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Hiatus/Hibernation/Euthanasia?

//Yes. THis blog is pretty much dead. I have but one thread to reply to (sorry Jane!) and nothing new to thread. As much as I like the boisterous meathead. The warrior that leaves his carnage in his wake. Binder of the wolf. But with nigh to no-one to RP with... yeah. not happening I guess. People with ongoing threads are tagged, and hereby apologized to.

I simply can't play a character I don't get to use more than every month or so.

Maybe I am in the wrong fandom, considering that smut is not my strength and will be avoided. Maybe I don't post enough gifsets. I don't know.

So. Hiatus. Maybe I'll try again another day.

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OOC Anyone here?

Anyone wants to thread or reply to started ones? I am up for cracky or story-heavy threads... anyone? Would be a shame if I'd hvae to put ol Týr to rest...

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//I guess it is time to put this blog to rest? No new threads, no replies and people deleting... meh.

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"Why fight for Asgard indeed?" Týr looked into the distance. "When I was young and hotblooded, I swore an oath, to protect this realm and what it stands for. I do not break oaths. I do not lie. Only in battle I use deceit. Asgard is something dear to me; A society build on glory and valor, a warlike people and feasts. Simple pleasures and an oath keep me." But a shadow danced across his face, and for a moment his tone grew sombre. "I regret that incident with the binding of Fenrir. They promised to let him go, and we all full well knew it to be a lie. That was the one time I had to decide between loyalty and honor. I choose poorly, and gladly I would give my other hand to make it undone and wash off my guilt."

"Yes, the peace is finally restored. Finally time to train new einherjer. Time to collect more information about potential threats, and to find relics of power, so that they may not be used against us." And his grin broadened considerably. "And time for seeking out old friends and allies. I have a few trips planned myself, see if I can rouse a few of our old partners in arms."

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I think your rps are wonderful and I wish you had more people to actively rp with. I could definitely live with seeing more of you on my dash.

//Thanks a lot! Well, one of my partners deleted ;_; and I haven’t got any new replies yet. If ANYONE WANTS TO THREAD *waves sign* Well, I’ll have to kill time on my other two RP blogs until something happens here I guess.

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Would you kindly reblog this if you are an active roleplayer? JUST ROLEPLAYERS

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o.o did darcylewisofmidgard delete?

Noooo!

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//Anyone wants to RP with Týr? Or reply to the exisitng threads? No?

*goes back to his Silm-RP account*

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She sat in another armchair, leaving the books on the floor, close to her feet. Her back hurt a bit after carrying them. Sigyn only ordered a cup of wine before she returned to the chat. “Well, I guess that it’s a good thing that you haven’t heard about me. I bet that I am not someone people are pleased to know about. But to be honest, I’ve been enjoying the peace I so needed after all the chaos and riots.”

"Yes, the peace is finally restored. Finally time to train new einherjer. Time to collect more information about potential threats, and to find relics of power, so that they may not be used against us." And his grin broadened considerably. "And time for seeking out old friends and allies. I have a few trips planned myself, see if I can rouse a few of our old partners in arms."

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//If you want to thread, shoot me an ask

I am allways open to plotting!

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"Yeah, I am sure it will go. We left those practically everywhere when we brought peace to the realms. And no one has complained yet." He stretched, and slowly patted the folds out of the 'inconspicious' Midgardian clothing he wore. As far as you could call a black suit, white shirt and black tie on his fram inconspicious. Heimdall had recommended it to him, if he wanted to blend in. And if the midgardian secret service was using it too, the gatekeeper couldn't be that wrong. Týr had completely overlooked the small smile that had filled Heimdall's eyes at this suggestion.

"Well, if is that easy, I don't see a reason not to do it. Do you have a fireplace and a spit, or were will we roast it?" Týr hefted his sword back into it's sheath, the huge slab of metal once again were it belonged. "So, How much do we need... you, Darcy... me and Thor... will three pigs suffice? Or should we be sure and by a cow as well?"

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Jane’s eyes were wide as the bifrost opened in her living room. Darcy had vanished to get dressed, somehow still vertical after a night on two hours of sleep and a bathtub full of booze - that woman’s liver was indestructible.

Thor sidled up to Jane and kissed her forehead. “Thank you for this,...

Jane sighed at the marks on the floor, tilting her head as she regarded them with newfound interest. "They are actually quite lovely. And I'm sure the smokey smell will die down." From the other room, Darcy and Thor were laughing, and she could not help but smile. This was good, very good.

"Boar, yes. But not around here. We have pigs. Less bristles and tusks. But bacon? Delightful." She reached out and pointed to the window.

"We're got something called a supermarket. All the meats can be find either there, even on a farm, straight from the source. But I know just the thing- come on, we're all going on a trip."

She explained they'd make a stop to the butcher in town, where he and Thor could find the perfect meat for their feast.

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OOC: Welcome all you people

Hello there! I have an open starter lying around, take what you want! Come plot into my askbox. AU's Mythverse, Marvelverse, crack? GO FOR IT :D

My threads tend to be wordy and without fancy gifs and stuff though. You have been warned.

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"So, the adventure. Good choice, and no the easiest of the three as well. Option two would have taken all of five seconds." Týr tried to put up a stern face, but the chuckle welled up uncontrollably. The mead was starting to get to him. Good. "The Norns you were wise not to pick, this way would have probably included all sorts of Asgardians meddling. The third way, the adventure... Little chance of success indeed. We should probably teach you how to use Mjölnir before we disembark... and leave an I.O.U out for Thor." He roared with laughter at the thought of taking the mightiest weapon of them all, and leaving a small note *I.O.U 1 Mjölnir Týr*

Refilling his cup with the last puddle of mead, he offered Darcy his hand. "I shall fight by your side on this quest, and stand at your back so that no foe might overtake us. Under my blade will your enemies find their demise, and meadhalls shall vibrate with the songs of our deeds. Lets drink and be merry, for we leave tomorrow. First, to teach you to fight with the weapon you are borrowing. And than we head for an old friend of mine..." There was the glint back in his eyes, the anticipation of grand deeds in the near future. "Though I hope you do not mind if we have to travel abroad a ... bit." He put an emphasis on the last word that made clear, that this was a gross understatement.

If ye be worthy.

Jovial, was the first word that came to Darcy’s mind when she heard Týr laugh, jovial which was quickly followed with mischievous. There was something about him that made her wary, on guard but not in a bad way. Darcy quickly came over and filled her glass half full…she was already fuzzy around the edges.

She relaxed at his reassurance and nodded, “That’s good. Jane was worried that his association with us would be seen as…a hindrance more than a help.” When his grin twisted into something else, Darcy’s gut gave a jolt and she didn’t know if she liked it..or not. “The Norns…” she repeated softly as Týr continued talking, lifting the cup to her lips in thought. Rather than choke, she forced the swallow of mead she’d just taken down with a wide eyed expression. “Killed?! I don’t…I’m not to keen on dying just yet..even if I do come back as a kickass Valkyrie.” Taking a long swallow, Darcy wobbled back over to the sofa and leaned against the back of it. “An epic journey? So..you know someone who could give us clues? Well..as soon as I sober up I guess we can go.” She was slurring now and look down at her cup..nearly still half full..oh well. Darcy lifted it and drank down the rest of it in one go. “Epic journey it is then..frought with peril..almost certain death..little chance of success…what are we waiting for?” Holy fuck she’d been wanting to use that line for ages.

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/C-can you switch off commentary entirely on youtube? Please? Is this option available?

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//The reply I owe will be written tomorrow. Not feelin Týr today :/

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//I have a few open starters if anyone would like. And if anyone is interested in a needlessly long gore RP, in wich enemies are splattered, I'd be game as well.

And AU's. I like AU's.

In other words: COME PLOT WITH ME

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He knew full well why he had but one hand with which to point fingers and the fact alone placed the warrior in a place of treachery as much as Loki’s own actions and poisoned words placed himself there. Loki took in the thread with a finely painted scowl and chose to let the words roll off his back like the meaningless droplets they should be to him. 

"They are not just stories, Týr." It was so like his brother’s to play off the legends their mother had shared as naught but stories to lull them to sleep. "Much has happened while you have been off playing war hero at Thor’s side, the universe and it’s powers are awakening and with them new threats have surfaced. Things even the gatekeeper’s allsight has failed to see." 

"As you know the Bifrost is working in thanks to my securing the Tesseract and the Aether now rests with The Collector until such a time as I am in need of it. The others; however, are not so easily known. It has taken me a great deal of time to locate the one I now seek. Laevatein.” 

Týr tensed, when threat to Asgard's security were mentioned. If there was a person as dedicated as Heimdall to Asgard's security it was Týr. And as much as he wanted to give Loki a piece of his mind for giving the Aether away- surely no outside party could be trusted handling it- he kept his mouth shut, and listened.

At the mention of Laevatein his eyes narrowed and his thoughts raced. He had made a point of learning all there was concerning War, and weapons of note. He knew the resting places of a few weapon's that could be reactivated in times of need, all filed in a small list, sorted by potency and difficulty to retrieve. It was high up on the power scale, but only a question mark filled the box 'location'. "It's location is know? Good news indeed, far too long has Asgard been deprived of this potent weapon... Though I did not know its strength was derived from an Infinity Stone."

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