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[Event Open] On the first day of Ewaymas...
Who: Loki Laufeyson and Open
Where: Mansion, dining hall, garden, generally just out and about
When: 12/12
Rating: PG?
Summary: Loki done drank the Kool Aid. In other words, yes, your worst fears have been imagined: Loki's chipper and loveable.
The Story:
T'was the first morning of an event and all were asleep. Not a creature was stirring... except that ungodly racket outside his chamber door. Loki jolted awake and stepped out, prepared for some kind of assault or ensuing chaos only to see the halls redecorating themselves for some obscene Midgard holiday. Faintly, he recognised some of the gaudy clutter as a largely commercialised holiday among the mortals of his brother's favourite realm. Wonderful.
His casual visit to the dining hall proved far more annoying this his initial awakening. Despite what he insisted upon, the infuriating magic persisted on producing variants of unsightly sweets and colourful yet inedible cakes. He wouldn't need to consume anything to worsen his mood, because no such magic existed to make it any worse. He settled on just taking up the glass of liquid it gave him and moved to the kitchen to snatch a few simple slices of bread. His first taste of the drink was reminiscent of the fruitier alcoholic beverages some mortals drank, but his next few sips seemed to broaden his opinion. By the bottom of the cup, he actually enjoyed the sweet cocktail. Enough so that he had a second, and even indulged in one of the strangely shaped, icing-covered sweets the dining room had previously tried to serve him. Nothing would come of the cookie as the magic of the punch had already taken hold.
He acted on whim and took a chipper stroll around the garden, greeting anyone he met with a smile and even a walk along the beach. He could be found just about anywhere, trying to spread the good cheer to others...
Where: Mansion, dining hall, garden, generally just out and about
When: 12/12
Rating: PG?
Summary: Loki done drank the Kool Aid. In other words, yes, your worst fears have been imagined: Loki's chipper and loveable.
The Story:
T'was the first morning of an event and all were asleep. Not a creature was stirring... except that ungodly racket outside his chamber door. Loki jolted awake and stepped out, prepared for some kind of assault or ensuing chaos only to see the halls redecorating themselves for some obscene Midgard holiday. Faintly, he recognised some of the gaudy clutter as a largely commercialised holiday among the mortals of his brother's favourite realm. Wonderful.
His casual visit to the dining hall proved far more annoying this his initial awakening. Despite what he insisted upon, the infuriating magic persisted on producing variants of unsightly sweets and colourful yet inedible cakes. He wouldn't need to consume anything to worsen his mood, because no such magic existed to make it any worse. He settled on just taking up the glass of liquid it gave him and moved to the kitchen to snatch a few simple slices of bread. His first taste of the drink was reminiscent of the fruitier alcoholic beverages some mortals drank, but his next few sips seemed to broaden his opinion. By the bottom of the cup, he actually enjoyed the sweet cocktail. Enough so that he had a second, and even indulged in one of the strangely shaped, icing-covered sweets the dining room had previously tried to serve him. Nothing would come of the cookie as the magic of the punch had already taken hold.
He acted on whim and took a chipper stroll around the garden, greeting anyone he met with a smile and even a walk along the beach. He could be found just about anywhere, trying to spread the good cheer to others...
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"No. Thor and I share different parents. I'm his brother by right, not blood. Adopted as it were. Give your brothers time. They will mature into siblings you will hardly be able to keep up with in no time. You will see." Oh, he will have so many questions for you when you're all grown up again, Billy.
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"I must say, wishes would be a waste on me, young Kaplan." He had to be nice. Nowhere in the rules did it say he had to be honest. As a matter of fact, being nice, for Loki, was a pretty effective lie in and of itself. "What other two wishes would you ask for?"