[Sixth] Action

[midgardserpent]

Outside 839 Hastings

[Jormungandr doesn't usually check the mail, he doesn't really care. But today there's a package. And it's addressed to him. He picks it up and turns it over in his hands. It doesn't look particularly strange, nor does it weigh very much.

Jormungandr finds himself curious.

So he opens it. It's empty.

But suddenly he feels a whole lot stronger than he did before he opened the package.

He blinks, staring down at his hands.

When he heads back inside he accidentally pulls the door right out of the frame.

...

Oops.]

Around Town

[And now he'll be walking around town late afternoon/evening as he tests his regained strength on various things. Like trees in the park. Or cars parked on the street. He's not trying to show off, really. In fact he's trying not to draw attention to himself. But when you're pulling small trees right out of the ground, roots and all, you're bound to draw at least a little attention to yourself.]

((OOC: So yeah Jormungandr, who is naturally a HUGE ASS SEA MONSTER has regained a small amount of his natural strength. Put that into a human body and you basically get super strength. He's still getting used to it though, so he may be breaking stuff for a couple of days. But hey, he's already way tall. Now he's way strong, too. Best not mess with this guy.))

Comments

Around Town

[imjustpicky]

[It's after school and the entire afternoon lies before him, so Picky doesn't want to be home. He wants to explore Mayfield some more!

...he's not as sure that he wants to explore Mayfield too much more after he finds some guy uprooting trees. Okay. One tree. But that is plenty impressive.]

Woah!

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

[Thor's on his way home from the construction site, pleasantly sore after a hard day's work and actually sort of looking forward to making it home - while the strange woman now inhabiting his house doesn't make casseroles like the drone woman did, it'll still be good to kick back with the last of the leftover mead, maybe turn on the strange talking box for a few minutes...

He doesn't see Jormungandr, lost as he is in thoughts of 1950s radio dramas and casserole. This is probably for the best - seeing his archnemesis ripping trees out of the ground probably would not sit terribly well with him.]

[meat-gum-and-me.livejournal.com]

From upstairs in her bedroom, Chie hears a loud noise. Did someone just break in?! She lets out a little yelp before jumping to her feet to investigate. She tiptoes down the stairs, ready to give any trespasser a good kick in the face. Seeing that it's just her not!dad, she breathes a sigh of relief.

Good, it's just you. You live here too, right? Uh, one question. [She glances at the amputated door.]

...Whaddya do that for?