video ◐ un: man of still

[figureitout]

[ Good day, recruits! Today, the network graces you with the image of a teenager, sitting in front of... a wide array of weird things. There's a pile of coconuts, some broken tree branches and some obsidian scattered around him. Stiles' expression can be best described as a determined grimace, and the brief wave he gives before starting to talk is haphazard at best. ]

Okay, so-- I don't know about you guys, but I'm definitely not going to wait around for the goddesses to get wind of what the Timeline told us to do, so I thought I'd, uh, start a self-defense... thing. In case Ryba decides she'd rather get rid of all of us before we even start thinking about getting rid of her.

[ Not that he is all that opposed to killing both Ryba and Nalanni, really; if the goddesses are gone, the world survives. If they live, the world dies. If they're sent somewhere else, who knows if the same thing happens there, too, and they just inflict this same situation on some unsuspecting planet. He has no trouble picking out the lesser evil here. ]

I wasn't around when people were building the bomb, but I heard the bomb itself was fine, even if the result wasn't. I still need some more stuff [ he gestures at the pile of things in front of him, a pile decidedly lacking some necessary ingredients ] and no clue how to get them so... I guess my point here is, those who were involved in building the bomb? Some help would be helpful.

[ It seems like that's going to be it, but then the video swims back into focus, almost like another thought has occurred to him. ] Also, before anyone gets on my case about "how can you do that we can't kill anyone", please notice how I said self-defense. That means exactly what it sounds like, I'm building these to make sure no one kills me. Or, uh, anyone else out of the recruits, actually. I mean, have you seen me? I'm not exactly goes-out-to-kill-people material. [ As in, he has literally zero knowledge in martial arts or shooting a gun or any powers whatsoever. (Nogitsune notwithstanding, he's trying very hard not to think of that.) Sarcasm is his only defense... outside of the bombs, thankyouverymuch. ]

Oh, and if anyone has a clue if these even work against divine beings, now'd be a good time to tell me. [ Loki, he's looking at you. You and everyone else god-material around here. ]

( ooc: stiles doesn't know it, but the bombs do work! and if anyone would like the threads to go from video to action and help building the bombs, that is a-okay with me! for anything else regarding the use of these particular bombs, hit me up over on plurk @ celen c: )

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text; @magnusficent

[warlocks]

[ Magnus is still steadfastly refusing to be involved, but also he can't really let some kid stumble around blindly.

anyway, have a picture of the red flowers you need, Stiles. ]

you need to grind these up, by the way, not just pluck them for your bouquet. i suggest you find a friend to potentially babysit you should you breathe any of it in.

[ look, he's not saying Stiles seems like the kind of guy who would accidentally breathe this stuff in no matter how many warnings he gets, but... ]

[figureitout]

[ Wow, look at all these helpful people! They totally have a team going on here. A somewhat scattered, reluctant and alarmingly murderous team, but a team nonetheless. ]

so what i'm getting here is that i need to somehow grind these into a powder while magically not breathing at the same time?

seriously, how did you guys manage this the first time around?

[ ... probably with the help of said babysitters. Though he has high hopes someone will actually join him and he can guilt-trip them into doing that grinding while he stays far, far away from the flowers. So far there's practically the Atlantic between him and them. ]

[warlocks]

Don't look at me. I decided not to participate in blowing up the locals. I assume the ones who got by still had limited use of their magic at the time or were extremely skilled at holding their breath.

[ Well, okay, he picked maybe one coconut before deciding making friends with the local wildlife was entirely more interesting and less likely to result in him losing his hands. ]

[figureitout]

I thought the plan was to blow up the volcano, not the locals... and wow, that is so helpful.

actually, dude, if you haven't been participating in the previous anything, what have you been doing?

[ please tell him all about this wildlife. ]