[Guess who is getting an offering altar set up for him with chocolate and other goodies by a Pagan who doesn't know he's there?]
Hail Loki, Prince of Asgard, Patron God of Pranksters everywhere, and One of the Usual Suspects When Murphy's Law Hits. I hope you like chockachip cookies because they're the only sort I'm really good at making....
...suddenly I have ice cream to make up for my lack of chocolate chip cookies. Mmm.fairlyadvancedAugust 1 2011, 00:00:23 UTC
[Was someone actually praying to him? That was unusual enough to check out.
He was perfectly happy with the cookies. In fact, he scampered up to the alter and bit down into one right then and there without even trying to hide. Of course, it was probably a bit unusual for a fox to happily munch on cookies in front of an alter laid out by a human who hadn't exactly left the area yet.
As if just then noticing said mortal, the fox looked up with half a cookie sticking out of his mouth...before running off with the stolen sweet, playfully looking over his shoulder at the generous pagan.]
Mmmm, all the sweet things. /grabby handsfairlyadvancedAugust 1 2011, 00:23:32 UTC
[She was playing his game, oh good! He scampered away as soon as she got near, stopping a distance away and repeating the process several times, slippery as an eel. The cookie disappeared some time in the chase, and it became apparent after a few runs that he was heading back towards the altar for another.]
[He practically hops into the pile of cookies and lays down in the middle of them. His tail swishes around them and shuffles them closer. He looks more like a hoarding dragon than a mischievous fox at the moment.]
[She comes panting up a few moments later.] Oho. So that's...uhh...yours, huh? [A little head-shake while her shoulders continue to tremble with laughter.]
[Wanda hesitated over and sat down in front of the altar. She was within nosebiting reach, but just watched rather innocently.] Okay, if this isn't a divine sign I'm part goose.
[Oooooooh, there was an idea. For a second it looked as though the fox were snickering silently. Then its head tilted to one side "innocently" before quickly nodding its head up and down.]
[ooc: obscure muse disclaimer - Dillon is sort of human, but with cosmic powers of order. Although looking at his history, no one would blame you if you mistook him for an agent of chaos instead.]
Fffft, sure he does. :3fairlyadvancedAugust 1 2011, 00:26:14 UTC
[He hesitates. He didn't actually want to play ...but his brother had stolen off with his latest book and moping about it wasn't really going to do him any good.
He made a motion with his hands and whispered a soft word of magic. There was about a bucketful of snow and ice that suddenly fell onto Dillon's head without warning.]
Really! It's snow! Loki's good with snow. =3fucksentropyAugust 1 2011, 00:39:07 UTC
[He splutters and laughs. Well, if magic is allowed, Dillon won't count what he does as cheating either. He looks at the snowy landscape around them, really looks, finding the underlying structures, the lines of cause and effect. He tosses his next snowball right where the system is weakest, and setting off a reaction that dumps a chunk of crumbling snowbank on Loki.]
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Hail Loki, Prince of Asgard, Patron God of Pranksters everywhere, and One of the Usual Suspects When Murphy's Law Hits. I hope you like chockachip cookies because they're the only sort I'm really good at making....
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He was perfectly happy with the cookies. In fact, he scampered up to the alter and bit down into one right then and there without even trying to hide. Of course, it was probably a bit unusual for a fox to happily munch on cookies in front of an alter laid out by a human who hadn't exactly left the area yet.
As if just then noticing said mortal, the fox looked up with half a cookie sticking out of his mouth...before running off with the stolen sweet, playfully looking over his shoulder at the generous pagan.]
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[She blinked at the fox in sheer shock...and then burst into giggles as he bounded off.] He-hey! [She gave chase around her laughter.]
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[ooc: obscure muse disclaimer - Dillon is sort of human, but with cosmic powers of order. Although looking at his history, no one would blame you if you mistook him for an agent of chaos instead.]
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He made a motion with his hands and whispered a soft word of magic. There was about a bucketful of snow and ice that suddenly fell onto Dillon's head without warning.]
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