[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?