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QUEEN OF THE DEAD ([personal profile] coldeternity) wrote in [community profile] thoughtformed2013-07-13 09:50 pm

[choose your own adventure log] I am Death, none can excel

Who: Hela and you!
What: The Queen of the Dead comes to New Moore
When: Various and sundry times
Where: Various and sundry places
WARNING: please be advised that Hela is someone who has gone toe to toe with Odin and Thor and is perfectly willing to use magic or violence. If you need to reach me about this for any reason you can find me at [plurk.com profile] ohmygodbees.

Adventure A: Arrival

The arrival of the dread Hela does not come without warning; a few seconds warning, maybe, to feel the temperature in the park plummet to cold and clammy, and stay there. She's the proverbial tall and dark, taller than anyone should have a right to be, clad in black and green armor, and for the few moments it takes her to grasp her situation everything is dead silent.

"Who dares?!" The righteous shriek of indignity, louder than any human could scream, the temperature dropping dangerously and the air hard to breathe. But of course, there's no one there who could be called the culprit. Or is there?


Adventure B: Magic

There's a light display somewhere just beyond the city limits, violent neon green lightning arcing up towards the sky and skittering over the barrier. Hela has a lot of power to bring to bear, and yet no matter what spell she tries nothing seems to work. The portals flash and glow, but refuse to open to Hel; her magic can map the boundaries, but not break whatever wards remain in place.

But she has a lot of power, and nothing but patience. She can stand here for a day and a night and longer, if she has been, trying an eternity's worth of tricks. And if it seems she takes no immediate notice for anyone who might investigate, well. The power to ward herself still functions as it should.


Adventure C: The Search, aka. The Noir Woman

When power fails- when you can't get what you want for yourself- there's no shame in taking the resourceful route and finding someone to do it for you. Hela has a guise for going about among mortals that would make Sam Spade weak at the knees- a dress cut down to her hips, sleeveless and tight, and the sort of large and fancy hat that would make any Southern belle jealous with envy. She can't recognize the magic or the work, but surely someone else can. In the offices of the city hall, the hospital, down to the last bar she can find, lying in wait or walking in like she owns the place; sooner or later, someone will heed, and someone will talk, and she will know who to make pay.
thatboyisamonster: (Wanna talk to her)

Adventure B

[personal profile] thatboyisamonster 2013-07-14 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
He steps out of the shadows, observing her for a few quick seconds. She's powerful, he'll grant her that and not someone he is willing to irritate. This requires a finer touch, of bargains and favours. Loki approaches her, dressed in his usual finery with a smile on his face and his arms spread to show no ill will.

"Queen," he murmurs, bowing slightly. It wasn't mocking but it was not lowly either. He'll leave it to her interpretation.
thatboyisamonster: (Oh baby he's so cruel)

Re: Adventure B

[personal profile] thatboyisamonster 2013-07-14 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
That was never a good sign, but he kept his calm. It was easy enough, in the face of power. Fear was worthless and he had nothing to fear, for there was no threat that hold sway over him. Truth would serve him best here, for he needed to know what she knew. That much, they could agree on. His spell lets him know of the better half, scurrying around. His lips twitch.

"I am a Loki of another age and another time," he speaks, respectful and proud, "As for my changes, you would know better than I."
thatboyisamonster: (I wanna love you)

Re: Adventure B

[personal profile] thatboyisamonster 2013-07-15 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I know a Queen when I see one," Loki murmurs, "What more needs to be said? As for my foolishness, I will not deny my moments. Why lie about the past, when the future is so exploitable?"

There, that was his piece. Power, for all its uses, is no good when it's not appreciated. Asgard, Thor ... Odin... they all appreciate power and require appreciation. A lesson Loki has learned quickly when they turned his backs on him.
thatboyisamonster: (I've done this before)

[personal profile] thatboyisamonster 2013-07-15 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I do not have a proposition for myself," He replies, "I am offering myself, freely. I have much to learn and not much time to learn it. An opportunity to work for you is an opportunity beyond compare."

At least, until he is on an even ground. He cannot pretend he understands or grasps the stakes at hand here. He will bide his time.
thatboyisamonster: (Could I love him?)

[personal profile] thatboyisamonster 2013-07-15 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Entertainment. For the dead repeat what was done. But you are not among the dead," Her insults mean nothing to him. He's heard it all, "For all your power and you use it for what? To watch the dead dance? No, I surmise there is more. There is always more," he lets his words trail off, "Of course, if I am wrong, and if you have no use for me, then I will ask for my dismissal from your lofty presence."
thatboyisamonster: (Kiss or hug you)

[personal profile] thatboyisamonster 2013-07-16 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
It was very hard to restrain his laughter.

"No," he says simply and leaves it at that. She did try. It seems assuming they are all one and the same is a weakness, an exploitable weakness. And now she has given it to him.
thatboyisamonster: (He ate my heart)

[personal profile] thatboyisamonster 2013-07-16 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Very well then," He had learned enough, "Fare thee well, Queen of the dead." Not an enviable position. Let her keep her power. Cold stone and a cold throne suited her. And it is not as if she would ally herself with Thor or Asgard. Asgard's ruin will not come from him, it'll come from within. With its decaying morality, it'll consume itself.

There are other ways to keep oneself occupied. Loki always has a plan. With a bow and a smirk, he steps back into the shadows, vanishing.
ru_fi_oooh: (brooding)

B

[personal profile] ru_fi_oooh 2013-07-14 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
What are you doing?

[The call comes from further outside the city, about twenty feet up a tree, where Rufio's perched, one hand on his hip, ankles crossed, sword sheathed, the picture of insouciance except for the troubled curiosity on his face.]
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (Super squinty in the dark.)

Lots of B

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2013-07-14 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Before Thor knows, Loki is off on his own.

He'd know that power anywhere. He didn't need to be able to feel it, he simply knew it, as he had seen it so many times before. He should have known with the influx that it would've brought up more then just a handful of heroes all ranging from a variety of dimensions and worlds to ones that were from his own. He didn't need to ask himself if she was from another universe—there was a lot to say about how familiar he was with her.

"You may try as you wish, but it will not give way. If it hasn't fallen beneath Thor's whacks then it won't do you much good."

He watches the power flare at the barrier.

"Hi, Hela. How do you fare on this fine evening?"
badnewsboy: ⎨ ʜᴀɴs ⎬ (When I'm stealing from the poor)

[personal profile] badnewsboy 2013-07-22 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Soooo it seems," Loki takes a few more steps, twirling on his feet, the first one unsure, the next two at almost a jog. He approaches her with caution, as he always does, but in his odd sort of open way that he had about him as he was at this age. "I promise you that this is not my doing, nor is it the doing of my Other-Self, whom I presume that you will be speaking to shortly."

This wouldn't go unnoticed by him. One Loki to another, of course.

"Thor's somewhere, off saving the world as he tends to do." He points upward. "He's tried to smash his way through it before, as you can see his efforts have been futile. Not even Mjolnir could pass. With all due respect extended, Hela, we're stuck."
tookthename: (Bang)

A

[personal profile] tookthename 2013-07-14 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
That kind of a disturbance doesn't go unnoticed by the Avengers. Carol's already in the air when Hela shrieks. Looks like a quick detour is in order.

Carol lands a few yards away from the woman and approaches with disguised caution.

"I take it you just got here?"
4asgard: (I love to dance)

A!

[personal profile] 4asgard 2013-07-14 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Strange realm, still no sword, still no sight of really huge monsters either. There's a determined look on Balder's face when he enters the areas outside the city. Even without a sword he knows how to face an enemy.

But when the temperature drops and the atmosphere begins to resemble something awfully cold, something awfully...dead, Balder can feel the hairs in his neck standing up. Suddenly its also hard to breathe.

Then the scream comes. A voice he recognizes and one he really does not like to hear. He inches away and moves to hide behind a tree, watching as the queen of the dead makes her entrance.

"By Odin's..." he mutters to himself.
Its really a bad day to not have a sword with him.
4asgard: (I own that)

[personal profile] 4asgard 2013-07-15 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Balder takes a couple of steps back. He refuses to give in to the fear that is growing inside of him.

"I have never been in Hel. You are mistaken, Hela."

He keeps his voice firm and confident, his posture straight.

"I am very much alive, as you can see."
coimiceoir: (Concern)

Path B

[personal profile] coimiceoir 2013-07-15 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
That kind and intensity of power doesn't go unnoticed for long, and it isn't long before the frightening woman has an audience. Aisling perches in one of her trees, watching the lady try spell after spell, none of them spells that Aisling recognizes.

This is... intimidating, to say the least. She could be one of the Great Ladies, and if so, what then? If she couldn't break through, what hope was there? She wouldn't be unaware of Aisling's presence for long regardless. She's painfully aware of her appearance and her shortcomings both here and at home. Perhaps it would be better to introduce herself now and submit herself for the lady's justice immediately rather than waiting for her wrath to fall later.

Taking a deep breath, she reluctantly climbs down from her vantage point and stands awaiting the woman's attention.