a welcome;

[mallowmods]

Who: Everyone and everyone!
What: Welcoming in the new members to Mallow Hallow
Where: Everywhere!
When: March 2nd.

[ Once everyone’s settled in their particular districts, no doubt thousands of questions running between each individual mind, there’s an announcement. Not over the devices, but rather in speakers all over each and every district. A familiar voice should ring out—you did, after all, hear the voice of your Queen earlier today. ]

Ahem! Can you hear me? Ah, right then.

Hello loveies! You might recall this particular visage which speaks before you—that is, I am your Queen. Call me Queenie, if you must! I’ve met you all on this particular day, and I find it important to bestow some of my boundless knowledge onto you, sweethearts.

Now! Done with formalities, let’s see where we stand… ah, yes! Might I be the first to welcome you all to Mallow Hallow, our wonderful little country. Not too big, not quite too small either! It’s just lovely, isn’t it? Oh, how all my new babies will love it here! Or—perhaps not. [ She clicks her tongue. ] Either way, it doesn't really matter. You're stuck here for the time, so do try to make the most of it, dears.

Of course, there are our sectors within Mallow Hallow. Six… [ There’s silence for a short moment. ] Yes, there are six, aren’t there..? Well, six different communities you might stem off from! Surely you remember the name from our meeting earlier? If not, I’m sure one of the regular inhabitants of each particular district will assist you in naming your new home!

Live where you’d like, eat what you’d like, do what you’d like! Our homes are now your homes, so please, consider us all a big happy family to you! Remember you can reach me or any of the other rulers of any of the districts, over at our voicemails! [ Somehow, that seems sarcastic… ]

Also, don’t cause any trouble, or I’ll personally end you. [ There it is. ]

I suppose that's all. Well then, bye now, dears! And let the word spread—Mallow Hallow is up and rising once again!

[ ooc: Quick links: Lochwell | Mallowhallow | Orlea | Astralfield | Crystalden | Highcrest | Whitewood | Network ]

Comments

[forcedreset]

[ loki is entirely unperturbed. after all, a little dimension hopping is hardly anything new for the mischief god, though generally he is aware of when it is happening .. though all things considered, well.

in short, loki is not entirely unhappy to find himself here. curious, concerned, and in many ways shocked, perhaps -- but not unhappy, and loki recovers soon enough and commences exploration. the king and queen had not been entirely informative but that's all right, he has been given this wonderful little scroll device that seems very much like a stark phone in a Cool and Interesting Shape, and loki is, as it were, rather good at collecting (and ferreting out) information.

he walks now atop a low mortared wall that follows a quaint, winding mud path. lightfooted, he hops from stone to stone, his eyes on the device between his hands, his thumbs working furiously over its smooth, shiny surface while he speaks, seemingly, to himself. ]

Highcrest, hm.. it shall serve, I think! Rather an Asgardy feel.

And smell.

[on_thin_ice]

[A snowball drops onto you head]

[forcedreset]

[ wow rude.

um.

loki stops short, and tilts his head up -- ]

[on_thin_ice]

[There's a young boy, sitting on his stick, laughing]

[forcedreset]

[ hm.

there is no snow around. but there is a young boy, sitting on a stick, laughing. and what a strange stick it seems to be. ]

Strange weather!

[on_thin_ice]

Really? You don't say.

[forcedreset]

Oh, but I do!

[ loki takes a moment to tuck his device into the front of his tunic, where it will be safe from any slushy mishaps, then spreads his hands. ]

Why, I see no snow around at all! And the sky is quite clear!

[on_thin_ice]

Maybe you're not looking hard enough.

[He twirls the staff in the air, causing some snow to drop on your head. Again]

[forcedreset]

[ rude!! but loki is not so easily taken off guard this time, and he ducks to instead catch the snow in his gloved hands. ]

A fine trick!

[threateningflour]

[a light frown makes it across Coulson's features as he notes the boy's presence. There's something about the boy. That and of course the word 'Asgard'. He decides to call out casually]

I thought Asgard is just a myth.

[forcedreset]

[ pausing mid-stride, loki glances up from his device. ]

Says not the patient citizens of Broxton, Oklahoma! But no, sir, it is no myth.

[threateningflour]

That's interesting. So who might you be?

[forcedreset]

[ with a flourish of fingers: ] I am Loki, of course.

[threateningflour]

[his expression dims for a moment, unhappiness, surprise, and annoyance rearing their heads briefly before he forces his poker face back on]

I thought he'd be older.

[forcedreset]

[ aaaand loki is more or less unsurprised to see any of those expressions. a grin quirks his mouth. ]

I get that a lot!

[threateningflour]

[he's still mildly irritated he dropped his poker face anyway]

You don't seem to mind.

[forcedreset]

[ an easy shrug. ]

Should I? I cannot help that my reputation is enormous! Ah, well.

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi, wandering along the mud path with some dismay for the sogginess of it, hears the voice and the light footsteps. She stops, tipping her head to better hear.]

It does smell nice here.

[Rather like her forest at home! Verdant and growing and fresh. Terezi's chin lifts as she scents after this person, black lips faintly parted, breath hissing over sharp fangs. She's a slender girl, a little over five feet tall, with grey skin and short black hair. Her eyes are burnt-out-red and staring blind behind her red-lensed glasses. Her ears are pointed, and from her hair rise a pair of slim tapered horns, coloured exactly like candy corn.]

[She's dressed in all black, save for the Libra sigil on her shirt in teal, and her bright red sneakers. In her clawed hands is a red-and-white blind man's cane, the head of it shaped like a dragon's head.]

[forcedreset]

[ pausing mid-stride, loki balances for a moment on one heel, then spins abruptly to face this .. girl? loki has met many strange creatures, but never a creature such as this! righting himself, he leeeeans forward to get a closer look, still balanced easily on the edge of the wall. ]

Ah! Indeed! Mostly, at least.

[allseeingtongue]

It does! You smell interesting, too! You are not human, but you are not a troll either. Most interesting!

[Terezi grins, moving closer, tipping her head back to peer up at the young creature. He smells of black velvet space and diamond-sharp ice and of something golden bright and glittery. It is a particularly appetizing smell, cutting and clean. She likes it immensely. Her burnt-blind eyes stare sightlessly up at him.]

[forcedreset]

Do I?

[ what a thing to say! loki kneels down upon the wall, dropping into an easy crouch with his elbows resting against his knees. this close it is evident that she is blind in some way, perhaps, though he cannot assume for sure - ]

At any rate, I am no troll, though I have been called as much before! Absurd, if you ask me; I look nothing like one!

[allseeingtongue]

If humans can take up the fine art of trolling, I suppose anyone can! But a troll does it best!

[Terezi sniffs again, then reaches up a clawed hand to touch, fingers lightly splayed. She wants to know more about this cheerful little creature!]

What are you, then, Mister Space-Ice-Glitter?

[forcedreset]

[ oh, touching.

well, it's acceptable, he supposes, as she seems unable to see. loki tolerates. ]

Space Ice Glitter, is it? But I am a god, as it were, and a frost giant as well, if we are discussing the matter of race and species. And what are you?

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi is careful not to scratch him with her claws. Inhuman he might be, but he's shaped like one, and humans have thin skin. Her own grey skin is much cooler than a human's, tough and faintly leathery to feel. She steps closer to explore, lightly taking in his hands, then starting up his arm.]

I told you! I am a troll! I'm not a god, though, I didn't reach that level in the game. What are you the god of?

[Because all gods, in the game of S'Grub, had aspects. Terezi is the Seer of Mind, and her human friend Dave had been the Knight of Time.]

[forcedreset]

I thought that - [ pause. ] Well, you are surely the strangest troll that I have ever seen!

[ loki wears gloves, and long clingy sleeves. he wears tunic and cowl and circlet, and so the only skin to speak of that is open to touch is his face, and it is yielding and smooth as any human's -- or aesir's -- though cooler than either. ]

I mean no offense. You look far better than the trolls I have known. At any rate, I am the god of mischief, or so they tell me.

[ but wait games what.. ]