Thor Odison

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[legends-and-savages]

Peter had worked long enough with Drax, but he was not expecting this from Thor. It felt very familiar to Quill. It was almost like when he had met his father. "Right because we need to stop that." Peter said with a nod.

He was not usually on the backfoot; he was the one going through the door first usually, but Thor was quite excited. He could get it though on one hand. If he was about to meet someone he admired.

Peter was impressed himself, but not nearly as much as Thor. A sucked in breath from him as Thor pushed his hood back. One hand reaching out for him. "Wait." He said. "Shouldn't we wait until he's not busy."

Peter followed after him down the stairs all the same. He was used to being the one rushing forward so for him to be following trying to keep him safe or at least from then being attacked.

Zeus meanwhile hadn't realized that anything was a miss yet. Since he was quite distracted by what he was doing. If there were to be murmurs then it would draw attention certainly. He hadn't heard anything yet.

@himbovikinggod

[himbovikinggod]

@legends-and-savages

Thor barely felt Peter’s hand graze his arm, swatting it away with a distracted wave. "Wait?" he scoffed, not even glancing back at the mortal. "One does not wait in the shadows for a legend, Quill! This is a moment of grand convergence!"

Down below, a brutal clash of axes echoed, but Thor ignored the gladiators entirely. He puffed out his chest and threw his arms wide.

"ZEUS!" Thor's voice cracked through the amphitheater like actual thunder, completely shattering the ambient roar of the crowd.

In the center of the arena, the combatants froze. A hush rolled through the lower tiers of the stands, a thousand divine heads snapping toward the stairs.

Zeus blinked. The King of the Gods shifted his considerable bulk on his floating dais, his thick brows knitting together in sudden annoyance. He picked up his glowing thunderbolt, twirling it idly as he scowled up through the glaring magical lights.

"Who dares interrupt the sacred bloodletting?" Zeus demanded, his amplified voice echoing with casual, dangerous authority. "Reveal yourself, interloper!"

Thor's grin only stretched wider. He slapped a heavy hand against his own chest, vibrating with pure joy as he prepared his grand introduction.

[legends-and-savages]

"I try." He said. There were plenty of people that would argue that he maybe wasn't the person to come up with the smartest idea, but he wasn't like anyone else. He didn't have the celestial powers anymore, but he was still different enough.

Peter barely caught the the cloak as it was tossed at him. He pulled it on and pulled the hood down over his eyes. He was just glad that the attendant didn't even notice that two of them had just picked up two cloaks.

"Which is why we're here." Peter said. "We're supposed to be getting his help right or warning him?"

A small noise from him as they started toward the doors. Peter was not sure what to expect as he followed him toward the doors.

Zeus was enjoying watching the combat in front of him. Unaware at the moment of what would be occurring in short order.

[himbovikinggod]

"Both! We shall warn him, and then he shall lead the charge," Thor whispered back, though his version of a whisper still rumbled like a passing storm front. "It will be a glorious alliance, Quill. The mightiest beings in the cosmos, standing shoulder to shoulder to smite the God Butcher!"

Thor didn't wait for a response. He shoved his broad shoulder against the towering golden doors, slipping through the gap and pulling Peter into the blinding splendor of the Pantheon.

The amphitheater was staggering. It was a massive colosseum carved from living light and marble, packed with thousands of deities from a million different pantheons, all cheering, jeering, and drinking from overflowing goblets. The noise was a physical weight, a roaring wave of divine arrogance and celebration.

Down in the center of the arena, lounging on a floating, ornate dais, was Zeus himself. He was exactly as Thor had pictured him, clad in gleaming armor and a stiff, golden skirt, his thick beard perfectly curled. Zeus wasn't merely watching the gladiatorial combat below; he was conducting it. With a lazy flick of his wrist, he sent a crackle of golden lightning down into the dirt, making the combatants scramble and the crowd roar in absolute delight.

"Look at him," Thor breathed, completely forgetting the entire concept of a disguise. He reached up and shoved his heavy velvet hood back, his blue eyes wide with pure, unadulterated fanboy awe.

He didn't care about blending in anymore. He was in the presence of his absolute hero, and stealth felt like an insult to the occasion. Without a second thought, Thor stepped out from the shadows of the doorway and strode right out onto the brightly lit, descending steps of the grandstand, fully exposing himself to the arena as he marched downward, assuming Peter was right on his heels.

[himbovikinggod]

@legends-and-savages Quill

The air changed the moment Thor crossed the last veil of light. Omnipotence City spread before him like a gilded bruise on the sky—marble terraces, shining arches, rivers of starlit water spilling between statues that looked down with smug, perfect faces. Every step rang as if the ground itself wanted applause.

He kept his shoulders square, but wonder tugged at him anyway. This was a place built to be seen, and to make visitors feel small. He refused the second part.

Beside him, Peter Quill’s voice came quick, bright. “Okay—okay, that’s… that’s actually insane.” He sounded like a boy let loose in a vault of toys, trying to pretend he wasn’t.

Thor glanced over. Quill’s eyes tracked everything at once: the floating barges, the jeweled fountains, the gods drifting by in robes that cost more than kingdoms. Thor felt his own mouth threaten a grin.

“Try not to stare,” Thor said, then failed to follow his own advice as a thunder of laughter rolled across the plaza.

[legends-and-savages]

Quill was used to space. There were plenty of worlds that still stole his breathe away. But something like this was different. The words had slipped out without him realizing that it happened.

Mantis had insisted that Peter come with Thor on his mission. So it was how he had come to be standing next to Thor in the place of the gods. A raised eyebrow from Peter. "I'm not the only one." He said. "But also I don't know about you, but we stand out like this." Peter said.

"We should probably try to blend in." Because they certainly won't going to accomplish anything just standing out like this. He looked over at the sound of laughter. "Take it that's the big boss."

[himbovikinggod]

"Blend in? Yes, of course, a masterful tactic, Quill," Thor agreed, though his booming whisper carried easily over the chiming fountains. He did not sound like a warrior on a desperate stealth mission; he sounded like a boy moments away from joining a festival.

He snatched a pair of heavy, indigo cloaks right off a passing attendant's cart, not bothering to ask or pay, and tossed one directly at Peter's chest. Thor swung his own over his broad shoulders, pulling the velvet hood down just far enough to cast a shadow over his bright eyes. He felt incredibly cunning.

"And that is not just a boss," Thor continued, his chest swelling with pure, unadulterated reverence as he leaned in close. He pointed a thick finger toward the grand amphitheater where the booming laughter had echoed. "That is Zeus. The oldest, the wisest, the most formidable of us all."

Thor practically vibrated with anticipation. The grim mission, the shadow of Gorr, the urgency of Sif's warning—it all momentarily dissolved in the blinding golden light of the city. He was about to meet his absolute idol. Without waiting for Peter to properly secure his disguise, Thor clapped a heavy hand on the mortal's back and steered him toward the towering golden doors.

"Come, Star-Lord. Let us witness his glory."

[himbovikinggod]

@legends-and-savages Quill

The air changed the moment Thor crossed the last veil of light. Omnipotence City spread before him like a gilded bruise on the sky—marble terraces, shining arches, rivers of starlit water spilling between statues that looked down with smug, perfect faces. Every step rang as if the ground itself wanted applause.

He kept his shoulders square, but wonder tugged at him anyway. This was a place built to be seen, and to make visitors feel small. He refused the second part.

Beside him, Peter Quill’s voice came quick, bright. “Okay—okay, that’s… that’s actually insane.” He sounded like a boy let loose in a vault of toys, trying to pretend he wasn’t.

Thor glanced over. Quill’s eyes tracked everything at once: the floating barges, the jeweled fountains, the gods drifting by in robes that cost more than kingdoms. Thor felt his own mouth threaten a grin.

“Try not to stare,” Thor said, then failed to follow his own advice as a thunder of laughter rolled across the plaza.

[legends-and-savages]

@hotblondvikinggod sent: wait a minute , let me finish . (For Orm)

𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑨𝑻 𝑴𝑬| Accepting

When Orm had left Arthur he hadn't expected to end up going through a portal, still not sure how he's done that, and somewhere else. He was already irritated so being captured just made it worse. Orm looked over at the blonde in the cell with him. "Go right ahead." He said. "Not like we're going anywhere."

[himbovikinggod]

"Thank you, my friend," Thor uttered with regal politeness, his tone unwavering even as he grappled with the surreal sight of both standing in their entirety, adorned solely by the gleaming bracelets clasped around their wrists and the ornate collars encircling their necks. These trinkets, the tools by which Zeus harnessed and suppressed their formidable magic, stood as a stark reminder of their current subjugated state.

"Open the doors this instant, lest you incur the wrath of my mighty fist, you fools!" Thor's voice thundered with a mixture of command and warning, his towering presence demanding obedience. Yet, his words fell upon deaf ears, the gravity of his threat met with blatant disregard.

[mumurpmemesource]

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[americansentinel]

♞ @himbovikinggod

The only man alive who had been able to pick Steve up like a sack of potatoes and carry him away from a fight was Bucky, but that had been before the serum and Steve's feelings hadn't changed on it.

He hated it.

Yes, he was being a stubborn ass, but that didn't mean Thor got to throw him over his shoulder and physically drag him away from the fight.

"Put. Me. Down!"

[himbovikinggod]

"Rogers, you may possess great strength for a mortal, but you are still a mere human! I cannot bear to see you fall prey to an Asgardian creature!" Thor exclaimed, frantically searching for a safe haven to protect Rogers from harm.

[americansentinel]

"You didn't think I was a 'mere mortal' when you let me drink Asgardian mead!" Steve shot back, yes he could be killed, but he was an enhanced individual that had to give him a little bit of a leg up regular humans didn't have.

"Bucky and Tony are never going to let me hear the end of this."

[himbovikinggod]

"Hush now, Rogers. Fear not, for I understand you may be feeling a tad light-headed. It was merely a drink to aid in your relaxation," he reassured, gently laying Rogers on the grass now that the beast had been dealt with. "Can you manage to stand, my friend?" he inquired with concern.

[americansentinel]

♞ @himbovikinggod

The only man alive who had been able to pick Steve up like a sack of potatoes and carry him away from a fight was Bucky, but that had been before the serum and Steve's feelings hadn't changed on it.

He hated it.

Yes, he was being a stubborn ass, but that didn't mean Thor got to throw him over his shoulder and physically drag him away from the fight.

"Put. Me. Down!"

[himbovikinggod]

"Rogers, you may possess great strength for a mortal, but you are still a mere human! I cannot bear to see you fall prey to an Asgardian creature!" Thor exclaimed, frantically searching for a safe haven to protect Rogers from harm.

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

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[messeduphood]

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[celestialterran]

Peter felt like a tourist more now than he ever did in his entire life, though he was doing his best to play it straight. Peter was still trying to wrap his head around there being a city of gods. He looked to Thor incredulously. "What happens if he refuses? I mean what's our sales pitch here?"

Usually he was more than willing to just wing things but he wasn't so arrogant to think him and Thor alone could handle an entire city of supped up gods.

"If things get... messy, will you be able to use the bifrost thing here? Or is that against the god-rules?"

[himbovikinggod]

"But it's Zeus!" Thor bellowed, his voice booming with optimism. "Surely he would not refuse to aid us." Ever the optimist, Thor sought the good in people, even when circumstances seemed dire. As he spoke, he felt eyes upon him, and glanced around at the gathered crowd. Curious glances and hushed whispers followed their group. Despite his growing unease, Thor forced a charming grin, attempting to appear unconcerned. He stood tall and golden as a laborador, yet commanding as an ancient god.

"Well, Heimdall is dead," Thor related grimly. "So none now hold vigil at the Bifrost." He studied Quill's reaction, wondering if the man knew of Heimdall's fate. Best to make plain the circumstances, he decided.

"Or is it merely my imagination..." Thor murmured, glancing around again at the gawkers surrounding them, "or do these people watch us overly closely?" An ominous feeling crept over him then, though the nature of the danger still eluded him. Trouble brewed here, with he and his comrades at the heart of it. He gripped his axe tightly, senses straining for the first signs of threat.

[terefah]

at least i'm not straight

[himbovikinggod]

@celestialterran

Upon their arrival at Omnipotence City, Thor's excitement was practically crackling in the air. The city's grandeur sprawled before them in all its majestic splendor – a captivating vista of towering spires and intricate architecture that could rival even the most glorious halls of Asgard. The atmosphere hummed with a palpable blend of eager anticipation and raw power, the very essence of the divine practically coursing through the streets.

As they walked through the shimmering gates, Thor gazed upward in awe at the colossal structures that seemed to touch the heavens themselves. This was truly a city fit for gods. The air smelled of crackling ozone and ancient magics, energies that called to the thunder god within Thor. He could scarcely believe that after all his adventures across the realms, there were still such wonders left to discover.

"The plan is simple. We will ask Zeus for help, you know?"