Some Reality Web

Loki?

I thought we were beyond such childish antics!

Are you still mad about Get Help? Because it worked.

No matter, I will find you.

[Texts: Steve Rogers]

» Hey, can I ask a favor?

[Texts: Five Hargreeves]

» I need a drink.
» I mean, like... a margarita the size of my head.

If you can't drink or do drugs, how do you even celebrate anything?


Do I get a cake that says "Good job on your 100th attempt to be sober"?

And if I do, can it be chocolate with sprinkles?

Happy one month to me.

[Filtered away from Thor]
This place really gives you whiplash, doesn't it?

If anyone needs me, I'll be out tonight, I think I need to clear my head.

I think I've got a handle on this thing? I understand it's been at least a hundred years but the advances in technology are far more than I think I could have expected.

My name is Captain Steve Trevor which I think I'm allowed to say? We're not in I mean, they don't even exist here any longer and I suppose I might need a hand settling in here. What, exactly is our purpose? This "Jubilant Entity" must have some reason for gathering everyone here.

[Bruce + Lyra]

I have the necklace ready, if you'd like to come by the apartment.

I'M TOO EXCITED TO SLEEP!!!