#thefirsttodie

[serenkinley]

Read!

{haha well okay that's one, eleven more to go}

[frigga-wife-of-odin]

Hello Mother. How do you fare today?

"I fare well Baldr, How are you?" She spoke a smile on her face

[thefirsttodie]

ooc

Attempting to fix the stupid tag

[kissofmistletoe]

thefirsttodie replied to your post: .

//Did you get your whiskey “on the rocks”?

((Rum, dear, rum. On the coolest rocks I know.))

[kissofmistletoe]

thefirsttodie replied to your post: .

LAWL but pretty weapons are always functional, yeah?

((Of course, because film producers don't see anything pretty in this.

I mean, Thor CAN'T be seen striding around with that titchy thing.))

[kissofmistletoe]

Party Like it's the Last Day of Your Life | Closed

It was an odd sight to see, a flaring object shooting across the sky. It left a clouded trail behind, burnt a pearly white into the cobalt sky. But it's path wasn't constant, wheeling about as a magma eye spotted it's target, turning to aim for it. The bird merely tucked it's wings inwards, speeding towards the god with a single-minded purpose.

It only broke open it's wings at the last moment, back-sweeping to slow down and scrabble at the nearest object to stand on. As long as the forearm, the golden plumed bird was a sight to look on, a creature forged of fire and lava, wrought gold and molten metal to make the beautiful animal before Baldr.

But it gave little time for admiration when it pecked the shining one on the arm with a vicious beak, a great eye rolling down to the object wrapped about it's leg. A slip of parchment, easily unbound by the crimson ribbon holding it tight. It's scripture was neat, a scholar's writing almost, with a roughness at the edges where the ink had blotted around the tidy words.

Baldr,

Forgive the phoneix. It is the only bird I can think of that can travel over different worlds.

If you should be free this night, meet me at the westward entrance to Central Park at sun down. I plan a night of joy, to make up for the sorrow in our previous conversation.

Ever your servant, Baldr.

Also, be sure to dress in appropriate, tight clothing.

[serenkinley]

thefirsttodie replied to your post: Good evening, everyone.

Good even, milady.

Ah, Baldr. Has this city been treating you well?

[frigga-wife-of-odin]

thefirsttodie replied to your post “™•Mostly because I don't know what to do/say even if you seem fun. And I think you have a group Baldr already so.”

//I would love to plot with you. Baldr would love to talk to his mom. haha

Then come let us plot! If I remember right, in the last thread we did Baldr found out about well. . . everything. would you like to do something based off of that? Maybe after he had talked to Thor and the others about it?