pirateangelbaby: (Norway - at Odin's Tower)
Thor Odinson, God of Thunder, King of Asgard ([personal profile] pirateangelbaby) wrote2019-06-15 09:04 am
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Even a God Can Need a Friend [Open to friends]

[OOC: This post and its threads may contain Endgame spoilers. Potential trigger warnings include depression, alcohol abuse, and suicidal thoughts. (See the bottom section of Thor's updated permissions page for more detail on relevant warnings, Thor’s triggers, and a disclaimer about his narration style.) If you intend to tag Thor and are sensitive to this kind of content, please let me know before we begin so that I can provide a safer roleplay experience for you. Individual threads on this post will not be warned for on a case by case basis.

Thor has left his current address with the remaining Avengers, Loki ([personal profile] coldsong), Prometheus ([personal profile] liverfree), and Sif ([personal profile] lady_sif). Other close friends are welcome to visit by getting coordinates from those listed, which may be done offscreen (of the Avengers, Rocket is the most likely to be out and about in the Nexus right now) - if in doubt, please ask the relevant mun. This post is intended to provide Thor with moral support as he grapples with his mental health; each thread will be treated as though it is a different day entirely so his mood and the immediate setting may vary. I do not mind slow tags, and this post will be perpetually open for a long while, so don't worry if you can't get to it right away but still want to play.]


Above the Arctic Circle, in the far north of Norway, the village formerly known as Henningsvær sprawls out across a tiny chain of islands. Despite the approach of summer, the weather is cool and overcast, sea breezes often sweeping through the narrow streets. For those approaching by road, the small single-lane bridge leading from the mainland now boasts a hand-painted sign in Norsk and Asgardian runes welcoming visitors to Asvera, which the local humans have taken to calling New Asgard. Population: 832.

Though much of the world still feels half-empty and apocalyptic, there is little of that here. Asgard has filled the empty spaces, each house claimed and occupied, as well as several hotels that once served seasonal tourists. Fishing boats come and go from the harbor, dock workers hard at work learning to repair nets and lines, others processing the day’s catch for consumption. There is no market, no selling of goods; everything is distributed communally through the grocery on the main island, every citizen entitled to a share, every citizen expected to work to support the others, save for the children who are too young.

The village is quiet, but busy. There is always work to be done, or new skills to learn to survive in their new home. The king, however, may not be so easy to find. Here in the tiny Norwegian village, there is no golden palace to give visitors a place to start looking. Perhaps it’s best to ask for directions.
lokilowkey: (Brotherly love)

[personal profile] lokilowkey 2019-08-27 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
The doubletakes earn a cheeky sort of grin and a playful bow from the child Trickster when he spots them. He doesn't mean any mischief, but he's clever enough to make the connection of what they likely remember, and so leans into the expectation just a little.

"My thanks, ser!" The kronan is absolutely exciting to run across, and Loki has to reign in his multitudes of curious questions in the face of his self-appointed mission to Find Thor. Though that doesn't stop him asking for a selfie with him- Leigh would undoubtedly be delighted to see proof he was making friends.

In her dry, disapproving of his shenanigans way that was.

Youth certainly means it's quick enough for the godling to dart towards the house, mindful at least in his enthusiasm not to trample any of the furrows. And by some miracle doesn't slam the door open with how easily it swings inward at his touch. He pauses only a moment, curious gaze skipping over the place Thor had chosen for himself, while Ikol flutters over to land on the arm of the sofa, clearly judging the God of Thunder's brackets.

"Thor!" If he didn't notice, well this was his warning, the tiny Trickster all but bounding across the room to claim his other-dimensional brother in a great bearhug. Or well. As great a one as his tiny arms could manage. Surely enthusiasm made up for that detail though?
lokilowkey: (Luc | We're having fun right?)

[personal profile] lokilowkey 2019-08-27 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It absolutely is a magpie, tail twitching as it hops up onto the back of the sofa, critical eye skipping over what Thor had been doing. "Your brackets are crooked."

"Ikol, be nice," Loki chided from Thor's embrace, grin widening as he peered up at him. "I came to the Nexus to visit you, and they told me you were in this town so I came here! You all found a much nicer place to set up shop than the Asgardians back home did, everything's all sand and rocks around Asgardia and the humans there are kind of... cranky about us being there."

He huffed as if annoyed by that before shaking his head. "But that's not the point! I've been practicing and I learned a new trick!"

Because of course the first thing he would do is beeline to Thor to show him.
lokilowkey: (Loser~)

[personal profile] lokilowkey 2019-08-27 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
It is, and isn't, and likely isn't the best thing to consider while one is drunk. Only headaches lie that way. Ikol however just fluffs his wings and ruff, with a lazy sort of blink. "I'm not one for hammering."

The small Loki could if needed be gentle. But in his excitement he was a bit more enthusiastic and admittedly a bit impatient to show off for Thor. And generally just enjoying being around him in general, nodding cheerily at the question posed. "I did! I'll show you!" He wasted no time in grabbing Thor by the hand, not at all put off by the cold metal of it as he tugged, intending to lead him over to sit on the sofa if Thor let him. "Come sit, so you don't accidentally trample me in your stunned surprise!"
lokilowkey: (SO COME AT ME THEN)

[personal profile] lokilowkey 2019-08-27 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Said magpie hopped along the sofa's back once Thor had sat, giving the man's hair a considering once-over. Gods but someone needed to take a brush to him. Maybe he could bully Loki into bullying Thor into letting his hair be taken care of. It's unseemly for a god to be in such a state.

The small Loki beamed at the assurance, especially once it's clear that Thor is letting him call the shots here. Once he was settled, the child hopped back a step, all but bursting with energy. "Okay so it'll just take a moment here..." And he was really hoping he could manage it a second time- it would be embarrassing otherwise! It did take a bit for anything to start happening though, but Thor would likely find it somewhat familiar, that mirage-like ripple of the boy's shape, that disappated only to leave an even smaller fox in it's wake, with perked ears and a big lolling grin.

"Tadah!"