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Nebula ([info]abluemeanie) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-12-01 15:52:00

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Entry tags:beverly marsh, eddie kaspbrak, harry osborn (msm), jim hopper, klaus hargreeves (netflix), nebula (mcu), nyx ulric, octavio silva, peter b parker (sv), remus lupin, sirius black, stanley uris, thor (mcu)

Who: The whole town. Yes, you too.
What: The Great Snowball War of 2k19
Where: The whole town
When: December 1


She had heard a great deal about this snow ball game that was going to be played and Nebula was ready for it, had been since it had first been explained to her by Sirius. But apparently they had needed to wait until there was enough snow for such a thing? Though how much snow was enough was not something she had understood, what made for enough? These were all questions she still had.

But the town had been covered in a blanket of snow over the last several weeks, with large piles of it build up along the edges of town as well as butted up against their houses where the snow had been blown during the days where it had been windier than others. And it seemed that they had finally reached that point of enough, though she saw no particular difference in the amount compared to some other days. This would be her first time though so she supposed that she could allow the others to decide when it was ready for their game.

And so there they were ready for the snowball game, teams dividing up, some playing individually, and others pairing up, as she and Remus planned to do - it was time for a great battle.

[Party rules my good dudes, title your comments to spare my inbox and have fun]


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The Losers
[info]stanbyme
2019-12-01 10:22 pm UTC (link)
In truth, Stan hadn't been in a snowball fight since he'd been a kid, he hadn't made a ton of friends after he'd left Derry and well he and Patty weren't really the snowball fight kind of couple. And well Atlanta didn't really get the amount of snow that was necessary for a snowball fight. So this was a long time coming, and maybe a little bit childish but he was okay with that. Something about being back together with his friends again made him happy to embrace things that were silly and fun. It was nice to just have fun with them, without having to think about all their shared trauma.

So there they were out in the snow, wearing layers against the cold and ready to take on what would be a grand battle he thought. Part of him thought maybe he and Bev ought to have been on a team together, but then Richie and Eddie on one team? Well that didn't quite work either did it? So in the end he'd claimed Eddie and Bev got Rich and they were going to do this thing.

"Okay look, we've just got to play it smart." He told Eddie as they started pairing off. "We can take them." He promised his friend, though really he wasn't entirely certain, Richie sure they could handle him. But Bev was another story all together.

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The Losers - Bevchie
[info]trashmouthloser
2019-12-01 10:46 pm UTC (link)
The last time that he'd been outside in the snow for any long period of time, it'd been to go get Bev and it had been a sort of hasty affair, all no coat and canvas shoes. This time though, he was about half Eddie-level prepared, so he was pretty well bundled; coat, scarf, gloves and shoes that didn't soak through after only a minute of tromping around. He'd denied a hat though, because he was still a child sometimes and just didn't want his cool ruined by bad fashion.

Everything crunched underneath his feet, but the cold didn't feel so biting that the tip of his nose or ears hurt --his glasses did fog up a bit when he huffed a breath directly into his scarf, playfully inched up his nose, like he was going for Ninja instead of Warm.

"Okay," Rich said, bending to experimentally pick up some of the snow, packing it together to see how wet or fluffy it was. And it was, basically, perfect for forming into a snowball. Lucky them. "Here's the plan. We just scream really loudly until an avalanche comes, and they surrender as they're swept away."

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The Losers - Bevchie
[info]mollyringwald
2019-12-01 11:04 pm UTC (link)
Beverly liked to think she could combine fashion with practicality - in fact, her training with how to look cute in the snow could lead her to write a helpful article entitled, exactly, 'How to Look Cute in the Snow.' She wore jeans with layers, a cotton long-sleeved shirt and a sweater, mittens with faux fur trim, a chunky knit scarf. And boots that were good for whatever they'd decide to do out here - it was cold, like brilliant rays of sunshine that showed the uniqueness of every special snowflake, ice cracking underfoot kind of cold. Kind of nice, actually. Refreshing, in a sense.

She'd have plenty of time to catch up with Eddie, who hopefully wasn't avoiding her, but first clobbering him and Stan with snowballs seemed like a good way to spend an afternoon. "Okay, or we could make some ammunition?" she suggested with a wink, scooping up snow. "Pack it at the bottom, baby, foundation is key."

Bev knew her snowball mechanics, okay. "We also might need a place to stash our ammunition. Maybe we could build a wall and Mexico will pay for it." Terrible joke. That was why she wasn't the comedian out of the two of them.

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The Losers - Bevchie
[info]trashmouthloser
2019-12-02 12:27 am UTC (link)
Of course Bev looked cute. She could make just about everything look cute, and she always had. There wasn't a better profession for Beverly than the one she'd gotten into. She looked like she'd walked straight out of an ad for a Winter Getaway in the Alps, or hot chocolate, or something.

Richie couldn't pull cute off with help, though, so he just made do with awkwardly lanky limbs and tacky shirts and thanked whatever god was out there that there were some people (Eddie) in this fucked up world that found it attractive, somehow.

"Your suggestion sounds a lot harder," Richie gripped, but went about packing his snowball better anyway, squinting out at the sun bright snow and trying to find Eddie and Stanley amongst the people and mounds of snow. He laughed at her joke even though it was pretty awful and he could only look at her fondly. Richie was so glad Beverly was here, he couldn't even really put it to words. "We need a good hiding spot where we won't be trapped," he said, looking around. Buildings seemed like a bad choice, but not much else was great either. "Maybe next to one of the porches. Seriously though, who do we take out first? Because Eds is a rabid animal but I wouldn't put it past Stan to be strategic."

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The Losers - Bevchie - [info]mollyringwald, 2019-12-02 12:57 am UTC
The Losers - Bevchie - [info]trashmouthloser, 2019-12-02 01:44 am UTC
The Losers - Bevchie - [info]mollyringwald, 2019-12-02 03:42 am UTC
The Losers - Bevchie - [info]trashmouthloser, 2019-12-03 12:54 am UTC
The Losers - Bevchie - [info]mollyringwald, 2019-12-03 01:30 am UTC
Re: The Losers - Bevchie - [info]trashmouthloser, 2019-12-03 02:10 am UTC
The Losers - Bevchie - [info]mollyringwald, 2019-12-03 03:44 pm UTC
The Losers - Steddie
[info]ekaspbrak
2019-12-02 01:13 am UTC (link)
Had Eddie ever actually been in a snowball fight? It seemed like the sort of thing the Losers had done together. It also seemed a lot like the sort of thing his mother would've never allowed him to participate in. If he'd come home with red cheeks and snow crushed into his hair or clothing she would've thrown a fit. Hell, if she knew about the rock war she would've thrown a fit and never allowed him to see his friends ever again. This he assumed would be a lot like that. Maybe less painful than being hit with a rock.

Unless he got hit with a snowball by Beverly who, unsurprisingly, had wound up on Richie's team. He and Stan were probably screwed.

"We can take Richie no problem, Marsh is another story." He said, narrowing his eyes at the two. "Are you sure we can't put out coats on snowmen and slip off together before they realize we aren't here?" Look, they were a little way aways so it was worth a shot. If they put together a few snowmen and bundled them up there was a good chance Richie and Beverly wouldn't be able to tell the difference until they were far away. "We can slip off to COFFEE or the library. Those both sound like better options than being hit in the face with snow."

If they had done this as kids he'd probably bitched as much about similiar things.

Letting out a sigh he resigned himself to doing this. To attempting to kill both Richie and Beverly with snow and not die in the process. "Might be better to build ourselves a wall to take cover behind and then work on ammunition."

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The Losers - Steddie
[info]stanbyme
2019-12-02 02:32 am UTC (link)
"She's going to give us a run for our money," Stan agreed of Beverly, who was, and always had been the fiercest of them all, something Stan had known even as a kid and it seemed he still knew it now. At least some things never changed, and Stan couldn't help but be glad for it. They could do it though, Stan felt pretty confident. It was just a matter of taking out Richie first so the two of them together could focus on Bev.

He chuckled, "You know those two would just follow us into COFFEE and drag us out to pelt us with snowballs if we tried that." He reminded Eddie when he lamented their potential ability to win against the other pair. But Eddie knew that too, it just took him a minute to come around to see things from his point of view, or maybe it was just resigning himself to being killed by snow? Whatever it was they were going to make a plan. A wall was a good idea. "Yeah, maybe between some houses, so we've got cover on two sides?" He suggested.

"We've got to take out Richie first, maybe you can distract him long enough for us to take him out?" He asked. And with Richie down well - they'd still have to contend with Bev but two on one was better than two on two.

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The Losers - Steddie
[info]ekaspbrak
2019-12-02 03:24 am UTC (link)
A run for their money? No. She was going to murder them. They were going to be buried under a mound of snow and no one would find their bodies until the town thawed in April, possibly. He gave Stan a look communicating as much. In spite of knowing the end was near, once again, Eddie was actually happy to see Stan in such high spirits over something so stupid and childish. Something they both would've wound up severely lectured about back home by overprotective or disappointed parents. "She's going to murder us and Rich will let her." They were probably out there plotting against the two of them right now.

And, yes, he knew that they were friends with some real assholes. That Richie Tozier and Beverly Marsh wouldn't even think twice about dragging them out of the warmth and relative safety of COFFEE and just assaulting them with snow. He just liked to imagine that they could slip away with absolutely no repercussions. "Between houses is probably best." He agreed. Maybe they could find a way to keep their backs covered too. They didn't want to completely wall themselves in but they didn't want to be completely open from behind. Though, maybe they could just watch each other's backs. "We'll just have to remember to keep track of them. Watch our backs if we lose sight of one."

As children, Richie had taken a rock to the face during the rock war while the others had faired better. Taking him out probably wasn't much of a problem. "How am I supposed to distract him?" They were in the middle of a war. He doubted Richie would be swayed too easily. He'd be surprised if the other didn't become immediately suspicious.

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The Losers - Steddie - [info]stanbyme, 2019-12-02 04:06 am UTC
The Losers - Steddie - [info]ekaspbrak, 2019-12-02 05:58 am UTC
The Losers - Steddie - [info]stanbyme, 2019-12-02 06:09 am UTC
The Losers - Steddie - [info]ekaspbrak, 2019-12-03 02:02 am UTC
The Losers - Steddie - [info]stanbyme, 2019-12-03 04:00 am UTC
The Losers - Steddie - [info]ekaspbrak, 2019-12-04 12:17 am UTC
The Losers - Steddie - [info]stanbyme, 2019-12-05 03:12 am UTC
EVERY LOSER - [info]trashmouthloser, 2019-12-05 03:40 am UTC
EVERY LOSER - [info]mollyringwald, 2019-12-05 01:55 pm UTC
EVERY LOSER - [info]stanbyme, 2019-12-06 03:15 am UTC
EVERY LOSER - [info]ekaspbrak, 2019-12-06 08:25 am UTC
Re: EVERY LOSER - [info]trashmouthloser, 2019-12-07 12:13 am UTC
Nebula | Remus
[info]abluemeanie
2019-12-01 10:31 pm UTC (link)
She'd been looking forward to this newest game that she'd been made aware of it for what felt like weeks now, games were something she had come to love ever since she and Tony had played their first. She'd realized that the sort of games their father had played with them were not actual games, but just part of his abuse. But true games? She found she enjoyed them quite a bit, though Nebula would admit she liked them much more when she won.

So her plan to join forces with Remus seemed like a very good way to make that happen, they would work together until they were the last two standing and by that point she was confident she would have a good enough understanding of the way the game was played that she stood a chance to come out on top by that point.

People were gathering and Nebula was eager to start things up so she looked to Remus. "How do we begin this game?" She asked him, curious and eager for it.

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Nebula | Remus
[info]lonewolfen
2019-12-02 08:00 pm UTC (link)
Remus was not normally competitive by nature. He wasn't made that way. It made him a good balance to both Sirius and James, who were both much more the type who wanted to win. James was hyper competitive at just about everything, and Sirius really liked the attention he'd get from winning. Remus was not at all confrontational nor was he attention-seeking, so winning never really was a huge deal to him. He also was not at all athletic. Magically, he was incredibly gifted with the things he could do. Physically, he was not.

But he was playful and every bit as mischievous as Sirius even if it came out in a different sort of way. Once he'd started teasing Sirius about beating him in a snowball fight, the conversation literally did snowball into a competition. The whole town seemed ready for a snowball fight.

"Well," he said, a little unsure of the proper etiquette and rules of this particular war. It looked like people were making alliances and teams, while others were opting to go rogue on their own. "First thing I think we ought to do is begin assembling a pile of weaponry -- snowballs, that is. The question is, do we wish to be mobile and move with them or find a place to remain stationary and take out our opponents from our space when they come into range. If we want to go mobile, I can charm the snowballs to levitate and stay with us while we're on the move so we don't have to make more wherever we go. But, the general idea is we don't want to get hit by any snowballs if we can avoid it."

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Nebula | Remus
[info]abluemeanie
2019-12-03 03:16 am UTC (link)
Weaponry, she liked that Remus started there and snowballs were a weapon unlike any other she had used before. But she supposed if these were the rules of their engagement then she would abide by them. So snowballs, and a plan for their movements she nodded her understanding. "It would be wise to keep mobile, it is never wise to allow yourself to be caught in one position for long." She told him, a tactic that she had used in true combat. And though this would not be like the wars and battles she had fought in the past, she could see how she could use her skills here in this game.

"Portable ammunition will be of great use to us in overtaking those who would attempt to come against us." She added, she liked the idea of his magic combined with her skills in battle. And she was quite certain that with their combined skills they would make a very formidable pair. "We will be harder to hit if we keep moving."

She began making snow balls, she'd seen some of the others who were out that day doing much the same, building up their own ammunitions for what was sure to be a great snow battle. One that she of course would win.

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Nebula | Remus - [info]lonewolfen, 2019-12-03 05:28 pm UTC
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Hopper and OTA
[info]icancoveritup
2019-12-01 11:15 pm UTC (link)
Hopper was aware of the impending game, though he'd made no effort to get involved. Silly games were not his thing. Not without El around to make him feel like he could get away with playing silly games because he'd be doing it for her. No, he was just a middle aged guy, he had no business playing silly games in the snow.

He intended to just go to the bar, pub, whatever it was called. He didn't care what it was called. That's where the alcohol was, and that was what interested him. A bit of whiskey would warm him up just fine. And maybe he wouldn't think about how he'd probably be out there making a fool of himself if El were here. If he had a reason.

He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he walked through town. He was bee-lining for the bar. Unfortunately he had o walk right through where people were already gathering to play in the snow.

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Hopper and Lunafreya
[info]lunafreyanox
2019-12-03 04:05 am UTC (link)
It seemed silly to say that Lunafreya had never been in a snowball fight, but honestly, she never had. The life of an Oracle in training never left much leeway for goofing off. And frankly, although she'd seen Shiva turn an entire desert area into a snow-bound wonderland, tossing snowballs during that event seemed sacrilegious at best. So here she was.

She wasn't too clear on the rules, but it seemed no one else was either (except for a very competitive Nebula). She'd tossed a couple, her aim decent enough, before she saw one of the newer arrivals shuffling by. Knowing how it felt to be in a new and unfamiliar place, she beamed at him and said, "Hey, you want to play? Come on, I could use some help."

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Hopper and Lunafreya
[info]icancoveritup
2019-12-04 04:46 pm UTC (link)
He felt like he should tell her he was not a good pick for her team. He was old, and not in the best shape. But he'd taken on Russians, and...while he hadn't won, he hadn't exactly lost either. He'd sacrificed himself for the greater good. There was a difference. Not that any of that applied to a snowball fight.

Instead he glanced toward the bar where he was headed to get his drink on, and decided to throw caution to the wind. He brought his gaze back around to her and rolled his shoulders. "Sure, why not?" He'd either have unexpected fun, or he'd be miserable, and in that case he'd take his leave and head on over to the bar. He was actually kind of hoping he had more fun than he anticipated.

It would be a nice change of pace.

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Hopper and Lunafreya - [info]lunafreyanox, 2019-12-08 02:19 am UTC
Hopper and Lunafreya - [info]icancoveritup, 2019-12-08 06:02 pm UTC
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Diego | Klaus
[info]quietthedead
2019-12-01 11:45 pm UTC (link)
Maybe a snowball fight wasn't really his sort of thing, hanging out in the snow wasn't really Klaus' idea of a good time, but if everyone in town was getting out for it he should too he supposed. And well, what better excuse did he have for beaning his brother in the head with a snowball than he did with a town wide snowball fight? So hell yeah Klaus was going to take that opportunity when it came to him, and maybe hide behind Ben when Diego realized who had thrown something at him.

Klaus was shameless enough to use his brother as a living shield when necessary.

But for this first snowball he was using a building as his cover, allowing Ben to remain out of the fray for a moment as he balled up a couple of snowballs, his hands already freezing before he took aim and then launched one, frowning when it landed short but immediately adjusting his aim and throwing a second one right after and only just managing not to cheer when the snowball hit his brother in the back of the head. As much as he wanted to continue to watch and see what Diego's reaction was, he knew of course that it would be more important to hide himself so that Diego didn't immediately realize it had been him who had thrown it.

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Diego | Klaus
[info]trythingsmyway
2019-12-02 01:51 am UTC (link)
Diego was more or less minding his own business. He was gathering an arsenal of snowballs in a variety of sizes. Some people he'd be gentle with, others not so much. He was busy, and focused, and while he was aware of the snowball that fell short, he didn't pay it any mind. Most people didn't have dead accurate aim like he did.

But then a second snowball collided with the back of his head, and he was on his feet, turning around to confront the thrower. He wasn't angry, not really. It would be silly to get angry about something like snowballs, when he was out here gathering up his own arsenal. But he was annoyed that someone got the jump on him, and more so that there was no one there who obviously threw it.

That lead Diego to think it must have been one of his brothers. Probably not Ben. Which meant... "Klaus!" Diego hollered. "I know it was you!" He'd feel foolish if he was wrong, but he was reasonably sure he wasn't wrong. He took off, abandoning his stash, looking for his brother.

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Diego | Klaus
[info]quietthedead
2019-12-02 02:41 am UTC (link)
Oh yeah he'd definitely hit him, Klaus didn't even have to look and see to know that his aim had been perfect the second time. And you know it was fair, he saw Diego crouched over building his own stash of snowballs so if he wanted to throw one at him he was allowed, and as his brother he was allowed even more. So he didn't feel bad about it for even a second.

What he hadn't expected as for Diego to suddenly shout his name though, or that he knew it had been him - it should have taken him a little longer, though if he'd heard Diego's logic he'd agree that it had probably been an easy thing to figure out. He didn't answer though instead packed himself a couple more snowballs and peered around the edge of the house where he'd been hiding and tossed another one at Diego.

"You weren't supposed to figure it out so quickly!" He shouted and then took off in the other direction, hoping that Diego would be slowed both by the snow at his feet but also by the snowball he'd thrown.

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Diego | Klaus - [info]trythingsmyway, 2019-12-04 04:41 pm UTC
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Harry Osborn | Peter B Parker
[info]goblinglider
2019-12-02 01:47 am UTC (link)
Harry had never been in a snowball fight before. He wasn't in one now either. He was just outside, in the snow, watching everyone else have fun. Making new friends seemed a little daunting here. Sure, he didn't have to worry about the same things here. More than half of these people wouldn't know the Osborn name or that Harry was a rich boy. Any friends he made here wouldn't be false friends only interested in what he could do for them. The problem, then, was that everyone he saw running around in the snow seemed older than him.

Still, he thought, it shouldn't stop him. Gwen was around somewhere and she was surviving surrounded by so many adults. She had even seemed happy here. He could be, too, if he gave it a shot. If he just... took the first step and tried. He could try. He could introduce himself. See if any of them wanted to... what? Throw snow at him? Was he even able to do that? He'd never tried before. Neither he nor Peter were very athletic. They'd never been interested in sports. Just science. So maybe he should just see if he would stand a chance against everyone else out there or as part of someone's team. The last thing he wanted was to disappoint potential friends.

Picking up a handful of snow, Harry did his best to pack it into a ball. No one was around. He should be safe to just throw it without accidentally hitting someone, right? He'd thought so but, apparently he'd been wrong. He sent the snowball flying and watched, in horror, as it flew straight at someone's face. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean...!"

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Harry Osborn | Peter B Parker
[info]pbandparker
2019-12-02 02:37 am UTC (link)
It was about time people got into this whole snow thing, they had enough young people around that Peter was surprised it hadn't happened sooner. Any amount of snow on the ground felt like it was time to start building snow men and throwing snow balls in his opinion. And here they had the benefit of no vehicles to ruin the snow just minutes after it had fallen. But whatever had held people off before now seemed to have evaporated and he saw people squaring off against one another all over town. He chuckled making his way toward Pancho's, he thought maybe he'd get to work on something to feed everyone later, when they were all tired and frozen.

Of course that was right up to the point when a snowball came out of nowhere and smacked him in the face. His spidey-sense warning him at the last second but Peter of course decided it would be better to look than move so he still got hit regardless. At least it was just snow.

He huffed, wiping snow from his face as he heard someone shouting an apology, Peter lifted a free hand at his would-be attacker before he cleared his eyes. "Hey it's okay," He said shaking his hand to dislodge the snow and wiped an arm over his face. "A little snow never killed anyone." He laughed, okay maybe it wasn't true, but this was something else. "You okay? I don't think we've met yet. I'm Peter."

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Harry Osborn | Peter B Parker
[info]goblinglider
2019-12-02 03:45 am UTC (link)
Harry winced as he rushed over to the person he'd hit. This definitely wasn't the way he'd wanted to meet someone new. Who was going to want to talk to the kid who'd just smacked you in the face with snow for no reason? He was messing up this attempt at making new friends right from the start. His father would be so... disappointed.

Harry stopped when he got close enough, staring up at the guy he'd hit. There was something vaguely familiar about him. He was older, obviously, and there was some grey in his hair but Harry was sure he knew the guy or he'd seen him before? Somewhere. Maybe he just reminded him of someone. That had to be it. Harry hadn't actually gotten around to the whole new friend thing. Hadn't tried to meet new people since his arrival. He couldn't know this guy.

Or could he? He froze a little at the name, eyes going wide as he looked the older man over. "Peter Parker?" He asked, guessing wildly at the last name because... he could kind of see it now. A slight resemblance. His own Peter was still young. He hadn't made the same choices with his hair or, well, anything else. Was this what his Peter would look like older? Did he really want to think about that? Maybe he could focus on something else. Like... it didn't take him as long as he thought it would to run into a Peter who didn't know him. Did that mean he didn't have a Harry? Maybe he did. Maybe he just looked different the way this Peter looked different from his own. That had to be it. "I'm fine, yeah." He said, forcing a smile. He could do this. He was an Osborn, damnit. He could get through an awkward social situation with the grace and poise that befitted his name. "I'm Harry. I just arrived not too long ago."

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Harry Osborn | Peter B Parker - [info]pbandparker, 2019-12-02 04:19 am UTC
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Nyx Ulric and Thor Odinson
[info]insomniashero
2019-12-03 05:16 pm UTC (link)
It wasn't in his nature to avoid a good time, and especially after getting a good healing from Aziraphale, it left the Glaive eager to get out and about to work out his fresh and healed body. Not knowing where Lunafreya was exactly only having note that she was joining in the mass snow war, he was amidst his own mind looking for his princess.

Of course, instead of finding his blonde beauty his eyes fell on a man he had not had the most interaction with as of yet. The man he knew as Loki's brother, and generally a good guy from all he saw. So, instead of furthering his search for Lunafreya, he would approach the man who would likely be eager to take part in the war games coming, and lets be honest - a god like man as Thor was, would make an excellent teammate.

Holding up a hand in greeting, Nyx called out. "Hey!" And with the man's attention Nyx continued. "Thor, right? Loki's brother?" Finishing just for the confirmation of that before holding his handout to the man. "Nyx. Loki has told me about you." Limited amount, but told him. "I hear there is a fierce battle amidst the snow taking place," A devious smirk crossed his own lips. "What say you, we team up and dominate the playing field."

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Nyx Ulric and Thor Odinson
[info]strngestavenger
2019-12-03 05:52 pm UTC (link)
Thor was never one to run away from any battles. Normally he went running in shouting, ready to fight the good fight all the way to victory. He sill had a tendency to do that but this wasn't a real battle. It was a way to entertain themselves in the snow. Thor still knew he'd win, of course, and gloat in all his revels with a pint of space booze at Pancho's later. That actually sounded pretty great.

He was considering his options, however, because he wasn't entirely certain if there were rules, or if there were specific sides in the war. He thought about fighting on his own; he'd done that plenty as well and felt confident he'd win.

Before he could decide what tactic to take, he heard a voice and saw someone coming toward him. Thor recognized Nyx, and knew of him more through his brother. "Aye, indeed, I am Thor, God of Thunder. If Loki has spoken of me then I am not certain it would be accurate, depending on his mood at the time of the conversation." Or if Thor had recently messed up his soaps or kitchen. "Before we align ourselves, what skills do you possess? Have you thrown a circular collection of snow prior to this day?"

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Nyx Ulric and Thor Odinson
[info]insomniashero
2019-12-03 06:11 pm UTC (link)
And, the man was just as he expected. Imposing powerful force of godly abilities. Also just as Loki had said, and likely also not likely as Loki said. Really, as much as Nyx liked Loki, it might be best to take what the man had to say regarding people and things. Regardless of those things, Nyx laughed at Thor's probable true and absolutely accurate assessment on Loki.

"Well, I personally much rather take opportunities to make my own assessment." Nyx reassured the other man.

"Skills?" Nyx raised both of his eyebrows. This was already going to prove entertaining. "I assure you, I'll be an adept ally." Having both of his weapons on him, because what soldier left home unarmed he opted to show the god with snow instead. Crouching he started forming a snowball. "Snowball." Nyx corrected Thor. "But I have." He formed another one so he had two. The Glaive walked some feet away from Thor still keeping his casual air about him. "Though for skills," Nyx spun around throwing the first snowball. Nyx had missed Thor and the ball went past Thor about a foot away, but it was the thing after that mattered. Nyx vanished in blue particles just to warp and reappear behind Thor grabbing the snowball he had throw, crushing it in the process. Nyx at that point lightly threw the second snowball at Thor's back to convey the point of his usefulness.

"So. Do I make the cut, mighty Thunder God?" Nyx asked with a smirk.

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Octane and OTA
[info]ridetheoctrain
2019-12-05 05:37 pm UTC (link)
Octane was running, surprisingly from a battle and not towards it. Being placed on a team with Wraith and his good ole buddy Mirage he was figuring they would have the upper hand, but when Mirage was so elegantly gassed out by the evil scientist Caustic, well, he could also only run so fast from toxic gasses that would do very terrible things to anyone who breathed it in, and as good as his own breathing mask on his face was - well, it wasn't that good.

Doing a quick spin, he saw the other team still chasing them down and naturally firing a ridiculous amount of bullets at them. Sounds of bullets whizzing by close enough to make his outer shield shimmer blue. Well that was wasn't good. That was actually very, very bad. With a whirl he caught up to Wraith was was recharging her shield. "Hey. I think we need a rift!" Octane shouted over the rattle of his automatic weapon back at the incoming team. Hearing his teammate rip open the portal through dimensions, Octane only had to wait a few moments, before he was too jumping into the warp.

Except he didn't come out anywhere he really recognized. Appearing out of nowhere from Wraith's portal, he landed in snow which was right but this town was... archaic? Quaint? Cute? It was hella cute. Little peaked roofs, and shutters, and... wait! Focus!

Which was hard when from his he felt the impact. The wet slop hitting him. With the thump of the snowball Octane reeled back clutching his heart before dropping to his back. "I was hit!" This gave him a moment to reconsider what was happening in this moment. He went in one place, came out another, but not his another. This was a different kinder another than what he was just in, where they fight warfare with snowballs. Well, the big surprise would be the the R-301 didn't fire snowballs. When he heard the person approaching Octane moved by springing himself up to this feet, pointing the weapon at other.

"Oi, amigo." Octavio stated. "First one free, but I'm much quicker than I look." There was a pause as this person didn't seem very... threatening? Also odd, which showed as the weapon lowered. Octane lifted his goggles. "Why aren't you trying to kill me?" Looking around. "We're not on World's Edge are we?"

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Octane and Sirius Black
[info]beingsirius
2019-12-05 08:07 pm UTC (link)
Sirius had been biding his time -- throwing snowballs at pretty much anyone in his vicinity before laughing and darting off, yes, but also biding his time. Because Remus Lupin was his ultimate target, and Sirius was saving his pummeling for last. The true, real show down. No one would survive it. Probably not even Sirius and Remus.

But between throwing and darting and then throwing some more, Sirius had sort of just stopped paying attention to who he was throwing snowballs at. So when he lobbed one at someone's head it took him a second to realize that he didn't even know that someone. Not at all. Not even a little bit.

"Oi!" He returned after a moment of wide (innocent) eyed staring. The gun was a bit unexpected. Not something he couldn't deal with easily, but it was best not to start meetings with violence, Sirius liked to think. "You're new!"

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Octane and Sirius Black
[info]ridetheoctrain
2019-12-05 09:28 pm UTC (link)
Well, the response wasn't exactly what he was expecting, not that Octane was overly aware of what the response he was supposed to receive. Stark difference from being almost gassed to death and shot at. Plus this man was easily very nice. Warm?

Nice and warm, something Octavio could appreciate.

"I'm new!" Octane announced triumphantly. As if it might have been his intention the whole time. "Of course! New me, new place, new adventure!" The combatant rattled off at the other man. "This is exactly where I expected to land, right iiiiiiiinnnn..." Octane trailed off before leaning in to the other man, rifle no longer pointed at his greeting party. "Pst," Octane whispered. "Where is here anyway, and hypothetically if one wanted to return to where they were going how would they do that," He looked around as if what was being shared was going to be a secret. "Y'know. Hypothetically... asking for a friend sort of way." Octane nudged the man some as if they were long lost friends.

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