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riverviewlogs2018-01-26 09:28 pm
worldsaway) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-01-26 09:28 pm
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[open] As good as life will ever get.
who: Thor and you, please.
what: Beetle Battles, Drift Compatibility and a Dream you Share With a Small Thor.
when: Right here, right now.
where: The jungle, the abandoned city, robot place and bed.
warnings: Nothing specific.
i. beetle juice
[Fighting back with brute strength is what Thor does best, so he gladly strides into the front lines. The lightning he can conjure from himself is as good as a flare, so fighting alongside him can make things static-y. The air crackles around him when he's about to summon a blast, but he's in his element when his eyes are glowing and he's incinerating beetles.
He's beta-testing his own weapon, right now. One of his eyes is bionic, with a number of useful functions that he has yet to properly try. He scans his surroundings before he feels his eye focus on a beetle approaching from the thick of the jungle.
He only needs to think about lasers to make them work? Right? So, he thinks intently about a laser.
Without much warning, a hot burst of light springs out of Thor's eye and hits the beetle before him. Unfortunately, a blast of heat is precisely the kind of thing that makes a beetle explode. Thor cringes as beetle innards splatter him and anything and anyone close by. It's all punctuated by a leg falling with a thud in front of Thor, still twitching.]
ii. get in the robot, thor
[Thor isn't sure he really needs to be in a mech to fight bugs, but he respects the fact that he's being trusted with the responsibility of piloting one. His piloting experience is.. weak, at best, but he's managed to be adaptable with a variety of different ships and vehicles from different realms. Perhaps that's what works in his favour.
Thor dons the suit, helmet tucked under his arm, ready to meet his partner. He expects they will have some acclimating to do together before they set forth to fight in unison.
He'll extend his free hand in greeting, quirking a brow.]
Looks like we'll be fighting together.
iii. dream theater
[The first thing you feel when dipping into Thor's dream is warmth. You're lying flat on your back, as if you've just rolled down the hill that you're lying on the foot of. The sun is warm on your skin, the grass is thick and lush and when you look up, you can see either mountain ranges or a beautiful, golden city in the distance.
Suddenly, that view is eclipsed by a curious, chubby face looking down on you. You might not recognise it as Thor, but it is him. Almost a thousand years younger and decidedly less muscular. He's just big boned, his mother says he'll grow into it.
Maybe you're his age too, maybe you're the same age you were when you went to sleep. It doesn't matter.]
You're not supposed to be down here! [He declares loudly, so loudly.] There's monsters in the forest.
[He points at the trees nearby. It doesn't occur to him that anyone could say he shouldn't be here either.]
what: Beetle Battles, Drift Compatibility and a Dream you Share With a Small Thor.
when: Right here, right now.
where: The jungle, the abandoned city, robot place and bed.
warnings: Nothing specific.
i. beetle juice
[Fighting back with brute strength is what Thor does best, so he gladly strides into the front lines. The lightning he can conjure from himself is as good as a flare, so fighting alongside him can make things static-y. The air crackles around him when he's about to summon a blast, but he's in his element when his eyes are glowing and he's incinerating beetles.
He's beta-testing his own weapon, right now. One of his eyes is bionic, with a number of useful functions that he has yet to properly try. He scans his surroundings before he feels his eye focus on a beetle approaching from the thick of the jungle.
He only needs to think about lasers to make them work? Right? So, he thinks intently about a laser.
Without much warning, a hot burst of light springs out of Thor's eye and hits the beetle before him. Unfortunately, a blast of heat is precisely the kind of thing that makes a beetle explode. Thor cringes as beetle innards splatter him and anything and anyone close by. It's all punctuated by a leg falling with a thud in front of Thor, still twitching.]
ii. get in the robot, thor
[Thor isn't sure he really needs to be in a mech to fight bugs, but he respects the fact that he's being trusted with the responsibility of piloting one. His piloting experience is.. weak, at best, but he's managed to be adaptable with a variety of different ships and vehicles from different realms. Perhaps that's what works in his favour.
Thor dons the suit, helmet tucked under his arm, ready to meet his partner. He expects they will have some acclimating to do together before they set forth to fight in unison.
He'll extend his free hand in greeting, quirking a brow.]
Looks like we'll be fighting together.
iii. dream theater
[The first thing you feel when dipping into Thor's dream is warmth. You're lying flat on your back, as if you've just rolled down the hill that you're lying on the foot of. The sun is warm on your skin, the grass is thick and lush and when you look up, you can see either mountain ranges or a beautiful, golden city in the distance.
Suddenly, that view is eclipsed by a curious, chubby face looking down on you. You might not recognise it as Thor, but it is him. Almost a thousand years younger and decidedly less muscular. He's just big boned, his mother says he'll grow into it.
Maybe you're his age too, maybe you're the same age you were when you went to sleep. It doesn't matter.]
You're not supposed to be down here! [He declares loudly, so loudly.] There's monsters in the forest.
[He points at the trees nearby. It doesn't occur to him that anyone could say he shouldn't be here either.]