hadriel_logs | World Log: Tundra Arrival

Who: All characters in the city
What: The log for the city's arrivel on the ice planet
Where: All around the city
When: November 21st-November 30th
Warnings: None

You all get some warning to prepare, which is great. A little time to stock up on supplies, make sure everything's where it supposed to be, call your friends in from their fishing boats. And then the city moves. It happens in the blink of an eye - one moment you're on islands, surrounded by ocean, and the next? The next you're surrounded by frozen ground, the temperature has dropped significantly, and even the sky looks different. The air has a bite to it, that familiar feeling telling you it's thinking about snowing soon. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday soon.

The city has rearranged itself back into that old, familiar shape, instead of spread out across islands like it was a moment ago. Maybe that'll make things easier for you, maybe it won't, but it also means the return of the lake and river that used to bisect the city - only now they're frozen over. This climate also means it'll be hard for any plants not otherwise protected to survive - and that you, too, will start feeling that cold if you're away from a warm place for too long.

And warm places might be in short supply, because when the city moved the gods did not. What does that mean for you? Well, whatever supplies are in the shops at the moment the city moves are the only ones left. No new food supplies, no new clothing, nothing. In addition, the power across the whole city is out, including water and heating. Anything else powered or supplied by gods (the hot springs, the mopeds, what's left of the orchard, the armory, the GPS) will not work.

You're on your own. Try not to die.

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[she's not gonna cry, the anger's taking over and it's all aimed at a purple skinned shitskid named Thanos]

Okay. Okay. [she paces back and forth, raking her hand through her hair intermittently for a while] Motherfucker. Okay. [she continues to pace, muttering obscenities under her breath.

after a while, she stops short and looks at him, eyes burning] D'you think he has a soul? Or a spirit? Anything like that.

[Wow okay whoa whoa he sees where this is going now and he is not a fan.]

Okay, um. First of all, I'm a scientist, not a theologist, so I really couldn't tell you. Sorry, another joke. I need to stop that. Um, second? Oh my God please do not even think of going all Ghostbusters on Thanos. If the combined force of the Avengers and the Space Idiots couldn't stop him, I don't know that one pissed off Grim Reaper would stand much more of a chance!

[she holds her hands up]

No, no, no, I'd be fine. 'Cause he can't kill what's already dead. And for another. . . if he has a soul or a spirit, I might have an ace in the hole.

'Cause the thing is, another Reaper ripped out a guy's soul while he was living. I heard about it. Guy was a real asshole. But after ripping the soul out, he was all nicey, nicey, wanting to make peace with all humanity. So maybe if you got me in close enough, I could rip out his soul and make him take the whole thing back.

O-okay. Maybe that's possible. Maybe. Maybe? If someone could get you that close to him, it could probably work. But-- okay, I need you to understand something. Thanos didn't just kill us, okay? He unmade us. I literally disintegrated into like nothing, okay?

[he pauses and takes a deep breath, and then turns away and paces around a little before rubbing at his forehead in frustration. He's not upset with her at all, but even just giving her the cliff notes version of his final moments has suddenly hit him pretty hard. It wasn't a good time, to say the least.]

I... I don't know if he still even has the ability to do that, much less take it back, but if he still can, I don't think being dead would help you.

Edited 2019-01-02 01:58 (UTC)

[she's still pacing around like a maniac and shaking her head periodically, trying to find the answer to a problem that started way before she was aware it was a problem in the first place]

If they could get me to him, it would work. I take souls. That's what I do. It's gotta be good for something, other than death.

If--[she sounds a little desperate]--if it's been unmade, it can be made again. Somehow. Jesus, the physics of this are killing me. Not literally. You know what I mean. But it could help me. He rips my arm off, I just grab on tighter with the other arm.

[HE'S SORRY GEORGE he actually feels really bad about getting her all worked up over this, and for not having like any helpful answers.]

This is assuming we can even figure out a way to go to different worlds. And I honestly, like really don't want to think about Thanos ripping your arm off.

[THE ONLY ONE WHO SHOULD BE SORRY IS THANOS, THAT FUCKWAD. sorry for literally all the things. that bug he stepped on yesterday? sorry for that. eating meat? way sorry for that. HIS ENTIRE EXISTENCE? MAJOR. LEAGUE. SORRYS]

We're gonna figure out a way and we're going to figure out a way to hand him his ass. And he's not gonna rip off my arm. Promise.

[But he's not sorry though, because he thinks he's the good guy. And that makes him like double dangerous.]

I... really don't mean to be a total downer, but he's already won once? I'm not going to let my hopes get too high.

[if/when she gets ahold of his soul, he will be SORRY FOR ALL THE THINGS SHE TELLS HIM TO BE SORRY ABOUT. and all she has to do is not piss him off and he'll stay that way.

she sighs] I'm not too good at getting my hopes up to start out with. But I'm stubborn as fuck which has to count for something?

[Just don't get a moon dropped on you George]

Stubborn's good. I mean, being stubborn's gotten me this far, so. Maybe you're right. Maybe it does count for something.

[What that something may be, exactly, he has no idea. But it's a start?]

[all it would do is piss her off. more than she already is]

Okay. Okay. It's a thought. It's a plan. All I gotta do is convince the right people it could work. Who are those other people?

[as long as she has a plan, she's okay]

[You're just so full of piss, George]

The, uh. Avengers, I guess. Assuming they survived.

[and vinegar, don't forget!]

Okay. The Avengers. [a pause] Got an address?

[OF COURSE, how could I forget]

Yeah, I'll uh. You know what, I'll text it to you? That way you'll have it for like. Just in case.

[AND HE DOES THAT]

[NEVAR. NEVAR FORGET]

Okay, waiting for the text. [and once she receives it] Oh-ho! The oh so mysterious Mr. Stark! Seems like I might get a chance to know him better.

[AND THAT'S THE NAME THAT REALLY STICKS OUT AT HER]

He uh. Might actually be stranded in space or something. I don't actually know. Things got weird.

[There is nothing mysterious about that crazy bastard JUST SAYIN]

Stranded in space? Things woulda have to get weird to end up stranded in space.

[if/when she meets him, they'll either get along like gangbusters or hate each other's guts, there will be no middle ground]

Yeah, we kinda stole a space ship. It was pretty cool.

[It will either be awesome or juuuust the worst.]

How do you kinda steal a space ship?

[there must be a happy medium somewhere?]

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