3rd bolt [backdated to Friday]
((Action, 1124 Taylor Rd, around Mayfield))
Let it not be said that Thor, son of Odin, fears to drink the milk. Even were death permanent here, he would not fear to drink it, for what man of honor truly fears death?
That said, he had not been looking forward to drinking the milk again this morning. The poison and the near miss with the razor blades had been bad enough (and reason to hold this bottle up to the light to make sure it was free of any visible interference this time) - it was nothing but duty that had him doing this again.
And, as luck would have it, he got the Special Milk.
It wasn't ten minutes after he drank it that Thor started seeing trolls. Huge, hulking things, rimmed with frost or flames, some with skin like rocks and some with clubs and some with axes - walking on the street outside, driving their cars down the road, and in his kitchen.
Thor does not hesitate. With a roar, he overturns the kitchen table and plants his fist in the troll's face - or, well, the wall, because as this troll does not actually exist, these are the same thing. Satisfied that it will not rise to terrorize his not!family further, Thor bolts outside, ready to clear every fucking troll out of this town.
[ooc: Thor is running around town, and will mistake every person he sees for a troll. EXPECT TO GET PUNCHED. 8D]
Let it not be said that Thor, son of Odin, fears to drink the milk. Even were death permanent here, he would not fear to drink it, for what man of honor truly fears death?
That said, he had not been looking forward to drinking the milk again this morning. The poison and the near miss with the razor blades had been bad enough (and reason to hold this bottle up to the light to make sure it was free of any visible interference this time) - it was nothing but duty that had him doing this again.
And, as luck would have it, he got the Special Milk.
It wasn't ten minutes after he drank it that Thor started seeing trolls. Huge, hulking things, rimmed with frost or flames, some with skin like rocks and some with clubs and some with axes - walking on the street outside, driving their cars down the road, and in his kitchen.
Thor does not hesitate. With a roar, he overturns the kitchen table and plants his fist in the troll's face - or, well, the wall, because as this troll does not actually exist, these are the same thing. Satisfied that it will not rise to terrorize his not!family further, Thor bolts outside, ready to clear every fucking troll out of this town.
[ooc: Thor is running around town, and will mistake every person he sees for a troll. EXPECT TO GET PUNCHED. 8D]