[The video comes on to show a red-head, irritated and staring up at what looks like an overhanging sign in front of a shop door. The walls of the brick building are covered in vines, vine as far as the eye can see. They don't actually lead into the building, since she keeps the windows boarded up, but there's a lush sort of wildgrowth that covers every inch of the visible world.

She turns towards the camera angle and growls, making a twitching face of irritation.]

Ok, could all the folks in Sigyn please not use this week as their chance to practice their powers? Enough already with the plants! This is getting just a little ridiculous here, and I'm thinking of changing the name "Pinch of Sage" to "Heart of the Amazon."

Anyone got any weed killer, or at the very least, any idea how to stop this little prank from getting more out of hand than it already is?

[well, this guy sounds new. ...and irritable.]

Ssssoooo, I get that this is all some crazy magical bullshit adventure or whatever

But there's kind of a forest everywhere.

And I'm pretty sure it wasn't here this morning.

And I really don't want to have to deal with this shit right now.

[a long-suffering sigh, followed up by an awkward pause...]

So, uh... I know this is just asking to get my ass kicked, but anyone wanna help a blind guy find a bar around here? ...You do have those in magical bullshit land, right?

[Well, Sheryl's had a rather few interesting weeks. She'd fallen victim to that wonderful virus and ended up in Alto's care until she'd completely recovered. She hated being indebted to him but knew very well that if he hadn't done what he had, Sheryl would have likely died from the pandemic.

However, that's not why she's decided to grace the network with her presence. As her bracelet's video feed flickers to life, the camera pans across her bedroom. If someone is paying attention, they'll notice the numerous unfinished music compositions on the desk. She's about ready to kill to have a guitar or a keyboard in her room. She'll have to get around to remedying that predicament one of these days.

However, today is not that day as she looks out the window and she sees nothing but an endless sea of green plants. Not that she's adverse to plants but it just leaves her to wondering what those idiot Gods were up to this time. Eventually, the video feed settles on her very confused looking face.]

I know that as travelers, we've been charged with bringing colour back to Asgard but isn't the jungle out there a little overboard?