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Dr. Stephen Strange ([info]doctor__strange) wrote in [info]avengers_logs,
@ 2018-08-27 14:24:00

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Entry tags:-gamewide plot, -open thread, bucky barnes, drax, hope van dyne, nick fury, peggy carter, pepper potts, peter quill, stephen strange, wanda maximoff

Open! - Soul Dimension
Who: Open to all Soul Dimension dust-ees.
What: a safe harbor for those in the Soul Dimension.
When: sometime after Wanda sending out a mental lure to anyone nearby.
Where: The Soul Sanctum.
Rating: ?

    Under a perpetually orange sky, one block of Greenwich Village had been meticulously reconstructed. Roads branched out in New York's familiar grid of streets. They stretched one mile in all four cardinal points - as best as could be determined - floating upon the surface of the water.

    These roads all led to the Soul Sanctum, a perfectly rendered recreation, rising up out of the water like a beacon to those who were lost.

    Inside, the Sanctum was faithfully copied from Strange's extensive memories. Everything from the demonic fridge (which he had grown profoundly fond of), to the individual pages of the books he memorized. Right down to a voice activated blue tooth speaker, which was currently playing a playlsit that included Pink Floyd's 'Wish You Were Here.'

    That is where Stephen Strange was. The doors of the Soul Sanctum wide open, which would have never happened in New York. The sorcerer in his red cloak was meditating in an old wing-backed chair on how to fix the portal problems, and waiting with Wanda for the arrival of those she had reached out to.


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Peter/Drax and Open
[info]thehoffs_twin
2018-08-29 03:55 am UTC (link)
Peter had laid down on the ground for a long time. Well. He THOUGHT it was a long time. In all honesty, Peter was terrible at gaging time. He got bored fast, had no patience, and 5 minutes felt as long as 5 hours.

After seeing his mom though, he laid there, drained, almost giving up. If it hadn't been for the world's most annoying alien literally walking on top of him (and Peter had been quick to point out HIS obvious skill with invisibility), Peter would probably still be there.

Walking to the Sanctum together, Peter felt oddly happy when he saw the building. "Holy shit, did buildings turn to dust too?," he asked Drax. "Cause that would be tight. I want my bed."

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Peter/Drax and Open
[info]the_destroyer
2018-08-30 01:20 am UTC (link)
"I do not think so," Drax said. Everything about this place set the normally unflappable Drax on edge. It was too vast, to empty, for someone who came from a world where the tribe was everything, where family was sacred. A land where they shared tales of conception, and enjoyed comradery with their war rallies. Death was a part of that way of life. It was embraced and accepted. One spent eternity with their ancestors.

Not this. This was not that place. It was a place where he encountered his captain, a dude crying about his mom, and then finding a piece of a place that looked like it was new New York.

"For if it is dust then how it can be tight. It has fallen apart, loosely, as we did," Drax wondered aloud, with a contemplative squint. This was a new thing to ponder over. "Let us make our way to this potential lodging."

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