[General voice test]

[hates_thunder]

1.

[You've ended up with a Norse God as a roommate, under whatever circumstances causes these things to happen. He comes and goes when he pleases, eats everything in sight and hasn't even got the decency to get fat, and hits on your girlfriend/boyfriend/what-have-you. He also keeps the place spotless. Obsessively so. Oh, but that's not the worst part. The worst part is that ever since he's moved in, things have been replaced with other things, devices have malfunctioned, hot and cold water have switched... is he doing this or has he just got some kind of an area-effect chaos field?]

[Why not ask him? He's right over there, raiding the refrigerator. Again.]


2.

[YOU'VE BEEN LOKI'D AGAIN!]

[Damnit, not another prank! And this one was terribly elabourate, too, involving no less than seven supposedly erroneous phone calls, three different instances of malfunctioning chairs, and a mouse. A MOUSE. He's gone too far, this time!]


3.

[Oh, hey, person from Prompt One... wait. What the hell? It's been quiet. Too quiet. Everything is back where it belongs, everything works, your SO hasn't heard a peep, and, well, the place isn't quite so spotless any more. There's even food in the fridge! Loki is over there, on the sofa, apparently sulking. If you go over and say something to him, there's a pause... and then he looks up at you. And grins.]

[There's that sinking feeling. You've been Loki'd. YET AGAIN. OH. GOD. DAMNIT.]


4.

(Obligatory srs post)

[Things got out of control. Someone's gotten hurt or, worse, killed because of him. He's... quiet. Maybe even worried. But it's clear he doesn't regret his actions. There's no remorse at all, and he's almost disgustingly optimistic. Why? Just... why?]

Comments

[hates_thunder]

[Loki looks up from rubbing an apple against a towel and takes a big, noisy bite out of it while considering his answer. It buys him time and annoys other people, because it is physically impossible to eat an apple quietly.]

Oh, no, but he is.

[He gestures behind the other man. If Elodin turns, he'll see another Loki causally walk away through the nearby wall. Like y'do.]

Always ambling through walls and upsetting things... I suppose he thinks it's funny to wear my face.

[He says all of this with a straight, if mildly affronted, face.]

[master_of_names]

[He glances at the second Loki, then dismisses him. This can't be the first time Loki has pulled this shit.]

I can normally tell. They're pretty obvious about it if you know what to look for, but...

[He trails off, like he's lost track of the conversation.]

[hates_thunder]

[KERUNCHcrunchcrunchcrunch.]

But what?

[master_of_names]

I dunno, you're harder to place.

Catch.

[Elodin tossed something small and shiny towards Loki 1.]

[hates_thunder]

[He catches it.]

[And that's his first mistake, isn't it?]

[master_of_names]

[Nope, it's a perfectly normal iron coin. If he had been Fae, however, he would have dropped it like it was red hot.]

Well that answers that. What are you then?

[hates_thunder]

[Loki leans against the counter, idly dancing the coin across his knuckles, back and forth.]

Among Midgardians I was thought of as a god.