild members they used to know. They’re just attacking, lashing out with something like desperation. If you want to get through this, you’re going to have to fight back.

Spectral though they are, striking one of the ghosts feels like hitting someone of flesh and blood. But the more damaged they are, the less human they look. They begin to crumble and decay, looking less like living people and more like ghouls the more they’re beaten down. When they’re finally defeated, they burst in an explosion of unknowable spiritual energy…and also ectoplasm. Slimy!


02. SUMMER SWELTER
Should new arrivals, or metas who came along to help with the Confluence, break free of the throng of ghosts and flee into Sunset Falls, they won’t find themselves entirely safe. The ghosts won’t pursue, but they aren’t the only thing that slipped through the cracks in reality tonight.

The farther you get from the school and its host of the dead, the hotter it gets. The heat is oppressive; a shimmering haze rises over the pavement, and all the various birds and bugs of the evening have gone utterly silent.

The first sign is a pressure in your lungs, the air growing scalding to breathe. Then, without warning, pieces of your surroundings begin to spontaneously ignite. The roofs of the dark and vacant houses start to smoke; power lines burst and shower sparks and bits of melted wire and plastic. At the epicenter of the inferno, you can see a luminous shape shimmering through the air: a fire elemental.

It needs to be put out before it incinerates everything! You won't be able to rely on punching or regular fighting here - fittingly for a creature born of Sunset Falls, you'll have to rely on a more creative use of powers, and maybe some magic.

For each event with a clear antagonistic NPC force — such as the Vlog Squad, in the February arrival — interested players can pitch their characters' encounters with those NPCs. Whether characters are heroic and suited to the role or not, the aim is the group effort of pitching in, so we highly encourage collaborating on these encounters. Once enough NPC encounters have been submitted, we'll determine if and how the trouble has been addressed, and select one of those encounters to be the final, conclusive one in the game. Everyone else's encounters will also have taken place, but may have been temporary stopgaps in addressing the conflict rather than a conclusive blow. For this Confluence, we are asking that submissions be finalized by 3/5.

How it works:
  • Reply to the relevant top-level comment with an encounter and/or questions about the encounter. The mods are happy to go back and forth with before locking in exactly what a character or group of characters does. Any conversations between characters and NPCs will most likely be happening prior to combat unless specified by the players.

  • The mods ask that players present two options. In one version, the character or group of characters kills, immobilizes, or otherwise apprehend the villain(s). In the other version, one way or another, the villain escapes or overcomes the character or group of characters. Players who wish to have a specific spot in the timeline (near to the beginning or near to the end) should make this request explicit, and the mods will make efforts to accommodate this.

  • The mods will RNG the results for the final encounter. For all other submissions, the escape/overcome option is selected. Open calls for collaboration which result in multiple player characters contributing to an idea or solution (see: Kamala Khan's solution to the Cerberus fight) have a much higher chance of being the final encounter, as we want to reward player collaboration and innovation. Please be sure that after everyone has weighed in you return to the top-level comment to report exactly what is happening and who is doing what.

  • The mods will reply to player submissions with a brief outline of how all of the run-ins go, whether it's a fight or a slapstick series of hilarious accidents that involves the character(s).


Request NPC encounters using the following form


EXAMPLE—

Character(s) involved: The Iron Giant and Hank Hill
Details of the encounter: Hank will ride in Iron Giant's hand as they search the city for the Vlog Squad, eventually spotting them in a public park. They land explosively in the middle, throwing all of the squad off of their feet while the Iron Giant sends out a signal to scramble their livestreams and begins trying to catch the offenders up in both hands. Hank will try to tackle at least one of them.

How might the villain escape or overcome the player character(s)? Playlist slow motions Iron Giant and they easily duck its grasp, and Filter leaves Hank floating upside down as they make their escape.

How would the player character(s) kill, immobilize, or apprehend the villain? Iron Giant grabs Playlist before she can slow it, then picks up and captures all but Emoji; Hank throws a branch and beans that guy right in the head. Iron Giant gathers him up too, and they turn them in to the first batch of emergency responders they find.


03. SAFE AND SOUND
The foes finally vanquished, Fantastic - covered in ectoplasm, scorched, and thoroughly pissed - shouts that he's radioing back to HQ. If anyone doesn't want the ride back, they have five minutes to get out of his sight. The new arrivals have less of a choice in the matter as he's not bothering to clarify what "a ride" means. He simply slams the button on the communicator and barks into it that they've handled things and are ready to go. With a rush of arcane power, those who haven’t vacated the area find themselves somewhere else.

The gymnasium has been foregone in favor of a more permanent arrival space. Powers are still dampened here, but not turned off entirely. Anyone displaying intentions to harm others in the space is met with a swift time-out. Fantastic can be approached for conversation, although he doesn’t seem terribly interested in offering any actual assistance.

The guilds check over new arrivals, and once given a clean bill of health, a hot meal and the option to take a nap in a secured space, they are shuffled off into the Diadem Hotel. Recruiters from both the Society and the Alliance approach in the hotel lobby, each pitching an offer to join their respective side.


04. PACTS FORGED AND BROKEN
Evil is a very real presence in Sunset Falls, lurking in the shadows and waiting to manifest in the hearts of men. The more angry and down on their luck a person is, the easier it is to sway them to make things just a little easier on themselves.

The new arrivals have escaped and made their way to Central City, seemingly safe for the time being. But not everything that slipped free from that strange void was a human spirit. It seems that something may have followed you home.

It begins with the sound of whispering. Your deepest desires, your greatest fears: this voice knows them all. It waits until you're alone, or in a moment of desperation against a foe far stronger than yourself, and then it begins to beckon.

The demon will offer pacts, offering their greatest wish in exchange for but a shard of their soul. Power, money, fame - all of it can be yours if you're willing to offer succor for this starving creature who only wants to make your dreams come true. He's got a compelling voice and you may find yourself inclined to agree, offering what he asks. How could you ever refuse such a deal?

Agreeing will result in a sharp pain somewhere indescribable, as if your very existence is being splintered. For but a split second you're incomplete - and then something slips inside the crack that is left in its wake. Each pact made seems to make the world just a little worse - Sunset Falls and Central City in particular seem to have increased amounts of bad luck, as if it’s following the new metas around.

One does not make a deal with a demon lightly. Please report any pacts made here.


SUMMARY
  • New arrivals will be erupting through the floor of Sunset Falls High’s gymnasium. After the fighting ends, they are brought to the Guardian Alliance HQ. Older characters are given the option to teleport with them or can make their own way home.

  • The breech has also set free a number of souls who were laying dormant. These souls manifest in the streets and will attack player characters. They appear confused and disoriented but cannot be talked down.

  • A fire elemental has also manifested. Player characters will need to work together to put the fire out. Players are encouraged to use the OOC comm to coordinate, and can report their attempts here to find out how they’ll play out.

  • A demon has tagged along. He will tempt people into forging a pact with him, granting them a wish in exchange for a fragment of their soul. This is a player plot opportunity and the consequences of this are not immediate. Please reply here if your character strikes a deal with this demon.

thecoolerloki: (43.)

[personal profile] thecoolerloki 2022-03-28 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
CHARACTER NAME: Kid Loki
CHARACTER WISH: "I wish I had killed Ikol before he was able to kill me. I wish to be Loki, always."
DESIRED OUTCOME: I AM HERE FOR UNFORESEEN CONSEQUENCES AND EVERYTHING BACKFIRING ON HIM! That said because obviously this is a wish that involves another player, I don't expect it to be fully granted at all or even granted in a "desirable" way. I'd prefer for it to be something that only affects Kid Loki, maybe altering his memories or altering him somehow.

Basic idea of an outcome would be his story and character being rewritten from the beginning, so that he would be the type of person to kill Ikol, sooo he wouldn't be himself and he wouldn't be "good". This would only affect his view of what happened, and could be affected further by demonic influence. Also something something trapped being unable to change or grow because of "always"... I'd like to end the plot with his memories/story eventually being returned, and maybe canonupdating him then to his death.
dothelokimotion: (Money doesn't grow on trees)

loki odinson | mcu | ota

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2022-03-28 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
( i. spring thaw ) cw: violence, death
[ the heat was getting to him. usually, his shapeshifting abilities trump major changes in temperature. his frost giant nature hadn't interfered all this time. it made sense though, that it would pick now, when loki is displaced and vulnerable.

well. not that vulnerable.

he eyes the horde of spectral costumed ghosts making their way through, his nose wrinkling at the sight. ]


Who are the local heroes here? Is it still the Avengers? Can we blame this on them? Because it certainly isn't my fault.

[ one of the ghostly superheroes lunges for him. quick as lightning, one of loki's hands flash with a dagger, embedding itself directing into the ghost's head. he watches it explode with an expression of pure disgust. ]

I refuse to ruin my clothes for this.


( ii. magic things at sunset falls )
[ acclimatization is key.

which is why loki first started in sunset falls. he's not sure if it is the center of a convergence — an alignment of celestial bodies and powers fixating in a specific area — or something else. and there is a quiet thrum of fear in his heart that it could harken the worst. like thanos. his own shielding should protect him from being found out, but who knows how many stones thanos had now?

( thor will stop him, his heart believes. thor will die, his mind replies )

either way, dressed in a black midgardian suit, he stops near the edge of the woods and extends his arms. green light spreads from his fingertips and he closes his eyes, letting his senses spread along with it. if you interrupt him, loki will snap back at you. ]


Do you mind.


( iii. wildcard )
[ got a different prompt you’d like to do? ping me on [plurk.com profile] timmtams / pm this journal ]
azulescarabajo: ([BB] uh gross)

i

[personal profile] azulescarabajo 2022-03-28 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jaime is, somehow, pretty comfortable. The scarab suit is pretty good at climate control and even if everyone else is wilting a little, Jaime seems to be dealing just fine.

Plus, you know, he grew up in south-west Texas. He hovers a good ten feet off the ground, iridescent wings blurring as he stares at the oncoming wave of ghostly apparitions. Squinting down at Loki, he tries to make sense of what he's hearing. Thankfully this is not his first time getting yeeted into an unknown situation by forces beyond his control. ]


Uh, I dunno who the Avengers are but I was thinking maybe Justice League? Don't think we're quite close enough to Gotham to attract the Bat but maybe Teen Titans'll show up--

[ He cuts himself off and levels a blast of energy at an oncoming ghost, wincing as it explodes into ectoplasm. Also because Khaji Da is chattering at him. ]

...But I can't get the Teen Titans on the phone, which is, uh. Bad? Let's go with bad.
Edited 2022-03-28 17:26 (UTC)
azulescarabajo: ([BB] Protect)

Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle) | DC Comics (New Earth) | ota

[personal profile] azulescarabajo 2022-03-28 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
i. spring thaw

[ Jaime can be found zipping around the school, wings fluttering as he tries to stay out of reach of the ghosts. It's not working very well because being meta-human ghosts, some of them can fly. He's dodging, rolling, weaving away and firing off what he hopes are limited blasts of energy from his cannons or shifting his hands into claws or blades to slash at them when they come too close. ]

Why does this always happen at high schools?!

[ It sucks. IT REALLY SUCKS! He blasts another oncoming ghost and tries to dodge back out of the way. ]

Where's the Titans when you need them--?

ii. safe and sound

[ Despite the ghosts being dealt with Jaime has as of yet refused to drop his armor and resume his civilian identity, especially since he's being corralled by the Society and Guardian Alliance. Khaji Da is making unhappy noises about some kind of dampening field, too, which has Jaime on edge. He hovers at the edge of the gym, sipping on a bottle of water and chewing on whatever food he's been offered. ]

We'll figure it out, don't worry...

[ He mutters to himself. Maybe. At least that's what it looks like. When someone steps a little closer or seems to notice him muttering to himself, he straightens up and puts his shoulders back a little to try and seem taller, then ruins the effect by taking another swig of water and sighs. ]

...So uh, ghosts, huh?

[ He's good at conversation. Promise. ]
Edited 2022-03-28 17:41 (UTC)
hevenly: (jeebus christ)

Angela | Marvel-616 (CRAU) | ota

[personal profile] hevenly 2022-03-28 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)

01. breaking ground

***cw: body horror and brief nudity***
[ Angela breaks through the floorboards of the gym floor horns first. She would complain about the rough entry, but honestly, she's felt much worse. Once she is clear of the debris, in fact, she begins to feel a worse pain in her head, and in her legs— a pain she has felt before, when she was reverted in and out of her monster form. In a grotesque display of bones shifting and fur retracting into her skin, she shifts from a Minotaur into a more human-looking appearance. But when the changes are finally complete, she knows she is not human. She can feel her Asgardian strength returned to her! Something she had begun to doubt she would ever feel again.

Shakily, she gets to her feet, and realizes belatedly that one thing that was not returned to her is any clothes on the lower half of her body, leaving her wearing a shining gold armored bodice, a wide belt with a sword hanging on one side, and nothing else. Well, nothing else besides the ever-present ribbons which float around her neck, but they do little to preserve her modesty. Angela herself doesn't seem to care very much at the display of nudity, but for the sake of those around her, she walks barefoot to the corner of the room where there is a small pile of old gym clothes, and pulls on a pair of gym shorts. Altogether it is an incongruous look, but she'll make do. ]


02. begone, ghost!

[ It soon becomes clear that Angela and the few who emerged from beneath the gym floor alongside her are not the only ones who don't belong. As waves of powered individuals appear, Angela recognizes them instantly as the ghosts they are, having dealt with ghosts before in a dream that felt so lifelike it can only have been a vision of a life unlived. Feeling her mundane broadsword unsuited to such an otherworldly task, she instead draws her ichors, twin golden blades made of liquid metal that reform themselves into axes as she swings them in a deadly arc at one of the attacking ghosts, resulting in a spray of gooey ectoplasm. Another nearby ghost sees this and, enraged, lets loose with red-hot force beams from his eyes, straight in Angela's direction.

By all likelihood, she'll be able to withstand such an attack, but if someone else is feeling heroic, they're welcome to intervene on her behalf! ]


03. what do you mean, “free money?”

[ Once things in Sunset Falls have been resolved and the group is relocated to Central City's Diadem, Angela decides if she is to remain in her true form, she really ought to buy herself some more suitable clothes. Or at least a new pair of boots. No problem, you might think, with the benefit of the limitless credit card from the Alliance. However, Angela makes a face when handed the card. ]

No. I cannot accept this. Nothing is for nothing, everything has its price. I will not make my start in this new world by receiving handouts.

[ So she resolutely tosses the card aside, and storms out of the hotel... still barefoot and wearing gym shorts. ]


0x. wildcard

[ Want something else? HMU @ [plurk.com profile] millennialfalcon or ©hris#1234 to plot something! ]
hevenly: (05d)

i.

[personal profile] hevenly 2022-03-28 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ To Angela, fighting a horde of undead doesn't feel like anything out of the ordinary. But maybe that's just the life she's lived.

She's mired down in the middle of the gym floor, surrounded by ghosts on all sides. If she could only make her way to the bleachers, then perhaps she could better assess the situation and come up with a plan of attack...

Spotting a blue blur zoom by overhead, she calls out to it. ]


You there, fae creature! How much can you lift?

[ Asking for a ride isn't the most noble thing, especially when you weigh over 400 pounds. ]
hevenly: (Angela03)

ii.

[personal profile] hevenly 2022-03-28 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Angela has been exploring Sunset Falls off and on since she arrived. For one thing, she had a debt to repay the school for stealing a pair of gym shorts. For another, she has heard that the youngest incarnation of her brother will be spending time with a magician here, and she wishes to meet the man in question.

So when she sees someone clearly doing magic, she approaches. ]


No. Do continue.

[ She is clearly not remorseful for having interrupted. ]
azulescarabajo: ([BB] Uh)

Re: i.

[personal profile] azulescarabajo 2022-03-28 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Fae creature--?

[ Okay that's not the first time someone has thought he's something he's not, but being called a fairy is a new one. Without waiting, he swoops around and swoops down to grab Angela so he lift her up into the air. He might be relatively small, but the suit gives him plenty of lifting power. ]

I can lift enough.

[ Said through gritted teeth as he hauls her away from the grasping specters. ]

Where to?
hevenly: (Angela12)

[personal profile] hevenly 2022-03-28 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that was easy. Angela kicks one bare foot in the direction of the bleachers, not wanting to let go of the faerie's grip to point. ]

There. The high ground. I need to see the whole battlefield.

[ ...It's a school gym. ]
azulescarabajo: ([BB] uh gross)

[personal profile] azulescarabajo 2022-03-28 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sigh. Jaime hurries off in that direction, weaving around a ghost as he goes. ]

High ground. Got it.

[ As they close in, another ghost rises into their path and Jaime releases one hand so that he can slash at it with a suddenly claw-like hand as they pass. ]

And I'm not a fairy, lady.
hevenly: (kick)

[personal profile] hevenly 2022-03-28 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
You are not?

[ Okay... That's odd. He looks similar to the other faeries Angela has seen around Ryslig, but—

—It suddenly occurs to her that she may no longer be in Ryslig. Is that why she was returned to her true form? Because she has escaped the Fog God's reach? Beyond the peninsula, beyond even the Sea of Stars??

This is too good to be true... But there are more pressing matters at hand than rejoicing just now!

Angela aims a well placed kick at another flying ghost, clearing the path for them to reach the bleachers. ]
azulescarabajo: ([BB] Pew pew lasers)

[personal profile] azulescarabajo 2022-03-28 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jaime sets Angela down on the bleachers with a grunt and waggles his arms a little to clear the strain, despite Khaji's insistence that such a thing isn't necessary. ]

Nope. I'm the Blue Beetle. Superhero out of El Paso, actually.

[ A weak grin. ]

Not sure why I'm here, but hey. Punching ghosts is pretty normal for me--

[ So saying, one arm turns into an energy cannon of some sort and he blasts a ghost clambering up the bleachers towards them. ]
hevenly: (11c)

[personal profile] hevenly 2022-03-28 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Well met, Blue Beetle.

[ A suspiciously insectoid name for someone who claims not to be a faerie, but okay. ]

I am Angela. Formerly of Brooklyn.

[ Even more formerly of Heven, and even more formerly of Asgard, but she holds no allegiance to either of those places.

One end of her ribbons lashes out to wrap around the torso of another ghost trying to climb the bleachers, and fling it back into the rabble. ]


The undead hordes are overtaking us. We must do something to stem the tides.
thecoolerloki: (30.)

3

[personal profile] thecoolerloki 2022-03-28 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Sister!

[Loki calls from behind after witnessing that whole exchange. He still doesn't really get why she's... like this, but he's starting to understand some of it at least.

As such, he holds up a credit card of his own, one earned through scams, but still earned. Not limitless.]


Would you care to go shopping with me?

[Because someone should probably handle this before she embarrasses the rest of them any more.]
Edited 2022-03-28 19:18 (UTC)
azulescarabajo: ([BB] Oh I see)

[personal profile] azulescarabajo 2022-03-28 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I've actually never been to New York.

[ He thinks? He blasts another ghost as Khaji Da suggests further extremely and increasingly violent answers to the problem at hand. He loves you, buddy, but please... ]

I have a few options but most of them would blow the whole school away too, so, uh. I'd rather not?
wordiness: (020)

billy kaplan-altman ( marvel comics )

[personal profile] wordiness 2022-03-28 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
SPRING THAW
[ maybe you were fighting a ghost, maybe you were just near someone else fighting a ghost, but regardless, right as the thing pops!, there's a voice at your back: ]

shieldshieldshield!

[ and right before you're splatted with gross slimy ectoplasm, a blue shield springs up around you and the guy that just spoke. who.. turns out to be billy kaplan(-altman), floating a few feet off the ground and looking super grossed out. ]

Oh, gross, why can't they ever just be, like, the misty ghost-types that just, I don't know, fade away? [ great question, billy. ]


SAFE & SOUND
[ hey, so, maybe you were double-booked in a room at the hotel, or maybe you just got the room number wrong or something, but it doesn't seem like you're, uh, on earth anymore when you step into this one.

the ceiling overhead and the floor beneath are gone, leaving just a starry nebula swirling past, stars glittering in the air. each footstep into the "room" leaves a brief golden impression behind, like a burst of stardust beneath one's feet.

and hovering over the bed? billy, out of his suit and dressed comfortably in leggings and an oversized, long-sleeve shirt falling off one of his shoulders. he seems to be swiping past images in the air like pictures on a phone, brows drawn together and frown fixed on his mouth. when he notices someone else in the room, though, he glances up, eyes widening. ]
Oh! Hey. Uh, this-- [ shit. ] What are you doing here--? [ in.. his room.. ]


WILDCARD
[ idk, hmu at [plurk.com profile] perilous for other ideas and stuff!! ]
ikols: i'll be there when your reality drowns (you'll be seein' me in your dreams)

safe & sound.

[personal profile] ikols 2022-03-28 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
There are drawings people do of babies in wombs surrounded by space that looks like this setting. Have you seen them? Art, they call it. If I find a babe anywhere in here, I am leaving post-haste.

[ Having not bothered to wait for Billy to finish his Google search, Loki strolls inside the Wiccan-themed room after testing a step or two, hands behind his back. His hair is loose and he wears a plain white top with dark jeans, about as casual as he comes, scrutinising not the screen of images but what Billy is wearing too. ]

Is that my tshirt?
wordiness: (024)

[personal profile] wordiness 2022-03-28 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ his lips part, and he startles into a laugh. ] No babies, promise. [ sagely: ] That's a discussion to have with the other parent first before making one, don't you think?

[ he passes a hand over all the images like laying out a deck of cards, and they wink out as they go. the question makes him pause, though, glancing down at the shirt in question and plucking at the hem of it. ]

Oh, I don't know. Did you leave it here last time..?
ikols: forever asking more (in wonderment at you & yours)

[personal profile] ikols 2022-03-28 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wrinkling his nose at the notion of discussing babies with anyone, he moves on. ]

The fact you can't tell which clothes are yours is awfully sad.

[ He hooks a finger in the collar at Billy's nape to trace his fade and hang there, giving a light tug. In a casual tone, he asks, ]

How are you? Aside from eager for slimy doughnuts.
Edited 2022-03-28 21:42 (UTC)
wordiness: (009)

[personal profile] wordiness 2022-03-28 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he grins at the look on loki's face, but then shrugs. ] I thought because it was too big, I'd just conjured one of Teddy's shirts by accident. [ anyway, he likes big comfy shirts, it's fine.

he unfolds his legs, a hand curling over loki's forearm as he drops lightly back down on his feet. ]
They're not slimy, they're delicious. And I'm.. [ he hesitates, then blows out a breath, ruffling the curls across his brow. ] I don't know. Managing, I guess. How are you?
ikols: like i do (they don't give a fk about you)

[personal profile] ikols 2022-03-28 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Some sleight of hand guides Billy's hand on his arm into the elbow, like an escort. He remains passive, an observer, and arches a brow. ]

Oh, no. We aren't turning this around to me just because I enjoy talking about myself. Define "managing".
hevenly: (pink behind)

wildcard

[personal profile] hevenly 2022-03-28 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ One day, when Billy walks out of the front door of the Diadem onto the Central City street, he will see Angela's familiar form standing arms crossed across the street, eyeing the building suspiciously as if it's a puzzle she's trying to figure out. When she sees Billy, she gives him a nod and decides to abandon her vigil and approach him to see what he's up to. ]

William Kapla— [ Wait. No. They've been over this. ] I am sorry. Billy. You are residing in this hotel?
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[personal profile] wordiness 2022-03-28 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he huffs at being thwarted, but curls his hand obediently where loki places it, thumb brushing absently back and forth as he does so. ]

I miss my husband. I don't know if he's okay, or if he even knows I'm missing yet. I can't sense he or my brother or Mom at all, and that's-- I haven't been able to not feel them in a long time.

[ he waves a tired hand in a and so on gesture, then shrugs. ] But.. I have you here, and there's a version of Mom, so it's not.. bad, you know? I'm aware that it's not bad. And you're very indulgent.

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