ball so hard mothafuckas wanna fine me, you are now watching the throne, don’t let me get in my zone

[thugg]

permanent roleplay post.

comment here with whomever or whatever. specify who you want, where, when, whatever! basically a free-for-all roleplay post.

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sup namora do you still love your husband

[lunartics]

The others were, quite frankly, embarrassingly poor at this.

Jake stumbled too much, far too reliant on slang and mild suggestion, and Marc was an utterly lost cause, full of too much fire and childishly demanding. It was a wonder those two even managed to come this far at all, now having been granted asylum (something that he was so often accused of requiring) in Atlantis by the royal herself.

It was that part, the company of royalty and all the glamor surrounding it, that caused Jake to retreat and Steven to surface. This was, by all means, Steven's area of expertise. Jake was far too commonplace and mild; he wouldn't have even known to dress himself up for her the occasion. He had yet to express his gratitude for being given a place to stay, and that needed to be resolved, so he sought out Namora now. There wasn't much room to look, given only a small area had been closed off with an environment for Steven to breath in. Idly, he lifted his hands, smoothing out the material of his suit, feeling a smile pull at his lips.

Even if Altanteans likely had a different set of tastes, Steven believed that dressed as he was? He would look good to the eyes of any species.

always and forever tbh

[neptunia]

It was rare to bring a human to Atlantis, at least, for them to stay, but Namora did so of her duty and nothing more, she told herself. Their relationship -- their situation, was still so hard to determine and understand that it frustrated her. And when she was annoyed, she chose to just shove her feelings regarding it aside. In this case, she was setting up further villages around the main castle, swimming while lifting a large pillar over her head with ease.

However, the sight of the person she was trying not to think about caught her attention as she passed through the area she had set up just for him (it imitated land underwater, an Atlantean masterpiece, of course) and she slowed, bringing the oversized pillar down and carrying it in her arms against her chest now. A quick glance told her that this wasn't Jake or Marc -- the other one that she wasn't quite familiar with yet.

And she wasn't quite sure if she was prepared to talk to him.

"Ste -- Steven?" She wasn't really sure what was happening.

wow this is a horrible tag i'm sorry

[trickshot]

<sub>( So. There was this big stupid event called AvX and everyone hated it and basically it isn’t over yet and I can’t for the life of me figure out why. But important points—Clint was there, Shulkie was there. Do you see where I am going with this?

So I guess it’s like the next day or whatever and everyone is still beat up and the world almost ended but things are looking up. Clint broke a leg again because he never doesn’t break a leg and everyone else is busy doing things like putting buildings back together.

But he’s stuck in the tower with his stupid broken leg.

Someone he hasn’t talked to in a while should go visit him. Just saying. )</sub>

wow cest impossible

[gammas]

[ wow since i havent read it i have no idea whats happening in it but anyways, Shulkie's just finishing throwing out the remains of one of the bigger skyscrapers and basically being the Avengers on-call heavy-lifter.

but she decides she needs a break, so she's slipping up into the Avengers tower, peaking into the living area.

ah, there's her broken baby bird that she hasn't gotten a chance to talk to in a while. (crazy super powers thing and all.)

and yes, the shorts stay. ]

Clint? Hon?

i could try and make it worse....

[trickshot]

<sub>( You don't need to read it they just need to be in the same room. Cough cough every comic writer ever coughhhhhhhh.

But yeah basically he's in bed with his leg elevated in front of him, which is a pretty emasculating position. He's distinctly put out to be stuck inside, so he's pulling a face. Which eases up just a bit when he spots her. )</sub>

Heya, Jen. I thought you were out there. _{( Jerks a thumb at the window. Why are you not outside smashing things!! )}

nOW I WANT U TO DO IT

[gammas]

[ oh man, this is awkward. oh man, what does she even say to him -- it's been so long. when was the last time they even talked without it being some crazy event thing? was it johnny's funeral?

oh gosh.

she rubs the back of her neck, smiling a little ]

I thought I'd take some time off from helping them clean the streets. Besides, they have all the Avengers on duty, right? I don't think they'd notice if they're missing one glamma gal.

there'd be kanye west guest appearances

[trickshot]

_{( He's kind of hating his life too much to be awkward at the moment, which is pretty selfish of him if you think about it. But when he replies he actually does smile at her. )}

If they're not missing you, there's something seriously wrong with 'em.

Besides, not all the Avengers are on duty.

_{( See also: Mr. Stuck in Bed. )}

AS THERE SHOULD BE

[gammas]

[ she stands there for a second before walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed. creeeak from her weight. ]

Speaking of which, how's your leg? I was -- you know -- worried. This seems to happen to you a lot.

[ sweet memories ]

he saves the day the heroes all retire forever

[trickshot]

_{( He props himself up on his elbows so as to look less pathetic. It does not help matters much. )}

I'm fine. It's just an... occupational hazard, I guess.

What about you?

1/2; SURPRISE ME

[partying]

Hey, you know what would be a great start to the day?

[partying]

A PARTY!!

[firestars]

[ omfg a pony coming out of nowhere and

wait a second

pony

hi, she is shrieking and bursting into flames ]

Oh my gawd!

[partying]

Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh —

You're on fire! And you're not even a unicorn — you really really really need some water, or you'll burn! A lot! Lots and lots of a lot!

We need to get you some water!!

[firestars]

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god -- you're a talking pony! Why are you a talking pony -- oh my god, I'm going nuts! This is it! Being a mutant is making me insane -- I'm hallucinating --

[ yeah screaming at each other this is nice ]

[partying]

Oh my gosh, you're still on fire!! Maybe I'm going crazy and not you!









I don't know even know what a mutant is, I need to know!! [ all the screaming ]

[hexappeal]

[Zatanna had been ported out of the City before. Just once. That certainly didn't make her an authority on the subject, but in her more than two years of residency she hadn't heard of anyone returning and remembering having been in the City. Sure, any number of memories could have been removed without her being aware of it, but there were plenty intact. No reason to assume otherwise.

She also hadn't ever heard of anyone being sent home with someone else, let alone someone that wasn't from the same universe.

The corridors and rooms of her San Francisco home aren't used to guests; Zatanna can feel them reaching for her like a siren, informing her that an intruder is beside her.

Zatanna hushes them.

And she is silent for a long while, looking around the parlor before she clears her throat and speaks, looking down at her companion.]

I think the Porter might have gotten this wrong.

[seeress]

[ Rose is dressed in her God Tier robes, bright orange and obnoxious, pulling her hood down away from her face. she's looking around curiously, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed with a small smile on those painted lips.

she doesn't even glance over at Zatanna, too immersed in the new place she found herself in.

well, this certainly isn't a dream bubble or the asteroid ]

Perhaps she's getting a little forgetful with her age. It's certainly no problem, is it, Zatanna?

[hexappeal]

[Bright and obnoxious are preferable when it comes to Zee's tastes. It fits in with the sort of people that occupy this city, as well.

But Zatanna pushes that out of her mind for the moment. This is technically kidnapping.

She wipes a hand over her right cheek and to the side, over her mouth. Her voice is muffled through her fingers.]

No, no. It's not. [She tries to say this as politely as possible since she does like Rose and she likes spending time with her and heck, she even doesn't mind her being here permanently (or semi-permanently). But. But...] Other than you don't belong here.

[seeress]

No, I don't.

[ she's already moving into another room, continuing to look around. she notes that her powers have returned to how they should be, but she doesn't say anything about that. ]

But I don't believe where I should be either. At least, not quite. [ she glances over her shoulder and winks at Zatanna ]

I suppose there is no choice but to throw me out on the street with not a penny to my name! I will have to take up street-working to survive.

[trickshot]

<sub>( okay so this is clint asleep in bed. because it's about 6 in the morning. and he's asleep. as normal people usually are.

but lo and behold, his cellphone is on charge right next to him... )</sub>

[gammas]

[ uh oh

incoming text message

messages: ]

Clint

Cliiiiiiiint

Cliiiiiinttttttttt

Pick up

pick up

PICK UP

CLINT PICK UP

I'll start singing i will

[trickshot]

_{( so basically he reaches for the phone and tries to type "now that you've warned me, i won't pick up". but what she gets is- )}

nowthtyvewarndmee,wontpicjup

[gammas]

[ what ]

what

[trickshot]

its 6am

wont pick up

[gammas]

Well

Pick up anyways

And by pick up I mean

Come get me