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Moderator ([info]avengers__mod) wrote in [info]avengers_logs,
@ 2019-01-28 19:08:00

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Entry tags:-gamewide plot, -open thread, bucky barnes, clint barton, gamora, hope van dyne, loki odinson, natasha romanoff, nick fury, peggy carter, pepper potts, peter parker, scott lang, stephen strange, steve rogers, valkyrie, wanda maximoff

Who: Open to all, including narratives
What: When fandoms attack!
When: a Sunday afternoon
Rating: ???




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Zone 3 - Game of Thrones
[info]avengers__mod
2019-01-29 03:22 am UTC (link)
There is a bite to the wind, a sharpness that resonates throughout. The trees grow tall, the villages grow scarce, and the fortresses grow strong. The North has always been known as a cold, bitter kingdom and today, it shows. Far in the distance, the imposing Wall looms over the kingdom protecting everyone from The Other Side.

At least, it used to.

With the warring in King’s Landing, the ongoing succession wars in Dorne, and the instability of the Iron Islands, the relative peace in the North has been broken. The King is a bastard, his sister a Lady, and the armies small. The Black Brothers have offered their help, along with the Wildlings, but it’s every man for himself. How much longer will the Wall stand? To leave this land is to go through the Wall, but they say White Walkers have broken through, the direwolves grow in numbers and strength, and dragons have been seen flying. Where there are dragons, the Khaleesi and her Khalasar are bound to follow.

This will be an all-out slaughter. Be prepared.

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[info]hildevalkyrie
2019-01-30 03:58 am UTC (link)
"Oh this is... not good."

Val had hardly been on the roof a few moments. After her monthy bath, it was the first place she went to. She had been delivered breakfast, and hadn't even touched it. But she had managed a bath and if there was anything else she was going to manage today, it was going to be a ride on Strider, he deserved that.

At least that was the plan.

But she was hardly managing a few mental words with him when the chill in the air changed. Her eyes narrowed as the odd feeling of unknown magic crept over her. She knew the varying magics that could accomplish this but this was not Odin, Hela, nor Loki. She saw the ocean around them begin to harden to ice, and a strange shape above the clouds looked... well she knew what it LOOKED like but... there were no dragons in this realm. At least there hadn't been previously.

"Not good at all..." She paused a moment, putting a calming hand on her (let's be honest) already steadfast and calm steed. I will return shortly. Do what you must. After his assurance, she swept off of the roof and leapt the stairs, racing to Loki's room and without a thought, threw open the door and walked inside. "We have a problem, and for once it is not me threatening an elder with death."

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[info]the_trickster
2019-01-30 04:57 am UTC (link)
Loki was at his desk sorting through a golden puzzle, one that was barely half completed with several very tiny fragments. Or at least he was in the midst of a puzzle, when he felt an odd sensation move past him. A shift in the scheme of things caused him to shiver involuntarily, even before the Valkyrie barged in. That was a bad habit of Thor's, and he very nearly yelled Thor's name, when it registered who it was (a recently bathed Valkyrie, he insisted) and her statement (nothing benevolent ever started with 'We have a problem...').

The puzzle was forgotten as he stood up and started moving, glancing at her worriedly and taking hold of her hand as he walked out the doors and went to the roof. He was hit with a chill wind that was revolting to him. It was a bitter reminder of the Jotunheim. And here he was, confronted by a scene that was like a medieval winterscape than a modern Midgardian city. It was snow and ice and everything he hated.

"We do, indeed, have a problem." His armor was on in an instant, as was the Valkyrie's armor. "I recreated the shield, but it is a poor facsimile to what Heimdall could once activate."

A large dark shadow slipped through the clouds before a plume of fire hit the side of a nearby building. Off in the distance, there was the sound of fire alarms and screaming.

"...oh that's wonderful," he sarcastically complained, gesturing at the fire with one hand. "This isn't even the right realm for drakes to live in. That's simply irresponsible."

Loki took out his cellphone and took a picture because that was what most Midgardians seemed to do when trouble ensued. He quickly put it away, back into his pocket dimension. Right. Back to task.

"I'll send a double of myself to warn everyone downstairs," Loki told his best friend with benefits. "The elders can take the children down to the vault steps. Everyone else can arm themselves, and I'll activate the shielding once we're certain Thor is here."

After sending down an illusionary double, Loki threw up his hands to cast a spell. A green glow moved over the building, beads of sweat froze over his brow as he hid the entire building from any potential foes. It resembled nothing more than the frozen water around them.

When he was done, he said, "If anything malevolent comes toward our home? Kill it. We should wait for Thor before venturing out into that mess."

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[info]hourglasss
2019-02-02 11:23 pm UTC (link)
Well, winter was Natasha's favorite season.

Not that this was any real consolation. She'd arrived at the Asgardian homestead (another thing she'd been filled in on, the arrival of refugees and the attempts to rebuild) only minutes before shit started slamming sideways. Thor had extended her an open invitation, to talk or trade punches, and she'd planned on today being a good day to take him up on it. Which it probably had been, right before the polar vortex decided to descend and a leather jacket and jeans seemed like something an actual idiot would wear into the weather, instead of what they'd been when Natasha had dressed that morning, which was a person relatively comfortable with cold.

Though to be fair, she'd told Tony only days ago that she preferred to be somewhere she was useful. And this seemed like a situation that suitably fit the bill. Standard garden variety weird-shit-that-only-people-specific-skills shit, probably...until she squinted a little closer at what, exactly, was coming over the snowy horizon.

Natasha was a devote Game of Thrones watcher. It had been a frequent source of her complaints in the last two years when they'd been on the run, that they needed to, at some point, go somewhere she could catch up on the season, they were not long seasons, okay, God forbid she have this one thing. She knew her Dothraki from her Unsullied, her Starks from her Lannisters, and those things were, most definitely, White Walkers. And that thing flying over head was a dragon. Specifically it was Drogon.

It was so inappropriate and she knew it, but even as she checked to make sure both her bites would be firing at their highest capability, she couldn't help letting out a quiet, private "awesome."

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[info]tordenguden
2019-02-03 02:11 am UTC (link)
With the Loki double by his side, Thor went through and assisted in ensuring that everyone was safely where they needed to be. He trusted that Loki wouldn't send it without something serious happening, although he wasn't entirely sure what was going on. Thor had to bargain with Inga to get her and the other children down (that little one was a force to be reckoned with) but he managed to do so.

For once, he was grateful Jane was at work. If there was a building that could withstand the sudden onslaught of ..well, anything, it was Stark Tower. Doing one more scan for stragglers, Thor was pleasantly surprised to see Nat. She was just outside the doors, looking up, which gave Thor the opportunity to look out and actually gauge what was going on.

It was beautiful. The cold didn't bother him in the slightest, and if he was honest, it reminded him of Jotunheim which, his brother's parentage notwithstanding, was his favourite realm upon which to fight. Grinning from ear to ear, he beckoned Nat to follow him upstairs, where he found Loki and Val, waiting him.

The four of them in tow, he went up to the roof where he looked upon the vast wasteland of snow with unbridled joy. This was what he needed. An unapolgetic reason to completely annihilate and destroy under the pretense of serving the greater good.

FINALLY.

He gazed out at the menacing horde that was advancing, and clutched Stormbreaker tightly in hand. "Well, what are we waiting for? An invitation?" He levitated slightly in the air, both his eyes brimming in electric blue. "I would fairly say this is a threat upon our people and land and cannot stand." Thor actually didn't care either way -- he was going in.

Launching himself up, he gathered lightening to him, feeling the sheer power of the electricity before letting it loose upon the ground as he landed. White walkers splayed on the ground around him, but there were more coming. This was going to be good.

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[info]hildevalkyrie
2019-02-05 01:26 am UTC (link)
For Loki's sake, Val dropped his hand once Thor and Natasha were in sight, but oh she would never let him live that down at all. A small smirk came over her features as Thor rose into the air and she shook her head. "Show off." She muttered, mostly to Loki and Nat who were directly next to her. She grumbled a little but it was more of the playful kind as she turned a head toward the stable Loki had made for his gift to her at the edge of the roof. In an instant Strider is making his way to her. She lifted herself up onto him mid stride as he took a few more steps and then stopped dead in his tracks in shock, causing her to clutch his wings to steady herself.

In that instant a loud cry rang down from above and a second drake swooped into view, a large shimmering white one, with glowing blue eyes. "Oh you've got to be kidding me." She said, loudly enough for all three of her friends to hear from where Strider now turned in a circle. Trotting back over she stopped in front of Loki and Nat, looking down at them and then up at where Thor hovered. "I KNOW THAT DRAKE!" She called out, and she hesitated a moment before looking at Loki and saying, almost sheepishly. "I HAVE SEEN IT ON THE GAME OF THE THRONES..." She blinked for a moment and looked back up. "This is... that means we will need to... " She shook her head. "Only fire will kill them, on the street. Our swords and weapons will do nothing." This was almost too bizarre even for her. "I..." She looked at Loki helplessly like she truly did not know what to do. That didn't happen often... or ever.

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[info]the_trickster
2019-02-05 02:14 am UTC (link)
"Only an Infinity Stone could do this," he said after lobbing the most exasperated stare at Thor as his brother departed. Then he was caught doing a double take between the dragon (he's seen dragons before) and Natasha Romanoff (who wasn't on the other side of a very thick glass wall). He wasn't in the same mindset as the last time they encountered one another, but he very much wished that wall existed again. Such encounters were a situation he tried to avoid for a year. Needless to say, he was standing very stiffly as though on guard.

"I'll open a path after the shield is up. Go tell Thor. You should take Thor's teammate with you." Since the ice zombies were not Jotun, he gathered that Thor might have better luck fighting something else. As it was, something was keeping them on the other side of that wall far to the west of them and something beyond a Jotuns to kill. The subject matter of Jotuns was another one that he didn't want to approach, yet there he was, being confronted by it and Midgardian television shows. He only liked television shows about murderous women and British baking. A fact he made known when he arched an eyebrow at Val and matter-of-factly told her, "You know that I haven't watched that."

As the Valkyrie readied to depart on her winged steed, he looked over at Natasha. "Hello again, Agent Romanoff. I know not if you have seen this game. If you have, do either of you know if this will kill them?"

He formed a hovering mass of flickering green and gold mage-fire over the palm of his hand. He could cast spells for actual fire, but that might be more taxing. If it kept the creatures away from their home - and he supposed, if it kept some of the Midgardians safe - then he was able to go to such lengths.

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