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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)

Comments

[necromanswers]

[What the fuck.]

Oookay, I'm gonna forgo my knee-jerk reaction to that and ask... why?

[Because that's hella bullshit.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki is silent. ]

You should read the books if you truly wish to know. All of this . . . it stemmed from love.

[necromanswers]

Do you want me to? Is that part of what's been ignored?

[She doesn't think that all of this is for her, not really. Whatever this is, there has to be a reason, a focus.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ the concept of want seems to make this loki puzzle over her words. ]

This place holds to the ideal of chaos and free choice. Nothing is barred.

[necromanswers]

[Aaaand she's not surprised by that, exhaling a quiet sigh.]

You're gonna give me an aneurysm with all these non-answers, my dude. What would you do if I just parked myself on the ground and asked you to play patty-cake for the rest of the night?

[dothelokimotion]

I would tell you that I have no idea what that is.

[ still he gets her frustration. ]

Everything here has been twisted and untwisted. It's not possible to give a straight answer.

[necromanswers]

[Well now she wants to teach him patty-cake, just for the surreal factor of teaching a god a child's rhyme.

Anyway, re-focusing. Riddles aren't exactly her thing - she prefers more direct leads and experimental science - but this sure feels like a puzzle to be solved. Which means she's probably fucked, but whatever, she'll give it a shot.]

Arright, my dude, I'm gonna follow your lead on this. But you're gonna have to throw me a hint if I end up where you don't- [want] ...where it could hurt you.

[And then she approaches the books.]

[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. ]

[necromanswers]

[The Fleet book has her curious, and she eyes it over briefly, considering its relevance, but ultimately she looks aside. That's not what she's here for. He'd suggested checking the books and what she's after is his reasoning on the love-is-pain melodrama, so she goes for the Tragedy books, starting in order, flipping through the pages until something happens.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ you hear a voice clear as bells. It sounds like odin, gravelled but pronounced.

once upon a time, there was a war between monsters and gods But it ended with the monsters banished back to their world and the gods returning to theirs, overseeing the realms. In the golden realm, there lived two princes, the elder as bright as the sun and the younger as cold as the moon. They were brothers, as close as kin could be but only one could truly be king. And slowly, the younger brother watched as his brother fell deeper into arrogance and pride. He had beg, pleaded and tried to convince his brother many times to choose differently but the elder brother always scorned him.

The story breaks briefly as echoes can be heard around you, never doubt that I love you, never doubt, never doubt so please, please, listen to me, why won’t you listen to me?

They fade as soon as you turn your head to catch them, shadowed footsteps. When you turn back to the book, it resumes as normal.

So in desperation, the younger set off a plot. He would let the monsters into the golden realm to show to the rest of them that his brother was not ready. It went perfectly and his brother’s coronation was disrupted. Angered, his brother had charged into the frozen wastes, ready to slay the monsters. But he failed and the high king banished him ]

[necromanswers]

[Yikes, that's intense. She lifts a hand to rub her forehead, trying to take in that rush of information, the unfamiliar voice and the echo of Loki's. He loves Thor- that's a given, at this point. She'd gotten that loud and clear already and this only cements it further. Their relationship is... complicated... but what sibling pair is not? Just thinking about her and Taako right now is proof enough of that.

She looks over to Loki, gauging his expression, but if he shows no changes or offers no words she'll move on to the next.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ the voice is different from that of the giant killer. This time, it’s clearly thor’s voice dictating the book. He sounds younger though, boisterous and happy.

the younger sibling ran into the vault, where the casket of ancient winters resided. There, he discovered the awful truth about his heritage. He was not a son of asgard, but a monster from the frozen wastes. Weary from the elder’s betrayal, the high king fell into a deep sleep. And then . . .

Then the younger was given kingship by his mother. His brother was gone, his friends cursed him and abandoned him and his mother was heartsore from the loss. He was alone and he knew that when his brother returned, he would return full of wrath. His father would wake, full of anger. He knew that the hammer would fall on him for what he had done. So he tried to rid the golden realm of monsters by plotting to destroy its king. ]

[necromanswers]

[For a moment, Lup is confused; what she sees and the story being told seems to conflict, at least as far as she can tell. Is his plot against his father, or the giants, or is his father considered a monster now, for what he's done? Loki is supposed to be the god of trickery, and she's no fool, so there's obviously plenty more that he's not saying. It's incomplete, at the very least, and she eyes the third book knowing she needs to continue, but... instead, she carefully closes the current tome and looks over at Loki.]

It must've sucked balls, having all of that happen at once. Sorry... you guys had it rough.

[dothelokimotion]

It was a difficult time.

[ to put it mildly. ]

The past no longer matters as much, but this was the narrative that framed me.

[necromanswers]

Is this the truth, or the way you'd tell it?

[Because sometimes the two don't coincide- that goes for anyone, not just him.]

[dothelokimotion]

There are no truths found in the mind.

[ only what the mind tells you. ]

But it is close.

[necromanswers]

Hah... cryptic bastard. You're not wrong, but I kinda hate it.

[Oh well, might as well follow through. She reaches for the last book- and it's truly the last, because she's not sure how much of this she can endure. Damn that dangerous curiosity of hers.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ the voice was loki’s but fully distorted.

And so, the younger sibling kills one father to save another. Pride fills him at last. At last the golden realm could love him. Could not discard him. He had done what no one else could. They could see that he was a true son of the golden realm. But his brother had returned, changed. Gone was the Giant-Killer, here was the gentler brother he had tried so hard to reach and failed, every time. Wrought with anger, fear and pain, they fought on the bridge between worlds. The bridge shattered under the weight of the hammer and they fell — nearly.

Nearly . . .

The younger son told the high king what he had been trying to do. He asked for understanding — he was a fool — he thought his family would take him back — but he wasn’t theirs — they saw him for his monster that he was and said no. And thus, the monster was defeated, plunged back into the depths and the golden realm was saved . . .

The rest of the pages are filled with celebration and a single spread page with Thor and Odin standing over a mound of blue. And a pitiful voice whispers, I could have done it, Father. I could have done it. For you. ]

[necromanswers]

[Lup stares down at the book's page for a long, long moment, her brows furrowed. And then, quietly, she folds it shut and sets it back in the pile, leaving the rest alone.

That was... a lot.

Finally she turns to look at Loki again, still frowning.]

Is that what you meant? Making it worse?

[dothelokimotion]

[ he nods slowly. ]

It is the start of all things. After that, the mind was fractured. Trust was difficult. Even the narrative spun circles around the mind. What was true? What was real?

[necromanswers]

...Yeah, I can imagine.

[She glances over towards the void where she'd originally found him, her lips pursing into a tight frown. She wants to be mad at him, for the stupid and cruel plan the books revealed, but as he says things could be... twisted. And there's something seriously messed up about this place, that much she already knew.

Enough of that was real and clear that she's... annoyed, for sure. So she pushes herself to her feet, stepping over to him, and gives his cheek a little pat- not a slap, but nothing tender about it, either.]

Dummy. Love didn't do that, you did. Love's just an emotion. Love's what helps people forgive the fuck-ups, what helps you right the wrongs. Don't blame it for the choices you made.

[dothelokimotion]

[ the starlight flickers as if a howling wind snuffed the brightness if only for a second. a woman's voice echoes, love is for children. mjolnir crumbles a little. but loki himself does not react and merely stares her down, impassive. ]

Then I am unworthy.

[necromanswers]

[She laughs at that, not unkindly, but not especially seriously, either. She waves her hand, as if it could brush off the voice.]

Nah, you just fucked up. And whoever it is that said that is dumb, too. Or are you going to try and tell me that your brother doesn't love you?

[dothelokimotion]

[ he snorts, the first real sign of emotion. ]

Thor is a fool.

[necromanswers]

[Hey, she'll count her small victories.]

Yeah, probably. But that's not what I asked.