a. [ Once the Arena opens, Thor spends the vast majority of his time there. For the first time since joining COST, he feels entirely within his element. His battles range from punchy, entertaining spectacles to outright brawls from which he emerges covered in dirt and blood. While he enjoys the majority of his fights, he ends them too cleanly to really please the crowd.
He'll readily join forces with other COST recruits to take on more interesting opponents. Maybe he invited you to fight as partners after seeing you in the arena? Or was it the other way around? Be ready to get dragged to a bar after the fight, whether you participated or just happened to be in close proximity after a victory. You're buying, right? Right.
Or maybe circumstances weren't so fortunate, and you've somehow ended up fighting against each other. However this fight shakes out, better make it look good. ]
b. [ At some point, Thor is matched up against a pair of fighters called Thngk and Thchou, neither of whom he seems to take seriously in the slightest, if his comments are anything to go by. They go at him with a pair of electrified whips and completely ignore all of his inspired suggestions for a safe word. Anyone with a keen eye will be able to tell that the fight isn't nearly as easy as he's making it out to be, and Thor is putting some real effort into holding his own right from the start.
He gets in close to exploit their weaknesses as he finds them, goading the spiders and trying to turn their attacks against each other. When he lands a blow, sparks glance between his hammer and the spider's seemingly unbreakable carapace. Though he learns their weaknesses quickly, the spiders are seasoned fighters and know how to guard themselves. It's clear to anyone that this isn't a fight that favors him. Every solid blow he manages to strike, they return with equal fervor, and he doesn't have the body armor of a spider to protect him. Every time one of their whips find him, it's more difficult for him to get out of the way of something sharper. He breaks one of Thngk's legs, and blinds Thchou with a searing flash of lightning, but it isn't enough.
As the fight progresses, his attacks become more ferocious, and also more desperate. The spiders taunt him about how readily he'll be devoured, not unlike the god they harvest now - but smaller of course. Weaker. They don't seem to notice or care about the way the sky above the arena darkens, storm clouds gathering too rapidly to be natural.
As circumstances begin to look truly dire for him, Thor launches himself into the air. The spiders are quick - one whip snaps around his arm, and the other latches onto his leg, but that's exactly what he wants. A flash of lightning strikes his upraised hammer.
His eyes go white, electricity crossing his body in wild arcs before a bright burst of power surges back through the whips and into his opponents. Two smoking carapaces fall to the ground, and Thor lands heavily, his power spent. He manages to dedicate his victory as the storm clears just as rapidly from the sky. He even staggers a few steps toward the exit. He looks like he's doing just fine, until Mjolnir slips from his hand.
He falls immediately unconscious, and goes down like a sack of bricks. He'll stay that way for a while; hopefully someone feels generous enough to get him back to COST quarters before any admiring fans try to take a bite. If that person is you, be careful - he's a lot heavier than he looks, and the hammer will have to stay where it is.
He'll be conscious again well after the battle is done. Perhaps you're the daring rescuer who's dragged him in and you've been waiting for him to wake up, or you just know him well enough to visit him in his quarters. You can catch him just as he wakes and starts to push himself out of bed. He's clearly in no fit shape to do so. He's bruised and bloody, and there are deep red lines along his arms and much of his body - burns and the finer patterns of lichtenberg figures.
If he makes it to the door without interruption, he'll hail the first person he sees. Despite leaning heavily against the door frame, he has one thing in mind: ]
thor odinson | ota
a. [ Once the Arena opens, Thor spends the vast majority of his time there. For the first time since joining COST, he feels entirely within his element. His battles range from punchy, entertaining spectacles to outright brawls from which he emerges covered in dirt and blood. While he enjoys the majority of his fights, he ends them too cleanly to really please the crowd.
He'll readily join forces with other COST recruits to take on more interesting opponents. Maybe he invited you to fight as partners after seeing you in the arena? Or was it the other way around? Be ready to get dragged to a bar after the fight, whether you participated or just happened to be in close proximity after a victory. You're buying, right? Right.
Or maybe circumstances weren't so fortunate, and you've somehow ended up fighting against each other. However this fight shakes out, better make it look good. ]
b. [ At some point, Thor is matched up against a pair of fighters called Thngk and Thchou, neither of whom he seems to take seriously in the slightest, if his comments are anything to go by. They go at him with a pair of electrified whips and completely ignore all of his inspired suggestions for a safe word. Anyone with a keen eye will be able to tell that the fight isn't nearly as easy as he's making it out to be, and Thor is putting some real effort into holding his own right from the start.
He gets in close to exploit their weaknesses as he finds them, goading the spiders and trying to turn their attacks against each other. When he lands a blow, sparks glance between his hammer and the spider's seemingly unbreakable carapace. Though he learns their weaknesses quickly, the spiders are seasoned fighters and know how to guard themselves. It's clear to anyone that this isn't a fight that favors him. Every solid blow he manages to strike, they return with equal fervor, and he doesn't have the body armor of a spider to protect him. Every time one of their whips find him, it's more difficult for him to get out of the way of something sharper. He breaks one of Thngk's legs, and blinds Thchou with a searing flash of lightning, but it isn't enough.
As the fight progresses, his attacks become more ferocious, and also more desperate. The spiders taunt him about how readily he'll be devoured, not unlike the god they harvest now - but smaller of course. Weaker. They don't seem to notice or care about the way the sky above the arena darkens, storm clouds gathering too rapidly to be natural.
As circumstances begin to look truly dire for him, Thor launches himself into the air. The spiders are quick - one whip snaps around his arm, and the other latches onto his leg, but that's exactly what he wants. A flash of lightning strikes his upraised hammer.
His eyes go white, electricity crossing his body in wild arcs before a bright burst of power surges back through the whips and into his opponents. Two smoking carapaces fall to the ground, and Thor lands heavily, his power spent. He manages to dedicate his victory as the storm clears just as rapidly from the sky. He even staggers a few steps toward the exit. He looks like he's doing just fine, until Mjolnir slips from his hand.
He falls immediately unconscious, and goes down like a sack of bricks. He'll stay that way for a while; hopefully someone feels generous enough to get him back to COST quarters before any admiring fans try to take a bite. If that person is you, be careful - he's a lot heavier than he looks, and the hammer will have to stay where it is.
He'll be conscious again well after the battle is done. Perhaps you're the daring rescuer who's dragged him in and you've been waiting for him to wake up, or you just know him well enough to visit him in his quarters. You can catch him just as he wakes and starts to push himself out of bed. He's clearly in no fit shape to do so. He's bruised and bloody, and there are deep red lines along his arms and much of his body - burns and the finer patterns of lichtenberg figures.
If he makes it to the door without interruption, he'll hail the first person he sees. Despite leaning heavily against the door frame, he has one thing in mind: ]
Where can I get a drink?