Heat Exhaustion Symptoms
- Muscle cramps
- Pale skin
- Profuse sweating
- Sunken, dark eyes from dehydration
Do I need to remind you what he looked like during this entire scene?
He’s sweaty, his blood circulation isn’t working well due to vasoconstriction (namely, look at how pale his lips are,) and he’s got dark, sunken in eyes. Now we’ve got a point in which he trips and almost falls for some inexplicable reason. Well, let me ask you this.
How do you torture a frost giant?
Whedon wouldn’t just put in clips like this for no reason. He’s trying to show us something. The Loki we see here in this scene is not a healthy Loki, it’s a Loki who is weak and pale and probably focused on just staying conscious—a Loki who has probably been tortured by Thanos into submission and then sent out to do his dirty work for him, that way Thanos will never get the blame. Loki is just the puppet in the grand master scheme of things. Thanos is using him.
The Loki we see in Thor is radically different from the Loki we see in The Avengers. Sure, post-Thor, Loki is emotionally unstable, and maybe a little nuts, but he wasn’t a murderer. The only reason he went after Jotunheim is because he was having identity issues. Murder wasn’t something that was normal in his repertoire, yet we see him doing it frequently in The Avengers. The Loki we see at the end of Thor doesn’t want to live, let alone take over an entire realm that he had no interest in before. Something drastic must have happened between the two movies to have made Loki have such a huge character change.
It’s said that Thanos caught/rescued Loki after he fell from the Bifrost. Well, what did he do after that? Thanos is known for having telepathic powers, and since he had to have caught Loki knowing who he was and how strong he was, he likely broke into Loki’s mind to find out all of his fears and weaknesses. And once he found out all of Loki’s darkest secrets, it was easy to break him. He and the Chitauri took the Loki we saw in Thor and tortured and corrupted him until he was warped into their own personal demigod, ready to do their bidding. Why do you think Loki spouts off all these quotes about how “Freedom is life’s great lie,” and “In the end, you will always kneel”? He’s projecting.
So, when he trips? That’s the aftershocks of torture. That’s a Loki, weakened and struggling to stay upright, pushing forward through the pain because, otherwise?
“You will long for something as sweet as pain.”
He has to keep going because the alternative isn’t a question.
Reblogging this photoset again because OH MY WORD LOKI NO.
^ that response is why I’m reblogging
NO MY BABY
I caught this a few times in and wibbled, but I figured it was because getting SHAT OUT by the Tesseract like that probably wasn’t the most pleasant of experiences, and yes, probably very hot (Especially considering the panels up the side of the landing pad were glowing red with heat after the energy left his person) ON TOP OF whatever heat-based torture he had to endure. I hadn’t really considered that as a means of tormenting him, but it does make perfect sense. Headcanon Accepted. It really wouldn’t have done to have been out in that desert in the daytime, he had pretty good timing, but I suspect that too was intentional.
I also noticed that the SHIELD agent he took with him makes sure he’s okay and picks up his pace to place a hand on his back and keep him upright. That’s a damn good agent, considering people still retain a great deal of their personality (Selvig’s general kookiness and love of science, Clint’s dry and quick wit) that guy’s a good man.
on the subject of things i want to know about video games
i want the calendar system and the economic situation and the geographic squabbles and the climate reports and the sanitary conditions and the class structure and the border skirmishes and the language shift and the slang dictionary and the cookbooks and the agricultural mechanics and the popular recreational hobbies and the currency system
you don’t even know
the amount of stupid details i want to know
please give them to me
I FUCKING LOVE FANDOM
I’M HAPPY TO BE A PART OF IT
I’M FUCKING EXCITED TO WAKE UP EVERY MORNING AND THINK ‘HOLY SWEET JESUS HERE IS A COMMUNITY OF PEOPLE WHO UNDERSTAND MY OBSESSIVE TENDENCIES AND HAVE THE SAME FIXATION OH MARY MOTHER OF GOD THANK YOU FOR BLESSING ME WITH AN ENVIRONMENT THAT FOSTERS MY CREATIVITY AND DEVELOPMENT’
“No. No… no no no no no.”
Tony Stark, billionaire playboy philanthropist, threw his Xbox controller across the room and dove for his cell phone, which he was relatively sure he set next to his liquor glass on the table. After some digging and rummaging through important documents and old pizza boxes, Tony discovered the device. He quickly dialed up a number and held it to his ear.
Pepper Potts’ voice came through. “Tony, it’s four a.m., what are you –“
“Pepper, I need to buy a video game company.”
That drew silence from the other side of the phone; before the red head could recuperate, Tony continued. “Now, I know that silence, that’s the ‘Tony has another bad idea’ silence, but really this time it’s not a bad idea and it’s for a genuinely good cause –“
“What are you going on about, Tony?”
“It’s this game, okay? Mass Effect, it’s all Rhodey’s fault, blame him, he gave it to me – well, he gave me the first one, and I bought the other two – Collector’s Editions, every DLC –“
“So, the games – they’re great. Mostly. Got some problems, what doesn’t, but I like them. Love them.”
“Okay, and that means you have to buy their company… why exactly?”
Tony was standing and pacing now. “They’ve got problems. Nothing’s perfect, unless I made it, and I didn’t make them so they’re not perfect. See what I’m getting at?”
“Your ego is still larger than the island of Manhattan?”
“I need to buy the company so I can have some input! I mean, Pepper, if you’d played this game – you would not believe what they did with the ending!” Throwing his free hand in the air, Tony paced around the couch, moving for the sake of moving. “It’s the worst, moronic, empty plot device I’ve ever seen, and the SCIENCE – god, what did they do to science!”
“Tony you’re not making sense.”
“That’s because I’m talking about the ending and the ending didn’t make sense! There was this kid and these three stupid options and junk science and Buzz Aldrin and it was the worst thing ever.”
“Worse than Loki. I would take fighting Loki without the suit rather than that ending. I would sell my soul to Reed Richards – wait, scratch that - I would have a heart to heart chat about feelings with Prof. Xavier before accepting that ending. It’s terrible.”
“… so you’re buying the company to…?”
“Well, it’s obvious they were rushed and out of ideas and EA is a total bag of dicks, so I figure – I buy the company, I finance the games, and they’ll release an ending where my FemShep and Garrus ride off into the sunset to raise Krogan babies and everything’s hunky dory.”
“… are you high?”
Nick Fury was sitting in his office, working diligently on something not world threatening for once, when his personal phone rang. He’d given all the Avengers his personal number for emergencies, though he was very close to blocking certain team members from calling him.
The man’s phone buzzed; he set his pen down and removed it from his belt, looking at the name. “Speak of the devil,” He grunted, reluctantly putting the phone to his ear. “Stark.”
“Fury, hey, how are you, nice day?”
“Get to the point.”
“Right. There’s a big problem – BIG problem – that needs your immediate attention or else the entire galaxy is going to succumb to an evil alien invasion.”
That raised the man’s eyebrows.
“So what you need to do is help me convince Pepper to buy a video game company –“
“ – or at least help me vanquish it so that it’s capacity for soul-crushing, science-ruining badness is forever destroyed!”
“Why am I down here again?”
“Because we’re friends, and everyone knows friends play video games together.” Tony smiled in a totally innocent way as Bruce cocked an eyebrow.
“I thought we were more of the doing science friends than the playing video game friends.” But he still took a seat on the couch.
Tony shrugged, sitting beside him, holding the controller in his hand. “Why can’t we be both? Don’t worry, this series is fun, completely stress free, and the third game just has the best ending…”
When the Hulk attacked E.A.’s headquarters a week later, everyone knew it was Tony’s fault. He paid for all the damages, but that was okay – if he couldn’t have his ending, he could at least have his vengeance.
“Sometimes, I really hate you.” Bruce mumbled from the other side of the couch. In his hand was one of his ruined shoes, destroyed by his last transformation. He stared at it with a forlorn yet irritated look. Tony wasn’t really paying attention to him. From the way he was staring at the news coverage of the Hulk’s attack, he was still thinking about his little scheme.
“Maybe next time they’ll think twice before ruining everything with SPACE MAGIC SCIENCE and glowing children and Buzz Aldrin.”
Bruce threw his shoe at him.
I don’t even know okay don’t judge me.
OH MY GOD YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME I SWEAR THE ENDING I WAS DANCING ALL AROUND THE ROOM AND CACKLING MADLY AND OH MY GOD TONY STARK YOU ARE A MOTHERFUCKING GENIUS LET ME LOVE YOU ZVNLAKDJFHALKDJFHLKJD
Happy National Masturbation Month!
Resource of the Day:
- It’s Just Sex: a comprehensive tumblr with links to documentaries, Q & A about a variety of sexual behaviors and staying safe
Angers the Pope.
A SHIPPING EPISODE THIS EARLY INTO THE SEASON
OKAY IT WAS CUTE AT FIRST BUT
OH THE PAIN
OH THE INHUMANITY
WHY WHY WHY WHYYYYYYYYYY
NO MOM I WILL NOT LOOK AT THIS ‘Oscar’s Best Supporting Actress Gown’ THING THAT YOU WANT ME TO CHECK OUT I’M TOO BUSY HAVING MY FEELS STEPPED ON SAT ON TWISTED BROKEN SHREDDED AND ;AKJSDFAKLSJFHKLJASDFHASKLJDFHKJALSDFH NO ONE TOUCH ME OKAY MY SHOULDER IS SUNBURNT I WILL BIOTIC THROW YOU
I DON’T CURR IF I NEED TO PICK A GOWN FOR MY COUSIN’S WEDDING IT’S ON APRIL 28 ANYWAY THAT’S A LONG TIME TO PICK SOME STUPID SHITTY GOWN I’M WEARING ONCE