ic notes and random gab

I've seen snow. I've done snow before, lots of it. I've nearly frozen in the snow. I've traveled for hundreds of miles through Antarctica, completely naked. Cold can be a powerful, dangerous, wonderful thing.

For some reason, even though I felt I was finished with the snow, it's beautiful here. I don't know why I am at peace. I keep going over Frost's poem in my mind;

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

I haven't seen snow fall like this in ages. Who wants to have an old-fashioned snowball fight? This invitation excludes any sinister siblings who wish death and fire upon myself and Preya in general. We'll save that winter war for another century, thank you very much.

[Sharon]
There's a beautiful pathway through the forest in Everdale and they're offering rides with horse-drawn carriages. Would you accompany me Thursday morning? I imagine roads will be cleared by then.

Has anyone else noticed the giant snowmen roaming around the city?

Okay, if this stupid blizzard has taught me anything, it's that watching a dog lick her ass, then lick your brother's face, can only be fun for so long.

So is there a dog park or something around here? In Ravenmoore?

[Filtered away from Hela]

So... We have a sister now do we, Thor? Did you know about this? Our Mother is safe, at least for now.

Either we find a way to calm her, or we find a way to seal her away like Father did. And while I would not be apposed to simply killing her, she is my sister... I am more than fully aware that I could have turned out like her. I suppose that is what may have scared Father... Perhaps he saw me becoming more and more like her each day.

I want to try and convince her to turn from her path. And if not, then I will find another way to stop her. I do no know how many of you trust me. Perhaps my actions will speak for themselves soon enough.

Who will stand with me?

According to the weather, the snow is out to get us, which might just happen before we're all forced to submit to a bird with bad fashion taste.

Supposing it's wisest to stay in and mind the weather and the threats of domination, but I'm a wee bit on the bored side and'd rather get knackered. Who's in for a 'round to the pub? Plus side, we get too snowed in and there's no better place to fortify for a bit, yeah?

Who: Darcy and Loki
When: Saturday night
Where: Her apartment
What: Apparently talking
Why: Loki's suggestion
Status: Ongoing
Rating: TBD

( Horns and tasers )

It seems there needs to be a change around here. It's what you mortals crave.

You may wonder who I am and that's natural. I am Hela, the Goddess of Death, and rightful heir to the throne of Asgard as Odin's firstborn. My rule doesn't have to end at Asgard. It can and will extend to Midgard as well. If you do not wish to serve me then you're welcome to see just what Hel has to offer. It's my realm as well.

Don't think of me as unkind. Far from it. I'm fair and kind in my ways. To me, all are equal. I deny none the embrace from the Goddess of Death.

Now, kneel.

Hello, my name is Sherlock Holmes and you may call me Sherlock Holmes. Or Sherlock. Liberties taken beyond those specific instructions will be met with willful ignorance, consider yourselves adequately warned. I am officially open for business, which is simple: you have a mysterious problem and I'll solve it. If your problem is merely stupid or a result of your own stupidity, please do not consider yourself a welcome client as I am prone to shooting things that bore me and anyone who knows me will attest to that. But I don't believe anyone who can is here. Goodbye for now.
- SH

If anyone is in need of a little chocolate (or a piece of pie), Sweet and Tart is open for extended hours this week. We also make deliveries.

Contact the bakery with any questions or requests.

That was... something else.

Certainly a learning experience, if anything. I wish I could have left a message or talked to my younger self. The desire to misbehave all because I was scared and sad. In the end, I just reverted to how I normally was. Those magazine clippings and such certainly didn't help. The depression wasn't terrifying. What was terrifying was thinking how the future would never be happy and that's not true.

I've had a lot on my mind, but worrying or giving in to that sadness won't help. I just have to do what I do every day and if there's anyway I can help, I'll do whatever I can.

I think I might continue with a slice of cake for dinner every so often. It doesn't hurt to treat one's self.

I'll give my younger self credit - she gave me some new ideas for helping people.

[Private to Cath]

By any chance, does your bakery donations? Such as if I paid for a certain amount of slices, you could give them to people? Or would sending cakes and such to others be a better idea? I want to try to do something good and cheer up others.

[Private to Loki]

I should apologize. To ask for your autograph was rude. And then your offer... that wouldn't be right. My younger self didn't know, but experimenting with lives is... something else. I wouldn't bring anyone back or be like the witch of Eichenwalde. Actually...

I did manage to hide and stay overnight in the museum though. I'll need to try again to make sure the first time wasn't a fluke, but remember what we talked about? If the theme park won't do, there is the museum. I'll be testing the theme park this week. If I detach my wings from my suit and fly over, there shouldn't be a problem. I'm also testing something out with the shard you gave me. You're welcome to join if you'd like.

So.. Hows it feel having Thor as a teenager again?

Suddenly it's like school here with all these kids and I'm as confused as everyone else. At least I know where I am and when I am. Did someone empty an inter-dimensional orphanage?

I know that a lot of people would rather be at home. That's quite understandable, and I agree with you, but it's horrid missing home and feeling miserable all the time.

I'm Arcturus Black, and I'm a wizard from Britain. If you're fourteen or younger, this is your official invitation to join me for a day of adventure tomorrow. Exploring the woods looking for creatures, going boating, having a snow war, and other such things. You can have lunch at mine if you like. The elves'll make it, and we'll have a proper feast.

Wizards especially welcome - that means you, Malfoy!

No girls who are going to cry and make a fuss if they're hit by a snowball, or who might be scared of creatures. Sensible girls can join us. No infants.

If you're not a wizard you can still come as long as you don't hate magic or think it's evil and you're going to listen to me so you don't accidentally get hurt. That goes for everyone. I'm in charge. But it'll be fun.

Well, this doesn't happen every day! What fun.

Where am I? I was supposed to go to Zurich for winter and spring break.

...I wanted to visit Overwatch and meet everyone. The crusader, the sniper - they even have a cowboy! I don't approve of them but some of them are kind of cute. I could have kissed a cowboy.

I suppose I could have some fun here. ♥

Am I the only one excited for Valentine's Day? Or moreso for the day after? Half-priced chocolates are always nice, especially if they're Lindt's.

I'd wonder at this point if I should invest in chocolate fondue, but they can be germ magnets.

[Private to Loki]
Did you enjoy Christmas? Did your mother? I hope she did.

Is everything okay? I wanted to ask when you came, but I felt like you didn't want to say so around her. If something's wrong, you can tell me. Or you can always come to visit. You can think of it as a home away from home.

I really love the gift, by the way. I wear it every day.

What's up Preya!

I think I'm ready for the holidays.

I've donated, decorated, and purchased just about everything I needed. I've even started making a popcorn garland. I may have too much time on my hands. When the holidays are over though, is it safe to just toss the popcorn out to the birds?

I do hope it snows. It wouldn't feel like Christmas unless it snowed.

[Private to Loki]

Are you still coming over on Christmas day? Would you like to sleepover Sunday night? We could watch movies and bake some cookies or brownies. I have a guest room that's really quite nice. It'd be perfect if it snowed - the view all around would be lovely.

By the way, is there anything you want? A book or two could work, but I'm not sure.

[/Private]

I don't like to advise too much, but given it's snowing and winter is coming, I ask that people please think of the consequences before putting rocks into snowballs.

It's not funny. It hurts people. Don't hurt people. Just throw a snowball.

And before anyone asks, yes, this has been a problem before, especially when scientists listen to super soldiers and think throwing rock snowballs is hilarious. It's not. It's a pain in my ass!