on the mere existence of Avengers colognes.

[ohmythor]

"Smell like four of the Avengers"?

Really?

No, that's just... [ MAKES A FACE. A REALLY WEIRDED OUT SCRUNCHED UP KIND OF FACE. ]

I can't be the only one that thinks that's just kind of ... creepy. --no, I really don't want to know. Seriously, no!

[ seriously for real this is a thing thank you think geek for making all my dreams come true ]

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[anticking]

[ d y i n g of lol. ]

A woody and aquatic bouquet with shades of immense passion for life...

[ oh god he cannot even. ]

Well, immense, certainly.

[ohmythor]

[ Face. In hands. Briefly, anyway, before she recovers and brushes her hair back and tries to act like this is nbd even though it's simultaneously horrifying and hilarious. ]

They did that on purpose, I know it. Puns! Funny. Really funny. Oh, my god, this is just so bizarre.

[anticking]

You are delightful. You are all of you utterly delightful.

[ohmythor]

[ :|

just. :| forever. ]

Seriously, you don't think this is weird at all? Making colognes that are supposed to smell like people? No, you think it's funny. Of course you think it's funny.

[anticking]

How can you think it isn't?

[ It's Avengers-parody and self-parody all in one convenient (hopefully) nice-smelling package.

And this Loki is always ready for a good laugh. ]

[ohmythor]

[ Her mouth works for a moment. Okay, deep down, it weirds her out that there's a cologne that's supposed to smell like her boyfriend. Or -- whatever he is in relation to her, currently. On the other hand, Tony Stark being paired with wisdom.

... bites her lip. ]

Okay, okay, I'll admit, the mental image of who wins against a tickle machine is kind of funny.

[anticking]

Thor would obviously eat the most bananas -- you couldn't get the Hulk to sit still long enough.

[ Look at his smile -- unconstrained, amused without shame. Broad and wicked and fun. ]

[ohmythor]

[ She tries -- she really tries --

But in the end all she does is start laughing, helplessly, gesturing as if to ward him off or make him stop, but it is oh so ineffectual. ]

[anticking]

And I am terribly disappointed that the Mark Seven has no whiff of the finest Scotch. They do need to check their sources.

[ See, it's funny. It's amazing. Mortals are amazing. ]

[ohmythor]

[ sjlfgkdhslfd

She has to turn away slightly, because she's laughing too hard -- albeit quietly -- to, like, keep standing straight. She's shaking with it. ]

I really -- really shouldn't be laughing--

[anticking]

You certainly should. I couldn't have done it any better.

[ohmythor]

[ No this cannot be sustained. She finally breathes in deep and clears her throat. Yes, very business-like, Jane. ]

You know, they didn't even do the whole team. I think that's kind of unfair, don't you?

[anticking]

What about the Widow? I suppose for her the label should say one thing and the scent should be entirely different.

[ohmythor]

[ ... ] You know, I really can't argue with that. I mean, she is a spy.

[anticking]

As for the Hawk... pity there is no such scent as 'terse'.

[ohmythor]

... lemon?