TEXT. UN: LOKI. FILTERED TO LOST ON AN ISLAND.

[selfimage]

[ the only thing worse than being stranded on a desert island in some random corner of the multiverse was being stranded on a desert island in some random corner of the multiverse without your divine powers. alas, for the last week of abandonment, Loki's been sour, quick to temper, and unshaven. several times his mind has wandered to the trials of his own brother and his binds to mortality through his former alternate human persona: Doctor Donald Blake. that had been a punishment and a lesson, here it just seems like he's hindered.

but today, he seems in somewhat higher spirits. ]

Fellow ALASTAIR members:

During my mid-morning walk in the depths of a rather sad and dreary jungle, I happened upon a certain something rather out of place. It was a hatch, made of metal, long unused. Not able to keep my curiosity from getting the best of me, I picked the padlock (I'm not answering any questions about this) and found an underground shelter that was once filled with provisions. As we're undergoing a rather awful streak of bad luck, it seems that there wasn't much of use. However!!! Pause for dramatics, please- there were some items still salvageable:

x1 ""something"" akin to a mortal lighter to set things aflame (kind of fun)
x3 containers of water (boring)
x1 a pocket tool of many tools (so-so)
x15 long, sharp objects that are known as swords, commonly used for stabbing

Our Dakal friends were prepared, in rather sharp condition, if you get my drift. :) All hands are welcome to remove them from their underground prison, and anything you can use to find to whet them- well, that's all the better!

Now, there's the question of the bunker and the jungle, but I suppose that's a story for another time.

[ while he can usually out-think his way out of anything, this seems to sate his current battle against his uselessness. ]

Comments

[dishearten]

if that were true I think you'd still be willing to give give means of protection to whoever wasn't willing to make funny noises. are you?

[selfimage]

Fine.

[dishearten]

very good of you.

( he is so proud, Loki... you can't tell but he is ok. )

if you give me a personal example I'll give laser noises a go.

( he has no heart it is very hard to embarrass him anyway. )

[selfimage]

[ at least someone is proud of him even if he's annoying. ]

I'll set my training skills to stun.

[dishearten]

I don't know what that means either, but I am guessing it's another reference of some kind.

( oh Graham why does anybody ever even talk to you. )

[selfimage]

[ it's the beard. ]

Let's just go with "we'll work on it."

[dishearten]

fair enough.
where are you handing out all this splendor you've happened upon?

[selfimage]

I'm still off in the jungle, biding my time. :)

[ translation: this silly human body won't let me carry fifteen swords at once. ]

[dishearten]

I'll meet you there, then. I'd like to see this bunker of yours for myself, anyway.

( what caused one of the cat-like people that had lived on this island to make an underground bunker in the first place? )

[selfimage]

[ that's a good question—one he has, himself. ]

As you will.
It'll be a regular party.

[dishearten]

two men in a bunker? you've got low expectations for a party.

( this is ... a joke, I think. who knows. )

[selfimage]

Any situation can be a party if you put your mind to it.
Just believe.

[dishearten]

I'm not sure that's true, especially if I'm present

( fun killer extraordinaire and it's almost a little sad that he knows it. )

[selfimage]

Oh, come on.
None of that.
I'm sure you're plenty of fun.

[dishearten]

you know, not too many would say that about someone in law enforcement.
I'm more fun when there's whiskey. too bad you didn't find any of that in your bunker of swords.
though I suppose the combination would probably have been poor.

[selfimage]

Please-
It's not a real Asgardian party unless there's both.
Drunk and stabby.

Though with the way these fellows lived I'm surprised there's not more of it.

[dishearten]

doesn't sound too different from the parties in the forest, then.

( drunken men seemed to love their swords even more than sober did. AND HE MEANS THE METAL ONES, OKAY. )

perhaps they kept it in another bunker.

[selfimage]

The boozey bunker.
Every civilized society has to have one.

[dishearten]

uncivilized too, I'd wager.