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[tricksterofasgard]

[ Gold. Hopefully you like gold, because you will see a lot of it. Heavy golden walls behind a large golden throne. Comfortably seated within? A potentially new face, looking pleased and overall just friendly enough despite being clad in full armor, complete with large, horned helmet and holding a golden spear in his hand.

Can you possibly see through illusions? Then enjoy Loki occupying a regular living room while casually holding a broom. He's just here to deliver a show, really. The armor and helmet are real, however.

After permitting the image to settle for a moment, he finally speaks. Loki's initial words are measured carefully. ]

Mortals of this realm.

[ He raises from his throne and takes a step forward before settling into a meaningful pose. ]

You have earned yourself the protection of a god.

[ You get another moment to take this in. Or just enjoy looking at this god. Then, all of Loki's dignified behavior and display slips away in favor of a wide, open grin and his unoccupied hand gestures lightly. ]

They could have just asked, though. You know? Instead of just pulling me here and--

[ He lets that trail off with a dismissive wave of his hand. Let's not talk about that, okay? ]

I am Loki. Rightful King of Asgard.

[ That same hand that has just been gesturing dismissively is now placed over his own chest as Loki offers a bow to his audience. ]

And I look forward to serving you.


[ For his roommates at Nonah #004: Your living room is currently stuck under an illusion. You will find yourself stepping right into Asgard's throne room. It's painfully golden. Enjoy your new Asgardian pest. ]

Comments

[tricksterofasgard]

I am painfully aware of that fact.

[ That he can’t leave. It’s not like he has the means to even attempt leaving this planet. Not with the Tesseract gone from his possession. ]

As tempting as isolation sounds... I feel that I am much rather going to learn about mortals at least. Whether I choose to or not.

[ He’s already stuck in a way too human living space. That feels like a cage. ]

[usaf]

Good. Consider it a sort of... Educational field trip!

[tricksterofasgard]

Precisely what I did not ask for.

[usaf]

Welcome to the club.

[tricksterofasgard]

Fine. I will try to make it to the club meetings.

[ Can he leave now? ]

[usaf]

What size t-shirt do you wear?

[tricksterofasgard]

[ Carol, you’re getting this face. Please don’t expect him to understand human clothes. Can’t you see Asgardian fashion is basically just a complicated mess that’s probably half magical and half fancy alien technology? They likely don’t even use stuff like sizes. It’s.... Carol. You’re confusing the space viking. ]

...I.... don’t?