You were made to be ruled. And in the end, it will be every man for himself.
I am the God Loki Laufeyson, predecessing king of Asgard and successor to the throne I shall build on Midgard. I am the God of mischief and lies.
I endeavour to answer all questions I receive. And that is a promise.
WARNING: THIS BLOG IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. LOKI IS VERY DARK AT TIMES AND WILL RESPOND IN MANNERS TO MATCH THE QUESTIONS.
SOME QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS ARE NSFW. THEY WILL BE TAGGED AS SUCH FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE.
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Greetings. I am fair.
It would be very ungraceful to drink out of a fountain without using your arms. Also, you could fall in and drown; you’d look a sorry state. You’ve certainly thought it through. Fear not; your arms are spared!
I plan on disposing of this Bieber boy along with the Direction of One as soon as I can. I despise them.
Yes. For example, how old are you, then? Is your age measured in human years, cat years or a concoction? I am an inquisitive being, you must understand.
I vowed to spare the lives of all the Midgardian music artists that I… enjoy.
However, I also vowed to destroy the lives of all the Midgardian music I dislike. Be warned, the Direction of One.
Even when I spent many centuries studying mythology in the studies of Asgard, I never once came across a Were-Dat. I do appreciate a discovery.
Interestingly, even without arms you’d still have a fair balance, provided you had both ears intact.
I have indeed noticed the UK is most wet and cold. I am naturally adapted to such a climate, of course, but it is somewhat different from the radiant warmth of Asgard. I am well enough.
Here’s some chocolate pudding, you should try some. I promise they taste more than satisfactory.
I shall tentatively have a taste. If it falls below my expectations, someone may have to pay.
//nibbles//
Of course it could not be as restful as I hoped it would be- I was locked in Asgard’s most miserable and cold dungeon for quite some time.
As I’m sure you are aware, the cold does not bother me, but the misery certainly did. I toiled over my own suicide far too many times.
I am unsure of how long I will stay, but for now I have made a return. If you approach me for an embrace I shall take great pleasure in decapitating your offending arms. I do not wish to be hugged.
However, I appreciate your thoughtful welcome.
{Thank you! It’s nice to be back ^.^}