I've realized something. ( her voice is level, even, and pleased. she's been thinking since returning from the recent expedition to destroy thiazi. the biggest of the big bads has been vanquished, and in spite of the hardships met and casualties, she's feeling relatively optimistic. ) We're gonna win. They want a war, we'll give 'em one. But.

( and there's always a but... )

I think some of our resourcefulness could be extended if we had more driving physical force. I'm going to reopen defense classes, including some bootcamp-style hard-hitting advanced weaponry. I'm willing to spend most of my time on this between patrols - and you know, food and sleep, the stuff you need to not wither and die - including one-on-one sessions. You're more than welcome to contact me any time, day or night, through your bracelets. First class will meet outside of the Roadhouse tomorrow, about an hour after first light. There will be cardio and strength training to warm up, and the majority of combative instruction will take place at Gefion Park, where there's more room.

Oh - for those I haven't met yet, I'm Buffy. I'll take fighters of all ages, though I'd encourage anyone under the age of like - say, sixteen? - to find less risky means of helping in the war effort. Anyway. Get in touch, we'll talk fight.

... ugh.

[Ellie sounds... out of it. Not herself. Distracted, like she's been hit a few too many times in the head, or is somehow drugged up. She's finding her way but she's slow, like she's having to think about every word before she says it.]

So. Question -- how many of you guys have been in two places at once?

I think I was back in my... my world. For a while.

But I was here, too.

Anybody?

[ Hello, Asgard. Here we have a man with a lovely nose. That nose and nervous disposition may be familiar to some of you, but he hasn't been here for some time. Even know when he's managed to settle down and post to the network, he seems a bit puzzled and taken off guard by his return. ]

Right. Here again. Hullo. [ Accented with your typical awkward Rory wave. ]

Is--the war isn't over yet, is it? I mean, no, I suppose not. Since you're all still here. Sorry--I've been gone for a bit.

[ Settling into an entirely different time period really scatters you a little. ]

Can someone give me an update on what's happened recently, then? And if the clinic is in need of more help again? And if you can tell me if the Doctor is still here, that would be fantastic. Any of them. Or a woman with red hair called Amy.

[ spike hasn't made an appearance on the network or much of anywhere public since his return, but here he is. he's outside, wearing a sweater and gloves. it's gotten cold this past week or so. ]

...Well, hey, you lot. Fancy seeing you here. [ there's a shift but then he's doing his best to look unbothered by the entire situation. he's always been awkward about these things, but what is there really left to say. ] Glad to be back, really, thanks for asking.

Tea's as good as ever, and there's always something on cable... I've just been thinking, you know. No smart remarks, I do have the capability and all.

[ he's got to stop rambling. oh boy. he looks right into the feed and nods his head. this is definitive. no turning back; it's been decided and it's over with. ]

We're gonna win. I mean really-- we've got this.

We're gonna win.

That's it. Just thought you should know.

[ It's not been often lately that any of the gods have seemed outright celebratory on the network, but here you have it now: Thor's face is lit up with a brilliant and almost triumphant grin. ]

Polish your armor and sharpen your swords. We've taken Tyr and his power out of Thiazi's hands, and we know now for sure: she will not stand a chance against us and our dragon friends.

We will leave at sunrise in two days' time, and know this, Travelers - she is afraid, and with good reason. In two days, we march to victory.

[ ooc notes: He'll be hanging around a while if anyone has any questions, but feel free to use this post for ic discussion/planning too! The ooc event post will go up detailing all of the minutia in the morning. Thanks! ]

( awkward moment of realizing she's never actually posted to the network, only replied to other people. well, no time like the present. oh well. here you go, asgard: scrawny teenage girl of surely no more than 16, looking only slightly sheepish while attempting "friendly". )

So uh, question. Who here's gotten tattoos? In Asgard or before. If anyone could point me to a studio, that'd be great too.

[Riley is sitting in the middle of her room at Loki. She's got a candy bar in one hand and a sheet of paper in the other. Grinning, she takes a bite of the candy then shifts about to lean back against her bed. There's boxes all over it.]

Okay... [Yes, Mags. She's talking with her mouth full again.] Fo. We've ha' fum... [She swallows.] ...shit storms recently. I think it's time to lighten the mood and ask a really fucking serious question.

[She puts on a serious face and points at the paper with her candy.] Would any of these... [She points at the world at large with the candy.] ...work on any of you?

[With that, she clears her throat and looks over the paper before giving everyone her sexiest look.]

Hey, baby. That's a nice shirt. Can I talk you out of it?

[Her lip trembles as she tries not to just bust up laughing.]

If you think you feel good, you should feel me.

[She lets out a snort.]

Hey babe! There's a party in my pants and you're invited!

[Okay no. She's done. Riley busts up laughing because all of these are so bad!] Who the hell uses this shit? It's more likely to get you punched in the face!

( oh, look! it's natasha in the bar. as usual. it's kind of where she hangs out (which might be a moot point, considering the rations). she's standing behind it, leaning on the counter, throwing a knife up and down in one hand. she doesn't seem to be paying a lot of attention to it, but the hilt keeps thwacking into her palm, so she's clearly paying enough attention to not lose a finger or two. )

Steve Rogers and Bruce Banner have been returned home.

( her voice is quiet. dangerously so. she's not brooding the way she was when tony left, but she's definitely .. not ok.

just before the video turns off, her face twists slightly and when the knife comes down in her palm again, she throws it, right at the camera - or just off to the left where it buries itself in the table, quivering slightly.

the video cuts. )

( ooc: all replies will either be text or voice. feel free to have your character be concerned and come to the bar (in loki district) to confront her directly, particularly if they have prior cr. )

alright asgard. long time, no see. hear you've been a bit down lately. no problem. i've got something to lift your spirits.

unfortunately i've a bit of a shopping list i've gotta take care of before it can. if you've got any of this stuff, i'm willing to cough up the cash. in the end, considering you're of age, it'll benefit me and you both.

-corn or corn meal
-yeast
-sugar
-copper tubing

[ You're not subtle, Ash. ]

[ Private to Jo ]
i'm gonna need some money.

[He's standing in the middle of a living room, not one of the common areas in the God Houses. Despite being pretty spacious, it's equally empty. Maybe even recognizable for anyone who's been here a while and seen some of the Guardian posts of the past.]

Here again, huh? Alice are you still here? [Yeah, talking to both Alices.] Ellie, Hibiki, Ritsuka? Doctor?

Looks like the gods didn't want to get rid of me so they brought me back to help. That means that 'G' Ice Rink is in business again and I'll find some way to make it useful in the war effort. Maybe it can be a shelter for anyone whose homes aren't safe or something.

[Jamie flops on the couch.]

What's been happening since I left?

[Adachi looks like hell; like he'd been run over by a bus multiple times, patched up a little, and then tossed under the bus again. He's extremely disoriented, and his face is pressed up against a pillow as he focused his bracelet on him.]

Okay... serious question here, guys:

...how much time actually went by between everyone going nuts and right now? Please tell me it was at least one month?

[Because anyone that went looking for him the day previous would have found him sleeping, and unable to wake up.]


[[ooc; Adachi's been canon updated to the end of his story line in Persona 4 Arena Ultimax, so he's lived half a year while sleeping one Asgard day. He's a little disoriented. Just a little.]]

I have an odd request for everyone, or at least those that will listen to me. I was wondering if anyone of you wanted a...hug.

[The last part is said quietly like he's scared to just say the word at the moment. It would normally be unusual considering he love to give affectionate hugs. The hallucinations had brought and old fear he had to the forefront of his mind even after they've dissipated]

If a hug is too much, I can give you a handshake or pat on the shoulder. Anything is fine now, I just think a gentle touch is just something that everyone could use at least once in while. Just give me a call if you need one...

[The before ends it, he whispers someone to himself, only those with good hearing will catch it.]

I just need to feel that everyone is alive.

[People may or may not remember this slightly smiling blond, but either way, he gives a little wave.]

A few things seem to have changed since I was here. Anyone care to fill me in?

[He doesn't quite dare call anyone out in particular just yet, trusting if certain people want to talk to him, they will speak up.]

[ Yeah, no, with all of these weird-ass hallucinations going on, Felix is not leaving his room. His tone is both shaken and incredibly irritated. ]

Fuck this, seriously. I'm in Freyr 107, weathering this out with a hell of a lot of vodka. Open invitation to anyone who isn't completely bloody crazy.

Loki, if this is you, now is not the time for these games. I know it's not one of Freyr's. They need music, and none of them's ever heard her voice. Cut it out. I don't have time for these games right now.

[The girl on the other end of the feed was nervous, but intact. Her head swiveled towards an alleyway in the feed with her good eye and they both narrowed as if she'd seen something, just barely. A moment later, they were eased and she was glaring at the screen again with a bristling to her tone and her lips pulled back into a thin sneer.]

Illusions are my bread and butter. I've seen one too many in this place. Do you think dragging her out of mothballs is enough to make me crack? Think it's funny, or that this is something that will get me ready for the fight? Get real. We need potions and supplies, not pranks.

[But something in her voice sounded a little unsure. She was stable, but the veneer was starting to crack.]

(OOC: Sam is dealing with her fear of snakes and naga. Be aware that her fears relate to snakes and the fear of being constricted by and eaten by them, so this thread may get into some triggery material.)

[ This is Odin's first real public appearance since the martial law was first instated, an intentional move after the whole traitor fiasco, and despite his standard crisp black suit and ramrod straight posture, the King of Asgard is still looking a little rough around the edges. A muscle jumps in his jaw right before he begins speaking. ]

There's a decision to be made. You handled the last with a surprising amount of grace and reason, and for your hand in both getting us to this point and in the war at large, we'll give you say in this one as well.

You returned from Mimisbrunnr with the information we needed to recover Tyr's soul from Thiazi's grasp, but we've been waiting for the right moment. We need to be prepared, because as soon as we make our move, she's going to know, and she's going to be pissed.

[ At least for that much, he almost looks pleased, insofar as the only change in his demeanor being a sort of fire in his eyes. It's short lived. ]

So. Before we perform the ritual, we need to decide what to do with Tyr's soul once we have it. This is where you come in. My colleagues and I will be around to answer any questions you might have, but seeing as this is a largely personal matter for many of us, I'll remind you lot to either keep it professional or keep it to yourself.

[ Looking @ u, Freyr and Loki and any other bleeding hearts in the audience. ]

We need to act fast, so you have until sundown. And one last word of caution - [ As personal as Odin will get for this post, with an imperceptible glare. ] - do not take this lightly.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the IC discussion regarding whether or not to resurrect Tyr! The poll is still open until Oct. 16 at 11:59PM CST, so hash things out and make sure to vote!! Let us know if you have any questions or if you'd like to request an NPC in specific for your thread! ]