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Tweak says, "you put your left foot out."

Tony Stark is characteristically hyperverbal. (the_iron_man) wrote in avengers_logs,
@ 2018-02-03 15:45:00

Entry tags:

-gamewide plot, gamora, loki odinson, peter quill, stephen strange, thor odinson, tony stark, valkyrie

Who: OPEN TO ALL
What: When Sharknados attack.
When: Sunday-ish, late afternoon. Followed by Iron Man apprehended!
Where: Primarily in Manhattan, Brooklyn and Queens.
Ratings/Notes: open to threading or narratives. Rating depends on anyone getting Jaws-ersized or not. Go red if ya wanna!

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the_trickster
2018-02-05 10:22 am UTC (link)

Stalking down the street in the guise of a mundane Midgardian, Loki was searching for secret paths from weaknesses in the veil of this world and others. There was one close by that he could try to use to skip past countless city blocks, to make his way to where Thor and the Valkyrie were in battle. Left in his wake were many items that were formerly sharks, littering the street: a broken harp, several smashed tables, tangles of tumbled chairs, broken vases, smashed platters. There was also one large gutted shark in the middle of an intersection, its entrails splattered all over pavement and a couple crashed cars. That part had been satisfying.

Another tornado turned a street corner ahead, with yet more sharks within. He raised an eyebrow as though considering what to turn those things into, and flicked the fingers of one hand toward the tempestuous whirlwind. Every creature inside burst into shreds which became a flurry of dead leaves, showering the area as it passed with shades of rust and faded gold.

The wind itself was more of an annoyance than the sharks, pelting him with objects torn from the very buildings around them. As he would with bullets, he threw up a shield as pieces of roofing tile rained down, and sedately walked into a coffee shop. This was the area where that thinnest of tears could be used. He was about to head for it, but stopped short. Two young female employees were huddled together behind the counter, over which Loki leaned onto give them an inquisitive look.

"Ah. I would very much like one large iced mocha with extra whipped cream and a dusting of chocolate powder. Please."

"Sharks and tornadoes," blurted one of the terrified girls, with eyes as big as saucers. Despite any fears, she had one hand held up and her phone was filming the front windows. "Stuck out here. Some guy ran into the bathroom. Slammed the door."

"It seems safe enough and, by some miracle, you have power to operate your machines." He smirked and raised his eyebrows like 'Well?' "Must I make my own?"

"Dude, you're serious?"

"Quite."

Loki stood unnervingly still while waiting for his beverage, pausing only to pull at the collar of his armor and peek down to make sure the sleeping Darcy dormouse was still nestled in place near his collarbone. There was tiny snoring. Good. He paid for his mocha and walked to the restroom door. He pulled until the lock broke and the man was trying to hold onto the doorknob to keep it shut. Door now wide open, Loki leaned down until they were eye to eye and said in a murderously cold voice, "Get out, or prepare to suffer the very bloody consequences."

The man ran out without a single debate. A quick spell - blocked from view by his body - mended the lock. Those issues taken care of, he turned to tell the two terrified employees, "Wait but a moment, and then you may take shelter herein."

They mutely nodded in perfect unison.

He entered and closed the door behind him, reaching out with his magic and willing himself to go wherever his brother was. This was not going to be an easy path. Prying it open hit him as though he had leaped from a great height, his vision nothing more than thick grey fog rushing by streaked with wisps of iridescent mist. It was increasingly difficult to move through, and Loki was almost certain this passage was going to collapse at any second. By the time he reached the other side and emerged back into tangible existence again, he was staggering a few steps before leaning back against a nearby wall for support.

A quick check proved that Darcy was still unscathed. Ahead, he could see his brother and the Valkyrie already taking advantage of the winds and sharks. A moment of glorious battle for the Revengers, to proudly commemorate on the walls of their home. For as long as they were living there, at least.

Loki took out his phone and held it up with one hand, sucking on the straw of the iced mocha as he idly snapped photos from the sidelines.

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blowkissfiregun
2018-02-06 08:19 pm UTC (link)

It was a little bit funny to be the alien teaching the terran about the subway system and yet here Gamora was, walking Peter through it while they were out on a purposeless outing that was absolutely not romantic in nature despite the lovely views and the closeness - both emotional and physical, since the mass of people in each subway car tended to make Gamora mash into Peter whether she liked to or not.

Once they emerged near what Peter had said had always been the go-to place for 'musical theater'; a kind of fiction that included both dancing and singing, only the singing served the story being told and pushed the narrative forward, things had changed. Gamora's hair whipped around and onto her face, she felt about as wet as if tangentially caught in a garden hose crossfire and there were large grey animals flying around.

She didn't know what they were, but when one came their way Gamora pushed Peter and launched herself out of the way immediately after only to see it smash the subway sign and a couple of people as its long, heavy body continued on its trajectory. Gamora pulled Peter into a building's door alcove, though it didn't offer much cover.

"What do we do?!" She asked him, but the answer seemed evident. These things were killing people, as was the odd weather. As Gamora prepared to help, she spotted someone familiar, and pointed. "Look! It's Loki. What's he...doing?"

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awesome_mix
2018-02-06 08:36 pm UTC (link)

This was not a date. It was two people with a lot of unspoken moments between them going out and trying to have a good time. Gamora was showing him how the subway station worked, and Peter was taking her to see a Broadway show. It was not a date. But maybe it was, okay maybe but they couldn't call it that because that made it real and that put some sort of label on it and that wasn't what they were trying to do right now while they were still trying to sort this whole being on Earth thing out.

Subways were weird. Navigating them was even weirder so he was totally letting Gamora run the show. At least, until they came out and suddenly were whipped by window, rain, and very nearly were fishslapped by flying sharks. "What the fu--" Before he could finish his question, Peter found himself being shoved and pulled out of the way of a snapping shark's mouth and into an alcove for temporary safety. Very temporary.

"Uh," he stared in the direction of where Loki, who he recognized from Thor's party, standing there drinking something and watching. "No idea, but definitely not helping." It looked like there were others moving around, trying to gain leverage on the situation. "Look, I know this brand of crazy might seem like a normal day for us wherever we end up but on Terra this is so not normal. First, we need to see what he's doing, then we gotta help get this under control."

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the_trickster
2018-02-06 09:13 pm UTC (link)

Loki took care of two entire tornadoes and helping out two baristas already, thank you very much. So what if he left a mess behind? It was infinitely more neat than shark carcasses everywhere.

Sharks went ignored. Ever fickle, his mood had shifted from helping to not feeling inclined to help at all. He looked exhausted as he sucked down the last of his iced mocha through a straw, finally discarding the cup into thin air, where it landed a mile away, in someone's passenger seat. They could deal with it for him. He took a couple more photos before Vakyrie and Thor were no longer within range of the camera's zoom function, and made no move to catch up again. While this dimension had plenty of little tears he could use for secret paths to move to and fro, he was in no hurry to try that again. Not for today, at least. Thor and Valkyrie were more than capable of fending for themselves.

He put his phone away and caught sight of Gamora and her paramour, giving them both a lopsided smirk. Pushing himself away from the wall, he sauntered toward them with the wind tangling his already mussed hair, throwing a couple knives into a shark that was flying past him. It might not stop it, but he didn't exactly turn around to check if it killed it, either.

"Hi," he said, the smirk turning into a sly smile. "We do keep running into one another. If only the circumstances were as festive as when last we met."

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blowkissfiregun
2018-02-06 10:07 pm UTC (link)

Standing there looking from side to side, Gamora could tell before Peter did that this was absolutely not normal. People were panicking, screaming, running...and some were filming or taking pictures. Like Loki, apparently, when she looked closer.

"Well obviously, Peter, I wasn't gonna stand here and wait for this to pass! But we need a plan, because you can shoot and I can slice but these things will keep coming and crashing onto people anyway!" Gamora admonished, grabbing onto his forearm to keep either of them from losing their flimsy balance. She didn't return Loki's smirk, still very confused and caught by surprise by this weird event. What Loki was doing seemed to be the very least he could be doing. That didn't put her in a good mood either.

"Uh, hi. Yeah, too bad about the flying giant fish killing people." She looked at Peter, then back at Loki. "We're going to try and help these people, at least get them out of harm's way. Are you... in?"

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the_trickster
2018-02-06 10:28 pm UTC (link)

"Ah." Loki looked skyward for a moment, as though contemplating the situation. He looked back at Peter and Gamora. "I have helped clean up an avenue already, and have expended much energy in doing so. However, should you be in need, I suppose that I can offer further aid to you both. Be it by shielding you, or otherwise keeping you from harm while you dispose of these beasts."

Of course, what drained a fair amount of energy was the shortcut he took, but he wasn't volunteering that information. He could use some more sugary beverages, but this street corner didn't have a Starbucks. Maybe there was one on the next block over. If they were open.

"Lead on," he said, gesturing to the street, "and I shall do what I can."

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awesome_mix
2018-02-08 08:28 pm UTC (link)

Given the plethora of weird shit he'd seen over the course of his life since being abducted from Earth as a child, the sharknadoes were pretty out there. Not the weirdest, but they still ranked pretty high on the weird-shit-o-meter on Peter's scale. The real question he had on his mind, was what caused it? Or who? He was definitely more the type to act first and think later, but he couldn't help but wonder if this was just some bizarre phenomenon or if there was more to it than that. He supposed he didn't need an answer now. Taking down the sharks before they killed anyone else was more the priority.

"On it," he said when told to lead on. "Not sure if there's actually an effective way to do this. A start from the bottom and work up or just.. aim and hope but this is probably going to be more trial and error than anything." Since they were still in a very unstable situation and didn't know what to expect, both he and Gamora were always armed when they left the hotel. Even on their not!date he hadn't left without his quad blasters and enhancements on his boots to allow him to fly. He tapped his heels on the ground and kicked off upward.

"I realize the reference is lost on you," he called down to Gamora and Loki. "But this is like some weird Jaws meets Star Wars battle and I'm kinda digging it." He aimed his blasters at a shark as it passed by and shot it out of the tornado.

"Gamora!" He called down to her; not that she wouldn't see a falling shark, but still.

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