[ If looks could kill, anyone on the receiving end of the feed would have to say their prayers and wish for the best. While her eyes vaguely hint with a vague, possible murderous intent, she appears relatively calm and composed for someone who's just been kidnapped and prepping for a rant, albeit her tone has a certain venomous edge to it.

She purses her lips, tilting her head to observe the bracelet. ]

One word: tacky. You would think gods would at least be able to afford Tiffany's. What, is this place just filled with criminally awful fashion choices?

[ Priorities. She rakes a hand through her hair, trying to will away the exhaustion that seeps into her voice. ]

Okay, right. Norse gods who recruit teenagers and elven soldiers, apparently. [ Guess who did her homework by briefly browsing the important posts on the network? ] Even if the rest of this little performance sounds like a bad plot for a B-rated fantasy movie, forebodingly talking about preparing for battle like it's at our doorstep — their doorstep — isn't very comforting.

[ She pauses, raking a hand through her hair and biting her lip to stifle an approaching frown or fatigued sigh. ]

Serious question here. Since we can't click our heels three times and leave of our own free will, does this place have any redeeming qualities?

Ugh--figures she'd leave the moment I moved out, that stupid... [ YIFEI 8||| ] Very funny, Gods. Loving it, really.

Alright, listen up all you psychos and weirdos and anyone else near it--Hel is my territory so back off. I got rid of Amionmom or whatever the fuck his name was, lived through Anemone and Venom an' my psycho honking neighbour Termites and I will fucking outlast all of you so don't even try. Got it??

Hel. Mine.

Mine.

Just because Yifei's gone doesn't mean it gets to belong to any of you assholes.


[ ooc; OR ELSE >8((((( yes. Kaz is technically moved out now but THAT DOESN'T MATTER ]

[the picture turns on and at first it doesn't seem to focus on anything, but eventually it finds Snow's face. She's learning]

From what I understand, this is the best way to speak with everyone at large. I don't know what these gods want with me but I'm grateful that I'm here with my husband.

Yes, Conan, I did find him. Thank you for your help.

I'm curious to see what else this place has in store.

[ Thor looks comfortable, reclined as he is and picking his teeth with what looks suspiciously like a thin, pointed bone. ]

So, some of you have been here for quite a while, haven't you?

[ He leans forward, smile lopsided and lazily smug. ]

There should be a tournament - a real knock-down, drag-out brawl, I think. Those Olympics left me a little wanting. [ He flashes his eyebrows at the camera. ] There weren't nearly enough punches thrown, How about we get to fixing that?