Open RP
You hadn't met any other fandoms since you decided to step into the light. Well, truthfully, you hadn't met any at all. Sure, you had seen them, accidentally walked into their house even, but never actually spoken to them. But really, what was the use? You were an old hag, not even interested in many things the younger fandoms liked. The only thing you really could think of to talk about was weapons, and you were almost certain that would help you gain little to no friends whatsoever.
So you decided to stay on your planet, lay in the grass and gaze up at the Bifrost that, for some reason, connected your Land to the rest of the worlds. You were debating on which on the worlds to go to at the moment. Asgard? No, you were there just the other day. Jotunheim was a bit old as well (not to mention you didn't want to run into any of those acursed giants with whom you did not get along with often).
You were silent as you stared up at the Rainbow Bridge. Your mind was running through all the possibilities of where you could possibly go. If you were to visit Valhalla, you could see many old Vikings you had befriended. However, you were just there yesterday.
A frustrated sigh escaped your lips. You really didn't want to visit Midgard, but it was the old place you could think of that might have other fandoms you could meet. Not that you wanted to meet them, of course.
Without a second thought, you pushed yourself up and began your travel to Midgard.
