test drive meme: pre-game opening #1

[jumpscare]

___test drive meme: dead weight edition. Step 1 → Post with the character and journal you're wanting to play. Leave the message blank with your Character's Name | Character's Canon. Step 2 → Other people respond to your thread! Fight zombies, deal with the "fictional character" news, whatever you please. Step 3 → ??? Step 4 → PROFIT! Step 5 → Spread the word! Bring a friend! Make a random announcement on D_M! Get this post to crack the hundreds! It doesn't matter if you end up apping or not! This is a place of fun and meeting new people before the waiting!

Text somewhat shamelessly stolen from assguardians.

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[coffeemugsmash]

[ When Loki became more solid it hit harder than as if he had vanished all together. He was actually there. He wanted to hope that his was perhaps Loki's lesson, and not his alone. But some how it did not feel that way. Seeing his brother there should have filled him with hope, but it only weighed upon him harder. ]

I cannot lift it.

[ His tone were meager, and weak. As though it took a great effort to admit such a thing, and had very little strength to voice it. ]

[rockofages]

[Loki frowned, dark brows drawing together sharply. In any other place he'd be overjoyed to hear such a confession from the almighty Thor. It was something he burned for as he fell through the void, but here?

Hearing it put something cold in the pit of his stomach. Thor could not weild Mjolnir, Loki could barely manage the most simple of spells... They together were weaker than they should be. This would not do.]

You cannot. Well... At least I am not the only one here that is a shade of what they should be. [He wants it to sound victorious, at least a little vicious. Instead his words seem almost concerned.]

[coffeemugsmash]

[ This news did not weigh well upon him, adding to the burden he already shouldered. If Loki were always without power, then they were both in exile. But it still did not answer the question of why.

Moving slow, as if mired in some unseen muck, he started toward his brother. He wanted to be hopeful that this would be a joyus reunion. That they would join forces and take on this world and its monsters together. But their last parting had left him with a knife in his side and little hope that his brother could be properly reached through love or reason. ]

Then we are both in exile, together.

[rockofages]

Exile?
[Loki's head tilts, his attention still upon Thor's hands. His gaze flicks up to meet Thors, his own eyes cold and distant even has he bears a twisted hollow smile.]

Did you not pay heed to the information given to us? Do you not still carry with you the garb and markings of the son of Odin?

[His last clash with his brother had been vicious, striking Thor in the side with a small silver blade. He'd shed a tear, but still he was unsure what he was grieving.]

Exiled I may be cast out as I was but you remain the golden child of Asgard it seems.

[coffeemugsmash]

[ He had paid attention to only as much as necessary. To the scant few details that applied to him, the way this realm worked. Yes it gave some basics, but it still did nothing that change his mind on this being a form of exile.

Thor came to a stop a few paces away from Loki. Looking as though he had recently suffered a rather fierce kick to the stomach. Those words wounded him. But unlike Loki, he had never seen them as terribly different. Even now. Which was why it pained him that his brother had become so lost to him. And that he seemed so blind to reason. ]

What other reason could there be, if we are both without our power?

[rockofages]

[The pain on Thor's face was a balm to his indignation in being summoned to this place and put to use. The hurt he'd nurtured into a powerful and blazing fire helped him smile, even if a distant part of him ached.]

Not without, just weakened. [His fingers snap summoning a brief and brilliant flare of green flame. It vanishes quickly and Loki's lips twist into a frown.]

Use your head, Thor. We are here to survive for the benefit of others.

[coffeemugsmash]

[ The flash of green fire surprised him. He'd known some of his own physical strength to remain, but he had not anticipated that. He was trying to work through what it could mean, trying to piece together everything.

But before he could puzzle it out, Loki's final statement pulled up his attention. He'd not encountered another living soul since waking in this world. The closest he had found was these monsters, and they were not exactly the conversation type. Did Loki some how mean those back on Midgard? Or Asgard? That made little sense, given his brother's general sense of purpose toward such people. ]

Others? What others?

[rockofages]

The ones that brought us here! [He snaps the words out, hand moving is a sharp slash.]

We are to rebuild or so I have been told. Or did you think we were truly alone?

[coffeemugsmash]

[ The look on his face said it all before he could find any words to voice the thoughts. He honestly had thought himself alone in a world of monsters. Exiled for deeds beyond his knowing. And the whole rebuilding idea had been lost among all of that. ]

I did, but now that you are here I see that I was wrong.

[rockofages]

[Loki scoffs. Of course Thor would be so thick as to think this was another banishment.]

Well then. Do we fall on old patterns or do we continue the new? [From the smile he wears, he does not seem to object much to the latter.]

[coffeemugsmash]

[ As much as he wanted to apply a more optimistic meaning to which patterns his brother spoke of, he could not allow himself that. And with a smile like that, he could not trust Loki's meaning. ]

I would rather it be as we were. As in Nornheim and upon Jotunheim. With you, by my side, fighting together.

[ As hopeful as the words my be, his tone reflects just how unlikely he knows it to be. The hint of desperation in voice and his face, as though he were trying with all his remaining power to make it true. ]

[rockofages]

[Loki's smile becomes grim. Thors hope and optimisism, while touching cut into him like blades. But he remined himself of one simple truth. How could he come home when there was no home to go to?]

Mayhaps that will happen.

[Loki almost pities Thor, it shows in his green eyes before the smile grows anew, sharp and far from kind.]

It would be wisest if either one of us wished to survive.

[coffeemugsmash]

[ That smile in no way reassured him. In fact, it worried him greatly. Had the loss in power pushed his brother even further away? ]

Can I trust you?

[rockofages]

Even if I said yes, there are those who'd call me a liar.

[There's accusation there along with hurt.]

After all am I not the Trickster?

[The smile drops as fast as it appeared.]

Trust my wish to survive this, trust that I well know that here the lone wolf dies while the pack survives.

[coffeemugsmash]

[ Those words were enough to ease at least a little of his worry. If no more because he honestly wanted to be able to trust his brother again. ]

You have always been known for your tricks. And your silver tongue. A talented liar, yes. But you were also once honorable and trustworthy.

If survival is your wish, and you say you speak the truth, I will believe your word.

[ He knew he shouldn't, that he needed to remember what vicious lies his brother had told. Remember the destroyer sent to earth. But he'd forgiven his brother that, and after such desperation in this place, the hope that his brother might not be so far out of his reach was too much to resist. ]

[rockofages]

[A scoff at that.]

You remain the only one to think so, Thor.

[He seems to pause, considering before nodding slowly. He didn't care for his 'brothers' love or hope for him, just for Thor's strength and ability in a battle. For the familiar sense of knowing there was someone strong and able at his back.

Until he has no use for Thor.]

Then let us leave. Shelter is needed and supplies.

[coffeemugsmash]

[ Not having his misplaced trust rewarded with violence or anger only reinforced it. He saw it having made the right choice. A step in the right direction. An affirmation that he was not wrong about how far gone his brother was--that it may not be so difficult to reach him.

He gave a nod to Loki's suggestion to leave. ]

Should you give others reason to trust you, I will not remain the only one.

[rockofages]

[That earns him a dismissive snort and Loki turns to walk away, towards where he thought he saw buildings.]

No more of that. We have bigger concerns.

[coffeemugsmash]

[ Thor follows at his brother's side, as though all the events of the past year and ceased to be. ]

Yes, of course. But where will we find such things? I have seen little that could be of any use to us.

[ Okay, so he was too angry and depressed and too busy smashing zombie heads to pay much attention to anything. ]

[rockofages]

I have seen dwellings in the distance.

[He points and through the brush, there lies the tell tale signs of buildings. Loki's thoughts was upon what options they had, how long he wagered they could go without supplies. It was a grim thought.

He gazed at Thor's arms and wondered.]

[coffeemugsmash]

[ Thor just gave a mild nod, and said nothing. His thoughts were on similar topics. The idea that he was not alone after all was enough to sober him up. The rage of battle was fading, and for the first time its absence did not leave him in crushing depression. This left his mind clear enough to see the reality before them. He actually needed to do something about survival. In such a state, he would grow weak in far less time than he would like.

He glanced over at Loki to say something, but he caught the way that his brother was staring at his bicep. He lifted his arm to look at himself, rather perplexed by the look. ]

Is something wrong?