Welcome to Haven:

[fluxscapemod]

What: It's moving day for everyone.
Where: Haven MagLev Train/Haven Train Station and then Jerry's Info Booth for the Newbies.
When: 04/28 - Morning
Warnings: There will be swearing, probably mentions of violence. Will update as needed.

This FluxOver starts a lot differently than the others. For starters, everyone and we mean everyone is waking up on a train. No one's waking up in their homes. The first sound anyone hears isn't an alarm clock. It's the steady hum and squeal of the MagLev train just barely skimming it's rails as it makes a turn towards the Haven Train Station and then a deep, gravely, lightly accented male voice saying:

"Haven Train Station! Last stop! Everyone off!

And then the grinding of brakes as the train slows down to a bit of a harsh stop. With so many people stuffed into the train like sardines, it's probably hot and crowded, and everyone wants off. It's also very likely you're going to wake up leaning on someone. Do you know them? Are they a stranger? Let's hope you didn't drool while you were sleeping, or snore too loudly.

When the doors open, the heat probably gets a bit worse and the crowd is very eager to get off the train. Jostling and bumping, it seems as though no one cares who they smack into, they just want off. Since it's the last stop, it's probably best you depart, too. Should you choose to stick on the train, you'll find that while it does depart the Haven Train Station eventually, it just goes through a foggy area that seems to lead right back to the Haven Train Station. It'll keep doing so until you depart the train. Once the last person is off, the train will roll away and disappear in the distance.


For all the newcomers, you'll feel an impulse to go right to the very ramshackle-looking information booth, where a gentleman named Jerry has your information packet. For everyone else, your phones will start buzzing and a voice will start giving you directions, leading you back home and we're sorry to say it, but your homes have taken on the external appearance of everything else around them. Pieced together, rusty. Built more for survival and less for visual appeal.

Again; externally. Internally, you'll find that nothings changed and home is just as you remember it. And for anyone that got anything for FluxMas, you'll find your stuff waiting for you in the kitchen of your homes. Unless it's a vehicle. You'll find the keys to that in your pockets, shortly after stepping into your houses.

Settle in. Explore. Find your friends.

Welcome to Haven.

Comments

Gwen Stacy: One closed prompt, several open. (tags will be delayed)

[hibana_incursa]

Waking up: Closed to Sam and eventually the other Housemates.

Gwen wasn't new to the whole change in setting thing this place liked to do from time to time. It's just that there's a huge difference in waking up in your own bed and looking outside to see a city or giant piles of snow, and waking up on a crowded, hot, kind of smelly train with your head on someone's shoulder. Her wake-up alarm was most certainly not a guy who sounded like he smoked several packs of cigarettes a day. Last she checked, it was Lovely by Billie Eilish. Something calm, not jarring.

And she was even more certain that she'd fallen asleep with Hawk on the living room couch, and not with her head on Sam's shoulder.

So, essentially, she's having a hard time right now. Especially with her spider-senses acting up. It was louder to her than it would be to a lot of the people on the train, so she could feel a headache coming from that. And she could smell everyone. And it was too hot and honestly? She wasn't too impressed.

So she sits up with a groan, wobbling some when the train grinds to a halt and stays seated for a moment while everyone else around them gets up.

"Sam...Sam, hey. We gotta get off this stupid train," Gwen states, reaching over and shaking Sam slightly, all while looking around for Miles and Hawk and Jess.

"I can't find our housemates. Do you see them?" With that, Gwen stands and looks through the crowd, sticking by Sam. She wasn't about to lose sight of one of her best friends, not when she was new to things changing like they did.

Starkbucks:

"Oh, what the---" Gwen found her place of employment and was mad at how it looked. She was trying to follow the directions her phones GPS kept barking out at her, but part of that route took her by Starkbucks and it wasn't what she recognized at all. First of all, when did they get the giant roaster in the back (which had the air smelling amazing)? Second, why was it suddenly in a shipping container, and third? What happened to the vast majority of the drinks and food they sold? Now it was just coffee, tea and a sign stating which days they might have pastries?

"Seriously, what the actual --- "

Mr Stark and Jace were not going to like this at all. She was sure of it.

Home: OTA, come visit.

There was a micropig in the kitchen, sitting on the ground and looking up at Gwen as though she were the most precious and important thing in the world to said pig. And after Gwen got a look at the collar around his neck, Gwen understood why.

That was her name and address on the tag, and apparently the pigs name was...

"Peter Porker. Are you for real right now, little guy?" Gwen asks, finally grinning. Man, it was hard to not laugh at this situation. The pig lets out a few soft grunts and noses Gwens hand, tail wagging wildly as it spins itself in a circle and then runs around Gwen's feet a couple times, acting like he's so excited to see her and he hasn't seen her in forever and he's JUST SO HAPPY.

"Okay, I get it. I now own a micropig." A pause, a shrug. "Cool." She's just going to head outside and take the pig for a walk, Peter staying close by her feet.

Exploring: OTA - Wildcard

Find her anywhere in the new setting, followed by her new pet micropig, with her black cat Miles Purrales living in her backpack. The Caldera, the dilapidated mall, finding friends to check on. Tags are delayed; today is Covid shot 1 day!

Piglet!

[crazy_white_girl]

Tandy doesn't know what to make of anything going on at the moment but she certainly isn't impressed either. She doesn't have spider senses but she doesn't like the feel of the place as it sets off all kinds of vibes that leave her on edge. It also becomes a question of how long they are stuck there which is hard to predict.

She is on her way to find her place when she spies something interesting though. Or maybe she should say adorable because it is the micro pig that draws her attention as she pauses before smiling brightly.

"Oh god, is that..." She coos as she hurries over, squatting down once she is a foot or two away. "How cute are you?"

"What's its name?" She glances up at Gwen.

Waking up: Gwen and Sam, open to other housemates later.

[imalarusso]

Sam had been getting used to Driftcrest, to settling into her new life. It didn't seem like she was going to get home anytime soon. But she had Gwen, Miles, and most surprisingly of all, Hawk. Sam was tentatively building a friendship with him. At least she no longer pictured or heard the snap of Demitri's arm when she looked at him anymore, that was progress.

She was jarred awake by Gwen. She definitely was not expecting to be on a train. What was even happening? She was too new to know how they went from place to place. Sam looked confused and rubbed the back of her neck, focusing on Gwen.

"What? No. What's going on?" She stood up when Gwen did though, hopefully together they could find Miles, Hawk, and Jess.

The Caldera

[morethanatrickster]

After having settled into his new apartment, which was rather chic if a little odd for his tastes, Loki decide to make his rounds and see the sights. There were quite a few things to take in, after all, and the more he knew about his place the better. The crowd around the skatepark was what originally drew him, and he found himself watching this sport with more than passing interest. He'd never seen the like before. Admittedly, the mortals had more than passing skill. There didn't seem to be any sort of competition here, though he was impressed, not that he was going to tell them how impressive they were.

When he thought no one was looking, or at the very least listening, he did let slip commentary on the display, for instance when a rather talented skateboarder landed a halfpipe double flip.

"My that was impressive." It wasn't loud, and one would have to be close to hear it, but it happened.

Jessica - OTA

[walkingshitshow]

TRAIN
"If you bump into me again, I'm going to toss you through the closest window." Jessica didn't bother to bite back her irritation as she glared at the man standing closest to her. She continued to give him a dark glare until he backed up to give her space for a second or two but it wasn't long until someone else was bumping into her, causing her to growl as the group moved to get off the train.

Honestly, she had dealt with worse on the subways back at home but she still didn't like it as she stepped outside to look at the city that was their new 'home'. As soon as that was done, she was turning around to look for the kids, frowning to herself as she waited to catch sight of one or all of them so she could make sure that they were okay. Not that she was their mother or anything, she didn't try to feel that role (and she didn't want to) but she couldn't help feeling somewhat responsible for them. Maybe that came from sharing a house with all of them.

After that, she moved on, keeping an eye out for anyone else she might recognize while she took stock of all the changes. Yeah, it wasn't the most appealing of places but she had certainly dealt with worse.

HOME
While it certainly didn't look the same on the outside, Jessica was relieved when she found the house and that it was the same on the inside. That eased some of her concerns as she stood in the living room with a bit of a sigh. Then she moved again only to pause when she felt something in the pocket of her jeans, something weird and almost sharp jabbing into her hip.

Looking confused when she tugged a key and fob from her pocket, she studied it for a moment before realizing that it looked very much like it belonged to a vehicle. Moving back outside, she checked the front of the house before moving around to the side where she spied a Jeep parked and almost like it was waiting. Pressing a button caused the Jeep to beep like a greeting even as she muttered a confused little curse.

Moving closer, she took time to inspect the outside before looking at the interior. Then she pulled herself into the driver seat, musing quietly to herself about how or why she had suddenly, and seemingly, inherited a vehicle when she hadn't owned one before.

WILDCARD
[ Find her anywhere at any time. She'll be checking a lot of things out. ]

Train

[the_next_mission]

While she was searching for others, there was a firm hand that settled on Jessica's shoulder from behind, with a voice simultaneously joining it to prevent any untoward incidents from happening.

Like getting punched.

"It's me."

When Jess turned, Tony was standing there, features placid yet inscrutable--with a glimmer in his eyes that was decidedly unhappy and possibly vaguely afraid.

"Fancy meeting you here." he went on, but somehow managed to make it sound more like Thank God you're here, thank God I'm not alone, thank God in general. There were familiar faces, then there were familiar faces he genuinely liked. Jessica was one of the latter--a grown up one, not the one or three Tony was looking for, like Tandy and Gwen and Peter.

"You okay? Also, you haven't seen a couple blonde teenage girls, or an overly respectful dark haired nerd boy, have you?"

Home:

[hibana_incursa]

"Cool wheels," Gwen states from nearby. She has a pig with her. A micro-pig, brown and pink and deeply in love with the mud puddle Gwen made for it by dumping a bucket of water in a patch of dirt. Of all the places that this pig could have shown up, it had to be the freaking desert.

"Yours from home?" A soft grunt and squeal from the pig who decides to flop in the mud and lay there, tail waggling wildly. "Because this guy isn't from home, but the collar and tags say he belongs to me."

Train

[curious_spirit]

"If you bump into me again, I'm going to toss you through the closest window."

Maybe she didn't notice that he was blocking a group of people from knocking into her as they were losing their footing in the cramped train and fell into him. rather, stumbled and he'd reached out with an arm so they wouldn't fall. He looked at the woman who threatened him with an annoyed face yet uttered. "Sorry."

She wasn't important. He had to find Lydia and Leo or a familiar face, preferably a friendly one. Shadow did his best to distance the handful of people from the pissy woman. Yet just as he'd turned his back again, a sixth person barreled into the crowd trying to exit and sure enough, his backside bumped the woman.

Not that he thought she could actually throw him through the window but his head dropped in disbelief, fully expecting to hear more from her.

Home

[idontgetpaid]

Miles was setting up a step ladder on the side of the house when he spotted Jessica looking over the vehicle. Once he was sure the ladder would stay standing, he wandered over.

"Wow, you got a car?" he asked.

Mal

[mal_adaptive]

There was a certain kind of bitter-sweet feeling that came with Mal finding her Vespa outside of the home she shared with Evie and Eggsy. She certainly hadn't been expecting it when she went in search of their home, almost missing it because of the way it looked now on the outside. There was also the fact that the new town, Haven or whatever it was called, almost reminded her of the Isle. Sure, it was plenty different considering there were two suns and they could actually see them but the ramshackle design? The overall grumpiness of people and how things were sparse? Yeah, that was familiar.

After checking in to see if the other two were home or okay, Mal made her way back into the thick of Haven with her Vespa. Once she found a place to park it, she muttered a quick spell on it before tucking her key into her pocket and wandering away. She didn't want anyone to steal it while she was taking a look around.

It seemed there was a fair bit of exploring to do though she was definitely going to stay within the walls for now.

Re: Mal

[hibana_incursa]

Gwen's out and about. She left Peter Porker at home this time, thinking it's probably too hot for the little guy. Not to mention the attitudes of some of the people. She was sure she'd spotted Derek and his idiot friends, but they seemed deeply against even being around her. Which was fine. She wasn't in the mood to deal with them, either.

When she spots the Vespa, Gwen lets out a soft whistle.

"Wow. Okay. Next time this place changes, I want a vehicle of my own."

Helix OTA

[covert_ops]

TRAIN

It figures the relative normalcy of Driftcrest would only last a while. She's glad she at least got a head's up that this sort of thing even happens.

The train is noisy. Helix shouldn't have been asleep, but she was, wakening only when the voice came over the loudspeaker. Haven? She sits up groggily, blinking her eyes several times to get focus on all the people around her.

They're not overly nice people. Not that they should be, but even basic politeness seems to come grudgingly. Once everyone has filed out of the cars she heads toward the town, following the crowd. Somehow, it's feels safer.


WAVERING ROAD APARTMENTS

She's checked the address a few times. This is the right place, but it sure doesn't look like it. Helix hopes that once she gets inside, her room will still be the same.

Tandy - OTA

[crazy_white_girl]

Getting off the Train
To say that Tandy had been relieved by the time she had gotten off the train was putting it mildly. The heat combined with the smells and how close everyone had been crammed in together had definitely spiked her sense of feeling claustrophobic but nothing could have prepared her for Haven. She had stood there for a long time just staring at the 'buildings' laid out before her, the change in scenery almost jarring from how nice Driftcrest had been...after the ice had melted.

Still, the warmth of the two(!!) suns was almost nice after being frozen for a while and so she enjoyed it a tiny bit as she moved to find her home. At least, she was hoping that she would since she actually kind of liked her one-bedroom house.

Now what is this?
Finding her home had been great but finding what was waiting for her inside had been...something. Even now, Tandy wasn't sure what to think as she looked back at the little black puppy that was scampering behind her. At first glance, he looked kind of like a Great Dane or something close to it except for the fact that he had a habit of teleporting every now and then.

Even now, he looked up at her with a happy yip before suddenly disappearing and then appearing a foot ahead of her. Focusing on him, she blinked again before just sort of going "Ooookay" and continuing on.

She would have thought it was just a strange coincidence except for the fact that the collar around his neck bore a tag with her name and she had all the supplies in her home to look after him.

Huh.

Wildcard Things
[ Find her and her new puppy anywhere. ]

with Ty

[crazy_white_girl]

[ Continuing from here ]

"I know," She nodded, not needing to say it but knowing that he had probably just seen her which he had pretty much said already. At least then this would be easier for him to have her there unlike how it had been for her in the beginning when she had been alone. She had adjusted though and she knew Ty would as well. They were getting good at rolling with the punches, most of the time.

"But yeah, it's been about eight months." She sighed as she stepped back to look at him, looking pleased. She was relieved that he looked the same, that she hadn't really forgotten him in any way though she couldn't know how she would. He was too much of a part of her now.

"And you have missed a lot here which isn't a bad thing but at least you missed the monsters turning people to ice," Not that she wanted to tell him that she had been one of those people. "Come on, I'll take you to Jerry so you can get your stuff from him. Plus, if you're nice, he usually gives cookies."

Miles Morales - OTA

[idontgetpaid]

Train

It was O'Malley's unhappy meowing that caused Miles to stir, and after taking a moment for his brain to reboot, he pushed away from the window he'd been leaning against to look around the train. Finding himself crammed in a train started to overwhelm his senses a bit, and when the train came to a stop and the announcement blared ordering everyone off, Miles was more than happy to oblige.

Until he took a step off the train, and was immediately hit with the intense heat. Shielding his eyes as best as he could, he carefully shifted the his bag as his orange-striped tabby cat settled inside.

"Well...looks like we're not in Driftcrest anymore, bud," Miles said over his shoulder. As O'Malley took shade inside his backpack, he walked around a bit, looking for anyone he might recognize.

Home

While Miles had been disheartened to see how the house looked when he arrived, he was glad to see the inside hadn't changed. So he headed up to his room, placing his bag down to let O'Malley out and stretch. As he was checking to make sure all his things were there, he noticed a rather familiar-looking mallet lying on his bed, completely out of place compared to everything else.

Carefully picking it up, he spotted the tag with his name on it and couldn't help laughing a little. "All right then," he murmured, setting it down again. He had no idea what to do with it, but he'll have to find something. It was here now, after all.

Once he had everything settled, Miles grabbed a few spray cans and headed back outside (without O'Malley this time, the poor little guy couldn't be convinced to go out again). While trying to find the house he'd noticed that, while most of the buildings looked pretty...run-down, there had been a lot of color decorating the buildings, and even the people.

And he thought, since they were already there, why not try to blend in?

So, after taking a moment to think of a good design, he got started on decorating the house.

...he probably should've checked with his housemates first, but. Here we go.

Exploring: Wildcard

Since it seemed he had a bit of a project on his hands, Miles could be seen heading to the Craft Store to pick up more spray paints, and had even gotten O'Malley to accompany
him. But he was taking his time, looking around the new town, so you can catch him anywhere.

Re: Miles Morales - OTA

[hibana_incursa]

There’s a tiny, pink and brown pig watching him. He has on a red and blue collar with star shaped dog tags and his owner is somewhere nearby, but she’s letting the pig watch the scene and settle in from the comfort of a tree branch. She kind of loves watching Miles go at things with spraypaint.

Meanwhile the micro pig is sniffing in the dirt nearby, grunting softly and investigating his surroundings.

Evie Grimhilde - most prompts OTA

[blueberryprincess]

[Train: For Eggsy and Mal ]

Evie woke up with a start, the voice above her head jarring and unfamiliar, as was the name of the train station he mentioned. Her brown eyes looked around in mild alarm at all of the people in the train, Evie barely recognizing a single face from the group. Thankfully, it seemed as though Eggsy was nearby. Very, very near by. She'd fallen asleep alone in her room, having put herself to bed a bit early, but waking up with one of his arms around his waist? While entirely surrounded by angry looking people she barely recognized? She was more than okay with that. It helped keep her somewhat calm, though the looks of the people made her think right away of the Isle.

When it was time to actually depart the train, Evie was okay with letting the crowd thin some before rising, making her way to the train exit and dropping off. It's the strange feeling of the descent that has Evie distracted enough where someone's able to grab the tiara off her head and take off. Evie makes a grab for it, sure, but she misses entirely. It's with a frown that Evie takes off running after the thief, never mind that this place is rough and she should probably just let it go.

[Home ]

With Evie's tiara back on her head, she follows the directions from her FluxPhone and finds what she's not sure is her home. It doesn't look like the castle she bought in Auradon. More like a hastily made version of it, slapped together and of uncertain sturdiness.

Sort of like half of the homes on the Isle. But Evie eventually makes her way inside and when she sees the interior is just fine and finds Alaric waiting for her in the living room, Evie turns and heads back outside to look at the castle.

"What sort of magic..." she starts to say, and then stops entirely. She really doesn't understand what's going on, but if the interior of her home is untouched, she's going to take it.

[Wildcard: Exploring]

Wildcard option. Find her anywhere in town, except the mall and the Caldera. She's no interest in either. If you know her, feel free to come say hi.

Adam Parrish | Mostly OTA

[forleaving]

The Train

Adam woke with a start, head jerking up, heart racing. He didn't know where he was or how he'd gotten there and it wasn't the first time but that didn't make it any better. He doubted it would be the last time, either, at this rate.

It was hot, but that was no real surprise. The surprise was being on a train. He looked one way and then the other, not waiting for the train to stop before getting to his feet. It turned out to be a mistake because the motion of the train pitched him into one of the other passengers.

"Sorry! Sorry," he started apologizing.

Around Town

Everything was so different. Adam didn't like it. The locals kept eyeing him in ways that made him wish he knew how to defend himself, and all of the buildings were dingy and poorly scraped together. It was worse than even the poorest parts of Henrietta. As cold as Driftcrest had been most of the time, Adam missed it.

A local passing by bumped him with their shoulder hard enough that he spun halfway around, stumbling a little. "Excuse you," he said as politely as he could manage.

Shaking his head, he started walking again. "This place sure is something."

The Barns - closed to Barns inhabitants

He didn't even see the white rabbit when he first stepped into the kitchen at the Barns, and when he did he froze midstep. The gears in his brain slowly turned and after a moment he reached the only logical conclusion; either this was Cottonball, or Ronan had adopted a new animal.

Approaching the rabbit, Adam crouched down and held out a hand for sniffing. After a delicate inspection, Cottonball bumped up under his hand, all whiskers and nose. Smiling, Adam scooped the rabbit up into his arms, petting it gently. He'd never expected to see Cottonball again, not after whatever strange occurrence had led to the animal's creation in the first place.

Adam wasn't a dreamer and Cottonball wasn't a psychopomp, but he felt connected to the rabbit all the same. Maybe it was his memories of the other life that made him feel so close.

Around Town

[mal_adaptive]

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Maybe he was okay with being polite but it seemed that the purple-blue haired girl who appeared at his side wasn't so okay with it as she glared at the local who had bumped into him. She watched as the local made a rude gesture before continuing on his way and she thought briefly about cursing him but it was just a brief urge.

Instead, she sighed a little before glancing at the guy beside her and nodding. "You could say that again."

She wanted to tell him that he shouldn't be so polite to rude people but she bit back the comment as she held out a hand to him instead. Maybe it wasn't in him to be rude and that way okay. Not everyone was used to a place like this. "I'm Mal."

Biggs | OTA

[alphabeticalplans]

Train | OTA

Biggs awoke groggily, blinking at the sound around him, the press of bodies near him, and a hauntingly familiar sound. He'd gotten used to the smell of fresh air, but waking up on the train felt like waking from a dream. It was so familiar, in fact, that he half-expected Wedge to be seated next to him, rambling on about what food they were going to pick up on the way home, but then the events of the last several days came crashing back down on him and his shoulders visibly slumped. He wasn't sure what was worse, even as he stood to shuffle off the train with the rest of them, the fact that other places like this existed, or the fact that the stuffy confines of the train and the stagnant air made him homesick.

As he makes his way to the door, though, and inadvertently brushes shoulders roughly with another passenger, he moves a hand to their shoulder to steady them, whether they need it or not. "Whoa, sorry about that. Kinda cramped for a last train."

Wavering Roads Apartments, 3-D | Closed to Helix (roommate)

He was actually grateful for the buzzing of his phone giving him directions to his apartment building. It was unrecognizable, but it looked half-way decent, at least to his eyes. It wasn’t a pretty building outside, but it looked sturdy enough. It was disorienting going inside, seeing the interior unchanged, but after showing up in a completely different place so recently, it wasn’t any more disorienting than anything else recently. More than anything, he’d headed back to their apartment because waking up in a train in a town much more like the one he’d originally come from had him cursing himself for slacking off and leaving the only firearm he owned there in a case under his bed. He guessed that just went to prove how comfortable he’d allowed himself to become in so short a time.

That wouldn’t be happening again. Stepping inside, he frowned, looking around. Nothing was changed in here. "That’s...really weird, right?" He did no notice anyone else was home.

Exploring | Wildcard | OTA

Having retrieved his gun and ammunition, he was much more comfortable taking a look around this place. The attitudes were changed and he wanted to get an idea of the place. There aren’t actually many places one can’t run into him, so if you want to do anything specific, hit me up on Plurk at vikael or on discord at vikael#0221 or just start something! I’m really flexible!

Train

[makeanentrance]

The man Biggs bumps into seems confused but trying to get off the train, like everybody else. He's tall and muscular with an old-fashioned bowlcut hairdo of his pitch black hair. His blue eyes look warily toward the person who is trying to steady him.

"It's very crowded," he agrees. "You just wake up on the train too?"

He's wearing regular clothing today. His costume is back at his apartment, which he'll soon find has been relocated to this new town, like everything else.

Shadow Moon - 1 closed & 1 open

[curious_spirit]

Train - closed to Lydia Martin wantadistraction (continuing from here)

His heart managed to sink further, feeling the loss and dread all at once. They'd been taken and their son left behind. Anger began to fill him. Leaving a son behind sounded very much like the Odin he knew. It had been one thing to abandon him but another to have not just him abandon Leo but Lydia too.

"This sounds a lot like Wednesday. I just don't know why." Shadow could understand if she wanted distance from him but he still tried to convey his apology with a hug. "I'm sorry. I'll do whatever it takes to fix this."

All he wanted for two years was to be reunited with her. Learning he had a son only added to his happiness, having wanted a family of his own for all of his life. It seemed that his father had some kind of agenda against him ever achieving his goal. The old god had swore never to touch Lydia but maybe he'd known about Leo somehow. Shadow closed his eyes and swallowed hard, hoping he was wrong.

He opened them and looked toward the aforementioned town; Haven. "We should see what we can find." His brow furrowed, a sudden desire to head in a certain direction. Others also moving that way.


Haven - OTA
Slowly, he looked through the town after entering. Shadow gave a cursory glance over the Wechester Public Library and the SnowFlurry Avenue Books. He continued observing the foreign town for any sign of the gods. It reminded him somewhat of the isle Wednesday had sent him to briefly when at the House on the Rock.

The assessment was odd given he'd been taken to a shore with the water ebbing and flowing along the coast. Haven seemed more than arid, if there was such a thing. It also happened to be inhabited unlike the isle he'd been suddenly taken to. Inhabited by people who weren't pleasant or welcoming, from what Shadow witnessed. Nobody was rude to him but some were acting downright nasty to others who also seemed to wander around.

He settled on having a coffee at Starkbucks and something to eat, continuing to observe the strange town quietly.

At least until someone stumbled onto his table. A strong hand quickly stopped the person from crashing into him or his food.

[wantadistraction]

If he was worried about her wanting distance, she didn't seem to give it. Even with his words about Wednesday, his concern that the God had done something to separate them from their son, she accepted the hug and held on for a good minute since it brought her some sense of comfort.

She gave a little sniff before stepping back to look at the town as well, her brows pulling together as she wondered once again why they had been brought there. But he was right about going to see what they could find which she nodded to. "We need answers. Or maybe an idea of how long we're here for."

Maybe they would be lucky and they wouldn't have to stay for long but she was already plagued by the feeling that wasn't the case.

bruce wayne | ota

[menarebrave]

WAKING UP (OTA)
     I'M WAKING UP TO ASH AND DUST

[ It's a barren wasteland... and it has been ever since that day. The day it all fell apart and he knew, deep down, that it was his fault. He could have stopped it in one crucial moment, but instead, it all fell apart to pieces.

It doesn't matter. They'll be fixing it.

The convoy is on it's way. Just a step in the direction to getting things to go the way it's supposed to. Maybe it's him hoping to use it as a decoy long enough to give the others time...

Then the familiar deafening, numbing, hum rattles in his ears. It takes over his senses until that's al l he can hear. He goes down to one knee, leather coat acting as the cowl might have to hide his frame. The hum is interrupted by a sharp screech of breaks.

Bruce's eyes snap open.

He grabs the nearest solid thing, one hand over his thumping heart as he looks around wildly. A train? The brief moment of panic passes as the analytical side of his brain takes over. Dressed in a darker suit than normal, which means things are about to become unbearably hot. Bruce pulls himself to stand and begins looking over the faces in the train for a familiar one... ]

INFORMATION BOOTH (OPEN FOR NEWCOMERS/OTA)
     THEN CHECKING OUT ON THE PRISON BUS

[ While not a newcomer, Bruce still heads to the information booth. He glances over the instructions on the phone as he moves to survey any new faces. There's been no time to change from that darker suit. Honestly, he just wants whatever information Jerry could give him about this new location. It's not just his own paranoia knocking in his head. Mr. Wechester will surely want more information, and not to mention, there will be a host of people asking him questions.

Maybe he played that liaison card too well. Not that he can back out of it now. ]

HOW TO BUILD A HOME (LOCKED TO DIANA)
     THIS IS IT, THE APOCALYPSE, WHOA

[ The trek to the glass house he has called home for a few months feels ungodly long. Clearly, that suit isn't made for the desert like attire. He'll need to consider what to change that to. In the mean time, he has been noting the attitude of the people in this new location of "Haven." As well as their mannerisms and just how barren the whole place seems to be.

That should explain the state of the glass house. Not that he's too happy to see the glass walls shattered. Most of the house looks like it has been boarded up minus the main living area with the kitchen. He steps through the frames of what should have been the walls, unbuttoning the suit vest and throwing it to the side.

Dust and broken glass. ]

Damn it.

[ Still, he moves to the kitchen to look for what damage he can. That's when he finds a small box on the counter. He takes a moment to glance around cautiously before opening it.

A map? Schematics? A note? Check the service room.

Bruce's eyebrows knit together. What the hell? ]

Waking Up

[covert_ops]

"Hey, are you okay?" A blond woman makes her way through the crowd toward him. "You look a little lost. I mean, we're all lost, but... are you okay?" She appears to be genuinely worried about him.

[bionika]

▷ Trains And Info Booths

[ It's the combination of train wheels - an incredibly distinctive hum - and the announcement that jolts the Soldier awake. Right out of one nightmare and into another. He doesn't remember falling asleep on a train. It's not on his top ten places to fall asleep. Hell, not even in his top twenty. (Not that he has much of a list.) He honestly doesn't remember falling asleep at all. The last crystal clear memory the Soldier has is visiting that damn national museum with his mission plastered all over an exhibit. And someone with his own face, apparently.

So the first order of business is to not outwardly show any fear. Because any of the people on this train could be HYDRA agents. His old masters could have engineered this, could have jumped him outside the Smithsonian. This could be a test. He waits until the majority of panicking ("panicky?) bodies have left his immediate area before sliding out of his seat and following suit. Acutely aware of every window, exit, and what parts of the train to use in case he needs a weapon.

Then he's outside and following the crowd to a fucking information booth. The proprieter looks kind of familiar, like the Soldier should know the face, or one like it. The guy hands him a packet of -- intel? Mission briefing? And, uh. Cookies. The Soldier snarls at him in a very weak show of gratitude. The booth window promptly closes. ]

What the fucking hell is going on?


▷ Homes and Explorations

[ The Soldier spends barely five minutes in his new quarters. Just enough to ditch the briefing packet, look for obvious bugs or other surveillance, and stare at the box on the kitchen counter. It's probably a trap. Maybe rigged to go off the moment he pulls the top off.

Fine, it can wait.

He's outside on the street not too long after, shading his eyes with one gloved hand. The heat doesn't bother him, he's lived through worse. A part of him wants to find another base, load up on whatever weapons are acquirable, and then hunt down whoever did this to him. Take a pound of flesh or two in payment for being kidnapped (again). Another part ... presumably the tiny spark of humanity left inside, wants to explore. It's that side who wins out. The Soldier picks a direction at random and starts walking, the sketchy outline of a map beginning to form inside his head as he wanders through the ramshackle town they've all been brought to. ]


▷ Them Cards are Wild

[ have a location or idea on where to run into Bucky? drop it here. hmu on gloaming @ plurk for questions or plotting. also, if a thread starts veering into trigger territory, i'll give people a head's up. ]

Exploration

[idontgetpaid]

[ As Bucky is walking through town, there's an orange-striped cat that seems to be following him. Mostly in his shadow, trying to keep out of the sun.

And a little nearby, Miles is looking under loose boards or around corners. ]

O'Malley...? Seriously, buddy, where'd you get to? I know it's hot, but you're just keeping us out here longer.

Charlie McGee - Firestarter - OTA

[ambusti_terrae]

The Train Station:

The fact that Charlie was asleep at all was alarming enough to the skinny girl with dark blonde hair. She didn't sleep very well. She couldn't. She had exceptionally bad insomnia, intense paranoia and nightmares, so sleep and Charlie weren't on good terms.

So the voice was jarring, the sudden stop of the train was startling and the crush to get out had the girl stumbling away from the crowd, trying to remember how to breathe. It's only after a moment or two that she gets a good look at her surroundings, and they have her pretty baffled.

"What the...?" Charlie states, looking up at the busted overpass, watching people come in and out of the town ahead. There's even a flicker of light nearby as someone rematerializes, Charlie watching the guy stomp off muttering something about 'stupid goddamn skitters'.

With really no clue what else to do, Charlie starts heading inside. Her first stop is what she's guessing is an information booth and the man inside is unsettlingly polite. This has her so very suspicious, especially when she's handed a packet of info and a place to stay and a weird phone.

There's also a box of bright pink merengues, but Charlie's not going to be eating those. Instead, once she's sure it's okay to, she moves on and drops the cookies in the first garbage can she sees. Looking around again for a moment, Charlie starts heading into town, carefully doing her best to not come into physical contact with anyone.

Once she's in the town proper, however, she starts feeling more overwhelmed than she'd like. So she closes her eyes tightly, breathes in and out a few times to calm herself and then opens her eyes again.

"Where the fuck am I?" she asks, not really expecting anyone to hear her or answer her.

Night:

The whole two suns thing had been pretty intense. So much so that Charlie was surprised she didn't have a sunburn, or die from heat stroke.

It was the quiet of Haven that brought Charlie back into town, wondering what made everything go so peaceful all of a sudden. Looking upward at the first flash of color, however, and Charlie certainly stopped walking.

She'd never seen anything half as gorgeous as the Aurora, so she makes her way to a large boulder nearby, climbing to the top to sit down and watch.

Loki Odinson | OTA

[morethanatrickster]

Waking Up and Getting OUT | OTA

Leaning against the wall of the train as it was slowing, his entire body jerked to alertness at once. He didn’t identify the announcement for what it was at first. He was gasping as he started awake, hands moving frantically to his throat as he gulped down deep gasps of air. Where was he? The pain of his crushed windpipe was a phantom thing, fading even as he began to take in the details around him. He became aware of the press of warm bodies around him as they began to move, hastened into lethargic motion by the disembodied voice that echoed forth again:

"Haven Train Station! Last stop! Everyone off!”

Train? What in all the Nine Realms…?

He reached for the nearest person, hand on their shoulder in the closeness. “You there. Explain.” It was something between a command and a request, and the tone suggested a man who was used to being obeyed when he chose. “What is this place and how have we come here?”

The Welcome Center | OTA

Having made it free from the press of bodies in the train station, he’s glad for the relative freedom of the streets, hot as it is. His style of dress made him stand out in a crowd in this place, and while he and his clothing were soiled from a recent heavy battle, he walked with purpose as he approached the man in the booth. Out of place though the gentleman appeared, his recent foray on Sakaar illustrated to the frost giant with the propensity for shapeshifting just how deceptive appearances could be.

He had the presence of mind to look down at his belt when prompted and his haughtily raised chin at the indecency of all this lowered with his brows in confusion at what he found there. He looked back up to the man, blinked at the green macaroons with gold-colored filling, and after a moment’s hesitation, inclined his head as he took the offered platter.

“A tawdry welcome, but you have my thanks.” He appreciated the man’s aesthetic, okay? It was an awful lot of cookies, though. Hopefully, they’d keep.

Wildcard | OTA
(OOC: Loki is going to be exploring a LOT, so feel free to contact me on discord vikael#0221 or on Plurk vikael if you want to do something specific...or just start the thing! I’m really flexible!)

Waking Up.

[babyavenger]

Peter's not paying close attention to his surroundings as he's also not sure where they are. When he feels Loki grip his shoulder he squawks loudly and turns to face him. His eyes go wide as recognition hits and he starts to stumble backwards.

"Uh-I-I don't know. I just woke up and I'm just as confused as you." he voices. "Um, I'm Peter. Parker." He introduces himself. "I'm-I'm from new york." And very, very awkward. Why Would Loki care about that? Also, where did MJ go?

"Sorry, It's just it's kinda-well not kinda-it's really cool meet you so I'm a little rambly."

Peter

[babyavenger]

{ Train Station }

Peter gets off the train quickly enough and pulls his hoodie a little more onto his shoulder so he looks little less scraggly. He glances around the station in search of someone familiar-MJ in particular. Where'd she go? He stands up on his toes to see if it helps him see over the crowd but it's not much help.

Should he call out of her? That seems weird. She's probably around somewhere. He should also try to find Jace. Or some other adult he knows.


{ Out Exploring }

Well, the aesthetic is certainly a choice. He's not sure he likes the feel of this new place much and the fact there's not school is both a relief and a concern. Also, what exactly is he supposed to do all day? Is there still a bookstore? He pulls out his phone to see if there's a map of this new place he can study.

He's not paying too much attention to his surroundings and seems to be pretty hyper focused on his phone. He walks right into someone, drops his phone and jumps slightly before his eyes go wide and face pales. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"

Exploring

[idontgetpaid]

For his part, Miles had been so focused on the wall of a nearby building, trying to envision an image to decorate it, that he hadn't been paying much attention to his Spider-Senses. When Peter runs into him, he stumbles a bit and drops the can of spray paint he's holding.

Glancing up, he offers Peter a grin. "Yeah, no worries. That was my bad, sorry."

Steve Rogers | MCU |OTA

[usass]

The Train- OTA

[Steve jerked awake so suddenly and with so much force that he almost threw himself into the wall of the Train. He looked around, his breath coming in gasps, and realized he was on a train. ]

Shit. Is this some sort of walking nightmare?

[He didn't want to be on a train of all things. It reminded him of what he lost. He stepped off the train as soon as the doors opened, not even bothering for the doors to finish opening before sliding through, heading right for his packet and thanking Jerry, politely before making his way through the stark town. ]

Home- OTA

(Steve stared at the four barren walls of his quarters, reminding of his room in Avengers Tower, which only made his mood sour even further.

He didn't have time for this. He spotted his Shield in the kitchen, picking it up, finding comfort in its weight. He stood looking at Peggy's Picture for a minute before he made his way outside.)

Wildcard- OTA

(Steve can be in any location in Haven, drop me a message or a PP if you want me to write something up. )

Wildcard

[idontgetpaid]

[ Despite most of Haven decorated in all kinds of paintings and drawings, there are still several run-down buildings that are bare of any color, blending in with the brown and dreary land surrounding them.

Most people seemed intent to fix that, including Miles, who could be found at one such a building working with spray paints to create a design on the broken-down wall. ]

Jean Grey | OTA

[iseegoblins]

A. ARRIVAL

Sometimes you don't realize how tired you are until you get unceremoniously woken up after getting just a bit of sleep. Jean rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and looked around the train with a look that betrayed her exhaustion and confusion.

"Where..." she muttered to herself as a voice came on to announce exactly what she was wondering about. As it came to a stop she stayed seated, waiting sleepily for everyone else to clear off. A tiny voice in the back of her mind was wondering if she should be more concerned about all this. That voice was quickly shut down by the stronger voices that told her there really wasn't much in the multiverse that she actually should be concerned about anymore.

Besides, it didn't seem like there was much she could do about it at the moment. The best thing to do was to get off the train and check out where she'd ended up. The first thing she did as she looked around was reach her mind out to scan the minds of anyone she could touch. Everything she got from the people around her was disturbingly similar to what she'd gotten for years back home: distrust and a dislike bordering on disdain for all the strangers around. The same sort of thing mutants got on a daily basis.

"Some things never change, I guess," she muttered under her breath as she headed over to Jerry's information booth. Talk about something else that had seen better days...

"Uh...thanks for the information..." that she promptly dropped onto the floor. "Shit. So much for my reading material."

B. Wavering Road Apartments Exploration

[ At first glance the apartments were definitely...lackluster. It wasn't just that she'd gotten used to living in the mansion either. Honestly, more than anything, it's most off-putting feature was just how loud it was. That was the problem with being a telepath, people's thoughts were loud especially when they were all squished together. Sometimes it was hard enough back home in the mansion and she knew everyone there. This was a place where she didn't know a single person and now she was going to be living in the same building as a bunch of strangers. It'd been a long time since she'd done anything like that.

Which...actually made her weirdly hesitant. She stopped at the door into the apartment building and then decided checking out the inside could wait. Instead, she wandered around to the back to check out the clubhouse and the pool. That was something she hadn't quite expected to find here. It made sense, the heat didn't really bother her right now but she could see how a dip might end up feeling pretty nice eventually. After that she went back to dismally glaring at the apartment building before deciding she could do with some more wandering around this desert Haven she'd been tossed into ]

C. Night and Leaving?

Jean was making her way towards the walls with the intention of trying to see what was beyond them when night came. She stopped in her tracks, near the wall, and looked up at the sky. It was beautiful and it reminded her of flying through space. A sadness and longing washed over her and for just a split second a fiery glow surrounded her as she lifted off the ground.

"It's beautiful," she said just as she caught what she was doing. "Shit." It'd only lasted a few seconds at best and she was pretty close to the wall. Maybe nobody saw. How many people were stupid enough to want to leave the walls just as night was falling? It couldn't possibly be that many, right? Hopefully. She really wasn't sure if she wanted to deal with having to explain that to anyone. Not that she actually knew how people would react to mutants here. Or how they'd react to her particular set of powers. Nobody ever reacted well to that.

[ooc: If you'd like to continue a TDM thread here we can do that as well! If you'd like anything else let me know via a discord dm/pm! ]

c. night and leaving

[morethanatrickster]

continued from here

"That sounds like a strangely specific pastime." And such work. It was true, he held many things against his brother, and against their father, but to bend reality? It seemed an extreme. "And pointless, truth be told. What purpose would that serve?"