[Behold, Loki, hunched over a desk looking uncharacteristically introspective while performing dexterous feats of incredible skill with an inking pen. The mellifluous tones of Daft Punk can be heard coming from somewhere in the background as he opts to ignore the video for a moment more in favor of his deep contemplation.
And once the moment has passed, he stops with the finger tricks and fixes his gaze directly on the camera.]Contrary to my usual M.O. I may require some help with a pressing quandary. Set-backs are usually temporary for me, granted some set-backs are walls while others are hurdles, but this one has me boxed. A boxed Loki never bodes well…oh, if I didn’t introduce myself last time?
[Because there was another him, was there not? He looks vaguely sour for a moment.] Loki Laufeyson, though I’m under the impression that some of you have already met me before.
[For what it’s worth he’ll do a flourishing bow for the sake of theatrics.]Back to the dilemma at hand. Your help will require the ability to tap into a time when you were below the legal age of majority. Your inner child. Sadly, my inner child and I had a disagreement, we're no longer speaking.
[siiiiiigh] If you can get in touch with yours, or if you’ve never been one, but you possess a vivid imagination and are able to relate, or if you are, in fact, a child then here’s your mission--
[He’s getting to his point, patience is, after all a virtue. The question you should really be asking yourself is “what is Loki’s newfound preoccupation with the inner child?” Is he having a Freudian moment?]Our exercise is this. I’m going to show you three pictures, yes the pictures have words, just ignore the words. I want to know, from the perspective of children,
which picture would they most identify with and
why.[He’ll hold up picture number one. Take a minute to process that.
Picture number two.
And finally number three.]Just in case you’re curious, this is the Yggdrasil, the World Tree of Norse mythology, and these are the nine realms that are presented. There were ten, but a war happened, a baby was involved, Odin flipped his Skittles, and he disowned Heven completely. Cut it clean from the rest of the realms!
Thoughts? Feelings? Expressions of outrage?