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ghostiegwennie · 4 months ago

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thē tri¢kŞtēr & thē ຟit¢h: 2/1

I know that voice. Well look whos back on Earth-616. The Master of Mischief himself, the walker of skies & wizard of lies Loki of Asgard. I shook my head while still suspended in the air. I hate magic. I really do. Oh that breeze is nice, it's moving the near by trees, & the grass dramatically. Almost like anime. Wait. I look over to the god & the wind blew around him dramatically. Is Loki doing this? The dramatic bitch always did LOVE his theatrics.

"Heya Diva. Thanks for the assist 'n all but could ya move th' theatrics along? Like I don'mind hangin out with ya 'nd all, but can we drop th' dead weight? This bitch is kind of a DRAG." So I have picked up a thing or two from MISTER Doctor Sorcerer Supreme, like how to reach out and talk to people telepathically. The stronger the connection with the person, or god, the easier it was to telepathically communicate. It just so happens that Gwen had a friendship with this being. They hung out, had a rivalry, had a battle of wits, hung out some more but, you know, in space. It was fun.

OOOOOOoooooooOOOOooo!!!!

So it appears that our deified friend has distracted this weBITCH, I can feel like I can move a little. Or maybe its her god-awful MONOLOGUING. Almost there. GOT IT!

THWIP!!!!!

Doing my best to aim as quick as I could, seeing as I had NO fuckin idea when she was going to stop monologuing or notice that she was loosening her grip on me. The web hit true, right across her annoying fucking mouth.

"GOTCH'YA EN-CUNT-RESS! Can't say shit now can ya?" I shouted, vocally this time, right as Enchantress lost her hold & I fell from my suspended spot in the air. Thud, Oof. Owie.

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Loki had most recently TURNED OVER A NEW LEAF, as it were.

Buy and large, that meant that he was no longer living his life as though it were some sort of GAME OR CONQUEST. There was nothing that he had to prove to strangers, to beings whose names he wasn't even aware of. It had taken quite the string of events to bring him to this revelation, including but not limited to LITERALLY AND ENTIRELY STARTING THE MULTIVERSE OVER ANEW, but however TURBULENT the path had been, the trickster had arrived at the conclusions that allowed him to finally feel as though he were living for HIMSELF.

Truly, it was LIBERATING...but alas, that didn't mean that it was always the most THRILLING existence. Sort of akin to the feeling of peeking behind the curtain at a magic show, Loki was now aware of the sort of possibilities the multiverse held. The god hadn't lost his sense of wonder when he'd shed the title of AGENT OF ASGARD in order to become the GOD OF STORIES...but there had been a fair amount of desensitization after he had essentially told the ELDER GODS OF ALL CREATION to go take a long walk off of a short cliff.

As of late, Loki had been traversing realms with destinations that were both new and familiar. He'd managed to stir up a bit of mostly harmless trouble on a trip to MUSPELHEIM, but when Surtr had started to form his armies in all of his dramatics, the trickster had evacuated himself from the fiery landscape.

New York was more familiar than other places to him on Midgard, and he had a sorted past with the location. Which was, without a doubt, an IMMENSE UNDERSTATEMENT. It was all a matter of perspective, though, and Loki's perspective was that he had earned some good graces after having ensured the speedy and intricate recreation of all reality. To humanity's credit, the barista had served him the coffee he ordered, allowing him to walk out of the café feeling pleased and sipping at the incredibly sugary latte.

To humanity's DISCREDIT, that latte wound up suddenly flying out of his hand and ending up stuck to the brick wall of another building. Loki moved through a handful of emotions from the loss of his drink; shock, confusion, disappointment...and finally, frustration. The god deadpanned before turning on his heel to look for where the substance had come from. It appeared to be...WEBBING? Ahh...one of the many and various SPIDER-HUMANS that disproportionally occupied New York City, all across the expanding multiverse.

Loki took a deep breath, failing to stop himself from rolling his eyes but managing to keep his irritation from becoming too much. See? CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.

What he saw next though, as he was ensuring that there hadn't been any coffee spilled on his clothes, was enough to make him realize that he was going to get to utilize his frustration at his lost drink.

With a deliberate tilt of his head, his appearance shifted, his black-on-black suit becoming a set of only SLIGHTLY ornate green and black armor with trimmings of gold near the finer details. The final accessory was a horned helm that was notably less ostentatious than his previous incarnations, the horns being a subtle addition to the headwear rather than THE MAIN FOCUS. A flourish of his hand summoned a wooden staff with a bright blue ball of fire that hovered as a centerpiece atop the scepter.

The magic-user combating the Spider-Witch was indeed and UNFORTUNATELY familiar to Loki. He gave a wave of his staff in front of him and crafted platforms for himself to use. Leaping into the air, it was a few light jumps before he landed no more than twenty feet away from the disgraced Asgardian.

"Oh, COME NOW, Amora," he shifted his weight on his feet as he stayed standing upon the golden disc of a platform that he'd created, "have you nothing better to do than torment the mortals? Truly?"

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