on this y'know homeless thing

[mektige]

You think too much, and act little. Continue, and you may accomplish little of what you desire.

I would urge you to stop. Cease this mindless crafting. You have seen me in such big screens, write me as such and forget the books with pictures and the books with none.

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[mektige]

Would my word be suffice? Even the one I speak to now lags in laziness. There is doubt that my words could have any sway.

[oneofthebest]

Might do. You've got better hair than me, that tends to lend an air of authority.

[shut up, Clint]

[mektige]

[ok he'll take your word for it.]

Then hear me, mortal behind Clint Barton.

We tire of your laziness and your inaction. Our muscles lie in waste while they crave for battle. By the power given to me by the Allfather, I Thor Odinson demand that you stop your dallying! Leave the mundanity behind and join us in seeking glorious adventure, and even more glorious battles.

[oneofthebest]

Yup, I can see her gearing up for battle right now. She's even saddling up a horse. [Clint you are a Grade A jerk]

Really though, I think I'm happy to be left alone, as long as she stops reading those comics. Do you actually want to get taken from Asgrad and shoved into weird places, like boats, and cities you can't get out of?

[mektige]

Perhaps if I were in Asgard I would rethink my request. But this writer's mind is a place that is too soft and comfortable. There is no material here, nothing but cotton and eternal boredom. Compared to this, boats and cities that I may not escape from are gifts from the Norns themselves.

[oneofthebest]

That's the problem with soldiers, you don't know how to sit still. You might end up regretting saying all that when you end up somewhere terrible.