Voice testing, maybe sending him to Sorting Hat.

[brothor]

Mundane!

I'm not entirely sure what this 'bandwagon' you're so concerned about it is. However! I find your fretting to be pointless!! There is no reason to fear wagons, Mundane. Though I'm not really sure what the band is for....

Climb aboard already!!!

[What now. what what what!!]

I'm not taking it too literally! What is that supposed to mean?!

[He doesn't take kindly to being corrected, cue the huffing.]
Regardless. I am excited about this place you intend to send me. Will my brother and companions be attending as well?



[[ooc: it's a school RP, so Thor is now bitty Thor at 14 years old]

Comments

[broskandar]

Hah! I like your guts.

[brothor]

Thank you, sir!

I like your beard!

[broskandar]

When you're not so scrawny you might grow one too.

[brothor]

Th--

[!!!]

I'm not scrawny! Father always says I'm big for my age! And he's huge!!

[broskandar]

[Anyone's scrawny when they stand next to Rider. Hello 6'11".]

Oh, does he now? And what's your age? Eight?

[brothor]

[Thor argues with things that are bigger than him all the time. That's what they get for being in his way.]

YES.

Are you blind? I am fourteen and still growing!!

[broskandar]

Fourteen, huh? I think your father's lying, kid.

[brothor]

[. . .]

Why would he do that?!

[broskandar]

Maybe your father's not as tall as he thinks.

[brothor]

He's as tall IF NOT TALLER than you.

[broskandar]

I doubt that.

[brothor]

I doubt your doubt!

1/2

[broskandar]

...

[broskandar]

Good! I like you, kid.