Mighty Muspelheim! [complete]
Character(s): Axel
Content: Axel comes to the city of dreams Paixao and is generally amused.
Setting: Muspelheim gate area
Time: During week 2, morning.
Warnings: None (other than Axel weirdness)
Waiting in line was boring. Axel needed entertainment. There was nothing better than heckling innocent bystanders. And he proceeded to do just that.
“You know,” Axel mentioned to the person nearest to him, who happened to be waiting in line in front of him, “whoever designed that entryway is an artistic genius.” In front of them was the great gate of Muspelheim with its frozen flames. Axel looked at it admiringly.
The woman he spoke to smiled thinly. Who was this fellow, and what was he talking about? He wore strange black clothes, and his hair was decidedly not blonde. In fact, she thought his hair looked more like the gates ahead of them than anything that could reasonably be called hair. She nodded, straightening her normal and proper blonde style a bit, and looked straight ahead. If she didn’t look at the weird man, perhaps he would stop speaking to her. Or even disappear.
But that didn’t work. “Though, now that I look at it,” he continued, putting a hand to his chin and tilting his head, “it kind of makes the gate look like the entrance to the underworld.” Axel grinned, though he was speaking more to himself than to anyone. He knew others could hear him, though. “Yet everyone still wants to enter, huh? What a place this must be!”
He knew exactly what kind of place this was.
“Does anyone know why they’re here?” he asked loudly, generally, so anyone could answer him. This could be great fun! Antagonizing the masses was quality entertainment.
“Of course,” said the man behind him, who was growing annoyed at the loudness. “This is Paixao. This is the city where your fate awaits you.”
“Annnnd why would that make anyone want to enter? Meeting your fate sounds an awful lot like dying, or something unpleasant.” Axel looked back at the man over his shoulder. “Why are you here?” he challenged.
The man hardly blinked. “I’m meeting my sister inside. She recently sent word that the city was everything she hoped for, and wanted me to come see it too.”
“Ah,” Axel replied, quieting for a moment as though the reply answered everything. Well, this was promising. At least that man was behaving as he ought to. And the others in line were shying away from him, as they should. Axel did deviate far from the norm. Their response was spot on.
He continued to make unsettling comments about the gate all through his wait, which ended up being not so long after all. People tended to break off from the line, especially when they were anywhere near him, heading towards the back where there was quiet privacy. He had to grin when there was no one between him and the gatekeeper, who did not look quite so amused.
Axel sauntered up to the gate. “Isn’t this a boring job?” He leaned on the gatekeeper’s booth as if they were old friends.
The gatekeeper leaned backwards a little. He could see why people were so uncomfortable around this fellow. “Sir, I need your name.” He made a forced smile.
Axel spread his arms in a grand gesture. “Why, just call me Sir Muspelheim!” He smirked as if that was just the cleverest thing ever.
The gatekeeper was not amused. Not even remotely. This was a disappointing reaction, but an expected one. “All right, Sir Muspelheim, take your journal and get on with it.” He pushed an electronic journal across the booth, not wanting to touch the strange man’s hand. “Next!”
Axel took the journal and went on without further incident into the city proper. The Muspelheim area was certainly very shiny, wasn’t it? He’d have to compliment its designers. And the area was very well populated. Plenty to keep him busy. There was nothing he could complain about, not right away at least. There was only one bummer about the whole situation. It was the one thing out of his control, but then again, things like that never really bothered him anyway. Call it a working clause. He was used to those.
Content: Axel comes to the city of dreams Paixao and is generally amused.
Setting: Muspelheim gate area
Time: During week 2, morning.
Warnings: None (other than Axel weirdness)
Waiting in line was boring. Axel needed entertainment. There was nothing better than heckling innocent bystanders. And he proceeded to do just that.
“You know,” Axel mentioned to the person nearest to him, who happened to be waiting in line in front of him, “whoever designed that entryway is an artistic genius.” In front of them was the great gate of Muspelheim with its frozen flames. Axel looked at it admiringly.
The woman he spoke to smiled thinly. Who was this fellow, and what was he talking about? He wore strange black clothes, and his hair was decidedly not blonde. In fact, she thought his hair looked more like the gates ahead of them than anything that could reasonably be called hair. She nodded, straightening her normal and proper blonde style a bit, and looked straight ahead. If she didn’t look at the weird man, perhaps he would stop speaking to her. Or even disappear.
But that didn’t work. “Though, now that I look at it,” he continued, putting a hand to his chin and tilting his head, “it kind of makes the gate look like the entrance to the underworld.” Axel grinned, though he was speaking more to himself than to anyone. He knew others could hear him, though. “Yet everyone still wants to enter, huh? What a place this must be!”
He knew exactly what kind of place this was.
“Does anyone know why they’re here?” he asked loudly, generally, so anyone could answer him. This could be great fun! Antagonizing the masses was quality entertainment.
“Of course,” said the man behind him, who was growing annoyed at the loudness. “This is Paixao. This is the city where your fate awaits you.”
“Annnnd why would that make anyone want to enter? Meeting your fate sounds an awful lot like dying, or something unpleasant.” Axel looked back at the man over his shoulder. “Why are you here?” he challenged.
The man hardly blinked. “I’m meeting my sister inside. She recently sent word that the city was everything she hoped for, and wanted me to come see it too.”
“Ah,” Axel replied, quieting for a moment as though the reply answered everything. Well, this was promising. At least that man was behaving as he ought to. And the others in line were shying away from him, as they should. Axel did deviate far from the norm. Their response was spot on.
He continued to make unsettling comments about the gate all through his wait, which ended up being not so long after all. People tended to break off from the line, especially when they were anywhere near him, heading towards the back where there was quiet privacy. He had to grin when there was no one between him and the gatekeeper, who did not look quite so amused.
Axel sauntered up to the gate. “Isn’t this a boring job?” He leaned on the gatekeeper’s booth as if they were old friends.
The gatekeeper leaned backwards a little. He could see why people were so uncomfortable around this fellow. “Sir, I need your name.” He made a forced smile.
Axel spread his arms in a grand gesture. “Why, just call me Sir Muspelheim!” He smirked as if that was just the cleverest thing ever.
The gatekeeper was not amused. Not even remotely. This was a disappointing reaction, but an expected one. “All right, Sir Muspelheim, take your journal and get on with it.” He pushed an electronic journal across the booth, not wanting to touch the strange man’s hand. “Next!”
Axel took the journal and went on without further incident into the city proper. The Muspelheim area was certainly very shiny, wasn’t it? He’d have to compliment its designers. And the area was very well populated. Plenty to keep him busy. There was nothing he could complain about, not right away at least. There was only one bummer about the whole situation. It was the one thing out of his control, but then again, things like that never really bothered him anyway. Call it a working clause. He was used to those.