bakerstreet | six word stories

An gentlemanly alien devil with a taste for chaos, devoted to fighting the forces of order- Info here.

A) The devil is behind the counter.

B) Even this chaos stops for tea.

C) "Cheer up, it might never happen!"

D) "Come with me, see the universe."

[ ooc; info here, permissions here. historical characters much loved, can play her from any time period between 1800 and the 1920s. no smut. f/f for shipping, but ota gen. ]

one. "Let us sleep where Sappho says."
two. "Is a lady not reason enough?"
three. "I paint women for my health."

wildcard. Bring your own.

1. "That's not what I expected."
2. Beers were cracked, so were jaws.
3. "Have you lost your fucking mind?"
4. "I'm not putting that on, bro."
5. "Go fuck yourself, you fucking fuck!"

Edited 2021-11-01 21:57 (UTC)

1. There's never enough time for everything.
2. I've come a really long way.
3. Personal growth can be a bitch.
4. Gotta put pressure on the wound.
5. Most boring patrol of my career.
6. I don't do big declarations, okay?

((OOC: No shipping or smut but open to everything else))

1) Perfect robbery. Perfect getaway. Rotten traffic!
2) Harshness of reality, softened by Merlot.
3) Family reunion; surrounded by relative strangers.
4) "I'm so tired of this shit."
5) "Going home is hard for me."
6) Wildcard! Bring your own!

( no shipping. )

i. "But maybe our destiny is decided."
ii. "Pray you, stand farther from me."
iii. "Villain, I have done thy mother."
iv. "No, but I have a strategy."
v. "Sorry for my huge, cool muscles."

(ooc: Are you familiar with this particular tale?))

[Loki rolls his eyes, adjusting the shawl over Thor's shoulders to try to cover those muscles a bit better.]

Yes, yes, they're very impressive, but people aren't suppose to know it's you, you oaf.

( thor lightly pushes his brother's hands off his arms, the movement of which causes the shawl to slip from his magnificent shoulders. )

Calm, brother. Although my feats of strength are famous, the look of my muscles are not. ( he grimaces. ) I doubt these vile fiends even know what I look like.

That may be, but they have heard of Freya's grace and beauty. Not her rippling biceps. [Can one passive aggressively adjust a shawl? Loki sure does his best to.

With a wave of his hand, Loki materializes a shawl pin and secures it in the front, preventing further slips.]

There will be a feast upon our arrival, after which we will be shown to your chambers for the night. After the castle sleeps, we can sneak out and find your hammer. Now, I know this will be hard for you, but we can not cause a scene.

Edited 2021-11-02 12:19 (UTC)

[ available in canon and AU flavors. open to canon (any medium), cross canon, AUs, OCs, timeline shenanigans. ]

1.) Stop. I don't want another lie.
2.) [ One eyebrow arches. ] Are you finished?
3.) Oh, now you want to listen?
4.) [ Reaching out, tentative, only to stop. ]
5.) [ Wounded but undaunted. ] I'll finish this.
6.) [ The sound of a lightsaber igniting. ]

1) Painfully, he changed “is” to “was.”

2) One stunt. Stuck in eternal coma.

3) Friends. Liquid confidence. Admit love. Marriage.

4) Goodbye. Hurt. Numb. Hello. Joy. Repeat.

5) Only voice: echo. Only friend: shadow.

6) Endless stars. Home is there somewhere.

1. Didn’t Study. Plan B: “Food Poisoning.”
2. Found true love, 857 miles away...
3. Fell asleep on subway. Awoke: Nebraska?!
4. Lost my tongue. Suspect the cat.

Canon/AU friendly.

1. Shot in crotch. No hard feelings.
2. Harshness of reality, softened by Merlot.
3. “You’re a virgin. Lead with that.”
4. Amnesiac awakens: Who am I today?
5. Winter night. Feuding couple. One sleeping bag.
6. Quit coffee: short nails, shorter fuse.

[Good with either main movie continuity or show Loki. If you have a preference, let me know.]

A) Painfully, he changed “is” to “was.”

B) Strangers. Friends. Best friends. Lovers. Strangers.

C) “Wrong number,” says a familiar voice.

D) Disputes between nations. Sorrow among families.

Is this a global crisis I gotta worry about, or your typical Holidays bullshit?

Global crisis for another realm, but also holiday bullshit.

Mother's sisters are visiting.

1. Whatever you heard, it ain't true.
2. That's gin doing all the talking.
3. I refuse to die in Pennsylvania.
4. Jesus Christ, we need an adult...

1. Table for one. Martinis for two.

2. Woke up early. Reached work late.

3. Lost my tongue. Suspect the cat.

[ooc: Ships and smut are good, too! Glenn is a half-human half-tentacle monster alien lad who likes headpats, art, and insects. Worries a lot about the well-being of others.]

1) Dot in the sky. Dead pixel.

2) Coffee before art. Goodbye straight lines.

3) Goodbye. Hurt. Numb. Hello. Joy. Repeat.

4) Rain. Two strangers. One umbrella. Love.

That is the way of things. But was it worth meeting them, if you keep the memories?

Yes.

[There's no hesitation.]

The pain of loss is often reflected to the same strength as love. I remember. I always remember - at least many, key portions throughout the decades.

When I was much younger, I used to think it wasn't. To what end was such pain worth it? It consumed me.

[He sighs and glances away, though he's never been one to make eye contact much at all in the first place, always looking slightly above, below, or aside of eye contact. With this person is no different.]

I cannot recommend living forever.

I'm glad to hear it. It's quite a disappointment to suffer and feel it wasn't worthwhile.

I wouldn't mind living forever. [Nyarlathotep isn't bothered about the lack of eye contact, sitting recumbent in a chair, two legs off the ground.] Though 'forever' here does have an endpoint, it's just so far off it may as well be nowhere. Heat death of the universe.

You do seem sad.

Well, yes. All stars eventually lose their fuel and wink out, or worse, with a bang. People are nothing if not adaptable, and other galaxies are viable for human life. Those with the means can move on to other places. As I have.

[Said as someone who has explored just that darkness of space - and ended up on the other sides that no human life span could do in a single leap back when space flight first started.]

That said, do I truly seem so? Sad?

[His voice rarely displays inflection, so it's a little awkward for someone else to be perceptive of him. The feathery antenna that used to just be a cowlick gives a bit of a wiggle, but stays in its usual spot curled against his head.]

That's not wrong.

[He laughs quietly.] Humans spreading to other planets. Now that will make for interesting observation.

Naturally you do, but I was willing to take a risk of being in error. With all modesty, I have been told I'm exceptionally clever.

[Lazily he reached out an arm, with even pleasure born from personal certainty, as a handshake where he didn't feel like getting up.] They call me Nyarlathotep. And you?

I have photographs, if you would like proof.

[But something about that statement-- interesting... It's hard to tell, but... is this person only looking human, like himself? He takes a careful breath through his nose to try to glean more information as he approaches. The name sounds Egyptian, he thinks, but nothing else comes to mind.

[The hand he offers in kind, to reciprocate the handshake, is almost immeasurably scarred, and Glenn makes sure to watch their hands a moment to check his strength (while also ensuring a firm, but not oppressive, grip,) before looking up again.]

My name is Glenn. I am half-human.

It isn't that I don't believe you, my honored company, but I would like to see, yes.

[He takes Glenn's hand and observes his arm with the kind of polite interest that neither pretends not to see and therefore is obvious, nor stares overlong to satisfy itself at the expense of the scrutinized person. It's a matter of a few seconds, only.]

Glenn. And half...? Is English your only language?

Of a sort, unfortunately. I speak a completely garbled version of the other half of my heritage's language, so it's absolutely useless until I learn the language properly. I don't have the right control over the proper vocalizations, and the other aspects of the language, barring body language, I don't have conscious control over it to begin with. For anything else, I run translation programs if I'm only passing by.

[He withdraws his touch after a moment, clasping both hands together before reaching into his pocket. A couple of taps on the device, and an array of detailed photographs spring outward into the air, like catching sight of dust motes through a ray of sunlight.

[Of stars among stars and planets big and small. Among them, unique flora and fauna not native to Earth are also on display. The sky certain is not a shade of deep violet on Earth! Some others aren't even photographs, but illustrations done by hand with ink. They have a life-like feel, though stylized.

[Reaching out, Glenn touches one of the photographs with a fingertip and moves it so it doesn't overlap another.]

These are from a galaxy far from Earth's. It takes about six-thousand years to reach it if you drift idly, but with hyperspace, albeit with breaks to restock supplies, it only took me about twenty years.

1. He captured moths in a bell-jar.

2. You will sing, and I shall dance.

3. Lonesome moon in a desolate sky.

4. He didn't notice. None the wiser.

5. Hunger and lust, the drowning waters.

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