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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

A - C Akeldama Alisha Diphda Allura Baku Ben Douglass Belthazar Carl Grimes Connor

D - F Escha Malier Eithan Paine Felix Gaeta

G - I Glenn Rhee Grievous Haggar

J - M James T. Kirk (OU) James T. Kirk (AU) Kaname Bucanneer Keith Kitty Pryde Kogarasumaru Kolivan Krolia Lance Leia Organa Leilani Lavellan Libra Loki Lordon Gesh Lup Maggie Rhee Magnus Burnsides Manji Messer Ihlefeld Mikleo Mirage Farina Jenius

(last updated: 1/21/19)

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loki (mcu)

[dothelokimotion]

( “vivaldi recomposed” by max richter )

[ Welcome to the bifrost observatory. It is a large expansive space with whorls of gold in spiral designs upon the walls. It makes you feel small, with how vast and large the space is. After all, it was meant to transport great numbers at a time. But this one is slightly different from the one that used to be on Asgard. This place is full of light. It’s almost searing but also inviting in the way the particles dance and move across the room, like tiny stars. There are blue cracks that run all over the observatory, not deep enough to cause a fissure but ever-present throughout the area. They all seem to lead to the middle of the observatory where the Bifrost Sword used to reside. Instead, in the center, sits Mjolnir, the runes clear to anyone who wishes to read them.

“Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor”

There’s also a red cloak draped near the pedestal, much like Thor’s.

To the north-east, there seems to be a stack of books, haphazardly thrown onto a table.

To the north-west, a single blue Tesseract is placed on a pedestal

Behind you, on the sides of the doorway now closed are some tapestries, hanging quietly.

There seems to be a single doorway that leads to a broken bridge, jagged at the edges and rainbow-coloured. There, Loki stands, teetering on the edge, looking down. Below, the V̵̙͓̦͆͗̋ͩ̒o͓͓̹͎̪ͪ͂ͧ̓ͨ̋͞i̭͎̹͍ͤ͊̆d͏͓͔̭̜͚ waits. ]

[postocular]

[ Not only does he feel small in this observatory, he feels insignificant. It's honestly the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, swirling colors of space outside the ornate window. Looking around the expansive room, there are several things that stand out, but Mjolnir sitting in the middle draws his attention the most. Curiosity gets the better of him, and he reaches a hand out to touch the metallic surface. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Mjolnir. It feels imposing, like thunderclouds above your head. Everything feels narrowed to you and this singular object, this force of nature. You are caught in its vortex and an overwhelming need to prove yourself. Can you lift it? Dare you try? ]

[tempredmental]

[Keith was definitely impressed with the area. It felt grand and regal on a level he'd only seen a few times before back home.

He was drawn to the center by the web of cracks, and he moved to read the inscription on the hammer. His first instinct was to reach out, just to nudge it slightly to make it easier to read...]

[dothelokimotion]

[ It feels imposing, like thunderclouds above your head. Everything feels narrowed to you and this singular object, this force of nature. It doesn't even budge. You are caught in its vortex and an overwhelming need to prove yourself. Can you lift it? Dare you try? ]

[therewerefifty]

[Makie reads the runic inscription and smiles faintly. She doesn't attempt to lift it. It's clearly not for her. Instead, she looks around, appreciative of the tapestries, until she finally catches sight of Loki, and then her pleasant mood fades to wariness.
They've met before, in other worlds. She's quite sure he no longer remembers her, but she'll keep her guard up just the same.

Would that she could quietly leave again and not disturb this place. Instead, she drifts to the books, glancing at the titles, and reaches out to straighten them into a more respectful pile.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ The tapestries are large and opulent. There seem to be two in particular that dominate the walls. One of Frigga and Loki, another of Thor and Odin, Hela and finally, the Warriors Three along with Sif. All the portraits, except for Frigga’s and Thor’s, seemed to be peeling away, the paint chipping off in real time. But theirs? Theirs seemed to glow with a burnished gold. ]

[necromanswers]

[Her first thought, upon arrival, is simply holy shit. It's beautiful, like walking freely through a colourscape of a galaxy, and she turns in a slow circle as she walks, drinking in the sight in all directions. For someone who's seen as many universes as she has, she can be hard to surprise. This place? It gets her pretty good.

Eventually she makes her way to the observatory proper, exploring the place carefully, like a museum to be examined. She doesn't notice Loki at first; her eyes are drawn initially to the hammer, reading the runes, and her fingers itch to try but she opts not to, not just yet. She's not feeling especially worthy today. Curiosity draws her instead towards the pedestal carrying the Tesseract, because hell yeah, big glowing magic item? Of course she wants to poke at it.

On the way, however, she brushes past the center pedestal, her hand gliding instinctively over the fabric of the red cape.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ the red cloak seems rather unassuming. The top is lined with a little fur and it does seem like a cloak for royalty. You get the eerie sensation of applause in your ears. Would you like to try it on? ]

[twosoul]

[Now this - this is the first place he's seen since arriving in the Fleet that reminds Lorden of home. The style is slightly different and the coloring is more gold than he's used to, but the domes and circles and empty stars beyond make him smile in satisfaction. He stands in the entrance for quite some time before moving in with a confident stride, heading toward one of the blue cracks to examine it and see if it looks like a design feature or an accidental addition.

It should be noted that with his blue skin and dark hair, he doesn't look unlike a Frost Giant; the armor and cape he wear wouldn't look out of place in the Nine Realms, either. The only feature that sets him apart are the glowing eyes (ice-blue) and the magical sense he exudes, a sharp electric-flavored Light.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ It's almost as if the blue cracks are showing another level under the flooring. But it's hard to make out what it might be. All you seem to be able to gleam from it is that it's cold, bitterly cold, enough to make you shiver and quake. There's a distant rumble that sounds like monsters prowling in the dark.

There's no way to widen the crack and it gives you the feeling that they're slowly healing, mending itself. ]

[shroudedsecrets]

[ What a place to turn up in. So vast, so decorated. It feels familiar and not, engaging to every sense and haunting.

So many sensations to tease the mind. The air feels tinged with magical intent. She can feel the call, the beckoning of the objects, though for a few moments she remains still, to observe, to take it all in. So many stars. So many cracks. Inner worlds were so... fascinating, really.

She slowly glances behind her, noting the closed door but not minding. Something about the tapestries had made her want to take notice of them. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ The tapestries are large and opulent. There seem to be two in particular that dominate the walls. One of Frigga and Loki, another of Thor and Odin, Hela and finally, the Warriors Three along with Sif. If you touch one of the people, you’ll get the imprint of a memory, hazy and unclear. All the portraits, except for Frigga’s and Thor’s seemed to be peeling away, the paint chipping off in real time. Theirs seem to glow with a burnished gold. ]

[abracafcku]

[Whaaaat the fuuuuuuuck is this place? Taako is still a little freaked out over the idea of invading other people's minds. They're dangerous, first of all, and he has no control over what the fuck is going to happen to him, second of all. Mostly? It's an invasion and if he's hopping around in other people's heads, that means people are probably in his and that is a giant neon NO THANK YOU sign if he's ever seen one.

But here he is, standing in some golden crazy ass clock-looking thing with blue cracks everywhere. It doesn't exactly seem the most stable of places to be, so Taako creeps carefully through the room, ears pinned back. He sees the hammer, reads the runes and nopes the fuck right outta there. He is definitely not touching Thor's crazy hammer. Not about that life. Books are for nerds and the red cloak reminds him too much of Lup.

Which leaves the brilliant blue cube shining on its own pedestal like a beacon. He can see Loki standing out there, looking down at something, but it's this cube that draws his attention first. Would Loki even notice if he tried to lift it? He's pretty preoccupied....

Fuck it. Taako reaches out and makes a grab at the Tesseract.]

cw: death

[dothelokimotion]

[ Once you lay your hand on the Tesseract, memories starts to form in your head (cw: death). It is a litany of pain, fear, anger, pain, loss, why did they leave me here, why did they abandon me, I thought they loved me, I thought they understood, why did I have to die, why, why, why

When it fades, it leaves a lingering sense of pain behind, like someone has taken to your mind with a scalpel. The pain eventually fades, leaving you with a dull throb. ]

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Beautiful.

That is the first thought Kirk has when he steps inside, looking around the observatory. The way the light moves feels like he's floating in a real sea of stars, without the ever present danger of running out of air or freezing to death if his suit should crack. He reached out with his fingers, as if he could run his fingers through the light and make it ripple.

Eventually his attention was drawn to the items laying about the room - hammer, cloak, books, the glowing blue cube, tapestries. He walked around, inspecting them all one by one. Last the hammer, done in what he would recognize as Nordic, though if Loki was to be believed, this had inspired the Nords and not the other way around.

Glancing down, he saw the cloak, and without thinking, reaching down, fingers twisting in the red fabric.. ]</sub>

[dothelokimotion]

[ the red cloak seems rather unassuming. but when you touch it, you get the sensation of people cheering in your head, like distant applause. perhaps it'll be clearer if you tried it on. ]

[winscenario]

[ Jim doesn't spot Loki right away. There's so much in this room to capture his attention, and while he's used to feeling small on a regular basis by virtue of his profession, this place is still something else.

Mjolnir certainly catches his eye, but he doesn't move towards it just yet. First he chooses what's likely the most inconspicuous part of the room, and heads to the pile of books, picking one of them up and leafing through the pages. ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ the stack of books don’t seem very interesting at first glance. Then you notice it’s like a series. The covers are blue with bold titles on them. The order seems to be.

The Tragedy of Loki
1. The Giant Killer
2. The Discovery
3. The Fall

There are a few that are unnumbered called Death, Rumours and The Fleet

when you open up the books, you notice that there are no words. They’re all drawings of a childlike nature. As you flick through the pages, they start to move and change, taking on an entirely different scene. Which one do you pick? ]

[monolike]

[Wondrous doesn't even begin to describe it. Sorey can't even remember to close his mouth, too busy turning in slow circles as he tries to observe and memorize everything. It doesn't look like ruins, too clean, to brilliant, but the cracks make it seem as if it's approaching collapse. A grand civilization beginning its agonizing decline. While part of Sorey mourns the idea, another part of him can't help be excited at the idea of discovering its ruins hundreds of years later, of reading its glory through crumbling stone and dusty artifacts.

He almost goes straight for the books. The moment he spots them he's already headed over, bypassing the weapons, the glowing cube, and the entrance to the bridge-

Until he doubles back and sees Loki standing there.

And he's unsteady.

Immediately Sorey bolts for him, crying out,] Loki! Loki step back, it's dangerous!

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki seems a little … different. Someone seems to have taken a brush to his face, because there are swathes of blue in a zig-zag pattern and one of his eyes seem to be a dark, blood red. His form seems to flicker on and off as if he’s not truly there and his voice tends to distort, like radio static. When you step onto the bridge, you can hear the siren song of the V̵̙͓̦̺͆͗̋ͩ̒ͅo͓͓̹͎̪ͪ͂ͧ̓ͨ̋͞i̭͎̹͍ͤ͊̆d͏͓͔̭̜͚, calling for your oblivion. he blinks, startled when sorey comes close to the bridge. ]

Sorey?

[brooklyn_boy]

[Steve looks at the area and whistles low in admiration. It's beautiful here. Is this Asgard? He doesn't know and there isn't much around to assist educating him. But it doesn't matter. This place isn't real so Steve intends to just enjoy the view and try not to pry more than necessary to get out.

His eyes fall on Mjolnir which draws him closer. Thor's hammer in the center of the room? Subtle, Loki.

He walks to it and rests his hand on the end of it, remembering what it was like to pick it up, once. Or at least try to.]

Real subtle...

[dothelokimotion]

[ Mjolnir. It feels imposing, like thunderclouds above your head. Everything feels narrowed to you and this singular object, this force of nature. You are caught in its vortex and an overwhelming need to prove yourself. Can you lift it? Dare you try? ]

[seeingscarlet]

[For a moment all Wanda can do is stare in wonder. It's beautiful, despite the cracks. She's pretty sure she's seen this place in Thor's memories, or something like that.

She gives the Tesseract a wary look and goes in the opposite direction, towards the tapestries. She knows better.]

[rebuildyourruins]

[It hits Thor far harder than he wants it to, opening his eyes to see the Bifrost Observatory. Then again why shouldn't it? It was a place he would never see again in waking life. And in this dream that's not really a dream, it has more substance and weight ... more light. He does nothing for a few long minutes, just turning slowly in a circle and taking it all in.

The place isn't accurate to life, he knows that much immediately. He also knows who it must belong to. Other than himself, there is no one else in the Fleet who would think of themselves in this space. That worries him already, knowing he's intruding somewhere and how Loki feels about that. On another level though it calms him. He has some idea of what to expect. More than that, it's still his brother.

Finally he takes a breath and turns to approach the tapestries. He's seen Mjolnir of course, ominous and obvious in the centre of the room. Thor feels no need to try and lift it though. Not just yet.]