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Who: Everyone
What: The open July log.
When: The month of July.
Where: All over.
Notes: N/A

July Open Log

Time to shine, sparkle and become renewed.

So the fighting has finished, the filtering system is turned back on and the water has retreated. Of course, all that water rushing in and having been there for so long means that there is a giant mess in most parts of the Sphere, where water alternated between coming up to one’s ankles, all the way to one’s knees. Even the smaller private domes were affected with lesser amounts of water, leaving dirt and sediment and kelp behind along with an assortment of other sea life.

Now we all remember what happened last time something grew inside the Sphere right? Thankfully, there’s been a fair amount of supplies that have been accrued, and it involves gloves, face masks and a good damn amount of bleach to go with those large scrub brushes. There’s also huge pails of soapy water that are used to clean up things from the bleach. Everything is wet and it smells a bit like an indoor swimming pool, but it’s definitely safer to be safe than sorry.

So pick up a brush and pitch in. Those who do may find a little extra something from the Council delivered to their homes in a basket. Those who don’t may find themselves a little bit on the Council’s unofficial shitlist. And given that Max runs the Black Market, it’s not a great place to find yourself. Maybe you were sort of shoved towards this and were doing it haphazardly. Maybe you give a damn. Either way, food and water will come to you, and everyone will be better once this place is cleaned up.

Or so people keep telling ya anyway.

about that bucket of water that you’re wearing.

Of course, if there’s one thing that history and eighties movies have taught us, it’s that where there’s giant buckets of soapy water around, and hoses, and big sponges, then there’s bound to be one thing that happens: a water fight. And a big one at that. Kids (or kids at heart) have been not so subtlety wandering around with buckets filled with cold water, or sponges dipped in them and a few of them have hoses. There’s no bleach in them thankfully (because it’s all fun and games until someone gets a chemical burn) but the water fight is a good way to let off some of the tension that the folks in the Sphere have been getting up too.

So are you a victim, or are you a perpetrator. Do you care either way? But it doesn’t matter because this fight is huge and when there’s this much water flying around, there really isn’t any space for anyone to be a bystander here. Sorry.

with a suitcase full of summertime

Do y’all know what we happened to miss while we were underwater?! The summer solstice. And once things are all cleaned and cleared up, your resident summertime goddess ain’t gonna let it pass without knowing it, and it’s something the inhabitants of the Sphere take to like ducks to water. Wine and dancing is flowing all around and there’s a few fiddlers and jazz musicians dancing around. Because when the queen of the underworld prods ya gently, you get up and do it.

As the night and people’s alcohol levels rise, people start to become more daring with the fire. After all, everything is all cleaned but probably still slightly damp from what had happened, so there’s no problem with people swinging poi around, or using hula hoops set alight. There are even some among us who happen to be going out and jumping over bonfires in order to create good luck for the new year to great cheers of the people around them.

and baby you should see me in a (flower) crown

Do you know what else is a thing during this? Flower crowns. There are tons of flower crowns and various people are sitting around and teaching people how to make their own. The materials, including fresh flowers of all varieties are scattered around the field in the agricultural dome, and people are sitting criss-cross applesauce in order to add ribbons to the stems. For those people who are loathe to wear them, it almost becomes a game for other people to plant them on those resilient folks heads. People use magic or guile or just plain old tossing them in order to make it so that they land on people’s heads. More than that, a group of people will audibly cheer each time one lands. (And of course jeer when they lose one.)

exploration: teeth and bones.

After what had happened, there really is no putting back the seals on the doors to the places that were opened up, even though the council has tried with some of them. There are some doors that are deemed too dangerous to let anyone go inside of (lava and ghosts are not good things to let loose inside the Sphere, no matter how fun it would be at the time) but the door in the infirmary (in the morgue) needs to be open for practical purposes. Which may not be great for people who work in the infirmary, but there it is.

Once people drop through a hatched hole in the floor of the morgue, there’s tunnels extended out for several hundred yards, into the dark. If you have a flashlight, it’s clear to see that here and there the walls are etched with Latin, carved into the stone of the tunnels themselves in what looks more than a little bit like scratches rather than anything that resembles tool marks. The words are repeated at first, over and over: ”cave veniunt!" And "ossa et dentibus illius ruminandum!" Along with the repeated: “cave.”

The skeletons inside are supposed to have been all taken care of, but you can’t help the uneasy feeling that moves down your neck in the darkness, or the way that you can swear you can hear more than a little bit of a hiss of bone. There are things discarded here on the floor of the hallway, gathering more value with the deeper that you go, but is it worth being down here in the dark with the dead for that?

let's go to the movies, let's go see the stars

So, Alex made a post, and then she went and badgered Max into giving them the money to do it, so in the middle of the merchant dome, a large screen has been set up, and there’s space for people to have blankets or chairs from home set up in front of the screen. Various vendors have set up carts or stalls here and there, selling the sort of foods that one would expect at the movies (popcorn, homemade candies, soda, juice, wine and beer, nachos and that sort of thing) along with some that one may not expect: (full curry dinners, burgers, basically a bit like a food truck festival. If you can imagine it it’s there.)

Before the movie, there’s cartoons running, some familiar, and some not, and this is an event that people have seemed to have taken to well. Children run around here taken with the idea for the movie, and it’s a fun, summery festive sort of atmosphere with a community vibe, despite the wine and beer for sale.

we're heckling! it's good to be heckling again!

Well, at least until the movie starts anyway. Groundhog Day has a fair bit wrong with it honestly, and people are taking notice of that. After all, it was from the 80s, a period that wasn’t exactly known for its political correctness or sensitivity. And there’s the small fact that Bill Murry is kind of the worst as well. So, there are some people who have taken issue with the movie that has been chosen. Those people are definitely taking the Mystery Science Theatre approach to this movie, while others are taking issue with them doing that.

So which crowd do you join? Are you watching the movie quietly? Are you joining in the hecklers? Either way, it definitely seems like a fun night out.

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Thor Odinson | MCU | OTA

[elevatorisnotworthy]

with a suitcase full of summertime. (reposted from my TDM if anyone wants to continue that thread. TDM THREAD HERE.]

[It looked like Thor had arrived just in time. He grinned as he walked around, taking in the revels of the people in his midst. Men, women, he smiled at them all, taking a drink when he's offered. Another one places a ring of flowers around his neck. He nods his head gratefully in thanks. He smiles, moving to listen to the musicians, sipping the wine and letting it all just flow around him.

It allowed him not to think of anything but that moment. The rest, the past, all of it a delicate way to distract him from what he should have been thinking about. The past, the losses, it's all pushed away. He doesn't want to think about any of that, he just wants to eat and drink. He wants to dance and forget, happy when the sun goes down and the fires come out.

The sun would not shine on him for a while.

Thor grins, running up to one of the larger bonfires. Good luck, they say. Well, then who is he to not enjoy the moment. Finishing his drink, he drops his chalice on the ground and runs, jumping high and easily clearing bonfire with a few inches beneath him. He yells, throwing his hands in the air as he turns around.]

And that's how a God does it. Yeah!

teeth and bones.

[Thor could not understand what the problem was. His ax and his lightning could give off light, well some of it anyway. He had heard that it might be in their best benefit to come down here and look around. Being in a new place, he wanted to explore. A good distraction from the world that he'd come from.

To be fair, one glance around the darkened room made him think he was in Valhalla. All the bones that littered the ground made him doubt that there was anything else of value. Still, it was better than going back. Anything would give him a clue, information he could use and barter with.

Or so he hoped.]

Come come. Don't fall behind...

wildcard.

[Want to do that thing? Another thing? Try me.]

continued from TDM

[itsnothingpersonal]

from here

[From far beyond Loki's expectations, Odin had called him son, had expressed pride, had been impressed with what Loki had been able to accomplish. He'd been unable to speak as his father's great essence had faded, gone to his mother's side. All he'd ever wanted was to be accepted, to be loved equally to Thor, and he'd gotten it, but at what cost? He'd hardly been given purchase to process it, either, with everything that happened afterward.

Now, here they were, the only remaining pieces of their dysfunctional family and he was at a loss for words again. Let us not discuss them, Thor suggested. He was more than happy to oblige. Expressing himself had never been a skill of his, but hesitantly, he returned his brother's embrace, patting the God of Thunder's back gently. It was difficult to rob Loki of words, but Thor had been doing it regularly of late...he couldn't be more proud to call him brother.

Or himself Odinson. For the first time in nearly ten years, it felt...good. Right, even.]

Re: continued from TDM

[elevatorisnotworthy]

[The last thing Thor wanted to do was render his brother speechless. And yet, clearly, he had done just that. The fact that his brother was at a loss for words was not lost on Thor, as he also didn't know what to say. To go from weeping over his brother's body to being able to hug and revel with him once more made tears slip down Thor's cheeks.

Reluctantly, he pulled away from Loki, reaching up to wipe his eyes. He smiled, an awkward smiled that probably looked quite doofish on his features.] We should catch up, brother. Time is a fickle thing here. I know not where or when you come from. What is the last thing you remember?

You must help me with this place, brother. I feel a bit lost. I have not been here long and some things are very confusing to me.

[itsnothingpersonal]

[The embrace Loki could handle, but the tears? He clears his throat after the hug ends, taking a step back and busying his attention by smoothing down his coat.]

En route to Earth, we encountered a massive vessel of unknown origin. My vision blurred and I awoke here. [His eyes dart toward Thor's new axe again.] I'm glad to see we survived the meeting.

[elevatorisnotworthy]

[Thor turned, appearing to pour himself some more drink, not wanting to look Loki in the eye. Just as the ship had approached, that's the last thing his brother remembered. At least he was saved some pain, Thor mused to himself.]

The meeting. Brother... That was Thanos' ship. He...

[Thor chugged his drink down very fast and then poured himself another.]

Many of our people did not survive that meeting. Including Heimdall...

[His voice trailed off and he hoped that was why Loki would understand the tears.]

[itsnothingpersonal]

[Loki's jaw worked at the news. He may have, at times, had a dubious position in their kingdom, but all he'd really wanted was the love of their people, and of his family. He'd returned with a vessel fully intending to save them, and to know his past had caught up with all of them, that-

He swallows the emotions, or at least he tries, taking a ragged breath.]

I see. [His next breath was smoother.] We should see stronger drink.

Copied from the TDM lol

[minus1twin]

Thor?

[Wanda is wearing a dark dress with her usual boots and jewelry to match. Her long red hair is hanging loose around her shoulders looking more like fire in the dancing light of the large bonfire. He doesn't look like the Thor that she remembers last but she's already learned that there are inconsistencies to this place and the times at which people are taken from.

Her lips quirk into a light smile as warmth touches her misty green eyes.]

It's good to see you. It looks like you're having fun.

[She's glad to see him like this.]

( so sorry, trying to play catch up hi )

[elevatorisnotworthy]

Lady Wanda!

[Thor smiled and made his way over to her as well. Stepping forward, he gives her a light hug, careful not to squeeze too tight with the Midgardian. It is good to see her, making him wonder who else might be here as well.]

Yes, well, it is hard not to make fun when you have ale and fire. How are you? I have not seen you in a while. I thought you were one of the snapped.

You're all good!

[minus1twin]

[Her lips press together in a thin line as if to consider her thoughts before giving voice to them.]

I was. [There isn't any sadness in her tone but a difficulty. She hasn't spoken about Thanos or her last few memories from home with anyone. She's had some time to adjust but no one to talk too. No one within the Sphere has a full context for the conflict and she doesn't want to weigh her worries on those who might.]

The Avengers brought us back. [She might just leave it at that for now.] Everyone.

Which means- [She exhales a heavy sigh and then smiles.] Somehow you are from my past. [It's been explained to her but it's still a little strange.]

Re: You're all good!

[elevatorisnotworthy]

[The god of thunder nodded his head. As she spoke, his smile faded and he took a step back to regard her. There was a sadness in his eyes, a light that just didn't seem to reach them. He had been devastated when the others all disappeared. He had felt like such a failure.]

I... I'm really glad to hear that. [Even if he didn't have a reference for it, he was happy to hear all of them had returned. He doubted Loki fell into that category, but he didn't dare ask.]

Your past... [He blinks, contemplating it.] Ah, yes. You are from the returned and I have not... We have not... We were still mourning and looking for answers. Captain Rogers was especially displeased. I... I'm sorry. I come from just after you had disappeared.

[minus1twin]

[Wanda gently shakes her head. There is so much she wants to tell him but she doesn't. The future is to be lived through, not explained, and she knows that Thor will understand that.]

It's alright. [She lightly pats his hand before raising her own drink to click gently against his.] You and Steve find answers. [It takes everyone but those are more details that Wanda doesn't feel right getting into.]

Even if you don't remember. We should celebrate.

[To a future that he'll get to soon enough.]

continued from tdm

[toivory]

from here

[She knew of no living gods in her world. But there were other worlds here, worlds unlike her own. There were other kings, other queens, other royals. There were many gods in her world, so who was she to deny a man what was his in his world? Or who he was there, when she had no knowledge. That would be ignorant, and she was not here for a fight.]

I confess, I have not heard of you, Prince Thor, for we have no Lightning God in Westeros. [She takes his hand.] Stark. Sansa of House Stark, Queen in the North. [He used titles, so would she.]

Re: continued from tdm

[elevatorisnotworthy]

Queen Sansa, House of Stark, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Are you related to Tony as well?

Westeros. I fear I have not heard of your realm either. It must be beyond the reaches of the nine that Asgard is sworn to protect. Still, it is an honour to meet you. Pity it is under such trapped circumstances. Perhaps I shall fetch you a drink and we can share stories of battle and valor.

[toivory]

I apologize, but I've never head of a Tony in my family.

[And unless her father had fathered a true bastard, which she highly highly doubted, there were none.]

It is a pity- but should you ever arrive in Westeros, you are welcome in the North. [His formal sensibilities suit her better than most of the people she's spoken here with. It's refreshing.

Who could say no to such a generous offer? I'd like nothing so much, Prince Thor. Thank you.

[elevatorisnotworthy]

Ah, that saddens me, but it could be a popular surname. Where I come from, there is a man in my world named Tony Stark. He is quite brilliant with science and technology... When he's not arguing with people.

[Honestly, he doubted that the two were related, but it was too much of a coincidence to not mention.]

Please, just call me Thor, Lady Sansa. I am not longer a Prince here. [Technically, he was a King, even if he was a terrible one at that.] You are welcome. I think we should share tales of our home worlds as well. I long to hear about this Westeros and you would love Asgard, I just know it.

[toivory]

In your world, perhaps.

[The Stark name was whittled down to just a few.]

He sounds like no Stark I know. [science and technology were a sort of magic to her.]

Then you must call me Sansa. [Good to know his philosophy was similar to her own.] Of course- tell me all sorts of stories and I will gladly return the favor. I can tell you of the old kings, of new kings, betrayals and battles. I warn you, I have only seen battles from afar, but it is those tales I now know best.

Continued from the TDM

[winebending]

At his attempt at flirting, she simply rolls her eyes with a smirk. She's not against it, and getting to know another land dweller would be beneficial. "I would prefer that drink, but if you must burn yourself in the fire, be my guest."

Re: Continued from the TDM

[elevatorisnotworthy]

"The fire can wait. In truth, the fire will not be going anywhere, I am sure." He chuckled, motioning for her to join him. "I think you are better company than the fire anyway, m'lady."

[winebending]

"Mera, and I should hope so." She tales a moment to look to the ocean outside, watches a few fish swim by that most of the land dwellers here can't see. "There are better things than fire anyway." Crossing past the fire, she makes her way to where he's headed.

"This is your first time here, isn't it?" Not to this sort of celebration, but this world. She'd not seen him in the evacuees, she'd seen many in her assisting in the evacuation. She also hadn't seen him when she was checking for breaches in the structure of the sphere.

[elevatorisnotworthy]

"Like the lure of the water?" He stares out at the ocean as well. Some people are earth dwellers. Others prefer the watery depths. Thor knew them all and he respected them.

Thor sighed, pouring two glasses of wine and handing one to her. "Alas, do I stand out so badly?" He reached up, motioning above them. "I just arrived, have not been here long. Only just settling in, so to speak. How long have you been here?"

[winebending]

Mera takes the glass, staring down at the liquid for a moment. Wine, this had saved her life once. Soon enough, she turns her attention to Thor with a slight smirk. "Was it that obvious?" She takes a drink of her wine, looking at it again for a moment. So this is how all that wine must have tasted. It's a shame, but it'd also saved her life. "That," She gestures to the outside, "Is what I'm used to. All this is completely new."

wildcard: cleaning up

[like_quicksilver]

[Gyda's been helping with the clean up for what felt like two hours now. Her clothes are drenched and with the mask and gloves, she felt she was wearing a strange sort of armor and all she needed was goggles and flippers to complete the look.

She's getting something to drink when she sees him. Having seen the thunder god already in Riverview, she easily recognized him, however she also knew of 'doubles as well.] Did you get roped into this too?

[She couldn't see Thor scrubbing up anything otherwise.]

Re: wildcard: cleaning up

[elevatorisnotworthy]

[Thor looked over at her, smiling slightly. No, he did not get roped into this. The idea makes him chuckle, as he believes that nobody could make him do something he didn't want to. After all, he was the God of Thunder. He was the Mighty Thor.]

Ah, no, I offered to help. It is the least that I can do. They did for us. It is not something I am usually good at, but as long as I try not to break anything, I think I will survive.

I'm sorry, have we met?

gdi, I didn't know about the font.

[like_quicksilver]

[She frowned, wondering if he knew of other worlds. She decided to play it safe.] We have, but not in this world. The world I was in before, called Riverview, you were there for a short while. My name is Gyda, Ragnarsdottir, and in my original home, we had stories of you and gods-of Odin, Frigg, and Freya.

[She handed him the drink.] It's cider, but I don't think it's the alcoholic kind.

and then i replied to the post instead of your comment and took 5ever to fix it

[sauntervaguelydownward]

That's a mighty big boast. Ever gone up against a demon? We're about to put your skills to the test.

[ He positively grins, nodding his head toward where the drinks have been located all evening. ]