Loki was glaring at his mobile phone, the thing had gone and died and of course he didn’t have charger for it- who needed one of those? He’d been trying to connect it to the World Wide Web for a while now and there was just no connection- obviously someone’s spells or enchantments were going haywire, maybe phones were not meant for travel between worlds?

Either way, Loki had gone in search of some sort of contraption to charge said phone, the shop he’d found was super shady and super full of illegal electronics but whatevs, right? The point was that Loki did not end up getting a charger for his phone. There was a small TV in the corner from which Loki watched the whole bridge debacle.

While the chaos looked like a lot of fun and great time to pull some class a practical jokes, Loki had to focus. This was the perfect chance to show how much of a good person he was and not at all an evil, mean and deceitful trickster-magpie thing!

Loki raced out of the shop a little too energetically then paused, but where did he start? What was he even supposed to do? This hero business was totes not as easy as it looked.

Scanning the surrounding area Loki saw a few denizens of Gotham mingling (probably fighting or running actually)with the escaped convicts.

“OH! Don’t worry! I’ll help you!”

Loki yelled a little too happily as he ran into the road to go stop one of the convicts from attacking someone even though in hind sight, they probably didn’t need Loki’s help and also in hind sight, Loki was not even sure how he was going to help anyway.

Oh this was going to go swimmingly.

nakedincivvies:

Wally raised an eyebrow at the kid in front of him. Something about him seemed to remind him of Billy, or y’know Captain Marvel, probably cause he was a young kid, but whatever. A little kid like him probably didn’t need to be running around the streets of Gotham alone, especially not these terrible ones! Then again, with those clothes…

“Ooh yeah, they are pretty sneaky. I mean for all I know, you’re a villain too, dude.”

He hardly thought that was the case, but it was a pretty simple way of finding out on who’s side this kid was. His clothes were peculiar and reminded him of the sorts of clothes superpowered kids often wore, so it was highly likely that he too had powers of his own. Maybe it would be best if they stuck together for now.

“You’ve never—!”

Wally was shocked! How had this kid never heard of some of the world’s worst villains?! Well, his next statement seemed to clear that up – he definitely wasn’t from around here.

“Midgard? Uh, yeah, this is Earth. Dude, you’re totally not from here are you? Maybe you need some help uh…look, my name’s Kid Flash, what can I call you?”

“I think we should keep moving, just by the way. We’re basically sitting ducks out here.”

Loki’s facial expression was one of pure and utter shock. He waved his hands in front of him and shook his head.

“What?!?! Noooo, I’m not a villain! I’m not a villain at all! I really, really don’t want to be a villain either!”

Did that mean that he was dressed like a villain? Loki hoped not, maybe he had too much black on. That might be it, after all this guy was a hero and he was wearing yellow which was like a bright, happy colour. But so was green, right? Green was a good colour, that was a happy colour. Black on the other hand…well black was not a happy colour but did that mean that only villains were allowed to wear black? That wasn’t very fair! Maybe Loki was just overreacting. After all most of the people in this place were not dressed like super heroes or villains.

Loki paused his intriguing thought process about super heroes and villains and how you could tell who was what when the yellow clad person exclaimed something. Loki did not say anything as he was waiting for the other person to finish the sentence but apparently the end of the sentence was not happening. Was it the comment that Loki had made out those super heroes? Well it was true, he’d never heard of them! If this was Midgard then obviously those heroes that this guy had listed weren’t very good heroes or surely Loki would know about them! They weren’t in the Avengers and they weren’t the x-men (those being the groups Loki knew the most about), maybe they were another super hero team who just were not as cool? That must have been it.

And apparently this was Midgard.

“Well, no, I’m not from your realm, but I have been here before! I’ve just never been to this exact place. But it’s totes cool to make your acquaintance. I’m Loki!”

The Midgardian slang that Loki had been picking up recently and the normal way of speaking that every Asgardian was used to did not mesh at all. It was hilarious if anything and the beginnings of a new hybrid language, one that no one other than Loki would ever master or actually be able to translate into a comprehensible tongue. But that wasn’t the point. The point was that Loki had been to Midgard before- you know Asgard had kind of crashed there and all that. He knew what Midgard was but he’d never been to (or heard of, for that matter) this city.

And apparently this city was kind of a big deal given this whole super hero and villain nonsense which surprised Loki that no one had mentioned it before. And apparently it was like super dangerous too, which surprised Loki even more than none of the super heroes that he knew of where here. Speaking of this city being dangerous-

“Well, personally I don’t think I’m a duck. You on the other hand are wearing bright yellow. Not that there’s anything wrong with yellow, I’m just saying that you look like more of a duck than me.”

Loki pointed out as politely as possible. He fell silent then grinned sheepishly.

“Er, I mean, which way should we go?”

Now was not the time to make enemies, Loki.

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Journey Into Mystery (2011) #622

sacrificialsafeguard:

The animated response to her attire was unexpected, but a welcomed confidence boost none the less. The fact that even one just one person had noticed it enough to make a comment brought an even sunnier smile to the girl’s lips.

“Really?” beaming proudly, a tinge of pink scattered across her cheeks at the compliment.

“Thank you, but I-I’m not cool at all! No way, I’m sure you are a lot cooler than me!!” She insisted, waving both hands frantically in front of her chest. There was no way she could openly accept such a kind words~ It was only a little paper mache and some very basic handiwork!

When the source of her own powers had been questioned, Orihime paused wondering if revealing her abilities just yet was a wise move. It wouldn’t’t hurt to tell someone if they were an accomplice though right?  ”Doughnut…powers? Ahh no, not quite!”

Within seconds, her wild imagination spilled and was conjuring all kinds of awesome super doughnut related powers she could have potentially wielded. Like lead doughnuts that could be catapulted…from her mouth that would explode upon impact! However, Orhime was very attached to her hairpins and the abilities that came with them, she’d never consider exchanging them for anything.

Her daydreaming being brought to a halt by the sudden dampening of his expression, slight feeling of guilt began gnawing away at her. It hadn’t been Orihime’s intention to show off! She just wanted to look as professional as all the other heroes and not be a let down to the title’s reputation.

Kneeling towards the floor so that she became eye level with the green clad boy, slowly outstretching her hand to rest faintly on the crown on his head.

“I think your outfit looks perfect to fight villains!” she reassured “But, if you like we can look around for something else, together?”

Loki crossed his arms in response. On Asgard, accepting praise was something everyone did but on Midgard it was a custom the humans had (one that Loki did not fully understand) that you had to act like it wasn’t a big deal even if something was. For instance ‘woah, you are so cool, you destroyed an army of villains!’ On Asgard, the person being congratulated would spent the next three hours recounting every detail whereas on the earth the response was to say that it ‘wasn’t a big deal’ or ‘oh no, my BFF helped too’ or something weird like that.

But this was Midgard, not Asgard soooo-

“What? No! You have more bright colours than me which makes you cooler!”

Was Loki doing the whole modesty thing right? It was worth a shot but Loki did not see this Midgardian custom working very well.

“Soooo you don’t have doughnut related powers?”

Or did she? ‘Not quiet’ wasn’t really an answer. Where they ind of doughnut related and sort of not? Like were they just dough related powers? Loki did not know.

What the god of trickery did know was that he thought that doughnut related powers was the coolest thing ever, like what if you used them as throwing weapons or grenades or bombs! Like you could leave dougnuts lying around for villains and then when they ate them they exploded and boom! No more villains, right? How cool would that be? Loki still thought doughnut shurikens was a cooler idea though, no one would see it coming! One moment you’d be holding a doughnut and then next moment- whoosh! Shurikens!

Buuuut, apparently this girl didn’t have doughnut related powers, so what were her powers then? Weren’t you supposed to call yourself something that related to your powers? Obviously, Asgardians did not do this but heroes on Midgard did and this was Midgard after all, right?

Apparently so.

Speaking of Midgardian customs though, this girl still had a cooler outfit than him. Loki wondered if he should change then, once he’d stolen an x-men uniform but ithad been a little big so he’d ditched that eventually. His outfit was alright but if heroes were supposed to have cooler outfits then really, Loki ought to change right? Oh dear, he was wearing too much black, he was already a terrible hero-

“Really?”

Loki beamed happily when the girl spoke again, his mood going immediately from feeling like a useless hero before even starting to being ready to kick some butt again.

“‘Cause like, I was totes thinking of a cape, right? They’re really flashy and seriously dramatic buuuuuut I don’t really know how practical they are-“

Thor had a cape, but he was the god of thunder. You couldn’t be the god of thunder without a cape. Loki wasn’t sure if the god of trickery, mischief and generally being a nuisance went with the whole cape idea. It was worth a shot though, right?

elegantsting:

Traces of sweat gleamed against her skin in place of what ought to have been old wounds and claret bloodstains. That had been the last thing she recalled, battle. The flames, the explosions, her Gunmen… Adiane abandoned those last remnants of jolted memories in favour of inspecting the unsanitary, besmirched area in which she had wandered into ensuing the mysterious phone call.

Brows knit together tightly as she stomped an infuriated march down one of Gotham‘s more barren streets, searching for something a little more receptive than a telephone booth to vent her anger on. What the fuck was this place? The surface, yes - but not the sand covered expanse and scorching temperatures she was used to.

Hah! Had someone tried to take liberties with her? With the Elegant Adiane? Impossible, the mere contemplation that she could be defiled by such lesser beings sent the female general spiralling into a whirlpool of ungoverned rage.The crimson scorpion tail protruding from her spine thrashed erratically behind her, growing wilder with each new accusation that was spat fiercely into thin air.

A captive?! If she were truly such, then her abductors should have shown no mercy, revoke all liberties. Yet here she was, free to move, unbound and allowed to roam any area as she pleased. Big mistake, one Adiane had every intention to make them sourly regret.

“WHO THE HELL DO YOU VERMIN THINK YOU ARE?”

The harsh scream of challenge ripped itself from her throat, as the large stinger crowning her insect appendage embedded itself into the bricks of a nearby wall.

“TAKING ME, THE ELEGANT ADIANE, PRISONER?”

“I’LL CRUSH YOU HUMAN SCUM LIKE BUGS, JUST WATCH ME!”

Loki was still working out the whole ‘hero versus villain’ thing, mainly because he hadn’t found anyone to fight yet.

Because, like, if you were supposed to be a hero and you were supposed to fight villains, what did you do when there were no villains to fight?

Loki was still new to being the hero this time, well it was not like he was good at being a villain either. His previous incarnation would have been good at being a villain, or something like that, but this Loki wasn’t really sure what to do. He’d try to be a hero before but everything he did ended up causing more chaos and more destruction and Loki just ended up getting into more and more trouble every time he tried to do something good.

It was the worst.

But Loki really did want to help, he wanted to be a hero but he wasn’t sure where to start really.

Loki decided a good place to start would be when he heard some crazy lady yelling loudly and a loud crashing noise.

A fight? Loki beamed and then looked around frantically, trying to work out where the noise was coming from.

Luckily, there was another angry yell and Loki managed to pinpoint the source- which also happened to be some sort of lady with a scorpion tail, angrily beating up on…a wall.

Loki felt bad for the wall, seriously, what had that wall ever done to hurt anyone? Probably nothing but still, the wall was basically getting the crap beaten out of it. Loki was currently standing with his head poking round the corner of said wall…which was probably the worst idea…ever.

“Lady! Hey! Hey, yeah- yoouuuuu have major anger management issues, like seriously- are you okay?”

You were just trying to be helpful, that’s what heroes did, right?

timeoffear:

Jonathan Crane came to a halt, blue eyes staring calmly about as he fixed his grip on his briefcase. Soon, it would be time to act. A slight sigh escaped his lips and he pulled off his glasses with a quick swipe of his hand, slipping them into his pocket as had become a habit of his. As usual, he would wait patiently, as a predator would do for its prey.

He did not have to hunt for victims, for they would find him first.

With a faint click, he opened the briefcase, the light from the streetlamps casting dark shadows over the contents of the container, rendering them hardly visible to any strangers that may have been observing so late at night.

Within moments, he had pulled the mask over his face, eyes glittering with a calm sort of amusement.

The briefcase snapped closed and he moved on, continuing down the street as though there was nothing peculiar about his appearance at all. It was not a silent night, no— that was hardly ever the case, but the faint smell of rain could be sensed, and for a moment, it had seemed as though the screeches and honking of cars had subsided.

He silently continued. Soon, as he had only expected would happen, a thug had crossed his path. A small amount of yelling and jeering had gone by, the tall psychiatrist remaining quiet until he finally decided to act. 

One faint word could be heard emitted from him before he moved—

“Boo.”

Scarecrow lunged, shooting a spray of fear toxin towards the man’s face. One might have thought that he had attacked merely for the sake of silencing him, but that was not the case— the man fell to his knees, screaming in terror as the hallucinations took over..

..But the Gothamite did nothing more. Rather, he turned away and continued on. He doubted anyone would be able to help the poor fellow in time to save his life.

It was time to return.

Loki wasn’t really sure what he was going to do. On one hand, this was the perfect opportunity for him to prove that he was a good guy. The Asgardians would finally stop comparing him to his former self and people would trust him for once! But the problem was that there were no Asgardians here so how were they going to know all the good and decent and upright deeds that Loki was going to do? This was such an issue! But Loki had decided that he was going to be a hero anyway, not just to prove to people but also to show himself that he was able to be a good guy! He could do this!

But Gotham was just the shadiest place ever, the small god of trickery did not even know where to start. Everywhere he looked was just super shady and full of shady looking people and just…well whatevs.

Loki was wondering aimlessly wondering how one went around finding villains to fight. The only villains that he had fought were from another realm, they did not show up in cities and challenge heroes to fights. So how did a hero find villains then? Loki did not know, maybe he had to find some sort of chaos (and not be the one making it for once), maybe he could find a villain there. It was a long shot but Loki did not really have anything else. So where was he likely to find a fight? Probably in the shadier areas of this already shady place.

It was not long until Loki heard screaming. But instead of freaking out, the small god’s face broke into a large grin as he ran off, trying to find the source of the screaming. Said source of screaming was some random guy, on his knees. Loki was not sure what to do, people had gathered but no one was doing anything. Besides, Loki didn’t care about that person. He needed to find the person who had caused the guy’s pain because they were probably a villain!

Loki looked around, maybe he had to find someone suspicious…sure that worked! Ignoring the poor guy in pain on the floor (because Loki’s morals were dubious at best) he noticed someone walking away from the scene rather calmly), well if that wasn’t suspicious enough then Loki did not know what was!

The small god of mischief, ducked out of the crowd and chased after the guy walking away.

“Hey! You! Yeah! You with the creepy sack on your head!”

This guy had a sack on his head? THAT WAS TOTES SUSPICIOUS.

nakedincivvies:

Wally couldn’t even try and pretend that he knew Gotham as well as Robin did. Sure, he’d been here a couple of times to help out in certain occasions, but he hadn’t really spent any time figuring out where he was going. He received directions and then sped off. So now that he was stuck here with no guide, he was certainly in trouble. At least he’d managed to get out of the Narrows, and he was (somewhat) safe for now. Really, parading around a place like this in a suit that screamed superhero wasn’t the brightest idea.

But still, he had no idea here he was! No idea where his team was or even if they were here or not, and no idea what the heck he was supposed to do here. He didn’t know if this was some sort of covert mission Batman would be filling him and the rest of the team in on later or what, but he sure was getting annoyed.

Not to mention hungry.

He opened the compartment on his wrist, and grinned to himself as he found a protein bar. He began to munch down until suddenly—

“Are you a hero or a villain? And who do we have to fight?”

Wally raised an eyebrow as he turned on his heel to look at a younger, costumed kid much like him, pointing straight at him.

“Uh, hero. Thought it was pretty obvious? And the bad guys, doy. Here in Gotham that’s uh…let’s see. Joker, Scarecrow, not sure about Catwoman…man, I’m not the Gotham expert, that’s Rob.”

Well, this guy actually seemed to know what was going on! Did that mean that Loki was the only one who didn’t know what was going on? Well that was not okay at all! The god of trickery always needed to know what was going on! This was totes not cool! Not cool at all!

“Alright well I was just wondering but I mean you’re certainly not dressed like a villain, I was just checking! Villains can be pretty sneaky sometimes!”

Loki responded with a knowing nod, of course he did not actually know. He hadn’t really fought any villains that went around in costume. The only villains he’d been stuck fighting were things like Nightmare and creatures of other realms- you know, fun people!

Okay, so they weren’t actually that fun. In fact, Nightmare was really lame but like whatevs, right? They totes counted as real villains.

And of course, Loki had no memories of when he was a villain but we were going to drop that for the time being.

“Whaaaat? Never heard of any of those guys before! Er, this is Midgard -I mean earth, right??”

Might as well make sure he was still on the right planet at least. It seemed to be Midgard, there were humans everywhere and the city looked like a human city. But no one had ever mentioned any of those villains before, if they were that important surely he could have heard about them, right? Maybe he could ask Ikol, of course, Loki remembered a little too late that Ikol was not there.

sacrificialsafeguard:

It wasn’t perfect, but Orihime was proud of the progress she’d made on her super hero costume. Unable to relax properly in her strange new living space, the girl had stayed up all night jotting down various designs until eventually she’d succumbed to sleep, sprawled out over the piles of papers.

So far, the outfit was nothing more than brightly coloured pink and lilac spangled cloak, with beads embroided into the shape of an iced doughnut on the back! In addition, she’d constructed a special headpiece out of an old headband and paper mache, adhering to the doughnut theme, with a small circular shape protruding from a silver antenna on top of her head.

Yes, Orihime was well on her way to being just like the cute super hero/magical girl defender of justice characters she read in manga and comic books back home! Now, time to actually put her efforts into action and rid Gotham of its evil doers! The faster she helped the city, the quicker she would be returned to Karakura Town and reunited with her friends, right?

Paroling the streets just as the sun was starting to set over the horizon, Orihime paced up and down the walk way, seemingly oblivious to the odd stares she received as a result of her attire no doubt, until she was brusquely interrupted by a little boy pointing dramatically towards her.

“Ehh??” Almond orbs blinked in surprise at the sudden questioning, before flexing her arm (muscles??) and striking a typically heroic pose, like the ones commonly seen on the front of most marvel comics.

“Oh, I am glad you asked, I am a hero and my name is…ah uhhmmm super magical icing doughnut girl!!”

Maybe the name would need a little altering at some point, being the mouthful it was.

“Ano, I’m not sure who we have to fight…do you know any villains?”

Loki paused for a moment with a surprised facial expression. This girl certainly had a very interesting outfit, you could tell right away that she was a hero because -you know- villains tended to wear darker colours and stuff except like not everyone counted in that stereotype because then the x-men had different outfits and some of those were darker and they were good and- you know what? That did not matter right now.

The point was, this girl had a super interesting outfit, did she make it herself?

“You are sooooooo cool!”

Loki responded rather enthusiastically. Were all the heroes in this place this cool? Loki looked around, no one else seemed to be wearing anything as cool as this girl, but maybe that’s because they were obviously not as cool as her then!

“So what are your powers then? Do you like- throw donuts at people? ‘Cause that sounds like an awesome power!”

Loki was not even being sarcastic right now- sure there were lots of superheroes with awesome powers but what was more surprising to an enemy- dealing with an enemy with super strength or, you know, a giant hammer or dealing with an enemy with donut related powers? Loki’s bet was on the donut powers. But of course the small god of trickery did not bet- because that always ended badly.

“Well…nooooo, I should probably go find some though…I don’t actually know what’s going on buuut whatevs, right?”

Loki responded with a shrug. He didn’t actually know what was going on aside from having to fight some villains but what else did he need to know? It was pretty straight forward-

Loki paused.

“But…I don’t think I have a cool enough outfit to fight villains…”

Loki pulled a sad face, especially next to this girl he was totes under dressed to go uphold justice. Like really.

Loki put the phone down, there was a huge grin plastered on his face.

The small god of trickery looked around, he turned around in a circle looking down at the floor then repeated the same action but looking in the sky. Loki crossed his arms and frowned then called out rather loudly.

“Ikol?!?! Heeeyyyy! Evil version of meeeee?”

There was no answer and the small god of mischief and generally being a nuisance punched the air and grinned again. He was finally free of the magpie version of the previous reincarnation of him, not that he did not like the company but sometimes being told by the evil version of you that you were not evil enough got repetitive and boring.

Mostly just repetitive. Yes Ikol we got it, Loki was not evil right now, can you just stop talking? Loki wondered if he was able to stop the magpie talking, but his previous reincarnation could also used magic so…that probably would not work.

Anyway, Loki had stuff to do- people to save, villains to troll, milkshake bars to find (oh right where was Leah) and most importantly um, he had somewhere to live (that wasn’t a hole in the ground) and he needed to find that too.

Well this was going to be a great adventure, wasn’t it?

But first, Loki needed to find out who was a villain and who wasa hero. And didn’t heroes get outfits too?

“Hey, you!”

Loki pointed at the nearest person.

“Are you a hero or a villain? And who do we have to fight?”

Loki was getting way to into this already. After all, you couldn’t die, you were Loki but you were most certainly not going to become a villain!

Er…hopefully.

Application:

• Personal: ariel-la-la
• Character Name: Loki
• Character’s Series: Journey Into Mystery (Marvel)
• Brief Biography/History: Loki the god of trickery died, but having erased his name from the book of dead he just got reincarnated…as a kid. Thor went to find Loki to restore his memories and thus Asgard ended up with a mini god of mischief running around trying to do good and failing rather miserably. He unleashed the fire god Serta and Odin’s mortal enemy in order to destroy Dark Asgard and is now just trying to correct all of his mistakes- the ones from this life and the ones he does not even remember. It’s a rather interesting undertaking…
• Weapons/Abilities: No weapons and a lot of magic basically which includes but is not limited to shape shifting, making barriers, throwing magic at people and making spells.
• What type of character will they be— Villain or Hero?: Hero :D
• Personality: Loki is the ultimate trickster, in that respect he is a lot like his previous reincarnations. But he is also not as destructive (or well- deliberately destructive) and actually cares about what people think. He tries to do good but as the god of trickery, chaos just sort of follows wherever he goes.
• Brief RP sample:

Being the god of trickery was a full time job especially when you did not realize what exactly you were doing or -more fitting- what exactly you had done. Luckily for Loki, or not so much, he had the embodiment of his previous memories following him aroung in the guise of a judgmental, tricky and rather annoying, talking magpie. Because why not, right?

But sometimes, the embodiment of the evil version of yourself was the only person (did it count as a person) Loki could really rely on. The small god of trickery was currently looking for one of the other people that he could count on. It was also not a person, it was Thori- the obnoxious hel hound. Loki could not actually count on Thori but Loki liked to think that Thori would one day warm up to him…

One day.

Apparently, Leah had gotten sick of the dog who kept spitting fire in her ‘hole in the ground’ and kicked it out. And now Loki was looking for it.

“Thori! Hey! Thoriiiiii!”

The dog did not actually respond to this name, it responded to ‘the death that prowls on four legs’ and things like that- but not Thori. But the hel hound was stubborn and Loki was exactly the same, he was not going to let the dog win.

The god of mischief and generally being a nuisance stopped and looked around, why did Leah live in a hole in the middle of the forest? Oh right, that was the only place she could live. Well it was a terrible place to lose a hel hound, maybe if Loki just followed the smell of fire or…

Was that smoke in the distance?

Loki shook his head and sighed, he bet anything that was his hel hound and it would probably be a good idea to get him before an Asgardian found him and things for bad. Whoops.