[Hello, Asgard. Here is Himari, up bright and early in the morning and looking very much frazzled in her nightgown while holding Sunny up in one arm. For some reason or another, she seems to be standing in the middle of a room covered with an assortment of plants, all of them coming from a window visible from the corner of the recording.]

Um--! Hello! I'm sorry to record myself like this, but... does anyone know where all of these are coming from? I woke up and my room looked like this. It was very surprising!

[...and, well, looking at the room more closely, it was pretty easy to see that it was one of the rooms at Sigyn. Just slightly... greener than usual, in fact. Someone likes to sleep with her window open.]

I tried to get rid of some of them, but it seems like they'll only grow back. Geeze... [A sigh, and Sunny proceeds to wiggle away from her grasp.] I wonder if this is a strange climate change?

[And she legitimately seems to contemplate that, before shaking her head and deciding it was too silly an idea. After a moment, she smiles at the camera, although a little awkwardly. This is weird, okay.]

--Thank you.

[And, the feed goes off. She just woke up and IT'S TOO EARLY FOR YOUR NONSENSE, ASGARD.]

Heeeey Asgard!

So is everyone feeling better after that shitty virus deal? I hope so! Now seems like as good a time as any to re-announce that Jade and me are throwing a super house-warming party and everyone's invited. Yup, everyone!

So consider this your second official invitation to the Science Babe's apartment over in Baldr District!

By the way, I just wanna make it clear that just because we moved into Baldr, that doesn't mean we're supporters of Baldr the guy in anyway. Or that we even like him, 'cause as far as I'm concerned he's still a giant dick and he can go fuck himself.

...

Speaking of houses though, has anyone asked to change before? Or ask if they can have their powers changed? Because I love Freya and all the peeps there but Charm sucks as a fighting power. It's cool if I wanted to make some hot guy mack on me for whatever reason, sorta useless if I end up in a fight against some gross slimy monster or something.

Yeah, totes not happening.

[ Look! I promised that one day Arthur would post without being on the brink of death, and here he is: prim and proper, dressed smartly in a deep red tunic, and Ready For Business. ]

Greetings, people of Asgard. Many of you may already be familiar with my face, but please allow me to introduce myself once more.

I am Arthur Pendragon, Crown Prince and heir to the throne of Camelot - though I come before you today not for the nobility in my blood, but for that very same essence what ties our still-beating hearts together in this life. I come before you not as sovereign, but as a Traveller, one of many that has fought and bled for this land.

Today, I come in the name of Asgard, and all its people whose lives hang from a delicate thread in a dark and unavoidable future.

[ He pauses then and sits up a little straighter, lifts his chin in acknowledgement and esteem. ]

In the time since the first Travellers were brought to Asgard, we have been set upon by all manner of attack, be it beasts of ice and fire or plagues of the body and mind. We have been met with hardship and strife, the likes of which could never have been foreseen, but we have held fast by the brave souls that would face all that comes to pass with their heads held high.

To these noble men and women, it is with every due honour and respect that I implore we band together and make the might of Asgard known. What I am proposing has been long in the making, both through the smaller efforts of such able bodied minds and the pleas of those that would see these efforts taken a step further: a formalised body of defence, to ensure the safety of this city and its residents.

We cannot rely on the Gods for their protection; we have only each other, but it is in the hearts of Men that you find a force greater than all else in creation. You find the will to survive, that stubborn beating drum that carries us forward through dark and difficult times until we come upon the light once more. We have gathered from across the high heavens to this place what turns boys into men, warriors into soldiers, and our strengths shine at their brightest when we stand together as one.

[ Another brief pause, and he lightens, smiles faintly. ]

The choice is solely yours to make; my decision was made long ago, and I should be proud to lay down my life for yours, for my family and my friends. I would fight for you, and it would be my honour to fight with you, so we might see this battle through to the very last. I am Arthur Pendragon, Traveller to Asgard, and I ask of you today to join me, as brothers and sisters in arms - as the guardians of this realm, for it is ours now to defend.

[ ooc; jfc this took forever to write gross sobbing anyhow. this is the IC post for the mod-approved, god-sponsored militia! though I've yet to receive word whether Odin will pick up our bar tab or not. :|a all information regarding the militia can be found here, and I am open to any and all questions on either post!

feel free to threadjack at will! ♥ ]

[ hi asgard! look who it is!

mako, baby, you look tired. (worry does that, and just when you think it's all over, there's something new to worry about.)

he's not looking at the camera at first, just giving the ground a stare, gold eyes cold and angry.

he shuts his eyes and pinches at the bridge of his nose — there's a fading, week old bruise following the plane of bone off his wrist, and his coat (different from anything he's ever worn here in asgard!) hangs off in such a way that you can tell the fabric is near-threadbare. and where'd you get the scarf, bro? it's pretty cheap-ass looking, maybe you should buy a new one...

deep breath; not a sigh of resignation, just. acceptance? and maybe a touch of annoyance. he drops his hand, and looks up at the camera. ]

Hey, Asami, [ GUESS WHO LOOKED AT THE NAME LIST AND FOUND OUT KORRA AND BOLIN AREN'T THERE ] Are you still in Freya?

[ wow mako maybe you should say hi to all your other friends. rude boy. he pauses for a moment, and continues. the way it's said, you can... SORT OF TELL HE'S ADDRESSING THE GENERAL PUBLIC THO ]

How long's it's been since the stuff with the shadows?

[ oop, there we go.

kinda.

MAKO YOU'RE SO RUDE, HONEY. ]

[ (ooc note; this stupid beefcake post has been brought to you by terrible enabler jerks on plurk, and is essentially my last hurrah here at asgard, before i sadly need to drop to make time for school.)

i'm sure many of you have met pabu. or at least seen him around. he's a cutie. and bolin's! not mako's. but for some reason... he's chewing on mako's bracelet. the video is nothing but russet red fur, a flash of striped tail, and the ocasional shot of freya district's disticnt pink interior decorating. mako's room then, maybe?

there's sound of a door opening, and — okay look. mako was trying to be the the most disecret piece of ass here in the city of asses. he really did try. really. (no that's a lie, he just had no idea he counted.) this is unacceptable, do you know how much great and hideous cr could come of this? NOTHING GOOD CAN COME OF THIS and so of course that is why this has to happen. beautiful mako problems need to happen.

ANYWAY. the sound of the door opening, and a short, ]

Pabu? What're you doing in here, huh?

[ pabu abandons the bracelet in favor of saying hi to mako, and the bracelet. well the bracelet just sits on the bed while pabu skitters off to climb the dresser and say hi to mako.

( hi mako. )

i see you've just gotten out of the shower or something. it's nice to see you this morning. really. nice towel.

the firebender stifles a yawn (seriously, man? it's like eleven in the morning. seriously?) and scuffs his fingers through messy and still damp hair, leaning against the dresser as the little ferret bumps against his shoulder, asking to be pet. mako complies, nicking pabu under his muzzle before running his hand down his back, smiling softly. (THAT'S RIGHT, SMILING. THIS POST IS FULL OF FIRSTS FOR A LOT OF PEOPLE...) ]

You know this isn't Bo's room. What's your deal, buddy?

[ the ferret chitters, nuzzling mako's shoulder again, who sighs, but continues to comply. oh my god this is not a quality post at all. why am i doing this!!?? ugh.

the feed times out after about half a minute, in the middle of mako talking to a. ferret. about what he's going to make for dinner. (something about five flavor soup?)

mako is not only a secret piece of ass. he's also a not secret housewife. who had plans for dinner, apparently.

HAVE AT HIM ]

[ GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINES. it's ten am are you awake yet you should be awake, WAKE UP YOU BUTTS. this is mako sitting... somewhere. BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, there is a weird ass dragon looking thing gettin' all up his face with affectionate nuzzles and stuff (RESHIRAM STOP...), that some of you might recognise as belonging to hilda. MAKO IS TRYING TO IGNORE HIM, BUT DRAGON FACE IN YOUR EAR IS DISTRACTING. ]

Has anyone seen Hilda today?

[ he's not going to explain why he's asking but I MEAN COME ON GUYS try and infer some shit yo. end feed.

are you near the edge of geifon park? THEN YOU CAN PROBABLY SEE MAKO GETTING HIS PERSONAL SPACE INVADED BY THE DRAGON THING. reshiram stop pls omg.

help.

]

[ there's a bit of jumbling before the feed is set on an empty wall and what appears to be a film projector. the film reel inside it starts in a soft shade of sepia, actual color bleeding in faint, blues reds, and golds. it's old, and the quality is iffy, maybe something in line with the old films from the thirties, though obviously being in asgard has had some effect on the color. on the center of the screen is an arena over a pool of water, lit by a single spot. two groups of three people, one set in reds and whites, the other, in brown and tan, are lined up along the half court line. anyone who met or saw mako on his first day in town will recognize the combination of pads, though the helmets are a new addition. A BELL RINGS, and—!!

(the sound is almost washed out save for the announcer's words, it appears someone has mashed together a radio broadcast in time with the film.)

hot damn, someone's throwing fire. AND WATER? AND ALSO frisbee looking things... ]

( transcript, non-ic cut for length )

[ the reel cuts out seconds later, interrupting the radio announcer fellow's list of "league rankings". while it plays in the background, the camera switches to an awe-struck Hilda. ]

There's some awesome stuff in this library. Hey, Mako! This was that "bending" stuff you were telling me about, right? You should come and see all of these tapes!

...so, any of you newbies know about this stuff? Or maybe had something like it back home? I've seen Pokemon be able to use elements like that, but never people!


((ooc: tags will come from both Mako and Hilda, with the former answering any questions about pro-bending and the latter just jumping in with her own commentary. ))

[There's only so long Euri can stay cooped up in her room before she starts getting antsy. But she's torn between superstition about large amounts of water and the urge to go wander around outside, maybe even past the gate. She's made short trips, but there was no dilly-dallying with those.

Eventually she makes the decision to go out. It's been a few days with no incidents mentioned over the bracelets, surely the water is nothing to worry about.

About an hour later she's finding herself standing on a bench, eying the water with more suspicion and caution than one would expect. Her tone is no different.]

So....

No one's seen anything in the water, right? No fish or turtles or - anything bigger?

[Namely, something about human-sized but on the fishy side.]

I'm just checking! I know the water isn't that deep, but it can't hurt to be sure.

[And it would be nice to know she's just being paranoid about that dark shape she thought she saw several feet away.]

[ evenin' asgard. how you doin'? okay? that's nice. mako still thinks this is bullshit ok but whatever, that's already been established and probably isn't going to change any time soon. a couple of you might recognise the grumpy runner from day 84!? (if you haven't seen him on runs since then, it's because he's started running at... five am. omfg you lunatic.)

do you know how fucking unnerving it is to know you are on the sixth fucking floor of the house, and then look out the window and find it's actually apparently just the second? APPARENTLY REALLY FUCKING UNNERVING. and that's really freaking weird, so mako can't really do his usual "i am going to sit half out the window and stare at the night like the goddamn batman" thing.

so.

so, he is just hoboing it up on the steps of the back porch like a friggin' hobo, taking up a lot of space and lounging and whatever. seriously, the guy's 6'2", he can take up a lot of space when he wants to. ]

So is it a thing in everyone's worlds to go up to random people and start talking to them when they're busy, or is that just something you've picked up here? [ LMAO GUESS WHO IS KIND OF PISSED ABOUT HIS INTERRUPTED RUNNING TIME OK ] It gets kind of annoying.

[ a tiny, irritated huff, and he runs a hand through his hair mako why is your hair always such a friggin' mess, bro ]

Anyways. I'm looking for a job, since I can't exactly do what I did back home here. Got anything?

[ reaching up to switch off the feed, then pausing. ]

A gym with decent weights and a couple heavy bags would be good too.

[ /FEED ]