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Loki Laufeyson ([personal profile] hiddles) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2009-11-16 03:44 pm

GIANT SQUID, MARIN COUNTY

WHO: The Avengers, Loki, Initiative members who want to drop in.
WHERE: An unincorporated area of Marin County, just north of San Francisco.
WHEN: Sunday.
WARNINGS: Nope.
SUMMARY: There is a giant space squid thing. And Alan Moore is nowhere in sight.
FORMAT: Quicklog! No posting order, just jump right in and get some CR. I will be playing the part of the squid.

You might have been in the middle of something worthwhile, or you might have just been asleep. It doesn't matter. Either way, you find yourself in a quaint area just north of San Franciscoβ€” the Golden Gate bridge is visible, so you're pretty sure it's San Francisco. There are large houses, rolling hills, and terrified lookers-on, because coming out of the bay is some horrific magical tentacle beast. It's a good thing whatever's brought you here also given you your weapons and other appropriate super-hero gear.

As for that whatever: it might be the red-cloaked woman, floating twenty feet in the air with an unreadable expression. "Avengers assemble."
liverletdie: (Iron Man | Flight)

[personal profile] liverletdie 2009-11-17 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Someone is a little distraught at seeing Wanda after being ported in. Not the Wanda that was here, but the Wanda he knew, and she isn't looking as crazy as the last time he saw her.

Unfortunately, there isn't time to catch up, since there's a Giant Squid coming out of the water, and someone knows when it's time to fight and time to chat, so he's looking around, and taking stock as to who's showing up, before getting ready to attack the damn thing. Thankfully, it hasn't done damage yet, so he has the necessary seconds to compile the information. ]

[identity profile] hulkkeysmash.livejournal.com 2009-11-18 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Bruce had been sleeping, so the transportation was a nauseatingly jarring way to wake up. He's still a little punch-drunk from it, unsteady on his bare feet as he squints around him. Without his glasses, he can only see broad chunks of color.

Also, something that kind of looks like a squid in the water. Is this San Francisco? Where are his clothes? Is this one of those dreams where he is giving a presentation in his underwear?

Bruce rubs at his eyes, disoriented, until he makes out a bright gleam of red and gold above him ]