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maskormenacelogs2014-02-13 07:29 pm
selfimage) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-02-13 07:29 pm
Surprise jerk.
WHO: The residents of house #007 and some asshole named Loki.
WHERE: House #007!
WHEN: For real time says February 13th.
WHAT: Chilling, milling, a little bit of illing.
WARNINGS: If I said "none," would you believe me?
If anything was so dull as the word boundaries, Loki wasn't quite sure he would even decide to spare it the thought. Later, when something duller managed to weasel its way among thoughtful comparisons, he may decide to reconsider. At least, that's what he told himself as he made himself at home among the belongings of his new flatmates.
His few days spent upon his arrival had been anything but dull. His life was now full of unintended detours, kidnap-y type multiverse travel and the whole kit n' caboodle, as they say. It was disorienting but unsurprising. As they discussed his arrival and his new duties, he scanned his mind for those he had crossed in his recent, er, three incarnations and wondered absently if this wasn't tied to some horrifically convoluted plan of revenge. It wouldn't be the first time. Best to be prepared for that kind of thing! His first two days were spent sleeplessly (because when you're a god, you don't need to entirely devote your time to such things) and curiously poking around the city and charming the locals. The revengeness was certainly on the low scale. Parts of his file that he had been handed had already been dealt with before he even decided to set foot within his new residence. A new universe and a new Loki.
Refreshing.
Loki helps himself to whatever's in the refrigerator, rifling things back and forth and looking for anything questionable. The door is wide open, the light on, and he doesn't seem to care whether or not he's lending to spoilage of just about everything that may be in there. His rummaging is punctured by his own snappy comments to himself. "Oh, is that swiss?" "Now that's a science experiment gone wrong." "Mayo! I've hardly the appropriate exclamation for my joy!"
Who is he and how did he get in? Ah, well ... funny story ...
WHERE: House #007!
WHEN: For real time says February 13th.
WHAT: Chilling, milling, a little bit of illing.
WARNINGS: If I said "none," would you believe me?
If anything was so dull as the word boundaries, Loki wasn't quite sure he would even decide to spare it the thought. Later, when something duller managed to weasel its way among thoughtful comparisons, he may decide to reconsider. At least, that's what he told himself as he made himself at home among the belongings of his new flatmates.
His few days spent upon his arrival had been anything but dull. His life was now full of unintended detours, kidnap-y type multiverse travel and the whole kit n' caboodle, as they say. It was disorienting but unsurprising. As they discussed his arrival and his new duties, he scanned his mind for those he had crossed in his recent, er, three incarnations and wondered absently if this wasn't tied to some horrifically convoluted plan of revenge. It wouldn't be the first time. Best to be prepared for that kind of thing! His first two days were spent sleeplessly (because when you're a god, you don't need to entirely devote your time to such things) and curiously poking around the city and charming the locals. The revengeness was certainly on the low scale. Parts of his file that he had been handed had already been dealt with before he even decided to set foot within his new residence. A new universe and a new Loki.
Refreshing.
Loki helps himself to whatever's in the refrigerator, rifling things back and forth and looking for anything questionable. The door is wide open, the light on, and he doesn't seem to care whether or not he's lending to spoilage of just about everything that may be in there. His rummaging is punctured by his own snappy comments to himself. "Oh, is that swiss?" "Now that's a science experiment gone wrong." "Mayo! I've hardly the appropriate exclamation for my joy!"
Who is he and how did he get in? Ah, well ... funny story ...
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