Who: Open to all in Norway When: July 18, 2012 Where: Main portal in Norway/Oslo What: Winter in Summer - Main portal objective aquired! Rating: Violence and possible cursing
The blue glow started to pulsate. Frost giants guarding the cave were mostly at ease, wishing for something more suitable to their lust for battle. At the change from the portal, they shuffled closer and looked curiously, wondering if new troops might be coming through. It was... behaving funny.
Very funny. It started to hum and whine, white and blue flashing. Then suddenly it spat something out. It hit the far wall with a dull metal thunk against the stone and ice. The nearest ice giant guards blinked their red eyes at the much smaller, green-hooded figure, wondering if it was dead, or... with all that metal, if it had ever been alive to begin with.
Unpleasant. Victor von Doom heard the large footsteps coming his direction to investigate his prone form. He could see a swarm of black spots in front of his eyes. Breathe, you foolish lungs! Finally his body obeyed. A heavy breath was pulled in, his gauntlet scratching deeply into the ice below him. Prone. The absolute indignity! Doom was not to be prone to anyone!
That steel will in his mind sharpened at that thought, his focus returning. His body protested and trembled, insisting it was weak, but a mental command and he felt a sharp prick against his skin. His suit was administering drugs to him. He was annoyed to restort to such, but seeing the many frost giants starting toward him with a cruel eagerness in their monstrous eyes made him feel less bothered by the use. The trembling stopped as heat surged through his chilled body, and he stood with only a brief glance at the portal and the surrounding markings, brown eyes switching to the approaching giants. Such glee they had on their cold faces.
They think me something to trifle with. Doom's eyes turned just as hard and cold, breathing steam from his grimacing mask. His gauntlets clenched, yellow and white hot flames licking from knuckles to forearm.
The giants were quickly alerted to the commotion, swarming the tunnels to protect the main portal at the barks of their superiors. Victor shot small rockets down one tunnel and cast a searing fireball down the other to prevent more from coming temporarily, but feeling the tremble in the ground he knew there were many more on their way.
He wouldn't have a chance down here, and he was uncertain how far below the ground he was. Using heavy duty spells might bring the cavern roof's down. In his weakened state, he could not rely on his stamina to last more than a few minutes. Most unpleasant.
This would be cutting it close... He judged the strides of the giants shoving their fallen comrades aside to get to him. Doom crossed his palms in front of himself, incantations vibrating from his chapped lips. The portal started opening. The nearest frost giant started to swing its mace. Doom's eyes narrowed...
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Oslo had become an intense hub, people being directed to stand against the onslaught of frost giants that came to pick at defenses. Behind the lines the science-oriented were hard at work for a solution to the Jotun portals. Equipment was recording new information on the dimensional fluxes, a new squiggle appearing, an odd pattern from the usual.
And a moment later the Latverian ruler fell to the ground.
He glared at the snow falling from the sky, listening to his suit diagnose his condition. He heard people, and that annoyed him, but nothing like when he saw a face appear above him.