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And then the voices started, telling him of another universe, talking of power and chaos beyond what he could have ever dreamed.
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Once Brave
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Post by Balder on Feb 4, 2013 10:55:56 GMT -5
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Midgard was not unlike Asgard upon first observation. It boasted large buildings and bustling citizens just like home. They were dressed oddly to him, but Balder knew that the culture would be different, so he did his best not to gawk like a child. However, that did not mean the others were not gawking at him. Balder was in his armor, a blue and mythril set, with gold furnishings. He probably looked like he had stepped off the set in a movie, and consequently, there was a big production being filmed right there in Central Park. "Titans in New York" was the working title, and many of the onlookers gathering around him were asking for his autograph, thinking that with his handsome face and costume he must have been some sort of famous foreign actor from England or Australia.
A man approached him; he was carrying a strange horn that read 'director' on its surface. "You're late!!" he sounded rudely in Balder's ear. Balder blinked, unsure of what to make of this behavior, but he did not react hostilely. Obviously this man was of some importance to this area to be treating his subjects as such. Or maybe he was just a fool.
Balder just laughed.
The director did not know how to respond and laughed as well as though the two of them were in on the same inside joke. "Oh, you kidder you! I like you kid! You'll go far in this industry, God bless ya!" he patted the god on the back. "Now, I need you over here. Here's your script. We changed a few of the lines since the producers thought the old stuff was a bit too cheesball. Now you remember the plot: you want to bring your brother home, but he's fallen in love with a human and doesn't want to leave. It's your job to bring him back, and now the two of you are in a duel to the death."
Balder gasped. How did this man their history? Wait, Thor did not wish to return to Asgard!? He wished to fight him!?
"I know, kid. I know. It breaks my heart too. Now you kill em dead out there alright? You're gonna go far, kid. Mark my words! You're gonna go far!"
Balder held the script loosely in his hands, walking grimly to the battleground to face his brother in death.
(OOC: anyone can jump in while he's waiting/looking for Thor who is going to jump in later. Brother reunion! )
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The God of Thunder
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Post by Thor Odinson on Mar 6, 2013 0:04:38 GMT -5
[style=margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 287px; border: none; padding: 5px; overflow: auto; width: 220px; height: 268px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 9px; line-height: 15px; text-align: justify; background-color: #0F0F0F; color:#8E8A8E;filter: alpha(opacity=70); -moz-opacity: .50; opacity:.50;] Thor had no idea Balder was in fact, on Midgard. On the other side of the set, Thor had been wrangled into his own mess. As luck would have it, the co-star of the film Titans in New York was a no-show. The producers were on a tight schedule and were at a loss of how to continue filming without their lead actor. Rodney Parks always had a habit of being difficult to work with, but the company chose to work with him since he was talented and the people loved him.
Thor had settled himself in Central Park to get his favorite hotdogs when a panicked producer had spotted him. They muttered a bunch of rapid words Thor could not make sense of, but they begged for his help, that it was a matter of life and death, and immediately, he was charged up to help this poor man. He had no idea how it would turn into this. Six months from now he would be watching this movie with a knowing smile, but today he was confused. No one had told him Titans in New York was a film set. He thought this was all absolutely 100% real.
The producers and makeup artists fawned over him and hurriedly described the scene to him, much like how the off-key director had done the same for Balder. What Thor could make out over all of the squabbling over the other was that his brother was angry at him and that somehow this involved Jane. They tried to provide him with weaponry, but it was much too light for his tastes. After all, Thor had Mjolnir. He had no need for any other hammer in battle.
He would not be confronted with Balder just yet. The makeup department was very busy contouring his cheeks and styling his hair for the battle ahead. 'Working their magic' as they had described to him. Thor insisted he had no need for their spells.
ϟ Tag: OPEN | Words: 319 | Lyrics: Thor Quote | Outfit: Thor suit | Notes: This is an OPEN topic. We'd love to have other folks show up and get pulled into the film. We don't want Balder and Thor to meet just yet! Lots of near misses. XD Please join! I promise lots of fun! *bribes* [/style]
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Once Brave
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Post by Balder on Mar 6, 2013 11:20:31 GMT -5
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The filmmakers all crowded him as he arrived. There were bodies littered across the grounds (the actors were still very in-character and Balder had not known these men were not actually dead). It was odd to have such an entourage in such a place, but Balder did not question the customs of mortals. It was very welcoming they would escort him here, almost comforting as they offered words of encouragement to him. They inspected his armor and gawked at its craftmenship.
"Woo-ee! The prop department really did a number on these!" the young man knocked on his breast place, grinning at the dense sound it made. "You don't look like a tin can at all! We won't even have to CG over it much! Man, ya gotta love quality craftsmenship. They just don't make 'em like these every day."
"I will be sure to tell the dwarf you admire his work." Balder smiled slightly. "I trust you find it suitable?" he was merely humoring the mortals at this point.
"MORE than suitable! I mean- WOW! And he talks in character too! Sally, I want one." the man stood back from Balder and placed his hands on his hips, admiring his suit from top to bottom. He laughed when his coworker jabbed his sides. "What!? Tell me you don't think its cool!"
"When will... my brother arrive?" Balder asked finally, his eyes fixated on the distance.
The woman called Sally shook her head. "I just got a ring that he's being held up in magics, so we're just getting you ready to film another scene in the meantime." she turned to her companion, "This is the scene where his love shows up right?"
(OOC: anyone can jump in while he's waiting/looking for Thor who is going to jump in later. Brother reunion! )
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Do you fear death?
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Post by Hela on Mar 8, 2013 8:54:23 GMT -5
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Hela had hoped that there might be another chance meeting with her uncle turned enemy and now turned friend, Thor. He had mentioned he often came here to partake of the breaded sausages he had been buying only days before when they met here. Hela's skin was a sickly sort of pale and her dark hair, for once, was actually managed into the thickest mane of black curls. Her eyes were a startling green set against the pale skin and dark brows.
Her clothes today were more plain than exquisite and she wore no armor or helm that she normally would. A green tank top, tucked into a waist tall black skirt and a black jacket. She was lucky she was finely attuned to magics because making Midgardian clothing fit her tall frame would not be easy otherwise. Copper and green jewelry hung from her ears and throat and rested on her right middle finger. She felt Asgardians near, maybe Thor? She had only come upon two others in this realm and they were either her father, Loki or her once-thought-uncle Thor.
Upon coming through the crowd who, like most mortals, naturally feared the power and death rolling off of the young in appearances woman. They parted like the automatic doors this realm seemed so fond of, quickly and instantly upon her arrival. As she walked through she saw who the Asgardian actually was. "Balder the Brave." She said softly, her green eyes moving over him as she took a moment to position herself defensively. After all, she was not supposed to have ever left the realm of Niefelheim under Odin's decree. The soldier might do what he could to ensure she returned to her rightful place.
The director looked at Sally then at Hela who simply stood and said nothing more. "What are you, sweet heart, some sort of giant crazed fan? Look, I'm gonna need you to leave or I'll get my guys to make you go."
"Your 'guys' would do well to try to move me." Her eyes remained on Balder though, intimidated by him, but she didn't show it. He was a valiant warrior and the dead sang songs in praise of him or cursing his name for he struck them down. "I do not come wishing hostility." Whether he believed her or not was up for question now.
"Wait wait wait, are you in on this all too? Didn't think they'd send such a la---tall woman to be his romantic interest. I mean what do you think?" He asked looking at Balder, "Kinda homely if you asked me. Pretty eyes, I guess." He whispered to the tall armored man.
A sort of hurt expression came to her face as her eyes finally moved to the director. Was he daring to say she was not to be desired? A mortal? Telling a God no one wanted her? Hela knew in her heart he was right, but she didn't like hearing it. "I have no interest in romance," Hela lied, "No man can love a monster." The goddess of death pushed past the director roughly, knocking him to the ground as she stormed past. Her arms folding across her chest as her head tucked down a small bit. Why did he have to be right? She lifted her foot and kicked a small rock into a tree... where it stayed... in the tree.
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Face it Tiger, you just hit the jackpot!
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Post by Mary-Jane Watson on Mar 11, 2013 17:42:27 GMT -5
I WANT YOUR UGLY AND I WANT YOUR DISEASE [/color][/font] i want a bad, bad romance *[/color][/font] WANT YOUR EVERYTHING AS LONG AS IT'S FREE- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color][/font] Mary-Jane had to admit, she had a feeling today was going to be an important one. She just hadn't anticipated just how much. Still, as she was sat in a chair with name on the back she felt for sure that she had made it at last. This was her first big break and she was determined to get it right. Do NOT mess up, MJ! Get it together girl she told herself firmly, staring at herself in the mirror. She’d only ever worked on stage thus far, and as her first time on a movie set, it was a little overwhelming. Still, Miss. Watson was good at taking things in her stride, and was thoroughly enjoying the whole experience. That was of course, until everything turned upside down.
As the makeup department finished her make-up, complete with costume, she looked every inch the beautiful movie star. The director had told her at high speed what he expected from the scene today and the overall plot. Playing a love internet of a God shouldn’t be too difficult, having her mind wander to a certain New York web slinger as of late. They’d only met a few times but she already felt those butterflies. That boy was something else.
Just then, she heard a clatter behind her and spinning around in her chair, Mary-Jane was faced with a green-skinned woman roughly throwing the director to the floor. She was very tall and intimidating but that didn’t stop the redhead rushing over to help. Sheesh, first day of filming and there was already problems between the cast and crew. Show business, eh?
’You alright there?’ she asked, bending down to help the director up. ’What was all that about?’ she added to the supposed green-skinned actress. ’Come on, let's play nice ladies and gents.’ How was she to know she was in the presence of a Goddess? [/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/b][/color] TAGGED:[/color] Thor, Balder & Hela WORDS: 312 CREDIT: template by delilahh @ CAUTION!, lyrics to "bad romance" by lady gaga[/font][/center]
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Post by Balder on Apr 7, 2013 17:45:59 GMT -5
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Balder felt like he had to calm the situation now. He did not realize yet the woman before him was Hela. His mind had run away from him from the notion that in a few moments he would locked in a fight to the death with his brother. Hela had been a child when he saw her last, so the memory of the face attached to that name was a smaller one, and it was a hazy memory at that. "Romantic interest? I was not told of this..." Balder turned to see into Hela's eyes (and since she was taller he had to look up to see them). "..." They were a startling color against her pale features. It reminded him of the first green flesh of spring fighting against the snow. "She is beautiful."
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[/color] he stated, as though no resounding fact were more true to him. My lady, I am sorry he insults you." [/color]he decided to try and rectify the situation between them, though her display of strength and similar speech pattern reminded him that she must be of Asgard. "A man can not love a monster, but I see no monsters here..." Balder laid a gentle hand on her shoulder, forgetting for a moment the scene of death around them and The director took Mary Jane's hand with a mist of confusion. Just who were these people? "I need to find out where they are growing you guys..." but then he cued into Balder and Hela and cocked his head. "Well, its too late to replace you now. Sally, get this gal a script, alright?" Sally was too busy getting test shots of Balder and Hela to hear the director's request at first. "Oh, sorry." she murmered in his direction. "But hey, look. She does well on film." [/color] [/div][/center][/td][/tr][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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The God of Thunder
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Post by Thor Odinson on Apr 8, 2013 20:38:43 GMT -5
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"Yo, yo, man cool it! Easy easy, eh? They're just test shots. We need you to hold still!" the cameraman peered at his lens to make sure the man hadn't damaged the equiptment. "Yeesh. You actors are so sensitive. And people think supermodels are rough."
"It would do you best to provide warning before you release the flash." Thor countered flatly, largely unamused by this man and his camera hijinks. He preferred to deal with the makeup artists.
"Er, smile?" the man tried weakly, earning a much more obliging nod from Thor, but the god was not done with him yet, as Thor seemed to wait on more words from him. The cameraman almost rolled his eyes, but thought it unwise considering Thor looked like he could crush him like a squishy little grape. "Smile, please?"
Thor then grinned happily.
ϟ Tag: OPEN | Words: 252 | Lyrics: Thor Quote | Outfit: Thor suit | Notes: This is an OPEN topic. We'd love to have other folks show up and get pulled into the film. We don't want Balder and Thor to meet just yet! Lots of near misses. XD Please join! I promise lots of fun! *bribes* [/style]
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Post by Hela on Apr 16, 2013 22:00:12 GMT -5
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Her entire face softened when his words sunk in and the fact that he didn't seem to know who she was became clear. Odin hadn't sent either son of his to retrieve the runaway. Not yet at least, "Well, you are no mere man." She said to the handsome Asgardian who stood near her. For the first time in many years, color flushed her face much lighter than a normal woman's blush due to her pale nearly white skin.
Hela's head turned to the fire haired young woman near them, how dare the frail mortal girl speak to her as though she were... common. "You would do well to watch your tongue." She murmured in a low angry tone, the cold edge returning to her face as she watched Mary Jane. She was not above killing an insolent woman. Not at all. She should know her place: Under the feet of Gods.
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Face it Tiger, you just hit the jackpot!
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Post by Mary-Jane Watson on Apr 26, 2013 19:46:41 GMT -5
I WANT YOUR UGLY AND I WANT YOUR DISEASE [/color][/font] i want a bad, bad romance *[/color][/font] WANT YOUR EVERYTHING AS LONG AS IT'S FREE- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color][/font] The director took Mary-Jane’s hand gratefully as she helped him back on his feet. He appeared to be as equally as confused as she as he addressed the others."I need to find out where they are growing you guys..." He stopped and surveyed the woman in green and the man in Armour. "Well, its too late to replace you now. Sally, get this gal a script, alright?"
Mary-Jane followed his gaze to see Sally, who had been taking snap shots of the two moments before. "Oh, sorry." she murmured. "But hey, look. She does well on film." The redhead giggled a little and shook her head at the commotion. She watched in astonishment as the tall woman in green and the man in Armour remained in character, talking in a specific speech pattern. They didn't seem to be reading through a script however, which struck Mary-Jane as odd. There seemed to be a chemistry between the two and the playful actress was about to mention it when the woman turned round to face her.
"You would do well to watch your tongue." She murmured in a low angry tone, making the smile fall from Mary-Jane’s face. She scowled at the woman, annoyed that she was being addressed so rudely. Perhaps she was famous and was not used to be spoken to at all. This thought however, if anything, only made Mary-Jane angrier.
’Excuse me?’ She retorted indignantly. ’And what gives you the right to talk to me like that? Just because you’re on a movie set, don’t think you’re so much better than us ‘little people.’” She then folded her arms and glared at the woman for a moment. ’Who are you anyway, sweet cheeks?’
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