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thethunderrolls.bsky.social
𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝕽𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖘.
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
You can't just hit folk with "my ex is a fish sometimes" and not explain
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"Intent's what counts, ma'am."

He mumbles, resting his hand on the hammer, laid flat upon the anvil, his finger shutting itself upon it's own, as if the tool itself casts healing itself.

His large, calm gaze raises to her confused expression.

"Magus?"
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
//my bad for the absence! Been adapting to a new job!
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
Hit his finger forging.

Pain.
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thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"Eeeeh. In the sense that they work with me cuz' they like me. Ain't no taming magic animals."
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"Not with you-."
flisshardy.bsky.social
“Wanna talk about Uranus?”
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"We had this exact conversation about neptune."
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"We had this exact conversation about neptune."
flisshardy.bsky.social
“Nah… it’s a blood thing, right?”
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
Preetty obvious.
flisshardy.bsky.social
“Wait… is vampirism an STD?”
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
Morn.

You should move, Reader. Teethgrinder's taking issue with the tree behind ya.
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
Electric arc when held close.

"You're way sharper than ya' look. Close. I'm more culturally icelandic. But I am a god. Þórr. To be exact.

Not that I go around telling people. Makes ya' sound like a dick.

Which leads me...-

Why do ya need that thing so bad?"
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
The man nods along his theorizing. Fetching his pipe from a pocket as he bends a second car into the shape of a chair to sit.

Reaching for his necklace, the hammer grows to fill his hand. Oddly short handle. Huge head, engraved with runes and constellations, which lights his pipe with an ~>
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
" *very* softly. It's how I heal."

Not a joke. Not that his grin helps
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
Are willin' to kill ya for it?"
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"I think your guess is gonna be more fun. Whatja think?"

He's dragging one of the men tossed from his hands along, at the feet of Jonathan to be interrogated about the stone, whilst he squats. His braids tingling off the miniature hammer around his neck.

"So what's with your rock that people ~>
imaprofessional.bsky.social

"Thank you for your help, my good friend. Though if I must be so bold ask — what on God's earth are you?"
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"Oh, I can. But yer' not gonna like it.

Imma hit you with the hammer-"
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"Nothing. It's a piece of rainbow.

Ya just-

Take better care of yourself, aye?"
flisshardy.bsky.social
It’ll be fine so long as he doesn’t knock her into next week ‘being gentle’.

Huffs a few shuddered breaths before getting herself under control again.

A dead person? As a disguise?

Maybe Strange would know.

“Thank you, I don’t know what to give you in return.”
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
He freezes a bit. Hand hovering over her back, but reeling back. Is it apropiate?

Surprise. He's very awkward when in these situations.

"I- well. As a dead person.

A specialist mage may be able to do that for ya."
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sonofpharaohs.bsky.social
❝ As all paths converge towards 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒, it is up to me to uphold 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑. It is not my 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 to be despoiled by servants of evil.❞

Earth’s Mightiest Sorcerer

— Khalid Nassour version
— DC Comics roleplay
— Multiverse friendly
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
He freezes a bit. Hand hovering over her back, but reeling back. Is it apropiate?

Surprise. He's very awkward when in these situations.

"I- well. As a dead person.

A specialist mage may be able to do that for ya."
flisshardy.bsky.social
“Wait… I can visit my big boy?”

Tears.

Because she still missed him like crazy. He wasn’t just a cat, he was her soul cat.

“What kind of disguise do I need?”

She spoke in a high-pitched squeak.
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
It's a tiny, solid piece of a colorful, glowing stone.

A piece of Bifrost.

"Leads to Vanaheim by Folkvangr.

Don't use it till you don't got a disguise. But if you've lost any cats... They'll be there.

Yeah. Once a dude tried to tell my wife how agriculture works.

She's the goddess."
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"Thanks."

He does appreciate the gesture. In the elapsed time. His goats, one raven male with a brainless look in his eye and one cream female with an urge for violence have reached him. Both nibbling from nearby grass as the female, Teethgrinder, kicks a tree to knock down the fruit.
thethunderrolls.bsky.social
"Just "do that".

Motherfuck-"