War Is Coming Communications.

November 25th, 2014

November 25th, 2014

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Hey, what's up?

I feel like all of you -- and me -- I feel like we need to have a little talk to get a few things straight. Seems like a lot of you, well, you might be familiar with a world like mine. Maybe you've watched some movies with Edward Norton or Eric Bana -- and if you have, I'm sorry. Maybe you think I should look a lot more like the affable love interest in 13 Going on 30 or maybe you just think I'm always angry.

But, dig this, all of those things are wrong.

What I am -- and what the Hulk is is dangerous. Indestructible, incredible, irrational, irradiated -- whatever you want to call it, the Hulk, if left unchecked, could rip this city apart faster than you could say "Smash". And if you're wondering if I'm writing this to tell you that there is some trick, some way to stop him, some charm like the way music works on the Three-Headed Dog in Harry Potter? You're wrong. You can't stop him. They've tried everything from shooting me into space to greasing me up with bacon and maple syrup and leaving me in a room with Wolverine. It doesn't work. It never will.

Magic doesn't work either. We've tried that.

Why I'm telling you this is -- well, it's simple. If you see the Hulk, you run. You don't be a hero, you don't try to stop him, you don't try to reason with him, or talk him down. I can sometimes do that, and God knows, I'll be trying -- these days, I even have control most of the time. But it's not a risk anyone ought to take.

Just run.

Why am I bringing all this up?

Because there's been a lot of talk about second chances aren't something anyone deserves. I certainly didn't -- or the third, forth, or fiftieth. Second chances aren't something that are earned, either: I've saved the world a hundred times over, I'll probably save it a hundred times more because that's what I do, but it doesn't make up for any of the lives I've ruined or the worlds I've destroyed. The planets that have been shattered to ashes because I failed to intervene in time. What second chances are are a gift, they're a sign of mercy, of compassion, of civilization and of hope.

They shouldn't be taken for granted, they shouldn't be revoked without reason, they -- basically -- shouldn't be fucked with. If someone fails at their second change, maybe they should be granted a third -- maybe not. But that's decided after, not before.

Because you can fuck with a lot of things, right -- but don't fuck with people's hope.

Especially not until you can stand up, look me in the eye and tell me you know what it's like not to have any.

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[No Mikaelsons, their SOs, or Hayley]

I need advice or I dunno tips. Something.

What do you do when the man you love has a baby with another person? And its not cheating because technically he hasn't done it yet and even if he had you weren't together at that point? And she's an adorable little girl and its a good thing.

And you tried so hard to be okay with it because you don't want to be selfish.

But it hurts.

How do you make it not hurt?

Especially when you'll never be able to give him that. When you'll just always be the gir

How do I stop feeling so damn selfish?

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Hayley. Is there any reason why our infant daughter finds ducks hillarious.

I mean she can't speak yet. But ducks. Ducks are apparently the most hillarious things to exist.

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[Filtered to Marvel + Friends]
As some of you are already aware, John Garrett, former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and self-identified H.Y.D.R.A. agent, has arrived in Lawrence. He can see this post.

He has not, at this time, given any indication that he has broken the truce nor displayed current intentions to do so. He has been informed of the situation in Lawrence and has been provided an amulet to guard against possession.

Further information regarding him may be found online, or you may speak to him yourself if you so choose; or not, if you wish. I am only attempting to keep you all informed of current events. In the loop, so to speak.

Beacon Hills

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I really, really miss my dad right

So. Thanksgiving.

Skyeward Texts

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>> Its me
>> ...Ward...
>> Skye please, you need to believe I didn't know before those texts
>> And that I didn't tell you because...
>> God I was worried when he was from, what he might do
>> What happened with you and me, that wasn't a lie. You know that too
>> Can we just talk?

These texts come from a different phone, private number. Its like he's hiding or something!

No evil, Ward, Garrett, Barnes, Steve

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Lesson learned. Never meet someone you idolize. You'll just get disappointed.

No Evil

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So what exactly is there for a multidisciplinary scientist slash computer hacker to do here? I need to do something because a bored me is a really bad idea.

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[Filtered to Bruce Banner]
So I know we talked about starting our own business.

But theoretically how would you feel about taking the reigns of a company that's already turning a profit?

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[Filtered to friends*]

Does anyone have plans for Christmas, yet? I know, Thanksgiving is first. I am being optimistic and planning ahead.

(*ooc: dude this made me realise just how many friends Robin lost recently. Ouch.)

No known threats or Adrian

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I know I have some form of, well, I suppose it's PTSD? But I don't know how to get past it. Overcome it, somehow. Make the nightmares and the trembling and the jumping at nothing stop.

ETA: Is there a shooting range nearby? Somewhere I can go?

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So. Carpe Noctum was bloody brilliant. I think this town might actually be worth staying in.

But, I'm sooo going to need a wardrobe change. So, where's good? And who wants to come with, and take advantage of my uber fashionista skills.
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