VIDEO. UN: LOKI

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[ the sound of the wind storm hollows dully against the cave walls. Loki's squidge, Bacon, can half be seen crawling in the confines of his tacky green jacket and over his knee from where he sits, sometimes ducking and squeaking when a particularly large gust hits. to keep it from screaming, Loki offers his fingers absently, which the little squidge pulls on with its pudgy arms before ducking low again. ]

Hello there, it seems like we'll be waiting this out for some time considering the weather-type circumstances. While we're all rotting away, etcetera etcetera, I thought we could amuse ourselves with a game. A little bit of team bonding funtimes, so to say. [ he twists a dark nailed hand in the air, gesturing. ]

Soo—oo ... it's called Two Truths and a Lie. How do you play? Glad you asked, it's simple! Give two true statements about yourself and add a lie to the mix, shake it up then toss it out there and see if your team members know you well enough to spot the lie.

Usually this is done with copious amounts of alcohol, but we're lacking at the moment. [ pause. ] But—ah—you could always enjoy the satisfaction of being right. It's not like we're doing much else.

NOTE | Feel free to threadjack if that's your thing!! :****

Comments

[evantuality]

[Well, if he wants to make Evan make that face again...]

Now, I've never heard of a transmissible curse, but there you are, I suppose. Incest usually comes with more genetic problems than, say, metaphysical ones, although I can imagine finding out after the fact that your father is also your brother would do a number on the mental health.

[Here's Evan, trying to un-squick himself by babbling semantics.]

Thank you for the tale, Achilles. You've got a knack for storytelling.

[heelies]

The art of storytelling is much celebrated by my people. There are men whose skill in spinning tales far bests my own, but nonetheless your fair compliments do honor me.

[Here were more words which he knows not, however.]

But what is this you are saying? Do not such unthinkable crimes bring misfortune upon those who dare commit them across all lands? Surely for all the differences among races of men there cannot exist any land where spoiling mother or daughter would go unpunished.

[evantuality]

Well, no -- I mean, if you're talking about legal consequences, that's complicated and depends on where the person lives. Where I live we don't believe in the death penalty, so it's not likely anyone would die for it... but I don't know anywhere where the social consequences of that kind of a mistake wouldn't be drastic.

[Of course, he's never looked into incest laws back home, and now he's curious despite himself.]

Even then, though, I doubt anyone would hold it against the children for being unlucky enough to be born from such a disaster. It's not exactly their fault.

[heelies]

No, the fruits borne by so sinful a bed cannot be culpable, for none would choose to live such a life - but then no man may decide his fate. He is helpless against the current which rushes him along his course. It seems to me such unfortunate creatures ought to be pitied rather than blamed.