[ one year anniversary ]

[dothelokimotion]

Who: Loki + You
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS First Breath
When: Today! It's a special day!

( video broadcast )

[ the feed splutters before turning on. loki is surrounded by a whole bunch of boxes. boxes as far as the eye can see. loki has started opening them while the speakers blast this song loud and clear. loki, for his part merely huffs. ]

It seems I have spent a total of a year in this place and the, ah, viewers wish to celebrate. However most of this is useless to me, so I welcome anyone else taking them into their hands.

[ which, ngl, he's into. but the gifts loki has are just . . . baffling. he holds each one up to the camera. we have the mighty thor scooter, captain chickmerica, loki on hotwheels, a masterpiece, plastic horns, disturbing panties and something for "sophisticated men" ]

Please feel free to come by to the First Breath to pick them up.

Also, this has reminded me. Since we are essentially living by this . . . awkward mortal calendar, I have decided I want a birthday. You lot should help me pick one.

[ and get him presents. this is essentially a ploy for presents. ]

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[abracafcku]

[And much like Lup, Loki is going to be treated to the sound of Taako wheezing as he tries not to die from laughter. The Thor scooter? Those weird ass panties? That fuckin' dildo.

He's doing a very, very poor job of hiding his laughter and Loki can probably hear it from the communicator and from the kitchen of the First Breath.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ to wait it out or to strangle taako. decisions, decisions. ]

Are you done?

[abracafcku]

[Strangle him and Loki will never again get the heavenly rich double chocolate cheesecake ever again.

He's still laughing and he holds up a finger, even if Loki can't see it.






Now he's done. He lets out a wheezing breath, wiping at his eyes.]

Didn't realize you had such an expansive line of merch, my guy. You've been- [He giggles] -holding out on me.

[dothelokimotion]

You make it sound as though I have been keeping it a secret. When I was deeply unaware.

[ he kind of wished it stayed that way, but ah well. recognition in any form counts. ]

[abracafcku]

To be fair, did you want to be aware you had a--

[Okay, nope. He breaks down laughing again.]

--Holy shit, how did they even get your face on those cotton things? Are they cotton?

[dothelokimotion]

I have no idea.

[ he hasn't touched it. obviously. ]

[abracafcku]

You've got some dedicated fanboys - fangirls? Both, I guess.

[Although that last item??? Taako squints through the screen and snorts in derision.]

Or some really fucked up ones. That last little thing? Kiiiinda not safe for work.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki shrugs. he's seen weirder. ]

Then it is a good thing none of us are working.

[abracafcku]

Speak for yourself.

[Taako is always working on something. Sometimes that means he's in the First Breath's kitchen, sometimes he's at the Melting Pot, and sometimes he's working really hard on relaxing in his Pocket Spa. But he's always working at something.

To punctuate his retort, he clangs the back of his knife against a pot in the kitchen - the sound reverberating tinny through the communicator and down the hall.]

I'll have you know I was baking.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki rolls his eyes. ]

You enjoy your work. There's a difference.

[abracafcku]

[Oh....?? That gets an eyebrow quirk.]

And weren't you just telling me that your work is your hobby because you enjooooy it sooooo much?

[dothelokimotion]

[ had he said that? it must have been in calibrations, of which most was a blur. ]

To me, most work is a hobby. Especially after ruling a realm.

[abracafcku]

You know what? You can't crush me with your mind here, so let's keep this going, huh?

I'm gonna help you pick a real hobby that isn't "most work" or whatever the hell it is you think is your hobby right now. Generous of me, I know.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki could point out that he's still capable of that, but best not to reveal those cards. ]

And what constitutes a "real" hobby?

[abracafcku]

I dunno - paint-by-numbers? Pottery class? Painting miniatures? Crochet? Happy-slapping jackasses on the street corner?

[dothelokimotion]

[ oh boy. ]

I think you're scraping the bottom of the barrel.

[abracafcku]

Barrel-making! You could make wine. Or do wine-tastings if you're lazy like me.

Become a riddle master and make crosswords. Stack rocks on new planets and make people think their planet's gravity is fucking up.

[dothelokimotion]

[ sigh. ]

No. Not now, not ever. Surely you can come up with something good?

[abracafcku]

These are primo delights of personal entertainment, homie. It's not my fault you don't know how to relax.

[dothelokimotion]

Barrel-making is not and has never been primo delight.

[abracafcku]

[The gasp of mock offense is sharp and quick.]

You take that back! How dare you insult all those dedicated barrel-making hobbyists.

[dothelokimotion]

They'll live. Or hopefully, run out of business because people don't need to use barrels anymore.

[abracafcku]

And how else do you age your liquor and wines?

[Because barrels are handy as fuck and in his world, they still use them a lot.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ he purses his lips. ]

Ours were enchanted. It is why our liquor is so strong. It did not need to linger for years on end in barrels.

[abracafcku]

It's what makes it taste good though? Like, I'm no alcohol maker, whatever you call them, but--

Oh hey, why don't you do that? Make that enchanted liquor and, I dunno, make some bank? People are always looking for something to really fuck their shit up and have a good time with.