#and sometimes ask about angrboda and fenrir too

[mel-kusanagi]

here, have another little hnoss with big brother atreus ❤

[the-broken-truth]

Heeeeeey, I just got to think about Loki and Angrboda’s daughter, Hel. Do you have some headcanons about her? Like appearance, personality, hobbies, her relationship with others and her name besides Hel (like Atreus that is also known as Loki).

It would be funny if Angrboda and Loki names her Melinöe. What do you think Hel’s relationship with Björn, Revna and her paternal cousins be like?

Broken Truth (Reads the ask): A Headcanon about Hel/Melinöe? That sounds like a challenge to me, my friend. Now, let the words weave together.

Life in Jotunheim was rather dull for Atreus - or Loki of the Jotunn, as the Asgard knew him - and his wife, Angrboda; Loki would plot to get his siblings back under the claws of his father and himself but that stopped one day when Angrboda came to him with her hand on her stomach and announced to him that she was expecting their child. Loki didn't know what to think - he would be a father and have a family. He decided to place his plans on hold and focus on the baby that his loving wife was carrying.

Time ticked on, and Loki made a room in the house for the new baby and built all the furniture himself, such to Angrboda's joy - she was pleased to see him focusing his energy on something that wasn't his wayward siblings. He became rather protective of Angrboda, as did Fenrir and Jörmungandr, they would make sure to keep Angrboda in their sights and aid her with anything that she needed so she wouldn't have to strain herself and harm the baby in any way.

Then the night came, Angrboda's water broke, and she went into Labor. Loki called upon the All-Mother, Freya, who came to the Realm of the Giants to safely deliver the baby. After much pushing, screaming, swearing, and hand-holding, a caramel-skinned infant was brown with eyes as blue and deep as the ocean with a head of black hair with tannish highlights was born. Freya cleaned her off before wrapping her in the blanket that Loki had prepared for her before handing her to her panting mother and awaiting father. Angrboda held the infant with loving and tender care before kissing her on the forehead, making the infant giggle. She was beautiful and both parents agreed. When the topic of names came up from Freya, Loki stated that he wanted her to have 2 names: A Midgard Name and a Jotunn Name. When Loki picked the Midgard name 'Melinöe', Angrboda picked the Jotunn Name 'Hel'. Neither of them questioned the other, just enjoyed their time as a family.

The sands of time moved on and Melinöe grew into a rather adventurous child - riding on Fenrir's back, climbing the cliffs of the realm, reading, writing, and sometimes Loki caught her singing to the World Serpent as he slept under the waves. When she was 7 years old, her magi awakened and Angrboda taught her how to control it along with Kratos teaching her how to use a bow and arrow; he was hoping he would leave her his axe but she didn't like it too much.

One day, Hel noticed her father walking out of the house and going somewhere and decided to follow him, only to see him coming to a village and facing off again the leader of the village - a woman with firey hair - and a man with scars all over his body but the most noticeable were the 3 claw marks on his face. Hel listened to her father demand the man - Björn - to return to him and her grandfather but the man turned into a giant bear and roared at her father; he was alone and ran away but Hel looked at the bear and woman before watching 3 children running to them. Two males and a female; their children, perhaps? Hel wanted to walk out of the bushes and introduce herself but she was scared. They didn't like her father, how would they feel about her? Hel decided to return home that day and think about how to approach her other side of the family.

It would be on the day Hel was 13 years old that he decided to introduce herself to her cousins - it was rough, considering they didn't like her father but the middle child - Modi - told his siblings to give her a chance. Magni - the Oldest - was skeptical as was the female - Faye - but Modi was kind and open to welcoming Hel as his cousin. The 4 cousins talked about their days, and sparring matches, Hel would tell them about her life with her parents and her wish to get to know the siblings her father is so obsessed with. Magni offered to introduce Hel to his father and mother but Faye was against it; she didn't want Hel to get hurt. Hel offered to introduce herself as Melinöe and the 3 of them returned to Great Bear Village and began speaking to the Village Head - Astrid - when Bjorn arrived with his twin sister - Revna. Revna looked at the child and her eyes narrowed, causing Hel to hide behind Modi. Modi explained who Melinöe was and begged hnis family to give her a chance. She wasn't her father and hse shouldn't be blamed for his mistakes. Bjorn and Revna looked at each other and nodded before looking at the girl. "We shall give you a chance for odi speaks the truth. You aren't your father and shouldn't be blamed for his mistake."

[izthepup]

Everyday Life / Headcanons!

WARNING, FOR SINDRI THERE ARE SPOILERS! I WILL PUT A FEW SPACES SO YOU CAN SKIP THE SPOILED PART. IT IS AFTER HIS DEATH.

———Kratos———

- Grunts and grumbles, always

- He will train with you, only sometimes

- He doesn't want to lose you like he lost his previous wives

- Though it may not seem like it, he's getting you and Atreus closer 

- He will let you hold his axe sometimes

- If you get hurt, he'll definitely either carry you or try to tend to your wound

- Most of the time, it's the first one, it's more convenient 

- If you get really hurt, it's the only time he might show a little panic

- He's scared of losing you

- He has nightmares of his past, quite a bit

- Sometimes he'll tell you about his past

- Sometimes you hang out at Midgard with Svanna and Speki 

———Freya———

- She doesn't let too many people touch her; you have the honor of being able to touch her a lot

- Sometimes she'll take you flying

- You and her just hang out with Chaurli sometimes

- She'll practice archery with you sometimes

- She might teach you archery if you don't know it

- She has a low chance of teaching you some magic

- You two mainly hang out with Atreus, Mimir, Kratos, and sometimes Brok and Sindri.

- She doesn't like talking about Odin

- Sometimes you guys hang out at Freyr's village

- You guys mainly adventure with Kratos and Atreus

- Sometimes you two are alone though

- If you get badly hurt, there are a few things she might do.

- 1) She could try to heal you

- 2) She'll carry you and tend to your wounds & try to heal you

- 3) Get Kratos to carry you if needed

- 4) If healing fails, she might panic and try to help in any other way

———Atreus———

- You two mainly hang out at Sindri's and Brok's

- Sometimes at Kratos and Atreus's house

- Other times with Angrboda

- You two hang out with Speki and Svanna

- Other times it's Fenrir

- Once you got Speki and Svanna to meet Giant Fenrir

- You guys race sometimes

- You are either on Atreus's back (in his wolf form) or on another wild animal

- He'll definitely teach you archery if you don't already know it

- You guys kinda see Sindri and Brok almost like big brothers, or uncles, or god fathers.

- He'll tell you stories of his adventures

- You might tell your stories to him

- If you get badly hurt, he'll get scared

- Either he'll 

- 1) Carry you to the closest safe place and tend to your wounds

- 2) Tend to your wounds where you are

- 3) Get Kratos to carry you to a safe place, then tend to your wounds as quickly as possible

- 4) Get Kratos to carry you, and then turn into a bear or wolf and attack whoever hurt you 

———Mimir———

- You mainly hang out at Sindri and Brok's place 

- Sometimes at Kratos's

- Kratos helped you build a room so you could live next to Mimir in Midgard

- He gives you riddles quite a bit

- Or he'll tell you stories

- You mainly go on adventures with Kratos, Atreus, and Mimir

- Other times you just stay at Sindri's, hanging out with him and Brok

- He can't really teach you things by showing you, but he will guide you through it

- He is terrified when he sees you badly hurt

- When he sees you badly hurt, he'll tell Kratos so he can grab you, and carry you to safety

- He'll give steps to Kratos or Atreus to heal you

- He prefers not to talk too in depth about the torture Odin gave him

- But he will tell it not as in depth if you ask

- You rarely see him in a bad mood 

- Half of the time he's on Kratos's hip

- The other half he's on yours

———Sindri———

- At first he wouldn't really want to touch

- He only lets you touch him

- Or sometimes— rarely— he lets Brok touch him too

- Anybody else's touch makes his skin crawl

- He won't touch Mimir

- The first time you two held hands, he got nervous

- He probably washed his hands

- "Sorry, Y/N! Don't take it personally, please. It's just... I don't know how many beasties we just gave each other."

- Don't come home with any monster limbs on you, he threw up once, he might do it again

- He absolutely hates talking about what Odin asked for him to make for Mimir's eye 

- Sometimes Brok pranks him and finds a way to put a dead fish in his infinite bag 

- Or something dead, like an animal

- He doesn't really like blood- so he stays away from your weapons

- He has Mysophobia / is a Germophobe

- He will cuddle and hug you, but if anybody else tries to touch him, in any way?

- He gets uncomfortable 

- If you ever get badly hurt in front of him?

- This is the one time he will touch blood

- He'll either try to carry you or tend to your wound

- If he can't carry you (which he probably isn't strong enough for- you'd have to be like only 90 pounds)

- He'll ask Kratos

- Or Kratos know help from hearing Sindri's screams-

- He doesn't like going back to his old home, but it'll be better if you're with him

- He'll rarely go out and help you hunt or fight

- He might gag though, at the blood or the smell

- Or the thought of touching a wild, dirty animal

- Literally brings a sort of sink in his magic, infinite bag

- He'll sometimes ask if it's alright to touch you, but mainly he won't

- He will ask if you don't like being touched, though

- He will hold your hand sometimes in public

- He sometimes he is nervous about holding hands 

- He gives you flowers. A lot.

- He probably made you a weapon (something like the leviathan axe or mjolnir, something that is able to counteract both)

- He's moved when you do something kind for him

- And when you give him something, it makes his day

- he might get a little teary eyed-

- He would probably go out of his way to do things you request

- some things he won't do tho

- he does put details- even the smallest ones- in things he gives you

- He's sensitive

- and pretty emotional too

- He might almost cry in front of others, but most of the time he won't

- sometimes he will tho

- Extremely loyal to you

- self conscious 

- P e r f e c t i o n i s t 

- He's eh with affection

- He is getting better with physical touch though

- sometimes he rambles

- He'll get attached to you pretty quickly

- he'll happily talk to you 

- he preferred to talk at first, too 

- He's afraid that he's gonna get the affection thing wrong

- he doesn't really know too well on what to do for affection

- so he's just guessing / using his instincts

- almost always moving

- mainly twitching

- Him failing to give you good pet names / nick names

- don't blame him

- he doesn't really know how to give good nicknames

- He tries his best tho

- He'll mainly call you by your name

- sometimes he'll try to give pet names like 'love' and 'dear.'

- he probably believes what others say about him easily, especially if they're bad.

- He might take it personally, too.

- If you tell him otherwise, he'll believe it!

- ... after telling him several times.

- It could go like this:

- someone random just says

- "Hey, you're ugly."

- The rest of the day he'll be self conscious about his looks

- He might hide in his room

- you could knock on his door

- "Feel free to come in, I was just sparing you guys from my face. And my hair. And my looks overall."

- Wow that's actually close to something I would do-

 - ANYWAYS

- You'd find him looking in a mirror, wincing as though hurt, probably brushing his hair or something to do with his looks

- You would have to reassure him several times for him to realize that he's not ugly

- He also loves flowers

- You give them to him, he gives them to you, no matter

- If you put a flower in his hair he might be happy for a while

- he's a surprisingly good cook

- he just doesn't cook that often

- 1)  he gets so wrapped into his work he forgets to cook sometimes, so brok has to make the food

- 2)  he doesn't like cooking meat- at least raw meat right off of the corpse

- if he has meat that doesn't have fur- or like, for example, isn't an entire raw rabbit- he'll prepare it if it's a chunk of meat with no blood.

- (After... Brok's death which will be later on in the relationship. Probably.) He doesn't really like being at his house because that's where brok died

- He will go there but will avoid looking at the spot where it happened (again after brok dies)

- He mainly goes there because it's one of the few clean, safe places (again after brok dies)

More is gonna be added soon, probably.

Whenever I get ideas. 

Probably gonna be Sindri and Mimir first tho, it's just kinda easier to get ideas for them?

Sorry not sorry y'all this is kinda becoming a sindri book- sindri parts are gonna be longest so feel free to leave if you don't like it

[urbanseeress]

𝙷𝙴𝙻: 𝙽𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝙶𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑.

WHO IS HEL?

Hel (or Hela) is the daughter of Loki, the trickster god and the Jötunn Angrboda and sister to the monstrous wolf Fenrir and the Midgard serpent, Jormunganr. Appearance-wise, she is “half living”; where half her body is described as being heart-achingly beautiful, and “half dead”, where the other half of her body is described as the pale flesh of death and the rotting flesh that comes after.

Odin, the All-Father and ruler of Asgard, sent Hel to the realm of Helheim where she was to rule over the souls of those who had died a “dishonourable death” - this refers to the death of those who did not die in battle but have died of natural causes, sickness, old age etc. This gives her titles such as Goddess of Death, Goddess of the Underworld etc. (NOTE: Those who die in battle do not directly go to Óðinn. Freyja gets the first pick of warriors and those she chooses go to Fólkvangr, only then does Óðinn get to choose his warriors for the Valho̧ll from those who remain). 

ASSOCIATIONS:

SOLAR SYSTEM: Pluto

ZODIAC: Scorpio

MOON PHASE: Dark Moon, New Moon

CELEBRATIONS: Samhain, Yule

COLOUR: Black

NUMBER: 9

RUNE: Hagalaz

HERB: Mugwort, Wormwood, Cedar, Rue, Mullein and Plantain

INCENSE: Myrrh, Storax, Jasmine, Sage

TREES: Ash, Beech, Elder, Elm, Holly, Juniper, Willow and Yew

CRYSTALS: Black Tourmaline, Black Obsidian, Black Onyx, Apache Tear, Black Moonstone

ANIMAL: Wolf

ISSUES, INTENTIONS AND POWERS: The Afterlife, Battle/War, Darkness, Death, The Otherworld/Underworld, Shadow Work, Necromancy

HONOURING HEL:

The various ways I honour Hel:

I built Hel an altar that consisted of a statue of Hel, black candles, black crystals (See above in “Associations”) and a black altar cloth.

Make offerings to Hel – she tends to like coffee and dark chocolate, but I also burn incense on the altar for her. I also light a plain black candle dedicated to Hel.

Hel’s Incense – See above in “Associations”.

I meditate on the Hagalaz rune.

I say prayers in her name to my loved ones that have passed away.

I leave offerings for my loved ones who have passed away, this is mostly a candle, incense, a small dish of their favourite food.

Clearing up the graves of the dead whenever I walk pass and see rubbish left around it or fix any flowers or wreathes that might have fallen over.

Doing anything creative for her is something that she loves. I made a gemstone bracelet to represent her so that I can wear it everywhere I go and connect with her even more. The bracelet is made of Black Onyx beads, Skull beads and the Halagaz rune bead; all these things are associated with Hel.

CONNECTING TO HEL:

How I connect to Hel is by taking a walk through a cemetery where I can really contemplate on Death and connect with the energies of the dead around me. I also do meditations in the cemetery to tap into the death current. Whatever I hear, feel, smell and think of during my walk (or during my cemetery meditations) I always write down in my journal.

Sometimes I call upon her with a simple invocation before asking her directly for guidance. I use Tarot Cards to communicate with her following an invocation or sometimes I just meditate on the spot and wait for any images or sounds to appear in my mind’s eye that could potentially be a message from her.

I play dark, tragic and brooding instrumental music out loud, which helps me relax and contemplate on a lot of things. I also listen to a lot of Viking-inspired music to help me connect to her. I also read a lot of gothic literature, which inspires feelings of grief and longing as a healthy way to let all those feelings out, Edgar Allen Poe’s poetry is one of my personal favourites to read out loud for Hel and I to enjoy together.

MY MEDITATION – ENCOUNTERING HEL:

The first time Hel appeared to me was when I was simply daydreaming, I heard faint whispers of “Hela… Hela… Hela…” in my mind. Before this happened, my mind was completely blank and this was at nighttime as I laid in bed. I thought that this was very random, but nevertheless, I understood these words and felt inclined to close my eyes and meditate in case there was a message for me.

Hel was very unfamiliar to me and to be fair, I am still getting to know her to this day. Deities are very complex with their many different layers, personas, and energies. In general, if I ever feel like a deity is reaching out to me, I focus on the energies I feel from them and meditate on it. Doing so helps me get a “feel” of them, their energies, their intentions, their story. I tend not to look them up because I always want to feel their raw, unfamiliar energies personally and not let their mythology affect the way I sense or view them. I then take note of it in a journal and then proceed to read about them afterwards to see if my interpretation of the deity matches that written in the literature. I always believed in trusting my intuition.

In this meditation, I found myself being transported into what looked like the inside of a cave, however, part of me felt like this was no ordinary cave because it was not completely dark and obscure like caves would usually be without a torch to light the way. This cave in my vision had a pale light blue light seeping through from somewhere. I also noted there were white/pale blue crystals around me among the rocks that made up the cave’s walls.

In the cave, a child approached me. She had long silvery-white hair and pale white skin and icy blue eyes. I also noticed she was wearing a grey torn-up viking dress that was up to her ankles and that was also covered in dirt (perhaps she had been in this cave for a while trying to find her way out of it). She did not seem like she was afraid or lost, in fact, she was quite the opposite. She saw me, playfully touched my hand, smiled and giggled and happily ran away.

Not long after, a woman appeared in the direction the little girl ran off to. She had long raven black hair and was wearing a long, black dress. Her appearance reminded me of a crow.

She just stood there and stared at me, studying me. We stared at each other without saying a word to one another for a while. Later, the little girl I saw later reappeared and joined the woman. Were they mother and child? I had no idea, but they most certainly knew one another and seemed very close. They held hands and suddenly, a flash of light appeared above them and then they disappeared…

Standing in the spot they were standing was another woman with her back turned towards me and partly covered in the shadow of the cave although part of her was also under the pale blue light of it. She slowly turned around to face me. As she turned, I saw from the light that she was indeed very beautiful. Youthful, glowing and with an air of mystery around her but I could not help but feel a sense of brooding and grief in the air too. I could not tell if she was smiling or not for she also looked as if she was pained and in sincere regret. When she finally turned to face me completely, that was when I realised half of her face was disfigured.

It was not just her face, the other half of her body that now revealed itself from the shadows as she stepped forward, half of her body was either rotten or in the process of rotting away. I admit that this image frightened me, and I felt my heart beating and I also felt myself going into fight or flight mode. However, I could not move and stayed rooted on the spot, just staring at her. I could not scream but I know my jaw hit the floor at this point, to be in shock is a complete understatement.

This was Her, this was Hel and I was in Helheim. I probably should not have come here.

I stood there as she limped over to me, she was limping because she was trying to drag her “dead half” with her. The dead half of her was completely limp. I noticed the half of her that is “alive” is also had toned arms and legs and has somewhat of a four-pack, possibly from dragging that “dead weight” for so long. She took my hands in hers; one of her hands was pale but felt very warm, I even felt a pulse from it, a sign of life. The other hand, rotten, decayed, skeletal but still covered in strips of tissue felt cold and dry, and majority was bone, it made me flinch. I also noted the smell of rotting flesh and perfume (I assume is what her live half was wearing at the time) as she stood in front of me.

I finally had the courage to look up at her, into her eyes. One eye was a beautiful sapphire blue, while the other eye was blind, white and lifeless and barely hanging on in its socket as there was no eye lid to support it. I tried to ignore all that and she smiled at me. Her lip curled into a small smile, whereas the skeletal half of her face already looked like she was smiling since all I could see were her exposed teeth. The image of Hel then faded, and I slowly came to, back to the mundane world.

I am still in the process of interpreting this message but I believe the main thing that Hel tried to convey to me was DUALITY. Half beautiful, half rotten and decay. Half alive, half dead. Woman and child. Black and White. Shadow and Light.

HEL IN MY LIFE:

Whenever I think of, work with and connect to Hel, I have always felt a sense of brooding and grief, darkness and mystery, there are also times when I feel fear. She is most certainly a compassionate deity when she wants to be, but most of the time, she is detached, cold, stoic and does not really take sides. She also does not mind what you do in your craft or in your life. She basically gives off the impression of, “You do YOU as long as you do not impede on others.”

She prefers to not interfere with anything and would rather watch you. I always feel like she has her eyes on me, watching every move and decision I make, wondering what will happen next. She sometimes expresses curiosity and fascination with me; I interpret this as even though she is a Death goddess, she still likes to be involved in the lives of her children where she can watch them live in the way they want until they pass away from this world and she welcomes them into her realm with open arms.

I never really got over the fear I feel sometimes when I connect with her, but then again, I believe that was her intention. The whole point is to feel uncomfortable and never get used to this feeling. I remember sincerely apologising to Hel later for reacting so negatively towards her, but she told me that she took no offense and that it is a good thing that I reacted in the way that I did towards her.

She wants to constantly remind me of how I feel whenever I encounter a shadow of mine. This fear is a projection onto her. It is almost as if she is a mirror image of all the “bad” and “evil” things of myself that scare me, make me uncomfortable and make me want to run away from. Since she constantly pulls out the shadows from within me to make me feel extremely uncomfortable and makes me face them, I ended up doing Shadow Work with her as my guide. She always asks me, “Are you truly afraid of me or of the things I remind you of when you look at me?”

She is aware that half of her body is Death itself, but it never bothers her. Even though she literally must drag the other half of her body along with her wherever she goes (literally the dead weight of herself), she acts like she had gotten used to it over time and does not let it stop her from doing what needs to be done. The fact that physically, she gained muscle from dragging her dead half around for so long indicates that she gained strength from her ordeal.

I see Hel and see that this dead side of herself is like her very own personal shadow, except that, she is at peace with it and living in harmony with this side of her. She is an example of someone who had integrated their shadow into their life and has reached the point where she no longer needs “Shadow Work”. Only a deity is capable of this because to me, Shadow Work lasts a lifetime. As you grow older, the more Shadows form.

I admire her so much and this is why she is my role model. I strive to become like Hel and so I have dedicated my entire life to Shadow Work with her. I believe that I too can live in harmony and be at peace with the parts of me that I tried to cast away. I want to unapologetically bare my real self and feel nothing but pride. I want to uncensor my own ugliness.

Hel also eased my fear of death and completely changed my perspective on it. I view death as an end to something and the beginning of something new. I view death as a transition. Death also leads to rebirth. It is very hard and painful to let go of things sometimes, but it is necessary in order for you to move forward with your life. You come out of that situation stronger.

I used to be so afraid of the idea of dying and leaving behind all my loved ones. I also struggled with the death of loved ones, losing my Father was the one that hurt me the most. When he left, I felt a part of me die with him. I remember it took a very long time to heal and move on with my life. I was trapped in never-ending grief and was consumed with so many negative emotions like guilt, pain, rage.

What I felt is indescribable, but I remember telling my therapist that “Losing Dad felt like there was a hole in me that can never be filled by anything or anyone and I had to learn how to live with a part of me gone, but at the same time I somehow still felt severely depressed. It is not normal, it did not feel normal, nor did it feel right. I felt so numb and so empty yet despite that a part of me had died along with him, I was still able to feel negative emotions that reminded me that I was still alive.” Thinking back to that moment, it feels like Hel was with me all along, but I never realised until much later, she was there especially during those times where I felt, “half dead and half alive”.

Nowadays, I have accepted and even embraced death. Hel made sure that I was ready for when that time comes. To live your best life, you must also embrace death. As for the death of my Father, I had finally come to terms with it and vowed to live the best life that I can. I also realised that he is not truly gone because as long as I remember the memories of him, he will live on inside of me.

[queenofcats17]

Almost An Angel 2

I did this, and now I’m doing more. 

Once again, Hymns of Struggle belongs to @pipesflowforeverandever

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Fi was absolutely delighted when Francine arrived in the studio. She was almost entirely certain that she was about Francine’s age. The oldest she figured she was was 22. Or 21. She wasn’t sure. Still, she was delighted. Most of the other people in the studio (Alice, Sammy, and kind of Norman) were fully-fledged Adults. They had jobs (or had had jobs) and did adult things like have a house and pay mortgages or whatever. Actually, none of them had said anything about that. She was just assuming. The point was, they were older than her. She was pretty sure she was still in college.

“This is really exciting!” Fi clapped her hands together, or tried to, as she followed along behind Francine and Sammy. “There’s nobody else my age here!”

“How old are you?” Francine asked, glancing back at her.

“Um....” Fi’s face twisted as she tried to think. “19? Or, um, no. 20? 21 is the oldest, I think. Or maybe 22? No, it’s definitely 21. Wait...” She continued to mutter to herself, her face still twisted in thought. Francine looked at Sammy. 

“She is not an original inhabitant of the studio.” He explained. “She, like you, wandered here yourself. She was not so lucky, however. My Lord did not bless her as he blessed you.” Francine felt her stomach twist. She’d been hoping she was the only one foolish enough to venture into the studio again. Just how long had the other woman been here? It couldn’t have been too long since she recognized Francine’s phone and said she had one of her own.

“It’s 21!” Fi announced, seemingly having figured it out. “At least, I’m pretty sure. I’m pretty sure I’m 21. Or 20. Either one.”

“That’s...nice,” Francine said slowly.

“My apologies for her,” Sammy whispered. “She tends to be a bit excitable.”

“It’s okay,” Francine assured him. “I don’t mind.” It was nice to have someone who was at least slightly positive. Her positivity only made her situation even sadder, though. Unlike Sammy or Alice, Fi didn’t know her name. She didn’t know who she’d been. She didn’t even remember how old she was.

“Oh! Frankie!” Fi latched herself onto Francine’s arm. “Do you want to see my papers?” Despite her strange appearance, she had such a lovely smile. It lit up her whole face and made everyone around her feel warm.

“Your...papers?” Francine repeated tentatively.

“I write down things I remember!” Fi bounced up and down. “I’m pretty sure I used to be a writer or something because I have really cool ideas!”

“They are entertaining.” Sammy conceded. “She certainly has an imagination.” It reminded him a bit of Joey, but she had none of the expectations he was certain Joey had had.

“That might be nice,” Francine said, managing a smile.

“Awesome!” Fi squealed. “It’ll be so cool to have someone else to talk about this with!” She scrambled off, still squealing and flapping her arms excitedly. 

“Should we wait for her?” Francine asked. 

“She’ll find us.” Sammy shrugged. “She always does.”

And Fi did find Francine again. Francine was with Alice when Fi returned, looking a bit disappointed. Alice’s expression softened a bit upon seeing Fi, almost imperceptibly.

“Hello, little songbird,” Alice said, trying very hard to sound disinterested. “What brings you down to my level? I would have thought you’d be following that prophet about.”

“Oh, hi, Alice!” Fi perked up, a big smile spreading across her face. “Hi, Frankie!” She waved to both, although it lacked her usual enthusiasm. Her hands, or hand, were empty.

“Hey.” Francine waved back. “Did you bring your papers?”

“Oh, uh, no.” Fi’s face fell. “I was going to bring them but...Well...I didn’t want to get them dirty. They’re already kind of hard to read. My handwriting isn’t great.” She started to fidget, which was rather difficult given her left arm was basically just dripping ink.

“Where do you keep your papers?” Francine asked. 

“In the animation department,” Alice answered for the younger woman. “She holes up there whenever she remembers anything so she can get it down on paper before she forgets.”

“Sometimes I tell Sammy or Alice about it too.” Fi brightened once more. “Although, I don’t know if Sammy's really interested.” Her smile faltered momentarily before returning. “But Alice likes listening! She says my stories are good!”

“Nothing interests him unless it involves that grinning demon.” Alice’s voice dripped with disdain. 

“He’s just trying to cope,” Fi and Francine said together. They both looked at one another and laughed. Alice snorted derisively but said nothing more. Her little cherubs were far too sweet for their own good.

“You could take me to the animation department to show me the papers if you want.” Francine offered, turning her attention back to Fi. “And if your handwriting is really bad, you can just read them to me.”

“Yeah! That’s a really good idea!” Fi nodded, flapping her arms excitedly. “I can tell you about all my ideas! I’m pretty sure they’re my ideas, at least. Some of them might be my memories. I’m not sure. But still!” She was practically jumping up and down in her excitement. Francine couldn’t help but laugh. Fi was so cute. 

“Do you wanna go now?” Fi asked. 

“Sure.”

“Okay! See you later, Alice!” Fi darted over to give Alice a hug before dragging Francine away. Alice sighed as they left, but Francine could have sworn she saw the angel smile. 

“So, what kinds of things do you write about?” Francine asked as Fi dragged her along.

“Well, a lot of the things I remember are about Norse mythology,” Fi said. “I remember a lot about that, so I must have been interesting in it before all this. I especially remember things about the god Loki and his children. He’s got a lot of kids, you know.”

“I didn’t know that,” Francine admitted. 

“There are three main ones from a jotun called Angrboda, one from a horse, and two from a goddess named Sigyn. The three from Angrboda are the giant wolf Fenrir, the giant snake Jormungandr, and the goddess of death, Hel. I like her the most, honestly. The one from the horse is called Sleipnir, and he’s a horse with eight legs. The ones from Sigyn are Narfi and Vali, who are completely normal looking boys.” Fi seemed to change as she spoke. She seemed more confident and in control. It was also interesting how Fi pronounced the names of some of the children.

“That’s a lot more than I knew.” Francine laughed. “You must’ve done a lot of research about this.”

“Yeah, I probably did.” Fi returned the laugh. “It’s really interesting. Well, to me at least. I also know a bunch of random stuff about Victorian London. I think I was writing a story with that too.”

As they ascended through the studio, passing through the winding corridors and stepping over puddles, Fi continued to spout off her strange eclectic knowledge. She had a strange patchwork of knowledge about the most random of things. She could talk a lot about Norse mythology, weird things involving history, things about literature. She also liked talking about cats. She really seemed like she liked cats.

“I think I have a cat back home,” Fi said with a faraway look in her eye. “He was a little grey cat. I’m sure of it.”

“I have a cat too,” Francine replied. “His name’s Neptune.”

“Aaaw! I’m sure he’s so cute!” Fi squealed before her face fell. “Gods, I really miss cats. I want to snuggle my cat again.” 

“Once we get out, I’m sure you’ll get to see him again,” Francine reassured her. Fi stopped abruptly, causing Francine to run into her back. 

“What’s wrong?” Francine asked, suddenly worried something had happened.

“You said....When we get out,” Fi said, her voice soft. “But...Are we ever going to get out?”

“Of course we are,” Francine said. Her own stubbornness and spit reared its head. She wasn’t going to die here. That wasn’t going to happen. She was going to get out of here and she was bringing everyone else with her.

“Well, okay.” Fi smiled weakly. “I believe you.”

“The animation department is this way, right?” Francine gently tugged on Fi’s hand, starting down the hallway once more. Fi nodded, following behind her with a small smile. 

As they exited the breakroom, (they’d used a hatch in that area to get up from the lower levels) something caught Francine’s eye. It was a bag, laying on the ground near the Ink Machine area. She let go of Fi’s hand, walking over toward it.

“What is it?” Fi approached behind her. It was a black bag, with the word Bahamas printed all over it in garish neon green and yellow. 

“This wasn’t here when I came in.” Francine frowned as she picked it up. It felt like it contained multiple somethings. She opened it and looked inside. There was a notebook, a few pens and pencils, a book, a key, some chapstick, earbuds, and a phone. A modern smartphone. 

“That’s...” Fi let out a small gasp. 

“Is this yours?” Francine asked. She turned back to the younger woman, finding her single visible eye wide. Her body was shaking as she reached for the bag with her single untouched hand. Francine handed it over, allowing Fi to sit down and sift through the contents. 

“These are...These are mine.” She murmured, gingering drawing out the notebook. She didn’t dare open it for fear of damaging it with her inky arm. The book was a fantasy book which she had vague memories of. She was afraid to touch the phone, but still, she did. 

She lifted it out of the bag as though it would break if she was too rough with it. She pressed her right index finger to the home button. Fingerprint recognition didn’t work, of course, but she still managed to type out the passcode drilled into her mind. And then she was in. The phone was showing a low battery warning, which wasn’t surprising. She swiped through the pages of mobile games and weather apps. 

“Do you have any pictures?” Francine knelt beside her. Fi nodded, going to the photo app. A sob ripped its way through her body at the first picture displayed. A young woman, laying on a beanbag with a cat on her chest. She was young, at least in her early 20′s, and had a wonderful smile. She wore wire-rimmed glasses and her hair was cut short. 

“Is that...?” Francine looked at Fi. 

“That’s me,” Fi whispered, reaching out to touch the screen with one finger. “That’s me! A-And that’s my kitty! That’s my kitty!” She looked on the verge of tears. Feverishly, she began to swipe at the pictures, discovering more that elicited even more emotion. She found pictures of her parents, her friends, her sister.

At first, she just sobbed. Then she began to scream. She screamed at the ceiling, at the Ink Demon, at Joey Drew. They were keeping her here. They had deprived her of her family, of everything she held dear. She wanted to go home. She wanted to go home and see the people she loved again. Francine didn’t stop her because she felt exactly the same way. She took comfort, though, in the date on the latest picture. It had been a little under a year ago. Fi still had someone to go back to.

[dailyawakening]

oh please tell me your thoughts on loki! she's actually a rather interesting character and i dont think intsys could do her justice so i would love to hear your ideas!

this response is so late because A) I’ve been trying to figure out what to draw for it and B) I’ve been trying to figure out how to structure the monster novel that by necessity needs to be attached to anything relating to my Loki thoughts. 

As a disclaimer, all of this is entirely my own invention based on the original mythology and what we’ve seen of canon; I’m resigned to the fact that there’s no real chance any of this will become part of Heroes, but this is what makes me happy personally, so I’m going to stick to it as an AU if nothing else.  So with that out of the way: let’s talk about Loki. 

I decided that the easiest way to go through this would be in the major stages of Loki’s life, with each one showcasing a different appearance (Loki’s a shapeshifter, after all).  It’s not always easy to put myths in order, but I have a pretty strong personal plot thread that runs through Loki’s myths, so let’s start at the beginning: with Loki’s early experiences as one of the Aesir. 

Loki is not technically a god – not in the way that Odin and Thor are, at least.  Loki is a child of jotunn, and more than likely is a jotunn as well, rather than one of the Aesir, so under normal circumstances would not have counted among their number; however, Loki and Odin forged a blood pact and swore an oath to treat one another as brothers, and so Loki was adopted into the Aesir fold by bonds of kinship. 

Loki is not truly evil, and never has been.  Loki is a mischievous spirit, fiery and wild, fond of trickery and games, and those have a tendency to get out of hand sometimes, which leads to big problems.  But Loki’s word is also their bond, and when they swear an oath, they keep it.  The myth of Idunn shows this very clearly: when Loki is captured by a jotunn, they swear to give him whatever he asks, and he asks for the goddess Idunn, responsible for keeping the Aesir young and strong.  When Loki is released, they do exactly as they swore, and lure Idunn into the jotunn’s clutches; however, when the rest of the Aesir realize what’s happened, they force Loki to promise to get Idunn back, which Loki proceeds to do. 

This oath keeping is important.  It will come up again. 

Now, because of the bond they swore, Loki was often called on by Odin to perform various tasks, many of which sent them wandering across the various realms – of course, Loki also succumbed to wanderlust sometimes when left bored too long, and had been known to wander off.  On one of these wanderings for whatever purpose, Loki met the jotunn Angrboda and ended up having a rather extended affair with her – enough that three children came of it: the wolf Fenrir, the serpent Jormungandr, and a daughter named Hel who seemed neither living nor dead.  

Loki loved those children.  They didn’t care a whit that they were seemingly strange: those were Loki’s babies, and Loki doted on them endlessly.  Eventually, though, Odin had need of Loki again and summoned them…and rather than leave the babies behind, Loki decided to bring them back to Asgard.  Now, the Aesir were significantly less thrilled about these children than Loki, but when Loki asked the Aesir to look after them in their absence (calling on Odin’s pact when he falters), they relented, and Loki left the three children with the gods. 

For a while, things were fine.  Unfortunately, Fenrir and Jormungandr in particular grew at an alarming rate, and the Aesir came to fear what monsters they would eventually become – so rather than let them become destroyers wreaking havoc on Asgard, Odin chose instead to deal with them while Loki was absent on a mission: Fenrir was bound with the ribbon Gleipnir (only managed because Tyr, the Aesir he trusted most, agreed to place his hand in Fenrir’s mouth to prove it was no trick – and he lost that hand for his deception), Hel was exiled to the realm of the dishonored dead (those who died of sickness and famine rather than gloriously on the battlefield), and Jormungandr was thrown into the swirling chaos of the Tempest before Odin used his might to quell it. 

Loki was…less than pleased when they got back.  Vascillating wildly between rage and desolation, they took out their suffering through increasingly malicious pranks on the Aesir (the theft of Brisingamen and the shearing of Sif’s hair), which ultimately ended in Loki paying the heaviest price.  Eventually, grief took its toll, and Loki gave in to a listless depression; it was their inability to care at all that made them discount Svadilfari’s strength, and they came to pay for that, too – though the price came in the form of a new child, the eight-legged colt Sleipnir that Loki bore as a mare.  Unwilling to see another child suffer the same fate as the first three, Loki gave Sleipnir over to Odin in hopes that leaving him in service to the Aesir would protect him from harm…and, at least, Loki would still be able to see the child. 

And it’s here that we reach the first turning point: realizing how unstable Loki had become owing to the loss of their children, Odin decided to take drastic action and try to ground them in the present – by arranging Loki’s marriage to Sigyn.  No one actually expected the marriage to be more than lip service, with the two leading separate lives within the same house; however, much to everyone’s surprise, Loki and Sigyn readily came to care for one another, and Loki finally began to heal from the loss of their children.  They still mourned, yes, and still worried for Sleipnir, but much of their playfulness returned as they found joy with their new wife.  Settling with Sigyn and becoming a more committed member of the Aesir led to the first major shift in Loki’s appearance, as well. 

Loki and Sigyn had a child together: a son named Narvi who they both loved dearly.  Having a child to raise once more helped to ground Loki still further, and they finally settled comfortably into their role and came to be almost friendly with several of the Aesir.  When Thor’s hammer was stolen, Loki helped him first to find it (by using Freya’s cloak of feathers to fly to the realm of the jotunn; he promised to return it and made good on his word) and then retrieve it, and even won a new ally into the fold with their antics.  Loki and Thor traveled together as allies for a spell, no less, and had a rather harrowing encounter with a jotunn skilled in illusion (during which Loki lost an eating contest with a wildfire and had an unwitting encounter with Jormungandr, something they mourned once the truth was revealed because they had no idea).  And beyond that, Loki even came to the aid of mankind alongside the other gods, helping to save a boy from being devoured by giants when even Odin and Thor could not. 

Sadly, this period of happiness was not meant to last.  In time, Odin’s second son Baldr began to have terrible nightmares about his own death; fearing deeply for her son’s life, his mother Frigg went to every plant, animal, and other object in the world and begged them to swear to do Baldr no harm, to which they all agreed. 

And this is where things get dicey: Odin, wise and well-traveled already, had knowledge of what would come to pass at Ragnarok and after – and because of that, he knew that Baldr would rise from Hel to claim the world after the rest of the gods and men had fallen, inheriting the new and beautiful world that rose from the fire and flood.  With Frigg’s frantic attempts to keep her son alive, that prophecy would be endangered.  Odin, of course, is known as a good and honorable god…but looking at the myths more closely, it sometimes seems that he’s only ‘good’ and ‘honorable’ because he has others do his dirty work (it was his order that had Loki lure Svadilfari from his work, thus cheating the builder of his prize, after all) or claims that he acts in everyone’s best interests (as he did when he bound or exiled Loki’s first children).  

So in order to preserve his son’s ability to inherit the world, Odin went to Loki and asked him to find a way to take Baldr’s life. 

Naturally, Loki balked at that.  But Odin cited their blood bond, and insisted that it was necessary.  In the end, Loki agreed – on the condition that his family be spared from whatever followed, for there could be no doubt that there would be a heavy price to pay for this.  Odin swore it, and Loki left, discovering that Frigg had failed to ask the mistletoe for its oath and using it to create an arrow; and while the other Aesir were having a grand time throwing things at Baldr and watching them bounce off him without doing a thing, Loki tricked Baldr’s twin brother Hodr into firing the arrow – which struck Baldr in the heart, killing him instantly. 

It took little enough time for the gods to realize that Loki was behind the crime, and they proceeded to shut him out of everything.  Wracked with guilt and emotionally unstable, Loki gradually neared a breaking point, which led to the roasting of the other gods at Aegir’s house (which Loki intruded upon by pointedly reminding Odin of the same blood oath he’d cited to make Loki agree to the plot).  Realizing that Loki posed a great danger should the truth come out, Odin took drastic action: when the other Aesir, incensed by Loki’s criticisms and sharp words, hunted them down to be punished for Baldr’s death, Odin turned his youngest son Vali into a wolf and had him attack Loki’s son Narvi, viciously murdering the boy; and to make matters worse, the Aesir then used Narvi’s entrails to bind Loki to a stone beneath the earth, transfiguring them into chains before affixing a snake above Loki’s head to drip poison onto them for eternity. 

Only one stayed beside Loki through this: their wife Sigyn, who remained by Loki’s side catching the poison in a bowl (though she had to leave to empty it on occasion, and when she did the searing poison made Loki writhe violently enough to cause earthquakes).  And it is because of Sigyn that Loki remained passive for so long: her presence kept Loki calm, kept their thirst for revenge from overwhelming them, for she reasoned that if they did slip those bonds and set Ragnarok in motion, then Loki and all of their children all would die, just as Narvi had.  At least now the children had life and could have pleasant dreams – and at least now, Loki had Sigyn. 

But at some point in the very recent past, something happened: Sigyn vanished.  Loki had slept, and when they woke to the searing pain of the snake’s venom, they found that their wife was nowhere to be seen, and no amount of calling and pleading made her reappear.  That, truly, was the last straw for Loki: all their grief and despair turned to fury and hate in that instant, and the fireball they became incinerated both their chains and the snake that had so long tormented them.  In the aftermath, only one link of the chains remained intact, and Loki kept it close, fashioning it into the buckle of the belt they wear.  And without Sigyn by their side, Loki allowed that desire for vengeance to burn through them, which has led to where things stand today. 

The shape Loki now assumes is strategic as much as comfortable, meant to distract enemies and give her more openings in combat. Everything she does is self-serving, up to and including her alliance with Surtr – hence her betrayal when he ceased to be useful.  What she seeks: her children.  Calling on Veronica to secure Naglfar and raise the Tempest, she sought Jormungandr (and still seeks him, as each foray into the Tempest has left her empty-handed); and now that Surtr’s power has been added to Hel’s army, giving her the ability to break the barrier Askr put in place, Loki seeks her lost daughter.  And in the end, she intends to make the treacherous Aesir suffer for the pain and misery they caused her and her family for so long. 

[fenwxlf]

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What’s your OTP for your Muse?: I love what all my different ships (past and present) bring to the table, as they’re all different and it’s so fun to play. But if we’re gonna play favourites, it’s gonna be Fenrir/Steve Rogers

What are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?: Pretty much anything at this point.

How large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?: Eeehh... i’m assuming we’re going with mental or physical age since actual year age with characters like Fen is complicated. I dunno, it really just depends. Age gaps don’t usually bother me. Sometimes it’s fun to have that as an ongoing thing they have to deal with.

Are you selective when shipping?: Short answer is: No. Long answer: Fenrir will pretty much sleep with anyone. I have fun figuring out characters would interact with each other. Fenrir tends to grab onto people faster these days and holds on, and gets attached faster, though that tends to depend on how well I know your muse, or how long I’ve been writing with you. Partners I’ve written with for a while will get shippy feels faster even if the muse is new since I already got a relationship with you. But sometimes it doesn’t work. And I tend to be selective in writing partners in general now, just due to my time constraints. So it depends.

How far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?: Ugh, y’all... I’ve stopped caring so much about this shit. We just do as we do. But I guess pretty much once dicks are out and I’m talking about them more is when it’s NSFW.

Who are other Muses you ship your Muse with?: lololol EVERYONE. Even if we aren’t shipping, Fenrir still will likely flirt or get pretty verbally dirty, even with family members to make them uncomfortable because he’s a dick. But -- Steve Rogers ( @captstarsnstripes) , Reta ( @rebornofdragonsblood )  Launa (oc on this blog) Tauriel ( @captainofthewoodlandguard) Bucky Barnes ( @wyntershadow ) Sam Wilson ( @exosevenfalcon ) Baldr ( @kissofmistletoe ) as well as other characters elsewhere or in theory such as Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Bigby Wolf, Natasha Romanoff, Fandral annnnd more.

Does one have to ask to ship with you?: I prefer it, yes. Even just a -- yo, do you wanna ship it?? I’ll probably either say pfft yas or sure let’s see what happens.

How often do you like to ship?: Like all the fucking time. I used to care about other things. Now I don’t give a shit. I do what I want. Don’t got enough time anymore to be messing around with anything not holding my attention so whereas before I felt I wasn’t quality if I was shipping a lot, now I do as I do and I am not ashamed. 

Are you multiship?: Yessiree. So much multi-ship.

Are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?: Lolol need you even ask at this point?

What is your favorite ship in your current fandom?: In the Norse mythos? fuck i dunno. Svadilfari/Loki I guess, since I write a Svadi too. Angrboda/Loki too. also i’d love to see more with Angrboda/Sigyn. And Sigyn/Loki is always hardcore. As for Marvel -- Stucky. I mean, besides Fenrir/Steve. Which should be canon. If you ask me.

Finally, how does one ship with you?: If you already write with me, just come at me bro. “What would you think about shipping this Fenmun??” and I’d say “Wow that could be interesting! Not sure how it’d work, Maybe--” etc etc. If you don’t already write with me, it may be trickerier, bc like I said I’m selective. But hit me up “Hey, would you be up for writing and/or shipping with my bbu??” and I may say, “Sure let’s give it a go! I’m just super busy so don’t be surprised if it takes me forever. We’ll see what happens with our muses~”

[ladyloki83]

Family Drama ( New Life)

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

Past:

It has been three months since Helga's birth and Loki is still stuck being in her female form so that she may feed her daughter.

"Mother, I don't see why I should stay in this form. I can go back and forth between them when the time calls for it."

"Loki, it's only until she is five years of age that I want you to stay this way. Then slowly you can change back to into my son. Don't confuse the child just yet."

~ But I know that my mother is a man. Helga says to them as she touches their skin so she can speak to them. She missed being able to speak to her mother this way.

Both Frigga and Loki gasp and look to Helga who had been sitting on the floor playing. For only being three months old she had been showing signs of developing faster than normal Asgardians.

"Loki, did you know that she could do that?"

"Yes and no." said Loki looking at her mother's face she continued. "I knew that she could talk to Sleipnir this way and sometimes to Thor. But I thought it was because she was using my powers to speak."

~It was that way until Sleipnir showed how to use it on my own. You needed your rest so sometimes he had me use your power. I never meant to harm you.

"You didn't harm me any way my dear. But your grandmother is right to have me stay in this form for you."

~But I know this form is not what you are used to.

"Dear child, you need not to worry of such matter." said Frigga.

Helga smiled and continued to play with the toys she had in front of her. Loki stay in his female form until his child was five years old. Helga began to speak real word at the age of three and began to learn how to control her magic at the age of four with the guidance of Loki and Frigga.

Helga showed no sign of disappointment of not seeing her mother's female form and always worked hard to make her family proud of her gifts. Things were almost back to normal as Loki got to spend time with his all his children and Helga loved them all until she noticed that her sister had a crush on her father. She noticed lots of things that her parents didn't noticed. But told them nothing until she was sure of what she saw. One day Helga could no longer keep her thoughts to herself at the age of one hundred

"Mother, how were my other siblings conceived? I mean Hel, Jormungand, and Fenrir. I know that you are not their mother like you are to me and Sleipnir."

"Why do you ask?"

"Mother, I may be young, but I believe that I am old enough to understand what happens between adults. Don't think I have not noticed you don't share a bed with my father."

Loki looked at his daughter with shock it was true that he and Thor haven't been sharing a bed in a while but it was because they kept fighting over little things. Sif being one of the many big issues lately. Loki was always with Helga training her magic and Thor was always out on the training grounds with the Warriors three and Sif.

In fact that was where Loki was taking her daughter since Thor asked for them to be there.

"What happens between your father and I is our own business. But yes I am their father and their mother is dead at the hands of Odin. Before you asked I was too young to know what love was and she was locked in the dungeons. I helped her escape and we left together and created your brothers and sister. After your sister was born she left to confront Odin and told him where to find us."

"So she is now with my sister?"

"Yes, her name was Angrboda."

"Mother, when we use to visit Hel I noticed that she very fond of father. I don't feel right with father going with us to see her."

"But you know that I cannot see my children without your father with us."

"I know and that is why I am saying that I don't wish for us to see her. It's not really her it's more of your ex that I don't want to be round."

"My ex... you mean you have sensed her mother around us when we visit. Oh Helga she has no power to use over us or Hel for that matter."

"Mother, you of all people know how to use words to manipulate people to do your bidding."

Loki rolled his eyes "Yes child, I do but nobody can lie to me because I am the God of Mischief for a reason. Now no more of this talk your father wants us at the training grounds to try and train you or for us to watch I truly don't remember for I was busy reading when your father spoke."

Helga smiled at the thought of being able to train with her father. She always wanted to wield a sword or something close to her father's hammer. When they arrived they saw that Sif was fighting Thor. Helga looked at her mother and saw her pain before it left his face at seeing Sif. Helga touch her mothers' arm to talk to her like the use too.

~Mother, if you like I can fight her. I believe I can take her on my own.

Loki looked at her with a smirk on her face and nodded in agreement. So Helga decided to taunt Sif to distract her.

"Come on, father show her exactly where her place is. If not allow me the chance please father."

Everyone but my mother looked at me surprised to hear me speak or to even be out of the palace.

"Loki, you brought her to train with me, thank you." said Thor.

Sif look even more unhappy at hearing my father speak about me. "Thor, only warriors are allowed to train here. Those with magic have their place inside the palace walls where they are safe."

Nobody spoke to as they were to shock, Loki stood up but paused as he saw her daughter whispering something. Thor was about to speak when saw his daughter walk past him and stood before Sif.

"Do you fear me, and my magic Sif?"

"No, Lady Helga."

"Then why deny me what I have asked for. I asked if you would battle with me. Or would you rather tell me my place considering you being a woman yourself or have you allowed yourself to believe that you are a man."

"Helga!" yelled Thor.

"No father, I will not stand for it. Just because I am like mother and Al-mother that I can't be like you it's not fair to not have a say in my life. She doesn't even deserve that title of Lady for speaking to me like that."

"Helga, she has years of training against you."

"More reason for her to not fear losing to me. Shall we start Sif?"

"This will be the last magic I use before we start." Helga says as she calls a sword to hand as her father does for his hammer. Everyone was smirking or shocked at how she showed how much of Thor she had in her.

They took their stand to begin the fight Sif believing that this would be over quickly as she knew that Lady Helga has never fought this way. Only to be surprised only seconds later when Helga sword had almost hit her shoulder if she had not stepped back and turned her body. Helga stepped forward and managed to get behind Sif and raising her sword to Sif's neck.

"Sif, where is the Maiden my parents told me about your making this too easy for me." Helga said before she kick Sif to the ground after Sif finally pushed Helga's sword away. Helga had her sword ready for a hit when Sif rolled over to her back. Helga with a smirk on her face said, "I think this match is over don't you think. Do you yield?"

Sif was very angry that a child without training was able to defeat her in minutes. "I yield." she growled.

Helga walked away from her and towards her parents and their friends. Only to stop short when she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder she turned to see that there was a dagger stuck in her. She then looked over at Sif to see a surprised look on her face when she saw the looks she was getting from Thor and Loki.

"I didn't think she was real. I thought she lied about not using Magic."

Everyone ignored her and took Helga to the healing room. Lady Sif didn't know what came over her it was as if she had no control over her body. As she stood there watching everyone leave her behind to have the guards grabbed her and took her to stand before Odin.

"It would seems that your body was taken over again for a while. The head healer put a tracker on you to see if the person or persons that you have been controlling you would try again." said Odin looking at Sif as she keeled before him in chains. "This is hard for me to decide because you have betrayed us by harming royal blood when you should be protecting it. But you were not yourself, therefore it wasn't you that truly betrayed us. You will be placed on house arrest until the Healers can remove that magic from you."

The guards once again took her away and Odin left to check on his granddaughter. Odin walked quickly to the healing rooms to be sure that his family where not fighting. But he knew that they would be Loki never liked Lady Sif or how much she care for Thor.

"I want her locked away Thor." Said a female Voice.

"My love, please calm down we don't know what happened." replied Thor.

"Really Thor, you saw with your own eyes and you still want to protect her." Loki said walking back and forth.

Odin walk in to see both his children fighting with each other. "ENOUGH!"

Both Loki and Thor turned to look at him "Lady Sif is on house arrest, she is not allowed to be near anyone until the Healer is sent to remove the spell."

"See Loki it was the spell that caused this not her." said Thor and Odin winced knowing this wasn't going to end well.

Loki turned to Thor anger in her eyes at how he could still defend that poor excuse of a woman. "Thor! OUR DAUGHTER IS WITH HEALERS BECAUSE OF YOUR PRECIOUS LADY SIF."

"LOKI!" called Frigga as she entered the room that they were all waiting in. "I'm sure your daughter will be fine." As she stared at her children wondering why Loki was in female form. Then she saw Thor walk slowly with his hands up to Loki and pulled her to him and held her in his arms.

Loki let Thor hold her for now and she looked to her mother "I just wanted to check it the damn weapon that is still in her was poisoned. They won't let me help her." Thor continued to hold her and rub her back trying to calm her.

Frigga walked closer to her children and placed a hand on Loki "My child, you are not a healer. You are brilliant with magic but your healing spells need more work. Calm yourself the healer will let us know about her."

It took hours to hear anything about Helga because Loki was right to believe that there was poison on the dagger. Helga would never be the same again or at least until she came of age.

[badlydrawnstuff]

never have i ever.png, rated M for Md is an Adult

Izanagi, Amaterasu, Tsukiyomi, Susano, Zeus, Hades, Persephone, Moros, Thanatos, Apollo, Aphrodite, Ares, Athena, Freya, Angrboda, Thor, Fenrir, Jormungandr, Hel, Loki

Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: ....I... suppose I shall start, then... never have I ever.. not played this game.. Feeling Punch: Susano: Tsuki, why? Why have you hurt us like this? *he goes to drink. izanagi also does* Actual Toaster: Athena: Not a bad first question. *she drinks. Ammy also drinks* Feeling Punch: Hel: Wait, so if I haven't, I take a drink? Or if I have? I'm confused. Actual Toaster: Loki: If you haven't. Feeling Punch: Hel: Okay. *she takes a drink* Actual Toaster: Athena: I believe that's all of us. Feeling Punch: *shuffling* Actual Toaster: Loki: Never have I ever blackmailed someone. Feeling Punch: *at least half the room ends up drinking. maybe more* Actual Toaster: Loki: Wow. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: it seems that blackmail is very common. Actual Toaster: Loki: Yeah, no kidding. *he shakes his head* Sheesh. Actual Toaster: *shuffle!* Actual Toaster: Hades: Never have I ever laughed until something I was drinking came out my nose Feeling Punch: *Moros Immediately grabs his drink and takes a swig* Actual Toaster: *Loki and Tsukiyomi drink. So does freya* Feeling Punch: *Angrboda, Thor, and Susano also drink. Sus looks shameless.* Actual Toaster: Hades: Okay, fair enough, happens to the best of us. Actual Toaster: Zeus: More like the most ungraceful of us. Actual Toaster: Hades: Noooone asked you! Feeling Punch: Moros: Excuse me, I'm graceful like a descending hawk. Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: ...as a general statement it is a fair... point, I think... Feeling Punch: *shuffles* Feeling Punch: Moros: Hmmm. Nnnnnever have I ever accidentally lit something on fire. Actual Toaster: *Zeus, athena, and freya all drink.* Feeling Punch: *Ares smirks at Athena, then drinks. Sus and Apollo drink too. Thanatos finally pours himself a drink, and takes a sip. and then makes a face* Actual Toaster: Athena: What are you smirking about? Feeling Punch: Ares: You know what you did. Actual Toaster: Athena: Yes, I burned my food. Actual Toaster: Loki: Well, now we know who to ban from matches. Actual Toaster: Loki: And lighters. Feeling Punch: Susano: Hey, I was still learning about how electricity works at the time! Actual Toaster: Zeus: Hey, same here Actual Toaster: Hades: ..... Does oneself count in this situation Actual Toaster: Hades: In which case I should drink. Feeling Punch: Moros: It absolutely counts. Actual Toaster: Hades: *so he drinks* Actual Toaster: Persephone: If we're banning anyone from matches and lighters, it better be this one. *she pokes hades in the side* Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Thanatos: ... .... *he seems to be thinking* Actual Toaster: Zeus: Why don't you ask who in here's been bedazzled by a highschool student? Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Why must you hurt me in this way? I had nearly forgotten it. Actual Toaster: Zeus: I don't understand how you can just forget something like that. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: By repressing it so my dignity can recover. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: But, I have a better idea. Never have I ever been embarrassed by my own family. Actual Toaster: *basically everyone drinks. whew.* Feeling Punch: Thanatos: wow. Actual Toaster: Loki: Come on, that one's a given. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I don't know your life. Actual Toaster: Athena: Almost everyone has a family member who is embarassing. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: ... I suppose you have a point. Actual Toaster: Athena: *she stares at ares. particularly hard.* Feeling Punch: Ares: ... What?! Feeling Punch: Ares: Do I look like Dionysus to you?! Actual Toaster: Athena: No, but you're pretty embarassing nonetheless. Feeling Punch: Ares: You, too! Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Hmm... Never have I ever finished a jawbreaker? Feeling Punch: Apollo: I have. *he drinks* Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: Does smashing it into pieces and then eating the smaller pieces count...? Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: I, um, can't fit most jawbreakers into my mouth without needing to break them first. Feeling Punch: Apollo: She said finish, she didn't say how. I'll count it! Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: *he drinks!* Actual Toaster: *hades and loki also drink but thats not important* Actual Toaster: *shuffle!* Actual Toaster: Athena: Never have I ever been the cause of someone getting stitches Feeling Punch: Ares: That is a load of bullshit. *he drinks* Actual Toaster: Loki: Can the someone be yourself? Actual Toaster: Athena: I don't see why not. Actual Toaster: *So loki drinks. So do perse and aphro* Feeling Punch: *as does Susano and Moros. Thanny also does, and he still doesn't like whatever it was he poured for himself* Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Thor: Never have I ever gotten so hammered that I couldn't function the next day. Actual Toaster: *zeus and hades also drink. rip.* Feeling Punch: *angrboda, ares, and apollo also drink. apollo adds in a small "amen to that".* Feeling Punch: *And then Susano quickly drinks, like he had just remembered something* Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: ...Don't you people... know your limits..? Feeling Punch: Apollo: We Greeks have to deal with the god of the drink. Also, no. Actual Toaster: Loki: I do, but sometimes you just have to drink until you can't think. Actual Toaster: Loki: ... And then you regret everything you did. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: We're also Norse, so if the answer to a problem isn't "Make Loki fix it", the answer is "Drink too much alcohol and then try to fix it" Actual Toaster: Loki: And then the answer is still "Make Loki fix it". Actual Toaster: Freya: ... This is unfortunately accurate Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Too accurate. Loki, fix it. Actual Toaster: Loki: What do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: No, but I want to see that. Actual Toaster: Loki: Oh hell no. Actual Toaster: *shuffle!* Actual Toaster: Freya: Never have I ever passed out while not drinking, that wasn't exhaustion. Feeling Punch: *Ares makes a sound somewhere between a bark and a laugh, and then drinks* Actual Toaster: *loki scoffs and drinks. hades also drinks.* Actual Toaster: Zeus: What the hell? Feeling Punch: Ares: Go get in a huge fight, and tell me how that goes for you. Oh, wait. Actual Toaster: Loki: I'm not pointing fingers or anything, but, THOR. Feeling Punch: Thor: I'm sorry your skull is so soft and weak. Actual Toaster: Loki: You hit me in the head with a hammer, you buffoon. Feeling Punch: Thor: Weak. Actual Toaster: Loki: That's not weak. Actual Toaster: Loki: That's a hammer, to one's skull. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Persephone: Never have I ever slept in until 5pm. Feeling Punch: Susano: *he bumps Tsuki with his elbow* That's you! Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: I suppose... *he drinks* is it really sleeping in, though, in my case?.. Feeling Punch: Susano: It is, by Ammy's definition. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Enacting the explaining rule. You're the only one who drank, so explain yourself. Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: ...U-um... trying to fix my sleep schedule so I'm actually asleep when I need to be? So, that is, during the day? Actual Toaster: *SHUFFLE* Feeling Punch: Hel: Never have I ever written emo poetry! Actual Toaster: Persephone: *she. begrudgingly drinks* Feeling Punch: Hel: ... Just you? Actual Toaster: Persephone: Apparently. Feeling Punch: Moros: I want the context! Actual Toaster: Persephone: You don't get it. Feeling Punch: Moros: Enacting the explaining rule! Actual Toaster: Persephone: It was written! Feeling Punch: Moros: I wanna read it later. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Why? Feeling Punch: Moros: Why not? Actual Toaster: Persephone: Why would you want to? Feeling Punch: Moros: Why not? Actual Toaster: Persephone: Why would you Feeling Punch: Moros: Because it gives me an excuse to not be in the same room as Atropos. Actual Toaster: Persephone: If you can find it. Actual Toaster: Hades: It's buried in the garden Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Hades: It's buried in the garden Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Never have I ever painted my nails Feeling Punch: Angrboda: *she immediately takes a drink* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he also drinks.* Feeling Punch: *apollo shrugs and takes a drink* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Surprisingly few of you. Huh. Feeling Punch: Apollo: I did it for science. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Fair enough! No judgement here. Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Never have I ever gotten put into handcuffs. Actual Toaster: Loki: ... For what reason? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I didn't say, did I? Take a drink, bro. Actual Toaster: Loki: *so he does.* Actual Toaster: Hades: ... Do we want to know? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: He was being a shit, so I handcuffed him to a lamp. Actual Toaster: Hades: What? Actual Toaster: Hades: How does that help anything? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: The lamp was glued to the table. Actual Toaster: Hades: ...But Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Loki and I would sometimes steal the lamp for fun. It annoyed Mom. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Sooo, we glued it to the table! Actual Toaster: Hades: ...But... he could just drag the table around behind him, so what did that accomplish Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I glued the table, too. ... I really like using superglue to solve my problems, sort of how Loki likes knives. Actual Toaster: Hades: ... What the hell? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: We're weird. Actual Toaster: Hades: Yeah, no kidding... Actual Toaster: Loki: It isn't even the first time I've been in handcuffs Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Loki is weird. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: I'm kinkshaming you both. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I'm kinkshaming you for falsely kinkshaming being your kink. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: How did you know? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: The swiftness of your kinkshaming. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Ah, I see! Feeling Punch: *shuffles* Actual Toaster: Hades: Never have I ever fallen asleep in the movie theater? Actual Toaster: *freya drinks. shes alone in this* Feeling Punch: Moros: Enacting the explaining rule. Actual Toaster: Freya: It was really boring, and I was really tired. Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Apollo: Never have I ever mixed alcohol with other things. Feeling Punch: *Thor and Sus take a drink.* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he also drinks* Feeling Punch: Apollo: That's it? Actual Toaster: Hades: I haven't been paying attention, what was the question? Feeling Punch: Apollo: Mixing alcohol into other drinks. Actual Toaster: Hades: Oh! *he drinks.* Feeling Punch: Apollo: Still, that's it? Actual Toaster: Athena: I'm not big on drinking. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: I'm not really, either. Feeling Punch: Ares: I don't care. Actual Toaster: Loki: There you have it. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Persephone: Never have I ever grabbed an electric fence. Not that I have, I'm just curious. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Or come into contact with one in general. Feeling Punch: Ares: Damn it. *he drinks. thanny also drinks, after pouring the remains of his into Moros' cup and getting himself a new drink. this is unimportant* Actual Toaster: *hades drinks* Feeling Punch: Ares: What did you do, uncle? Actual Toaster: Hades: I don't want to talk about it Feeling Punch: Ares: Is it worse than tackling it and not knowing it was an electric fence? Actual Toaster: Hades: ...No. Feeling Punch: Ares: What'd you do? Actual Toaster: Hades: I didn't know it was an electric fence. Feeling Punch: Ares: Me neither. Actual Toaster: Hades: Ah. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he pulls his phone out and just.* Actual Toaster: Loki: [text: to Arsene] Tu es la femme de mes rêves. Feeling Punch: Arséne: [text: to Loki] Femme? Actual Toaster: Loki: [text: to Arsene] Même si vous êtes un personne de poisson géant... Actual Toaster: Loki: [text: to Arsene] ...Je veux dire, ilne permet pas... Feeling Punch: Arséne: [text: to Loki] T’es con comme une chaise Actual Toaster: Loki: [text: to Arsene] :) Feeling Punch: Arséne: [text: to Loki] Arrêtez et tais-toi. Je suis claqué. Bonne nuit. Actual Toaster: Loki: [text: to Arsene] Je ne peux pas sourire @ vous pendant SMS Feeling Punch: Arséne: [text: to Loki] :< Actual Toaster: Loki: *he smirks and puts his phone away* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: What was that about? Actual Toaster: Loki: I told him he was the woman of my dreams, even though he was a giant fish person. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I'm confused but intrigued. Actual Toaster: Loki: He told me to shut up and stop. He's going to bed. Actual Toaster: Loki: So I told him that I can't smirk at him over text Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Ah. Actual Toaster: Loki: I don't think he's very happy with me. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I see this. Actual Toaster: Loki: Anyway Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Athena: Never have I ever puked on an amusement ride. Feeling Punch: Ares: Ha, ha. Actual Toaster: Hades: Does after count? Actual Toaster: Athena: Sure. Feeling Punch: Ares: gods damn it. Actual Toaster: Hades: Ah. *he drinks* Feeling Punch: *ares drinks, giving hades a dirty look* Actual Toaster: Hades: Hey, what's with the look? Feeling Punch: Ares: I could have gotten away with not drinking, too, until you did that! Actual Toaster: Hades: Those darn meddling kids and their dog, eh Feeling Punch: Fenrir: did somebody say dog Actual Toaster: Hades: *TALKING DOG!! TALKING DOG* Actual Toaster: Persephone: *she jumps* It talks?? Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I'm no it! *he sits up, and sits next to Loki* Actual Toaster: Zeus: ????​???? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Would you be Fenrir, by any chance..? Feeling Punch: Fenrir: That's me, all right. Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: ... you're a lot... fluffier than I was expecting. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I don't know what you expected? I'm a wolf from the northern lands of Ye Olde Fucking Colde. Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Well, not that. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Jormungandr, you wanna talk, you snakey bastard? Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: *he picks his head up off loki's chest* You ruined my stealth. Feeling Punch: Hel: Oh, we're all talking now! Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I think it might be a bit much. Feeling Punch: Hel: Why? Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Well, it was just revealed the dog talks, and now the snake does too. Feeling Punch: Thor: I wonder who's fault that is! Actual Toaster: Loki: What? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I'm insulted. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: .. Never have I ever adopted multiple pets. Actual Toaster: Hades: *he drinks.* If I was drinking booze, I'd be drunk by now. Feeling Punch: Hel: I wouldn't, but.. *she drinks* Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Dad, stop adopting things. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Absolutely not. Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: First you adopted this thing, *and she gestures to loki* And then the rest of them Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Are we offending you, princess? Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Well, no. Actual Toaster: Persephone: You. You adopted Loki. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: That's correct. Actual Toaster: Persephone: ...Why? Actual Toaster: Hades: He looked too pathetic to pass up Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Because I already treated him like a son- Hades. If you would like a definition of pathetic, it would be your attempt to be insulting, and also your ability to hold your liquor. Actual Toaster: Hades: Hhhaaahaha, fair point. Being insulting is not my forte. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Then don't do it. Actual Toaster: Loki: I can't believe I'm not being thrown under the bus. Actual Toaster: Loki: Take notes, kids Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I'll take notes with my big meaty claws. Actual Toaster: Loki: Make sure it's legible. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: HA. HAHAHA. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I don't have hands. Feeling Punch: Hel: You could if you wanted to! Actual Toaster: Loki: that's why it needs to be legible. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I could, but I'm very comfortable here. It's warm. Feeling Punch: Thor: Loki, can you do me a solid and keep your snake child away from me? *he looks somewhere between annoyed and triggered* Actual Toaster: Loki: He's on my neck, he's nowhere near you, sheesh. Feeling Punch: Thor: That doesn't mean he can't reach me! Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: *he casually. Loosens himself slightly and streetches out over to thor. jorm. plz* Feeling Punch: Thor: I WILL HAMMER YOUR SKULL INTO THE FLOOR Feeling Punch: Ares: wait, what, you have a snake as a child?? Actual Toaster: Loki: Uh, yes? *and he pulls jorm Back toward himself* Feeling Punch: Hel: And me, and Fen-Fen, too! Actual Toaster: Loki: *I feel like things just got worse for me.* Feeling Punch: Ares: I'd say you're weird, but after Zeus, this isn't a shock anymore. Actual Toaster: Zeus: No, that's. That's pretty weird. Feeling Punch: Ares: The Minotaur, Zeus. You've got no excuses! Actual Toaster: Zeus: No, that's. That's pretty weird. Feeling Punch: Ares: You've turned into animals to seduce women. You're weird. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Wait, hold on... the dog there, Fenrir, is your son? Actual Toaster: Loki: Yes. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Yep. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: ...I've heard of doggystyle but this is just ridiculous. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I want to die. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I can help with that. Actual Toaster: Loki: Count me in Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I feel like I've been gravely insulted. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Did you fuck a dog? What the hell? Actual Toaster: Loki: ...No.. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Then. How? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: That's your mystery for tonight! Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I don't want to know- Keep it a mystery. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Who was the mother if one is also a snake?? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: A mistake. Actual Toaster: Hades: How does that work? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Well, when a man and a woman intend to have one child, but they have two, one was not intended. That is called a mistake Actual Toaster: Loki: Can we leave it at "copious amounts of alcohol were involved"? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: That, too. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: I asked about the mother, not the kids Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Hi, I'm the mistake. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Didn't have a lot of options? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: That, too. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he puts his face in his hands* Put it down Feeling Punch: *Thanny's just sitting here with both of his hands on his face. #done* Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: ...of all people it had to be your twin though? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Copious amounts of alcohol. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: So did you literally do dog- Actual Toaster: Loki: ENOUGH. Please and thank you. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: That is quite enough. I doubt everyone present is interested in Loki's sexual endeavors. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Oh, no, quite the contrary. I'm intrigued. Actual Toaster: Athena: What is wrong with you? Actual Toaster: Hades: Ares, control your girlfriend Feeling Punch: Ares: I. We're married. Actual Toaster: Hades: "Girlfriend" still applicable! Actual Toaster: Persephone: Fine, let me rephrase it for him. Control your wife. Feeling Punch: Ares: Less talk about this, more talk about murders. Actual Toaster: Athena: Honestly, that would be a much more preferable topic than this one... Feeling Punch: Ares: *he looks at Aphro* I'm gonna kick your ass Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Oh, we can't do that here. Maybe later tonight. Feeling Punch: Ares: ...... That is not what I meant at all, stop talking, stop making sounds from your mouth. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Oh, boo. *she pouts* Actual Toaster: Zeus: You know what? I don't even wanna know. Actual Toaster: Hades: Well said, brother! I don't either. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Can we please move on? Actual Toaster: Freya: It would be nice. Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: ...Never have I ever read a whole series of novels in one night, and then as a result got no sleep whatsoever.. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I feel like I have no right to be surprised. *he takes a drink* Actual Toaster: *hades, perse, and freya drink.* Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I can feel Hypnos flinching from here. Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: ...I have but one question: why? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I lost track of time. Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: I got...very invested... Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: But. Still. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Thanatos: .... I have one, but I know it won't be appreciated. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Go ahead anyway. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: *it basically comes out as "drink if you've had the sex, but i sure haven't, haha losers"* Actual Toaster: *almost everyone drinks. tsuki doesnt.* Feeling Punch: *hel and jorm don't drink, either* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: *She gasps. She looks personally offended, like you just called her ugly* What? Seriously?! Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I don't have time for that sort of drivel. Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: And what's the rest of your excuses?? Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I'm too busy being the world serpent to care. Hey, Thor Feeling Punch: Thor: Fuck off Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Do you wanna test your strength Feeling Punch: Thor: Nope. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: No, it's real easy. Feeling Punch: Thor: What. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Or it should be for you, unless you lost your balls Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: pick up my cat. *he uses his nose to gesture to the Bright Orange Cat who has just strolled in* Feeling Punch: Thor: I super hate you. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: :Dc Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: No balls Thor, no balls Thor Feeling Punch: Thor: I'm going to bash your head in a second time, you scaled bastard! Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Are you really? I don't think you will! Feeling Punch: Izanagi: *he very purposefully goes between the sofa Jorm is on, and the seat Thor is on to retrieve this cat. New friend?* Actual Toaster: *the cat looks at izanagi and mews.* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: :D Actual Toaster: *the cat does not seem to mind being picked up* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: His name is Beau. Feeling Punch: Susano: Now showing in select theaters! Dad, melting over another cat. Dad, get back here. Actual Toaster: Beau: *tiny 'mow' sound* Feeling Punch: *izanagi makes a new friend! .. the game goes on without him, I guess* Actual Toaster: Persephone: You know, you can carry the cat back to your spot and sit down with it. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Shocking, I know. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: ... What? Actual Toaster: Persephone: I said, you can carry the cat back to your spot and then sit down with it Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Oh, yes, of course. *he does* Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: I sometimes get the impression you like cats better than your own children. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I'm not going to pet my children, that's weird and unusual. Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: ... I don't think that's quite what she meant, father. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I understood it just fine. Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: I feel as if that was a lie Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I'm offended. Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: That's a bit of a shame, isn't it? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: It wasn't, I don't, and I'm still offended. Actual Toaster: Loki: I can see where they're coming from. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Pipe down. Actual Toaster: Loki: Pipe down? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Shush. Actual Toaster: Loki: Why? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: .. And anyway, Ammy, you've gotten affection from me for years and years. Is it a crime for me to turn my attention to something else while it is alive? Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: I was joking, father. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: It didn't sound like a joke when you said it. Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: It was meant as one. Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Zeus: Never have I ever gotten so sick I swore off a particular type of alcohol Feeling Punch: Moros: *he makes a face, and takes a drink.* Actual Toaster: Persephone: Oh? Feeling Punch: Moros: M-hm. Actual Toaster: Persephone: You know what I'm going to say. Feeling Punch: Moros: Say it. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Explain. Feeling Punch: Moros: Cocoroco. That stuff is basically pure alcohol! And I didn't know that. Actual Toaster: Hades: Ouch. Feeling Punch: Moros: I can't, I won't. And whoever put the bottle of rectified spirit on the table- Don't. Actual Toaster: Hades: I'll go put it away. Feeling Punch: Moros: Please. *he's stopped being Funny* If someone here uses that, they're going to be suffering from very severe alcohol poisoning. Actual Toaster: Hades: *he picks up the bottle and exits* Feeling Punch: Moros: *he looks at the Norse side of the room* Actual Toaster: Loki: Hm? Feeling Punch: Moros: It was going to be someone over there that did it. Actual Toaster: Loki: Wasn't me. I can barely hold my liquor as is. 96% alcohol would probably kill me. Feeling Punch: Moros: It wasn't you. Actual Toaster: Freya: ? Do you know who it was? Feeling Punch: Moros: Yes, but I will not share. Actual Toaster: Freya: Then why act as if you do not? Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: It's intimidating. Feeling Punch: Moros: I doubt they wish for me to share that. It would begin a new round of taunting and jest. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Like that's anything new for us. Feeling Punch: Moros: It was Thor. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I'm not even surprised. Feeling Punch: Thor: Me, neither. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: But since you're aware I was going to insult him, it's taken all the fun out of it. Feeling Punch: Moros: Mission accomplished. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Spoilsport. Feeling Punch: Moros: And now, we wait for Hades to return! Actual Toaster: Hades: I heard my name? *and he enters. He sets down a bottle of wine, then sits back down* Feeling Punch: Moros: We were waiting for you, sir! Actual Toaster: Hades: Ah, alright. Well, then, if we're all ready.. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Never have I ever had a particularly serious fault in judgment. Actual Toaster: Hades: While drunk, sober, or does it not matter? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: It doesn't matter. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He drinks.* Actual Toaster: *hades and perse also drink. so do ammy, freya, and zeus.* Feeling Punch: *Ares takes a drink, as does Thanatos. And Thor. And Susano. And Apollo.* Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Amen to bad decisions. *she drinks* Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Athena: Never have I ever stolen. Feeling Punch: Ares: How could you. Actual Toaster: *loki drinks, meanwhile.* Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I stole someone's hand off their arm, does that count? Feeling Punch: *angrboda also drinks* Actual Toaster: Athena: You what? Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Idiot stuck his hand in my mouth on a bet. He lost. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Yeah, I have to hand it to you, Fen, that was pretty impressive Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Shut the fuck up, Jorm, you don't even have hands. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I can dream. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: And I've got the rumblies only hands can satisfy. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Eat Tyr's other hand. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I'd love to. Actual Toaster: Hades: You don't know where those have been Feeling Punch: Fenrir: dont care Actual Toaster: Hades: In fact, of anywhere on the body, I'd LEAST recommend the hands. No meat on them. All stringy and boney. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Like string cheese? Actual Toaster: Hades: Yeah. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Loki: Never have I ever slept on the job Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Define "job" Actual Toaster: Loki: Any. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Drat. *he drinks* Actual Toaster: *hades also drinks* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: ah Actual Toaster: Hades: At least you don't have to explain now! Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Freya: Never have I ever had a guy or girl give me flowers? Feeling Punch: *Apollo, Izanagi, and Ares drink* Actual Toaster: *loki, perse, and athena also drink* Feeling Punch: Ares: What's the point? Actual Toaster: Loki: Of flowers? Feeling Punch: Ares: Yeah. Actual Toaster: Freya: They look nice. If the sender knows the language of flowers, they can carry messages, too. Feeling Punch: Ares: Language?? Actual Toaster: Loki: Yeah, language. Some flowers are associated with specific things, and carry specific meanings. Feeling Punch: *ares looks. confused. like this is new information and he doesnt know what to do with it* Actual Toaster: Loki: You're welcome. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Hel: Never have I ever, uh, been dead inside? I don't know. Actual Toaster: Loki: *and he drinks.* Feeling Punch: *Thanny looks like he is considering his drink.* Feeling Punch: Moros: Ennnnacting! Actual Toaster: Loki: I'll pass. Feeling Punch: Moros: Yknow what, fair enough Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Apollo: Never have I ever nearly lost a limb? Feeling Punch: *ares takes a drink so fast. swift* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he stares at his drink.* Does one's head count? Feeling Punch: Apollo: Absolutely. Take a drink. Actual Toaster: Loki: Ah. *he drinks.* Feeling Punch: *izanagi, thanny, moros, and sus also drink* Actual Toaster: *athena drinks* Feeling Punch: Ares: *he smirks at Athena* Actual Toaster: Athena: Not a word. Feeling Punch: Ares: word. Actual Toaster: Athena: *she reaches over and puts her hands on his neck.* Feeling Punch: Ares: Do it, I dare you. Actual Toaster: Athena: *so she does.* Feeling Punch: Ares: zeus im being assaulted Actual Toaster: Zeus: No comment. Feeling Punch: Ares: gee arent you helpful Actual Toaster: Zeus: Athena, let go of your brother. Actual Toaster: Athena: fine. *so she does* Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Zeus: never have I ever had sex with more than one person in less than 24 hours Actual Toaster: Loki: HAH. *and he drinks.* Feeling Punch: Apollo: HAHA. *he also drinks* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Not that soon, but almost Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I'm almost disgusted. Actual Toaster: Loki: By whom? Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Zeus. *he looks at Zeus* Stop saying things. Actual Toaster: Zeus: You're getting a little mouthy. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: What are you going to do, kill Death? Actual Toaster: Hades: Okay, children, that's enough. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I completely agree with Hades. Actual Toaster: Hades: Wow, that's a first. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Is it? Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I'm playing now. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Never have I ever injured myself while trying to impress someone Feeling Punch: Ares: Can I just drink the bottle? Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Sure. Feeling Punch: Ares: Okay. *he does* Actual Toaster: Loki: I'm almost impressed. Feeling Punch: Ares: I almost regret that. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Explain Feeling Punch: Ares: A lot. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Ah. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Never have I ever been tied down. And not for mating. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he drinks. pls* Feeling Punch: Thanatos: *he quietly drinks in the background. war flashbacks. ptsd. all that* Actual Toaster: Persephone: Okay, I understand Thanatos. But what the hell did you do? Actual Toaster: Loki: Killed a man. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: What'd Thanny do? Actual Toaster: Persephone: Do I have to explain, or do you want Thanatos to? Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I refuse. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Well, there you go. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: :I Actual Toaster: Persephone: What's with the face? I'm not saying anything. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I didn't want to remember it. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Blame the dog. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I'll piss on your seat. Actual Toaster: Loki: Fenrir, that's enough Feeling Punch: Fenrir: k dad Actual Toaster: Loki: Thank you. Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Never have I ever forgotten about my own birthday. Actual Toaster: Hades: *he drinks* Actual Toaster: *tsukiyomi also drinks* Feeling Punch: Susano: I'm not sure how, but. *he drinks* Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Generally not caring? Feeling Punch: Susano: I'm not Tsuki! Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Well, no, but still. Feeling Punch: Susano: I do care, though! Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Never have I ever kissed someone and regretted it Feeling Punch: *cricket noises* Actual Toaster: *loki drinks.* Actual Toaster: *also, perse and zeus drink* Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Moros: Never have I ever been legitimately feared. Actual Toaster: Hades: *he drinks!* Feeling Punch: *Thanny also does.* Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Never have I ever had to run to save my life Actual Toaster: *loki drinks. immediately* Feeling Punch: *so does angrboda* Feeling Punch: *and so should most of the greeks, because of typhon* Actual Toaster: *yep.* Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Never have I ever tried to cut my own hair. Feeling Punch: *Izanagi drinks. So does Sus and Apollo* Actual Toaster: *loki drinks. tsuki also does* Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Apollo: .... .... *he kind of shoots his fellow Greeks an uncomfortable look* Actual Toaster: *Perse, aphrodite, hades, and zeus drink.* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I feel as if we missed something. Actual Toaster: Zeus: You did. Actual Toaster: Hades: It's a question of whether or not you've lost a lover or not. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Ah. *he considers refilling his glass, then drinks from the bottle.* Actual Toaster: *loki drinks.* Feeling Punch: *so does angrboda* Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Loki: Never have I ever gotten into a fist fight with a friend. Feeling Punch: Susano: *he drinks* Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: *she also drinks. So does Athena* Feeling Punch: *Ares does too* Actual Toaster: Loki: What, are you not drinking, Angrboda? *he grins.* Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Then so should you! Actual Toaster: Loki: I asked the question! Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I'mmmmmmmm not the sharpest tool in the shed. *she drinks* Actual Toaster: Loki: Yeah, I see this! Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Thor: Never have I ever stuck anything into a power outlet. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he drinks* Feeling Punch: *Susano also drinks* Actual Toaster: *zeus drinks.* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I suddenly feel like I'm babysitting.. Actual Toaster: Loki: Hey, in my defense, I didn't know better at the time. But now I do. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: That doesn't help much. Actual Toaster: Loki: Let me put this into perspective. I died when the only forms of electricity were Thor or lightning. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Fair enough. Actual Toaster: Loki: Adjusting to the modern world was a fairly slow process for me. Actual Toaster: Loki: Speaking of the modern world, I'm going to get a drink. *He gets up and leaves.* Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Did we not have anything good enough for you, your royal high-ass?? Actual Toaster: Freya: Apparently not. *she shrugs* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Shall we wait for him, or shall we go on without? Actual Toaster: Freya: I don't think he'll be long. Feeling Punch: Susano: [text: to Loki] yo get us some snacks, too Actual Toaster: Loki: [text: to Susano] Anything in particular? I was grabbing something for Thor, but would you mind texting me a list of what else to get? Feeling Punch: *sus sends loki a short suggestion list based on what he believes was there last he checked* Actual Toaster: *A few minutes later, Loki returns! Jormungandr is not around his neck anymore. Either way, he's got a cookie in his mouth, two mugs in one hand, and a travel mug in the other. Travel mug is handed to thor without comment.* Feeling Punch: Thor: what is this Actual Toaster: Loki: *he pauses and takes the cookie out of his mouth with his now free hand* A drink. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: i smell food Actual Toaster: Loki: *He rolls his eyes and tosses fenrir the cookie* Feeling Punch: *fenrir snaps it out of the air* Actual Toaster: Loki: You, Fenrir, *he crouches down by fen and gently flicks his nose* are a bottomless pit. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: :P Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: He'll eat us out of house and home... *and he deposits the promised bag of snacks on the table, before shifting back to a Regular Snake and reclaiming his perch on Loki's shoulders* Feeling Punch: Moros: wtf Actual Toaster: Loki: Hm? Feeling Punch: Moros: Snakes don't have hands, what is this nonsense Actual Toaster: Loki: Ah, but Nagas do. Feeling Punch: Hel: It'd be kind of strange if Jorm was only a snake, really! Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: M-hm. Especially considering our parents... Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Loki's kind of a snake, if that counts for anything. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He sets one of his mugs down on the table, then sits back down* Hey, what's that supposed to mean? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Exactly what it does mean! Actual Toaster: Loki: *he makes a pouty face at angrboda, then looks at the mug he's holding and- wait. That isnt a drink, that's a cake...* Feeling Punch: Fenrir: *he also looks at it.* Actual Toaster: Loki: *He notices Fenrir and puts the spoonful of cake in his mouth.* Back off, it's mine. I already gave you my cookie. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: *he gives Loki puppy-dog eyes.* Feeling Punch: Thor: what is this? I don't trust this one bit. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he purposefully turns away from fenrir to look at thor. He is still keeping an eye on fenrir, though* I told you, didn't I? A drink. Feeling Punch: Thor: So it's poison? Actual Toaster: Loki: Well, alcohol is poison, isn't it? Feeling Punch: Thor: It smells like shit Actual Toaster: Loki: That's unfortunate. Feeling Punch: Thor: I don't trust it at all. Actual Toaster: Loki: Then what do you want me to do about it? *he has another spoonful of cake.* Feeling Punch: Thor: Tell me what it is? Actual Toaster: Loki: Soda. Feeling Punch: Thor: *he sniffs at it, and makes a face* Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Athena: Never have I ever been the cause of someone dying. Feeling Punch: *Ares laughs and drinks. Thanatos also makes a noise before taking a drink* Actual Toaster: *Loki, hades, perse, and zeus drink* Feeling Punch: *Izanagi, Susano, Apollo, Fenrir, Angrboda, basically my entire side drinks* Actual Toaster: *shuffle!* Actual Toaster: Zeus: Never have I ever jumped off a roof Feeling Punch: Susano: Welp. *he drinks* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he also drinks* Feeling Punch: Ares: *so does he* Actual Toaster: Persephone: I know more than one person drank on this, but. Explain, I'm curious. Feeling Punch: Ares: Athena says I have no battle tactics- She's wrong. I find leaping from a high point into a crowd of enemy soldiers does wonders in making them crap their pants. And also kill at least two. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Okay, and you? *she looks at sus.* Feeling Punch: Susano: Very large snowbank, and I needed to get down quickly. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Alright, then, fair. Actual Toaster: Persephone: *and she looks to loki* And you? Actual Toaster: Loki: Me? Well, most recently, Arsene and I went out a-thieving. We happened upon a murder scene, so we both needed to leave quickly, aaaand the police were out front. Getting arrested wasn't something either of us wanted to do, so we jumped off the roof. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Good job. Did you get away, at least? Actual Toaster: Loki: Yeah, we got out of that one alright, fortunately. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Ares: Never have I ever, uh. Crowdsurfed? Actual Toaster: *loki, zeus, and aphrodite drink* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Does being carried by one person count? *he looks at thor* Feeling Punch: Thor: ... *he angrily takes a sip out of the mug* Fucking eggs, do you want to fight? Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Who is that directed to? Feeling Punch: Thor: Both of you shit for brains! Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Both of whom? Feeling Punch: Thor: You and Loki! Actual Toaster: Loki: What did I do? ;3c Feeling Punch: Thor: This is fucking eggs in a cup! Actual Toaster: Loki: ...Pfffhheehehe... Would you say it's eggcellent? Feeling Punch: Thor: *he grabs Mjolnir, stares at Loki, and then gets up and leaves* Actual Toaster: Loki: I don't think he liked my joke, y'know? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Wait for it... Actual Toaster: Loki: ...Aaany second now.... Feeling Punch: *thor angrily screaming a fair distance away. Something is Broken* Actual Toaster: Loki: Ah! Music to my ears. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: The mating call of the Angerous Hammerus. Actual Toaster: Freya: I would have expected him to yell your name... *she shrugs and shakes her head* Feeling Punch: Angrboda: That's gay Actual Toaster: Loki: Ew. Thor isn't even my type. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Clearly. Actual Toaster: Loki: What do you mean clearly? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Forget it. Actual Toaster: Loki: No, no, go on, I want to hear. *he has another spoonful of his cake, but leaves the spoon in his mouth and stares intently at izanagi* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: No, no. I'm not going to embarrass you more. That, and it may be considered cheating on a bet. Actual Toaster: Loki: I insist. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I doubt they'd like the embarrassment, either. Actual Toaster: Loki: Then tell just me. I can keep a secret. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: *he leans over and lowers his voice* Apollo. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He also lowers his voice* It'll pass. *he kinda waves a hand* Just a crush... probably. *and he sits back, and raises his voice again* So, we waiting for Thor? Feeling Punch: Susano: We waited for you, so... Sure? Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Dunno how long Thor's gonna be, though. Feeling Punch: Thor: I'm right here. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Oh, when did you get back? Feeling Punch: Thor: Just now? *he goes past his seat, and proceeds to break an egg on Loki's head* Revenge, you jerk! Actual Toaster: Loki: Wh- you could have just made me eat it! Feeling Punch: Thor: You can wash it off later, you pansy. Actual Toaster: Loki: Euuhh, that's gross! I'll wash it off now, thanks anyway! *he pulls jorm off his shoulders and deposits him on the couch, then exits* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: ...I suppose we may as well continue without him. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I could have ate that.. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: I don't think Thor would appreciate that. *he wraps himself around loki's mug. because Warm. also now fenrir cant eat it* Feeling Punch: Fenrir: *he sticks his nose in the mug anyway. fuck u snake boy* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: *he bites fenrir* Feeling Punch: Fenrir: *he takes his nose out and yelps, before snarling at Jormun* Feeling Punch: *and then hel got in between them. no* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Nosey. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: I just want food, you jerk. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: There's snacks on the table. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: *he snaps up a bag of chips, and sits on the couch where Loki was* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Why? Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Suffer Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Fffat Actual Toaster: *shuffles* Feeling Punch: Susano: Never have I ever been extremely drunk during an important meeting. Feeling Punch: *thor laughs and drinks from the proper cup* Actual Toaster: Hades: Aaaaay-up! *he drinks. Hades....* Feeling Punch: Thor: Oh, good, so it's not just me. Actual Toaster: Hades: Well, I have to deal with Zeus somehow. Actual Toaster: Zeus: Hey! Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Freya: Not something I've done, but... Never have I ever taken, or at least considered taking, food out of a trashcan and eating it? Feeling Punch: *fenrir drinks so fast* Actual Toaster: Freya: Imagine that. Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Trash food is still food at the end of the day Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Persephone: Never have I said "I love you" to someone and not meant it. Feeling Punch: *cricket noises* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Nobody? Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Evidently! Feeling Punch: Moros: *he looks at Perse* Actual Toaster: Persephone: No. Feeling Punch: Moros: I didn't even say anything! Actual Toaster: Persephone: I know what you're going to ask, so no. Feeling Punch: Moros: weh Actual Toaster: Loki: No what? Did I miss something? *...loki, ur hair is still wet.* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: You missed a round or three. .. Your hair is still wet. Go dry it. Actual Toaster: Loki: It'll take too long. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: You'll catch cold. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He raises his eyebrows* Will I? Feeling Punch: Apollo: *he raises his hand* I can do it pretty quickly, if you don't mind! Actual Toaster: Loki: *He considers the offer* ... Oh, alright, fine. Feeling Punch: Apollo: Okay, cool. You wanna come over here, or should I come over there? Actual Toaster: Loki: I'll go over there. *he exits, momentarily, then returns with a towel (and he takes his cake back from jormungandr) before sitting down on the floor in front of apollo. towel is also handed to polly* Feeling Punch: Apollo: *he rubs his hands together a bit, and starts running his hands through Loki's hair. you can almost watch it drying. neato.* Actual Toaster: Loki: Hmmm. Well, shall we continue? Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Never have I have I ever been the prettiest person in the r- *loki drinks before she can even finish.* Feeling Punch: Apollo: A bit hasty there, huh? Actual Toaster: Loki: Knew where it was going. Getting it over with. Feeling Punch: Apollo: Huh. Could you pass me my glass? Actual Toaster: Loki: *So he does* Feeling Punch: Apollo: *he takes a quick drink from it, and hands it back to Loki* Actual Toaster: Loki: *and he puts it back!* Feeling Punch: *ok, back to drying loki's hair* Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Never have I ever had competition for my job. Actual Toaster: Loki: Competition in what regard? Feeling Punch: Moros: What he means is- Lets say there is yourself, and another god that rules over the same domain. Have you ever had difficulty with that? Actual Toaster: Loki: *He stops to think.* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Well, I have competition, but not like that. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Speaking of which. *he looks to Hades and Perse* I'm possibly going to strangle that angel the next time I see her. Actual Toaster: Hades: *He puts his hands up* Not stopping you. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: I was honestly hoping you would. Actual Toaster: Persephone: She's been an annoyance for long enough. Feeling Punch: Moros: ... Do not bother. Actual Toaster: Persephone: Hm? Feeling Punch: Moros: Her lesson will be learned in time. None here will be a necessary part. Actual Toaster: Hades: Will it? *he makes a face* Feeling Punch: Moros: As far as I am aware, yes. After the main event, some of we will be required for the encore. Actual Toaster: Hades: Well, Thanatos, there you have it. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Then I will do my best to hold back. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: And what could one person be doing to cause you so much trouble? Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Stealing souls intended for the realms of the Underworld. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: *he nods* That would do it. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Feeling Punch: Moros: Never have I ever been stuck upside-down for an extended period of time!~ Actual Toaster: Freya: D-do you have a personality disorder...? Feeling Punch: Moros: Nnno? Actual Toaster: Freya: You keep changing how you act.. Feeling Punch: Moros: Not at all! I just see no reason to be serious unless the topic is serious! Actual Toaster: Loki: *He hums a song for a minute* Well, it would appear no one here has been stuck upside down for extended periods of time. Feeling Punch: Moros: Wow. Actual Toaster: Loki: That's 'wow' to you? Feeling Punch: Moros: Well, you guys are really lucky..! It's not very fun. Actual Toaster: Loki: I wouldn't think so, no. Feeling Punch: Moros: So much yarn.. Actual Toaster: Loki: ...I've decided I don't wanna know. But hey, at least it's not as bad as having your face reupholstered with rocks. Feeling Punch: Moros: That sounds awful. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He cracks open an eye* "Awful" hardly describes it. Feeling Punch: Moros: Lets stop discussing it, then! Let us, as a group, consider the following: Puppies and kittens. Actual Toaster: Loki: But anyway. *he shrugs* Shall we go on? Actual Toaster: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Loki: Well, well, look at that! My turn. Hmmmm... *he stops to think* Actual Toaster: Loki: Never have I ever gotten locked in a box! Feeling Punch: Thanatos: .............. *he drinks, astoundingly fast.* Actual Toaster: Loki: Eh, you too? I wasn't expecting anyone to drink for that. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: It was.. humiliating. Lets skip this one over. Actual Toaster: Loki: I didn't have any better of a time, if it's any comfort! Feeling Punch: Ares: Who got you out of the box? Actual Toaster: Loki: I got myself out of the box. Actual Toaster: Loki: Well, honestly, "ice chest" is a better description. Actual Toaster: Loki: Because apparently there are Jotunn with nothing better to do than make chests out of ice to lock me in... Feeling Punch: Ares: Congrats, you still did better than him-!! *ares has a cushion thrown at his face. hard. Thanny looks Awfully Unhappy.* Actual Toaster: Loki: Oi, that's not very fair. I cut a deal. Feeling Punch: Ares: Still better. Feeling Punch: *thanny looks about ready for Murder, meanwhile. Ares..* Actual Toaster: Loki: Okay? So, here, hear me out for a second. What's something that scares the shit out of you? Feeling Punch: Ares: Who, me? Actual Toaster: Loki: Yeah, you. Feeling Punch: Ares: Pfffff. Actual Toaster: Loki: Okay, fine, I'll make something up, then. Actual Toaster: Loki: Now, let's say you've got arachnophobia! So, fear of spiders. Deathly afraid of 'em. Now, envision, for a minute! You're thrown into a small room, with no means of defending yourself, and as it turns out, it's full of spiders! You panic. You shut down. Actual Toaster: Loki: Fear will absolutely consume any rational thought at that point. Actual Toaster: Loki: That's what that sort of situation feels like, especially if you weren't expecting it or you weren't prepared. Don't laugh about someone being unable to react and escape. Actual Toaster: Loki: I reacted 'cause I was starving and desperate. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: That is the most supportive thing you have ever said in my presence. Actual Toaster: Loki: Jeez, it's common sense, though... Everyone handles fear differently and I don't think its fair to make fun of how someone handles it. Feeling Punch: *Apollo, meanwhile, has stopped.* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he tips his head back to look up at apollo* Done? Feeling Punch: Apollo: Your example sucked. *he forces a grin, but it's kind of obvious he's forcing it* Actual Toaster: Loki: ... *he reaches up and pokes apollo in the nose* Sorry, first thing I thought of. It's a common enough fear, too, that I figured it'd make things a bit... easier, I suppose. Feeling Punch: Apollo: Point made. Actual Toaster: Loki: *and he turns his head so he's looking at ares* And anyway, it was a bad deal that I cut, so it's not like it's some super great escape or anythin'. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He shrugs* Whatever, I guess. *and he picks up his mug cake and concentrates on eating it. Topic dropped, apparently* Feeling Punch: *ares looks like he's processing this information. Thanatos has started looking elsewhere* Actual Toaster: Loki: *He notes thanny* Hope I didn't embarass you further, haha. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Not at all. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He gives thanny a Look, but doesnt comment* If you say so, then! Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Zeus: Never have I ever done it on a kitchen counter Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Have you no decency...? Actual Toaster: Loki: *he drinks.* Actual Toaster: Zeus: Most of the time I do! Feeling Punch: Apollo: You make me look like a saint. Actual Toaster: Zeus: Frankly you aren't ​that​ bad. Feeling Punch: Apollo: okaaaaaaay! Actual Toaster: Loki: *In a low voice* You always looked saintly. Feeling Punch: Apollo: Sometimes I joke that I'm as bright as a saint's halo! Then I smash into the doorframe. Actual Toaster: Loki: As graceful as a swan, I see. Feeling Punch: Apollo: Sometimes! But we don't talk about swans. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He raises an eyebrow and tilts his head back to look up at apollo again* Are you done drying my hair? Feeling Punch: Apollo: Yeah. Actual Toaster: Loki: Then I'll go back to my spot. Feeling Punch: Apollo: Hold on a moment. My hand is caught. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he stays put.* Feeling Punch: *Apollo gets his hand UnStuck, and is now plucking hair from the little joints. how'd that get there* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he gets up and does a quick stretch, then saunters over to reclaim his spot. Of course, this means hes staring down fenrir* Gonna give me my spot back? Feeling Punch: Fenrir: Nope Actual Toaster: Loki: *he shrugs* Fine. *and he goes around the couch and leans against the back of it* Actual Toaster: *shuffle!* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Never have I ever embarrassed myself in front of an entire group of people. Actual Toaster: *loki, hades, zeus, and freya drink!* Feeling Punch: *Apollo, susano, ares, and moros drink* Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Lots of you, hm... Feeling Punch: Izanagi: It's easier than you'd think it is. Actual Toaster: Amaterasu: Ah, I believe it. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Freya: Never have I ever fallen and hurt myself because I was walking and texting! Feeling Punch: Moros: I've done both, but not at the same time! Actual Toaster: Hades: You've... fallen and hurt yourself ​because​ you were texting? Feeling Punch: Moros: I can see how! If you're not watching where you're going, you could trip on something. Easy mistake! Actual Toaster: Hades: Moros. Feeling Punch: Moros: What? Actual Toaster: Hades: The way you phrased your statement about not having done both at the same time makes it sound like you've fallen over because you were texting Feeling Punch: Moros: I meant I don't walk and text at the same time, doofus! Geez. Actual Toaster: Hades: I'm the doofus? *but he sounds amused, at least* Feeling Punch: Moros: Doofus, Lord of the Underworld! Actual Toaster: Hades: It has a nice ring to it! Actual Toaster: Loki: *He rolls his eyes and casually. Pulls izanagi's pony tail holder out* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Do you mind? Actual Toaster: Loki: Maybe, maybe not. Do you? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Somewhat. Actual Toaster: Loki: I'll give it back. *.... he proceeds to run his fingers through izanagi's hair. thats not giving it back, loki* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: *this is fine* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he looks lost in thought, there. Hes yet to give nagi back his pony tail holder, too...* Actual Toaster: *shuffles* Actual Toaster: Hades: Never have I ever used dying as an excuse to get out of something! Feeling Punch: *Thor drinks. the entire cup, once he sees nobody else drinking* Actual Toaster: Persephone: Explain Feeling Punch: Thor: I can't get the mail, I died last week, and I'm too dead to get it. Actual Toaster: Persephone: *She raises an eyebrow* Feeling Punch: Thor: Dying hurts. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: You didn't have to get the mail, at least. Feeling Punch: Thor: You fuck off Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: Where do you want me to fuck off to? Feeling Punch: Thor: As far away as possible. Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: So you want me to sit back around my father's neck and shoulders? Actual Toaster: *while this is going on, nagi gets to deal with the sudden sensation of hair being pulled. Not hard or anything! just a gentle tug* Feeling Punch: Thor: Further away! Feeling Punch: Izanagi: *he doesn't bother looking back. He recognizes the sensation* Actual Toaster: Jormungandr: That's as far as I'll go. I don't wanna be separated from my father again. Actual Toaster: Loki: ...You don't brush your hair often, do you? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I brushed it this morning. Actual Toaster: Loki: You aren't very thorough. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Only when I don't want to take twenty minutes. Actual Toaster: Loki: Ah. *he pauses, and then continues what he's doing* ...Hmm~ I could try a five-strand braid, I've been wanting to do so for a while... Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Go on ahead. Actual Toaster: Loki: *EXCELLENT. he undoes the braid he was working on, and starts that* Feeling Punch: *bonding continues* Actual Toaster: Freya: ...You're making a terrible mistake Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Who, me? Actual Toaster: Freya: Yes, you. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Why do you say that? Actual Toaster: Freya: Now that he knows you'll let him do this, you can expect him to do this a lot. And it's not just braids, either.. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: That's fine. Actual Toaster: Freya: Yeah, that's what I thought, too. Actual Toaster: Freya: Next he's going to be doing your hair for you. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I think I can make that of use. Actual Toaster: Freya: Or weaving flowers into it. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: ok Actual Toaster: Loki: *He finishes the braid, then like. drapes his arms over nagi's shoulders n rests his chin on his arm* I could do your hair next, Freya. Actual Toaster: Freya: Nevermind. Actual Toaster: Freya: ...But you're awfully cuddly today, Loki. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he shrugs* So? I usually keep people away from me. As it stands, when it comes to people I can be close to, my options are a bit limited, what with my mother living in Asgard. Actual Toaster: Freya: Eh..? Why does that matter? Actual Toaster: Loki: Heimdallr. Actual Toaster: Freya: Ah... right. Of course. I forgot...about... well, that. Actual Toaster: Loki: *he half closes his eyes* I'm not sure how you can just FORGET about that, but has he resumed his post? If he hasn't, I'll talk to Muffins about sticking with Robin for a week or two... Actual Toaster: Loki: And then I'll go visit my mother. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Battle plan! Distract Heimdall with Baldr. Profit! Actual Toaster: Loki: Are you kidding me? That would make him MORE likely to notice me! Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Distract Heimdall with Baldr, and then dive in for the kill. Profit Actual Toaster: Loki: I'm not killing Heimdall again! Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I'll not actually kill him! Actual Toaster: Loki: That's an exceptionally terrible idea! Actual Toaster: Loki: Also he can predict the future so that would never work! Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Well, then I'll just not do anything and you can suffer. Or, maybe, we can use a phone. Actual Toaster: Loki: Alternatively, you could get her to come here. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: That's a plan.. Actual Toaster: Loki: But that's a matter of convincing her to leave. Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Yeah.. Actual Toaster: Loki: But Heimdall has taken back up his post? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Duh. He lives at his post. Actual Toaster: Loki: Fffuck. Actual Toaster: Loki: Maybe if I... ... No, that won't work... hm... *he frowns and chews on his thumb* Feeling Punch: Moros: You need help over there?~ Actual Toaster: Loki: Hm? *he looks up at moros* Actual Toaster: Loki: *He straightens up *and takes his arms off izanagi* If you have any suggestions, I'll listen. Feeling Punch: Moros: Lets say, maybe, he gets called away from his post for something.. Actual Toaster: Loki: I don't think he would leave it completely unattended... Feeling Punch: Moros: What is it you guys believe about fate, again? Feeling Punch: *moros Smirks! oh no* Actual Toaster: Loki: Well, that it exists, and that it's not something that can be easily changed most of the time. Feeling Punch: Moros: Neat, I don't have to explain the concept. Actual Toaster: Freya: We have 3 goddess of fate, collectively referred to as the Norns, but.. Feeling Punch: Moros: Lets keep our fates and your fates away from each other. They might get ideas. Actual Toaster: Loki: Alright, not a bad idea. But where are you going with this? Feeling Punch: Moros: I'm just suggesting I could call in a quick favor, y'know? No biggie. Actual Toaster: Loki: *He considers this for a time* And what would you have me do in return? Feeling Punch: Moros: Go with whatever happens, I guess. *he scratches his head* All I can do is make sure you don't get utterly doomed. Actual Toaster: Loki: The sooner, the better. Feeling Punch: Moros: Gotcha. *he leans back, and makes a quick phonecall* Actual Toaster: [Atropos: *she picks up on the third ring* Yes, Moros? Has something come up?] Feeling Punch: Moros: Nothin big, Atro, just wanna call in a fav. Y'know? Actual Toaster: [Atropos: Ah. What is it?] Feeling Punch: Moros: *he conveniently switches to greek so roughly two thirds of the room can't eavesdrop.* Actual Toaster: [Atropos: Well, what would you personally have him offer in exchange? There isn't much we need.] Feeling Punch: Moros: *in the Greek* I was going to suggest money, so Clotho could go buy whatever it was she wanted this month. Actual Toaster: [Atropos: I'll ask her how much, then. *there's a pause and Atropos can be faintly asking clotho how much money she needs to buy That Thing*] Actual Toaster: [Atropos: .. Well, she said "a bajillion", but that's impossible, so 350$ should be fine..?] Feeling Punch: Moros: *still greek* That's a lot of dollars. Yeah, I think we can run that. Actual Toaster: [Atropos: Alright, then, sounds good. Have a nice rest of the evening. *and she hangs up.*] Feeling Punch: Moros: *he hangs up, and goes back to Ye Olde Englishe* I hope you carry American Dollars Actual Toaster: Loki: Eh? Usually, yeah. Feeling Punch: Moros: Cool, cool. Actual Toaster: Loki: Why...? Feeling Punch: Moros: Clotho wants, like, $350. Actual Toaster: Loki: Oh, that's it? Feeling Punch: Moros: Is that not a lot? Actual Toaster: Loki: Er, compared to what I get, not... really? Feeling Punch: Moros: Ah, good. Actual Toaster: Loki: I can give it to you now, actually... Feeling Punch: Moros: Oh, even better! Actual Toaster: Loki: *he pulls his wallet out and strolls over to moros, then hands him the decided upon amount of $$$* Feeling Punch: *OBTAINED THE HOT CASH* Actual Toaster: Loki: Well, that's out of the way, so shall we continue? Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Never have I ever done the mad search for clothes when someone knocked on the door! Actual Toaster: *hades and perse exchange. very quick glances and then look away from each other. Both drink.* Feeling Punch: Apollo: Bet it was at the same time! *he also drinks* Actual Toaster: Loki: *He drinks* Actual Toaster: Hades: *He rubs his nose* Am I obligated to answer that? Feeling Punch: Apollo: Figured. Actual Toaster: *shuffleee* Feeling Punch: Angrboda: Never have I ever had three or more kids! Actual Toaster: Zeus: Is two close enough? Feeling Punch: Angrboda: I don't wanna ask, but sure. Actual Toaster: *zeus drinks. So do perse, aphro, and ammy.* Feeling Punch: *and so does izanagi.* Feeling Punch: Thor: *he looks at Loki* Actual Toaster: Loki: What? Feeling Punch: Thor: What do you think? Actual Toaster: Loki: *He stops. Realizes what thor means. Shudders* Let's not mention it, yeah? *and he picks up jormungandr, who reclaims his Perch.* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: I'll agree, there. Lets not. Actual Toaster: Hades: Let's not what? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Discuss this topic. Actual Toaster: Hades: Which? Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Never mind. Actual Toaster: Hades: Eh? Alright, then.. Feeling Punch: *shuffle* Actual Toaster: Tsukiyomi: Never have I ever... been awake for two days straight.. Feeling Punch: Izanagi: *he takes a shot* Actual Toaster: Athena: *she also drinks.* Actual Toaster: Aphrodite: Speaking of staying up, how long are we going to prolong this game? Feeling Punch: Ares: *he considers his cup in a meaningful way* Feeling Punch: Izanagi: Until we grow bored of it? Actual Toaster: *shuffle!* Actual Toaster: Athena: Also not something I've done, but... Never have I ever drunk-texted a friend or family member something embarassing. Feeling Punch: Apollo: I feel personally attacked. *he drinks* Actual Toaster: *aphrodite drinks. So do perse and freya* Feeling Punch: Apollo: A little less personal. Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Never have I ever gotten tired of playing this. Actual Toaster: Loki: Blunt, eh? *he drinks. So do tsuki, ammy, freya, athena, aphrodite, and perse* Feeling Punch: *so does just about everyone else* Actual Toaster: Hades: I suppose now would be a good time to end this, then! Feeling Punch: Thanatos: Excellent. I have work. Actual Toaster: *So everyone disperses! Loki takes jorm and his cat with him.* Feeling Punch: *Thanatos leaves. He passes by the doorway again in full armor, chainrattling in full effect. thanny..* Actual Toaster: *No one is entirely surprised.*