[ The pixelation had been beyond disconcerting. Just when Gamora was beginning to feel comfortable in her own clothes and somewhat safe from the city, a widespread censorship began to occur. It was true that she had stood in front of the mirror for unnatural amount of time and made herself late for work.
It was even true that she had almost come close to cursing when the coffee shop no longer sold coffee, but Gamora wasn't someone that did curse. Frozen yoghurt? Throughout her culinary discoveries she had yet to indulge, and she wasn't sure she wanted to. Not at this time of day.
But it still didn't occur to her that if Deja Brew was no longer a coffee shop then every restaurant would no longer sell their delicious food. Not until it was dinner time and she stood helplessly in what had once been her favourite Thai restaurant. It was the first food she had tried with Magnus and a place she returned again and again. ]
Who do I need to hurt?
[ Not that she could. But threatening violence was still more natural to her than cursing. ]
two.
[ The change in cursing was not something Gamora had immediately noticed. Terrans were strange. They had funny expressions, and ways of expressing their emotions, so she first just assumed there was some kind of new fad sweeping the city. A change in slang that she would need to embrace.
It wasn't until she began playing Nine Inch Nails while at work that she realised the change. 'Closer' just didn't seem as explicit as it used to. Not that she should have really been playing it for the customers, but the shop had been empty and she was taking advantage of being able to play the music louder than usual.
Something loud and angry also seemed to fit her mood when it came to her opinion on not being able to eat food she had become more than a little fond of. ]
wildcard.
[ find gamora where you wish, though seeing her naked could take a little persuasion even with the pixelation ;) ]
gamora | mcu | ota
[ The pixelation had been beyond disconcerting. Just when Gamora was beginning to feel comfortable in her own clothes and somewhat safe from the city, a widespread censorship began to occur. It was true that she had stood in front of the mirror for unnatural amount of time and made herself late for work.
It was even true that she had almost come close to cursing when the coffee shop no longer sold coffee, but Gamora wasn't someone that did curse. Frozen yoghurt? Throughout her culinary discoveries she had yet to indulge, and she wasn't sure she wanted to. Not at this time of day.
But it still didn't occur to her that if Deja Brew was no longer a coffee shop then every restaurant would no longer sell their delicious food. Not until it was dinner time and she stood helplessly in what had once been her favourite Thai restaurant. It was the first food she had tried with Magnus and a place she returned again and again. ]
Who do I need to hurt?
[ Not that she could. But threatening violence was still more natural to her than cursing. ]
two.
[ The change in cursing was not something Gamora had immediately noticed. Terrans were strange. They had funny expressions, and ways of expressing their emotions, so she first just assumed there was some kind of new fad sweeping the city. A change in slang that she would need to embrace.
It wasn't until she began playing Nine Inch Nails while at work that she realised the change. 'Closer' just didn't seem as explicit as it used to. Not that she should have really been playing it for the customers, but the shop had been empty and she was taking advantage of being able to play the music louder than usual.
Something loud and angry also seemed to fit her mood when it came to her opinion on not being able to eat food she had become more than a little fond of. ]
wildcard.
[ find gamora where you wish, though seeing her naked could take a little persuasion even with the pixelation ;) ]