The Loki Derps ~ Invite Only Randomness RP

[Thecrowmuse11]

(My dad is so hyper today... imagine a Thor with Tony Stark 's attitude, after having consumed twelve cups of coffee... And you'll get close. 0.0 heeeelp....)

[Scarlip]

(That sounds like...like...even worse than the Hulk o__o
Add a pinch of evil, maybe two, and you get a new super villain.)

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(*backs away slowly*
Good morning guys XD! I'm feeling much better today, still bit of a headache and queasy stomach but other than that I'm good to go *nodnod*)

[Scarlip]

(Glad you're feeling better :3 I think I need to respond, one moment x3)

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(Yeah, I'm glad I don't feel like I'm gonna pass out XD
Take your time, no rush!)

[Thecrowmuse11]

(Glad you feel better! And yeah... Maybe Huginn slipped energy drink or something into his coffee... OMG!!! MUNINN!! NOOOO! *Muninn vibrates/skips up to them, holding a cup of coffee, and grinning like a maniac. "HELLO!!!!" He yelled, sounding a little like Thor.* *Facepalm* Muninn, did Huginn give you that coffee? *Muninn nods, and takes another sip.*)

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(*blinkblink* Put. The coffee. Down. You never know what Huginn slipped into that coffee, Muninn. For all you know, it's probably laced with mind-controlling stuff or something...)

[Scarlip]

{Ayra snorted "Oh I'll tell you about how you remind me of him! You're arrogant, sassy, self-centered, mostly emotionless, people-hating, stuck-up, and don't care to have friends, only enemies." Ayra nodded once in a quick motion with a small smile plastered to her lips. When he laughed Ayra shook her head and chuckled lightly "I'm always insulting you, you just don't know it. Mainly because it's when your back is turned." This time Ayra beamed at the thought of all the times she mentally, or verbally, insulted him when he wasn't a) looking or b) wasn't around to catch it. "Hey! I was trying not to finish that word!" Instead of keeping a serious angry face, she cracked out into giggles and continued with "This is why I like you..." Ayra rolled her eyes as Loki made a pun about the drawing. "Yeah, bashing each other's heads in seems more accurate." She grinned. "Pssh stupid say what? You ain't the King of Sass until I say you're the King of sass, peasant!" Ayra burst into giggles again after finishing with 'peasant.' She liked that...that's it. She was gonna make that her catchphrase from now on. Yup. Deal with it. "Yes, let's burn it!" She hissed back with a broad smile. "In the end I will always insult and sass you! Not kneel. I don't do kneeling, it's stupid." Her eyes burned with anger at his comment. "I do enjoy our talks, just not all of them all of the time, Sassy Pants." Throwing her hands up as high as she could with him still holding her wrists she gave him an exasperated look. "Not afraid. Period. End of story. Shut up and leave it alone. I'm done with this conversation. Done." Before he could argue about it more she moved her hand and placed a finger over his lips and gave him a warning look. "Done. D-O-N-E."
When he looked surprised about her saying that she would give up the position she rolled her eyes. She knew he was manipulating her into it, but she was tired of arguing and he was on her last nerve. So for once in her life she gave in willingly to pressure so that way she didn't start another round of arguments. "Fine." Was her only reply to him telling her to stop attacking them. Fine by her. Whatever. Hmm, the word 'whatever' seems to be appearing more frequently...whatever. "You'll see. I probably don't even remember half the dancing I learned." She shrugged her shoulders. "Nah, I'll be fine. Just sprained it...hopefully." Now it was her time to smile teasingly at Loki. "Okay, let me give them something to imagine. Me scratching your eyes out as well. Let them ship that." She cocked her hip while standing there smiling. "Nope. Not gonna kiss. Ew. Kissing is stupid." She gagged and pointing a finger to her mouth while sticking her tongue out.}

{Loki's smirk broadened with each adjective Ayra used. Finally he raised his brows. "Good to know how you perceive me. You forgot something though, two things actually. Skilled at faking my own death. And winning in the end." The god chuckled, then he shifted into a carbon copy of Sherlock. His face turned serious and he looked down at Ayra in an arrogant manner, speaking rather rapidly and making his voice devoid of any emotion. He sounded very much like the detective whose appearance he was borrowing right now. "Oh but of course you are always insulting me, it is a natural causality. Whether or not my back is turned plays an insignificant role. It has no effect on the circumstance that you are frequently inhaling oxygen and exhaling carbon dioxide while your heart is beating at a rate of approximately 60 to 100 beats per minute on average. Which consequently means that you live, you exist. And that is annoying. Your bare existence...is an insult to me that I am aware of at all times no matter if my back is turned or not." He looked at her for a moment before bursting giggling, snorting and laughing while shifting back to his normal self. "Are you still so sure about comparing me to Sherlock in the way you did? Becuase I like to annoy people by living up to their sterotypes, it's fun." He stuck the tip of his tongue out and grinned. When she said she liked him, Loki tilted his head a little. "You do? And I thought you wish to slap me, kick me, knock me out, duct tape me to a tree, use your weapons on me, maybe eventually kill me after I've suffered enough...or was that plan canceled by now?" He smirked, speaking on with plenty of irony in his voice. "Oh? My dearest Queen of Sass, what would you ask of me to do in order to earn the glorious title that is solely given out by your generous hands? Did my sass so far not please you? Do you demand even more of it? Or do you wish your so-called peasant to become a beggar on his knees? Because...that would be such a weird idea, like turning the universe upside down, wouldn't it?" The god chuckled teasingly. "You can sass and insult me however much you want, and still you are bound to kneel. In fact, it will only enforce my demands." Loki suppressed a grin as she pretty much lost it. He didn't keep her from raising a hand to his mouth in order to shush him, waited patiently until she was done ranting, held her gaze for a few seconds and then smirked. "Good to know that you're D. O. N. E. with this conversation. I will keep it in mind when I go on. What is the reason for you being so grotesquely done with our beautfiful conversation? Scared of losing and having to admit your fear of me? Oh my, what a fearful individual you are indeed. Tse tse tse." The trickster gigglesnorted, this was so unbelievably entertaining. When she talked about her knowledge about dancing being probably inexistent, Loki smiled. "Don't worry, forgetting the things you have learnt so far is very much encouraged." He looked at her ankle doubtfully. "Are you sure? Don't you dare to think it will be a slow, romantical dance. Maybe the others would like it to be just that, but it very much won't. You might want to move freely. Of course I can cool it but I'd require a free hand and who knows what would expect me?" Unable to contain an amused laugh, the god nodded at her wrists when she threatened to scratch his eyes out, and pulled them a little up as if to remind her. "Oh, scatching my eyes out? That might be hard to do while you're so neatly bound by my hands, don't you think?"
He grinned when Fritha showed him the drawing. "Yes, it still is not accurate but better than the first one. Because it contains an annoyed Odin and whatever annoys Odin I approve of." The god chuckled, so that was what Odin once had been raging about. He'd heard him throw around rather ugly words and several names, including his own, Muninn, Huginn and even Frigga. He cocked his head and contracted his eyebrows. "Nurses? What would I want to do with a bunch of hysterical chickens? Nothing they say is new or of interesest for me, trust me." Oh if only she knew. If only she knew. The god looked at the drawing once more, then back at Fritha and Muninn. Oh yes, that was it. Time for a little teasing. Using a spell, he broke the paper's magic and the image started to change. Now it was not him and Ayra but instead Fritha and Muninn kissing behind Odin's back. Loki snorted and giggled. "Yes, you two are perfect for each other, deal with it."}

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(What. My life is a lie. How did I not know about Sour Patch gum?
I shall work on a reply soon >.> I just need to avoid getting ripped off my laptop by my dad...)

[Scarlip]

(Sour Patch Gum? o_o
Haha no worries, being ripped off the computer is often the reason why I'm slow. That, and perfectionism that I fail to get rid of. xD)