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Well, well, well... Papa has been busy this century. Hello, little one, my name is Kasdeya. Now. Are you like Astaroth, and shall I bring you sweeties, or are you more the type for pleasures of the flesh?

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[leroidecoeur-blog]

I took t'e lib'rty o' makin' us a team banner.

Don'chu worry, mes amis. T-shirts will follow.

[leroidecoeur-blog]

So, t'e fuzzy blue elf's challenged me t' a roun' o' dodgeball.

Who's on team Crawdad?

((Please note that as of tomorrow I am on hiatus until Monday! But leave a Cajun some support?))

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threat: nanobots - iamthemightythorgodofthunder & bamfatnight

This is the archive of the nanobots thread going on between Thor Odinson and Kurt Wagner (aka Nightcrawler). Their bonus word was danger.

Status is ongoing and will be updated when they reply.

The mighty God of Thunder had one weakness, and one weakness only that he was willing to admit, and that was coffee. There was just something about the warm dark brown liquid that made him immensely happy and filled with joy. Except there were never any in the kitchen whenever he wanted some. He had already broken the fifth coffee machine this month and the Director refuses to replace another one until he had learned to properly use one. He tried, he really did, but technology was something that he could not really comprehend.  So with no coffee left in the building, Thor ventured out into the world that is called New York City, to find himself a Coffee Shop as the Man of Iron had told him.

Being who he is and how big he was, he stood out in the crowd like a sore thumb. He took up on the Captain’s advice to wear “normal” clothes to blend in more, but even in just jeans and t-shirt, his bold exterior caught the attention of everyone, especially women as he stroll down the street. He had to stop to ask for direction once, unfamiliar with the crowded setting of the city and eventually made his way to the shop that fill with the delicious brown liquid.

Kurt wasn’t exactly sure why he was in New York City today, other than the need of picking up a few things from the Avengers. He also wasn’t sure why he was the one chosen to do the teleporting when Pixie was a far better teleporter than he but it was asked of him and so he must comply. 

Within moments, Kurt teleported a few times towards the source of the high pitched screams he had heard, each time leaving behind the burning smell of brimstone and dark smoke as he quickly left the vicinity to try again closer. Hiding inside a tree, he carefully watches the area and see a couple of gun men, holding captive a group of what seemed to be the upper class elites having a fundraiser of some sort.

He teleported amongst the trees and tried to make sure he had noted everyone that was worth noting to take down. Within seconds he teleported and took one of the gunmen, teleporting and placing him into a tree after he knocked him. The other gunman that had been in front of the hostile, Kurt took had smelled the burning brimstone and turned around to see his buddy was now missing. 

To make his point he shot upwards into the air, taking one of the hostages and holding them against the hot muzzle from which the bullets had just exited. Yelling at whomever that took his friend, he warned that he would shoot the elderly woman if he didn’t bring him back safely. 

Kurt was now in a predicament, he had made the wrong move and could possible have cost some of these hostages their lives.

As excited as he was for the delicious brown liquid, he was a hero above all. His head perked toward the direction of the high pitch scream and immediately took off to it. Once he arrived at the scene, he scowled at the gunman as he frantically shouted at the sky and pointing his gun to the woman.

“Unhand the lovely lady, you vile, thief!” Thor demanded with a booming voice. His God like exterior somehow made him bigger. Something had already happened and he sense that someone had already beaten him here. He wasn’t sure who, but it surely wasn’t one of the Avengers.

Kurt had noticed the Asgardian, a tall and large blond man with a booming voice and spoke ye olde English. He was still hiding in the tree when he decided to take this opportunity to free the hostage that was in the arms of the gunman. He teleported quickly behind the man and quickly grabbed the hostage before bamf and they were a block away.

The elf knew he had to make it back to help the others before the gunman shot anyone to protect himself from the rather large ‘hero’. Kurt could swear the man was familiar but the man’s name had escaped him for the moment, and that didn’t matter right now, what mattered were the hostages. He teleports back hiding into a bush before saving another pair of hostages and watching the gunmen.

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