Winter in July. I reckon there's something comforting about a bit of routine or familiarity here for all the mad things that happen. Sort of like how I'm almost positive we'll have summer around Christmas and definitely mistletoe again—that was my first curse, of course, and it's happened every year since.

Though I'm never sure how to handle birthdays here. I mean, with people who aren't around anymore. It feels a bit weird to ignore them altogether because it isn't just another day back home, so why should it be here? Then again, you don't just go around throwing parties for an empty chair, either.

I used to visit the Hall of the Missing, but that's a bit depressing, don't you think?


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[So, the device is showing a rather nice pair of rich, red pumps. The heel probably is about four inches high and sturdy enough that it doesn't look like it'll slip through a tiny crack in the pavement. The person wearing them is crouched, so you can see their shins. They are holding the device. They stand, slowly and the image on the screen displays the knees and the thighs of the fairly decent, muscular legs of a young wom --

No, wait. Is that a pair of... boxer shorts? Yes, yes, it is. The white undershirt is next and then the collarbone and then... the face of Neil McCormick. He seems... uncertain. When he speaks, he's looking down at the shoes and not at the device.]

Hi. So, um... Yeah. Two things...

First, I think I might need a roommate or a pet or something, because the clock is really starting to get under my damn skin.

And second... I can't get these FUCKIN' SHOES OFF!

[He takes a deep breath and let's it out slowly.]

There. I feel better now.

No, wait, I DON'T! Somebody bring a crow bar or somethin'...


(( OOC: Posted in advance, so I make sure it gets done, lol! Hope that's okay. :) ))

[Bruce retreated to the mountains after talking to Loki. The god had rattled him and he was concerned the other guy would make an appearance in the town. And it definitely isn't Bruce's eyes that fills the video.

The Hulk steps back, and frowns at the comm which is on a branch.]


Hulk no like white stuff.



((ooc: for the snow day curse because I couldn't resist.))

That was just typical of this place, changing the season only to make things more inconvenient.

That lasted one day too many.

[ooc; Assume this is a bit backdated to earlier today]