1st Floor on my Castle
[Hi Thor. It's not the tiny ten year old again.
This time, it's the tiny twenty year old. He is exactly five foot tall and quite slender, quite different to the stocky and well built ten year old he was a while ago. He's dressed in an entirely black suit, open to his collar bones. But he has apparently gotten over his no wearing white rule, since he happens to have a particularly awesome fluffy collar on his jacket. He has the same messy golden hair and distinctly bright blue eyes, and is just as pale as always. Basically, he's somewhere between being sinister and adorable. Like. Really freaking adorable. It's not helped by the constant soft smile he has.
He's also lounging on what appears to be a throne made from a giant skull. Those who are familiar with him may recognise that he's in his dungeon, but the whole thing looks slightly different. Smoother and more complete somehow.]
Well, I've cleaned up my old dungeon, prepared some presents for myself when I return to normal and reacquainted myself with Thor life.
[He might look adorable, but his voice is what really does it. It's incredibly sweet and softly spoken. It's like listening to how the feeling of silk would sound.]
Now I'm dangerously low on distractions. In my experience, that's generally a rather bad thing.
((ooc: So, here he is! Replies will come from whatisthatman))
This time, it's the tiny twenty year old. He is exactly five foot tall and quite slender, quite different to the stocky and well built ten year old he was a while ago. He's dressed in an entirely black suit, open to his collar bones. But he has apparently gotten over his no wearing white rule, since he happens to have a particularly awesome fluffy collar on his jacket. He has the same messy golden hair and distinctly bright blue eyes, and is just as pale as always. Basically, he's somewhere between being sinister and adorable. Like. Really freaking adorable. It's not helped by the constant soft smile he has.
He's also lounging on what appears to be a throne made from a giant skull. Those who are familiar with him may recognise that he's in his dungeon, but the whole thing looks slightly different. Smoother and more complete somehow.]
Well, I've cleaned up my old dungeon, prepared some presents for myself when I return to normal and reacquainted myself with Thor life.
[He might look adorable, but his voice is what really does it. It's incredibly sweet and softly spoken. It's like listening to how the feeling of silk would sound.]
Now I'm dangerously low on distractions. In my experience, that's generally a rather bad thing.
((ooc: So, here he is! Replies will come from whatisthatman))