5th bolt - OPERATION MORDWAGEN

[richtighammer]

((Action, ALL OVER MAYFIELD BITCHES))

[There is a rumbling in the streets of Mayfield. It is audible over the sounds of gunfire and cries of battle, audible even over the moans of the growing hordes of undead - it is the thunder of the chariot of Thor, the sound before which men and giants have trembled since first the thunder god burst from the

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[gotoyourmoon]

*Hello, Thor. There is a snow-white winged unicorn with a shimmering rainbow mane and tail flying ahead of you, and kicking zombies in the face with enough force to launch their heads clean off.

One god to another, teamup?*

this is the most beautiful thing

[richtighammer]

[...What the...

Do the Valkyries usually let their horses fight without them?

...Are there even Valkyries here?

How do Valkyries work when the enemy is technically already... dead...

But this would involve entirely too much thinking to puzzle out - especially in the heat of battle, when thinking is the last thing anyone should be doing! Thor does not begrudge this new ally a few zombie heads.]

You're missing your rider, Sky-Runner! [he bellows as though it could understand - he's fighting beside a horse, after all, how much stranger could this be?]

i know, right?

[gotoyourmoon]

I wasn't aware I had one! *Speaking back as if it's the most casual thing, and kicking another zombie in the face.*

[richtighammer]

You speak! [THE DEAD COMING TO LIFE. TABLES WALKING. HORSES TALKING. THIS DAY OFFICIALLY CAN'T GET WEIRDER.]

I meant no offense! Where I come from, we do not often teach our horses to crush heads!

[As he crushes another head.]

[gotoyourmoon]

Where I come from, we don't often teach ourselves that, either!

*Another kick! And... that seems to be the last of them for now.* But kicking like that comes naturally.

[richtighammer]

You might put yourself to better use in the harness - there's room for a third between Tanngrisnir and Tanngnjóstr!

[Because horses pull chariots naturally, too, riiiiight?]

[gotoyourmoon]

No offense, but a harness doesn't sound very much like me. But on the other hoof--

*She crouches down to the point where someone could conceivably slide a leg over her back.* Get on.

[richtighammer]

[With a grin, Thor drops the reins and leaps from the driver's seat - the goats, he knows, can take care of themselves.

He bulls through the press of zombies around the chariot, separating four more from their heads before finding his way to Celestia and clambering onto her back with the ease of a practiced rider.]

Ha! And are those wings mere vanity, or shall we strike from above?

[gotoyourmoon]

*Okay, that weight's going to take some getting used to; she's never had something the size and shape of a human there before. But it won't hamper her movement much - she's sure of that much.

The wings unfold from their place on her back to their full length with a dramatic snap.* They're certainly not just for show, I assure you!

*And with a thunderous flap of wings, they're into the sky. Time to look for more prey.*

i might be shedding literal tears at the beauty of this

[richtighammer]

[Thor has never missed Mjollnir as much as he does at this moment - he knows this hammer will not return to him if he casts it at the zombies below, and he can't call down lightning from Mayfield's cloudless sky. But despite that, this is definitely an advantage.]

Look there! [Thor points his hammer at a crowd of drone-zombies menacing a parked car.] They wait for their destruction!

It is amazing

[gotoyourmoon]

Then we really ought to oblige them!

*UNICORN DIVE BOMB.*

[richtighammer]

[soundtrack here.]

[This hammer, unlike Mjollnir, has a handle long enough to wield it with two hands. Also unlike Mjollnir, there is a spike on top of it. A spike which is really efficient for braining zombies with slightly less mess than merely splattering their brains on the street.

...Not that Thor has any trouble doing this, either. He keeps his seat admirably, trying to keep his legs out of the way of Celestia's wings.]

HAAAAAAAA!

[gotoyourmoon]

*Ew, zombie juice on her snow white coat. Ah well, she'll wash it off later. Celestia pulls sharply upward after their first pass, hoping Thor is a good enough rider to hang on, and begins looping around for another.* This is a bit grisly!

[richtighammer]

[Thor wipes blood from his face with the back of an equally-bloody hand and laughs, already regrouping for the next pass.]

You're no warhorse, I take it!

[gotoyourmoon]

It's not exactly my hobby of choice, no! *But she's now dive-bombing them again, wings folded in to minimize drag - and suddenly spread as she pulls up right above the ground.*

[richtighammer]

[Thor shifts his weight and barely manages to hang on - driving a chariot across the sky is one thing, or riding a horse on the ground, but this is uncomfortably like both. Thor rather wonders how the Valkyries do it.

He smashes five or six more head as he passes, able to ignore easily the hands reaching up to grasp at them.]

Have you a name, Sky-Diver? I'd not want to leave out of the stories they'll tell of this battle!