[ video + planet catchall ] so bring your good times and your laughter too

[dothelokimotion]

Who: Loki + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes
When: Right here, right now.

[ video ]

[ Loki is sitting on a chair, decked in . . . a large fancy red robe. The background music is currently playing this song, something he heard on the planet and immediately stole for his own needs. He's sitting on the chair, legs slightly up in the air like he don't care because guess what — ]

It seems my request was approved and I am now the captain of the First Breath. Rest assured, I will treat my crew benevolently. Possibly with beer and movies.


[ i. knife play ]

[ Loki has never liked competitions.

Which seems like a paradox because Loki certainly likes to win. But he never had the acumen for Asgard's sports. He could barely lift their swords and axes, after all, constantly stumbling and falling into the dirt. A weakling. It was his mother, a shield-maiden of old who gifted him with his daggers, showed him the form he needed. And like the crack of a white, Loki's knife-throw was impeccable. He could cut down men twice his size meters away. So he found himself here, one of the Bright Birds (for now), flicking daggers at the bulls eye with ease, letting the applause wash over him.

It felt . . . good. That doesn't happen very often for Loki. Briefly, he wonders if this is how Thor feels all the time. He waves back briefly. ]

Why thank you. Please bring out a challenge, next time.

[ ii. poker ]

[ Money is not something Loki gives a lot of thought to. He has noticed the decent influx of money that comes to him via the Atroma and he is a little pleased. A twisted sense of appreciation in a way (something Loki has never been fully able to rebuke, even if he recognizes where it stems from). Either way, he's not going to complain about it as he moves the cash forward before leaning back with a lazy smirk. His opponent looks most disgruntled, folding his cards and leaving Loki with the winnings. As they leave Loki's table, some of Loki's cards vanish in a flicker of gold light. As the next person approaches, Loki smiles, sitting up straight. ]

Care for a game?

[ iii. thor merchandise ]

[ Eventually, the lure of competing (and winning easily, even if he is cheating half the time) gets old, so he takes up the lucrative job of marketing. Everyone who comes up to the stall gets a Thor button to pin on their shirts. Unfortunately, after a while, the button changes to "THOR SUCKS" because that's just how life is. However, when you come back for your refund, Loki is gone.

But for now, you can come up and get some authentic Thor merchandise! ]

[ wildcard your adventure! ]

[ Loki can be found at the fashion shows, checking out art galleries and the libraries. You can drop a PM for an idea/starter or ping me at captainkink ]

Comments

[the_tailor]

We need to have close combat skills too, with all the fighting we do. Can't just rely on guns, even if it's my specialty. And Keith's just...I don't know, he just loves knives, so.

[Shrug. He doesn't question it anymore.]

[dothelokimotion]

Why would you be fighting so frequently?

[the_tailor]

We're pretty much fighting an intergalactic war. ...And by pretty much I mean we definitely are. It's, uh... It's...something.

[Because nothing like a bunch of teenagers being thrown into space to fight a war that isn't really theirs, and be the sole hope of the universe, mirite?]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki nods as if this sounds perfectly normal. ]

Those are quite commonplace.

I MIXED UP OUR THREADS LMFAO

[the_tailor]

So I've been learning, unfortunately. Is it so much for a guy to just ask for a world that's, y'know, actually peaceful and not on fire?

amazing <333

[dothelokimotion]

Yes.

[ He doesn't sound mean, just stating a fact. ]

Because the universe is large and there will always be some corner looking for a fight. Very few realize how vast it is. And how little we amount to.

A genius is me....

[the_tailor]

That's a...pessimistic way of looking about it. Practical, but pessimistic.

[He sighs, shoving his hands in his pockets and rocking on his heels.]

Hopefully someday the peace can outshine the war, at least. That's why I'm still fighting.

[dothelokimotion]

A moment's peace is still vital, even if it feels fruitless.

[ Asgard's peace lasted eons, but it was stifling. And gruesome, now that Loki has a complete picture. They slept in a palace of gold with the bones of the dead underneath their feet. ]

[the_tailor]

Hopefully we can make it more than just a moment.

[Pause.]

Man, we really have a habit of ending up talking about heavy stuff.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki eyes him briefly before responding, his tone nonchalant. ]

It is not a bad sign. It shows that you have versatility.

[the_tailor]

That's true. Not a lot of people really see that in me. I mean, I don't blame 'em, considering how I act, but you know.

[Shrug.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki gives him a long look, impenetrable. ]

You are in control of your own narrative. If people wish to think the worse, then they're not people worth knowing.

[the_tailor]

[There's a bit of a pause before Lance breaks out into a smile.]

Thanks, Loki, seriously. You're a lot nicer of a guy than you let on at first.

[dothelokimotion]

[ He merely looks aggrieved. ]

Don't go around telling people that.

[the_tailor]

Got a reputation to keep up?

[Smirk.]

[dothelokimotion]

I am the God of Mischief, not the God of Warm Feelings.

[the_tailor]

Can't you be both? Like, saints can be the patron saint of one thing and another! Gods should be, too.

[Logic!]

[dothelokimotion]

I don't think they work well together.

[the_tailor]

They could if you tried hard enough.

[dothelokimotion]

Why would I?

[ Loki is tired of scraping by for acceptance. He no longer feels the need. ]

[the_tailor]

....For...uh, for fun?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki chuckles. ]

It isn't my idea of fun.

[the_tailor]

What is your idea of fun, anyway?

[dothelokimotion]

[ . . . This is a legitimate and difficult question. ]

Magic, I suppose. I enjoy parties. The arts.