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thespherelogs2020-02-08 01:41 am
morethanatrickster) wrote in thespherelogs2020-02-08 01:41 am
this was not the intended result
Who; Loki and you!
What; The Loki from Endgame that got away after the plot Avengers stopped. He wants his Scepter back.
Where; Various places throughout the sphere
When; 2/8 - 2/13
Warnings; Probable violence, malicious taunting, will add as they occur
Note; His initial freeing is reserved for Charis, but if you'd like your own starter for the crazy mischief god, drop me a line on Discord at vikael#0221.
Arrival (2/08) - Rec Dome | Closed to Charis
Never let it be said that Loki doesn't take advantage of a situation. In the flurry of movement, the Tesseract was freed. No one saw him grab it. No one noticed he was using it until it was too late. He hadn't cared where he was escaping to. All he'd known was he couldn't allow himself to be returned to Asgard, a failure again, caged or worse for his so-called crime by the hypocrite who sat on the throne. This, though, hadn't been what he'd expected. The quicksilver bindings bit uncomfortably into his wrists as he tugged against their restraint, adjusting his grip on-
He blinked down to his empty hands, a panic rising quickly. The Tesseract. Where was it? His eyes darted around, and a muffled grunt of frustration could be heard through the metallic gag covering his lower jaw and mouth. It was apparent from the cuts and scrapes caked with dried blood across his nose and forehead he'd been in a scrape recently, and anyone who'd seen him in combat would know he didn't injure, even superficially, easily. His hair was disheveled and unkempt, even more so than usual. Outwardly, if his eyes were any indication, he was calm, looking about the ground as though ought were amiss.
Internally, though, the panic was strong. If he didn't find the box, if it were lost-he couldn't stay here, wherever here was...
Library (2/9 - ??) | OTA
Without the Tesseract as a means to leave, Loki has turned his attention to commandeering control of the Sphere in order to orchestrate its own means of travel to other dimensions. The box was lost, and with it any promise he could remain safe from the one who sought it. He had no interest in ruling a sub-oceanic prison, but he'd take it over if he needed to. That meant knowing everything there was to actually know about this place, and the residents were useless or anything other than cleaning his trousers. Some of the people trapped here even liked it. It was revolting, if not surprising.
He didn't need them anyway. Between his magic and his intelligence, he'd piece together how to make the Sphere his, at least long enough to use its talents.
So long as the mortals left him to his own devices.
What; The Loki from Endgame that got away after the plot Avengers stopped. He wants his Scepter back.
Where; Various places throughout the sphere
When; 2/8 - 2/13
Warnings; Probable violence, malicious taunting, will add as they occur
Note; His initial freeing is reserved for Charis, but if you'd like your own starter for the crazy mischief god, drop me a line on Discord at vikael#0221.
Arrival (2/08) - Rec Dome | Closed to Charis
Never let it be said that Loki doesn't take advantage of a situation. In the flurry of movement, the Tesseract was freed. No one saw him grab it. No one noticed he was using it until it was too late. He hadn't cared where he was escaping to. All he'd known was he couldn't allow himself to be returned to Asgard, a failure again, caged or worse for his so-called crime by the hypocrite who sat on the throne. This, though, hadn't been what he'd expected. The quicksilver bindings bit uncomfortably into his wrists as he tugged against their restraint, adjusting his grip on-
He blinked down to his empty hands, a panic rising quickly. The Tesseract. Where was it? His eyes darted around, and a muffled grunt of frustration could be heard through the metallic gag covering his lower jaw and mouth. It was apparent from the cuts and scrapes caked with dried blood across his nose and forehead he'd been in a scrape recently, and anyone who'd seen him in combat would know he didn't injure, even superficially, easily. His hair was disheveled and unkempt, even more so than usual. Outwardly, if his eyes were any indication, he was calm, looking about the ground as though ought were amiss.
Internally, though, the panic was strong. If he didn't find the box, if it were lost-he couldn't stay here, wherever here was...
Library (2/9 - ??) | OTA
Without the Tesseract as a means to leave, Loki has turned his attention to commandeering control of the Sphere in order to orchestrate its own means of travel to other dimensions. The box was lost, and with it any promise he could remain safe from the one who sought it. He had no interest in ruling a sub-oceanic prison, but he'd take it over if he needed to. That meant knowing everything there was to actually know about this place, and the residents were useless or anything other than cleaning his trousers. Some of the people trapped here even liked it. It was revolting, if not surprising.
He didn't need them anyway. Between his magic and his intelligence, he'd piece together how to make the Sphere his, at least long enough to use its talents.
So long as the mortals left him to his own devices.
I think you meant the *best* turn
"Oh, I like you. What did you say your name was?"
no subject
"April," she replies with venom in her tone, still glaring with her arms crossed. "Why does that matter?"