let's play a game ...

[thespaceopera]

[It's been a while since your lovely hosts have graced the airwaves with their presence, but here they are. Carmen and Chase smile in turn with flawless teeth and an impeccable arch of their eyebrows. Carmen seems incredibly tickled-- excited, even. Her normally dulcet voice is brimming with anticipation, and her aquamarine eyes gleam in a way that is not altogether friendly.]

Good evening, dear Fleet! I hope you had a pleasant journey through that asteroid belt... or at least an unremarkable one. We wouldn't want your poor ships to get all banged up again.

[Chase cuts in with the brisk timing of a reporter, far too rehearsed to be natural.] And a big warm welcome to all the new faces. Please don’t hesitate to inform us if there is something we can do to make your stay a comfortable one.

Of course. Now, let's talk about summer. It’s the highlight of the year, at least for some. Because summer only happens once a year, and to commemorate how wonderful you've all been as guests, we're giving everyone a gift basket. While it's not an all-expenses-paid resort, we do hope you'll find a suitable place to kick back, relax, and enjoy yourselves.

Everyone will find their gift underneath their beds. If you're sleeping on someone else's ship-- oh my-- you'll want to make sure to fetch it before someone else does! I do hope you enjoy them.

[The gift baskets, which are wrapped in a cute pink ribbon, contain: this or that style of sunglasses, an extremely flimsy white beach towel, and a cloth sunglasses case.]

Now that we have your attention~ Summer is a party, but what's a party without games? One of my favorites is a little thing called kiss, marry, cliff. Essentially, someone gives you three names of people you know, and then you decide what you’d do to each person. I find it says a lot about your likes and dislikes.

Because I’m curious, here are some people who’ve caught my attention as of late: Castiel, Daryl Dixon, Shinji Ikari.

Tell me, dear Fleet: which ones would you kiss, marry, or toss off a cliff?

[Carmen ends the feed with a cold giggle.]



[ooc: What’s this? A distraction tactic, obviously! The Hosts are trying to draw attention away from the new planet for some reason…? Huh, wonder what that’s about. Feel free to respond to the F/M/K game and start your own threads below, if you’d like-- you may even get a response!]

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[ragingbanner]

What about Thor?

[dothelokimotion]

Thor is my brother. We grew up together under the same falsehood that we were related.

He's an exception, not the rule.

[ragingbanner]

Growing up together doesn't mean you have to be friends. That's up to you two.

[dothelokimotion]

I think you and I have very different definitions of growing up together, Banner. It wasn't some small adolescent period that humans possess.

[ragingbanner]

Why does the amount of time matter?

[dothelokimotion]

Of course it matters. By having so much time, very little changes on Asgard. And as such, change doesn't come easily to us.

[ It's why Loki struggled with his origins. Why they all struggled. ]

It is not a slate that can be wiped clean.

[ragingbanner]

So you're saying he's obligated to be your friend.

[Okay, that's fair.]

But no one else is your friend?

[dothelokimotion]

Do you know what my "friends" thought of me, Banner?

They thought me craven. Jealous. It didn't matter that I cared as much as they did. I was the lesser creature.

[ragingbanner]

I didn't know that.

Is that why you tried to destroy Earth?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki snorts. ]

Don't be absurd. First off, I was not there to destroy Earth. Secondly, I would not do it over friendship.

[ragingbanner]

You seemed like you were doing a pretty good impression of destroying.

And I didn't say it was for friendship.

[dothelokimotion]

Oh? I must have missed the part where I launched a nuclear missile at the city.

[ragingbanner]

I'm pretty sure the alien armada still counts.

[dothelokimotion]

Not for destruction, but to conquer. There is still a difference. I didn't try to wipe you out. Your own people did.

[ragingbanner]

That's bullshit. [Quiet as he is, Bruce is flat.] You were attacking civilians. All of them. Before New York. And after that, if you did manage to, "conquer" the planet? That would have meant destruction on a whole different level. Don't say it like you were doing us a favor.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki shrugs, nonchalant. ]

Perhaps not.

[ He doesn't care either way. So the point is moot. ]

Either way, it's long past. Not unlike your killer robot initiative.

[ragingbanner]

Oh, no. No, no, you don't get to act like coming into an unsuspecting planet with intent is the same thing. That wouldn't have happened if it weren't for your dynamic influence.

[ He's well aware that to Loki they are nothing. The events barely make a mark on his schedule, which is really what makes the whole thing itch under his skin. It is just as bad as the military upper branches that he had to deal with. It never mattered to them either. ]

We weren't trying to hurt people.

[dothelokimotion]

And yet you do it with such panache. Or is that what you tell people when the Hulk departs?

As for my influence, I'll remind you that I wouldn't have come through without SHIELD's interference with the Tessaract. So if it's your intent to lay blame, by all means. I care not. Your idiotic planet played with forces it couldn't control and continues to do so.

It deserves everything it gets.

[ragingbanner]

[He doesn't respond although his mouth works and he might have more to say on the matter. Bruce keeps his eyes fixed on Loki's even through the network, tight and intent. When he does talk, it's quieter than before so the transmission doesn't pick up on his breathing.]

Don't say that.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Now Loki is starting to get irritated. ]

Then stop asking questions for things you already know the answer to. Make up your mind, Banner. You already know who I am.

[ragingbanner]

[And he's still angry.]

You're right. I do know.

[At least he does disconnect. Presumably not to hunt Loki down and punt him through a wall.]