Loki

 

Full name: Loki Asgar

Birthdate: Immortal

Appearance: Loki's colors are red and black, and he will wear them at all times, even when in another form. In a human type form, he has jet black hair, and striking crimson eyes, with an air of mischief about them.He wears a pair of magic boots that grant him water walking, speed, flying, and travel.

Family: None that he likes

Hobbies: Loki can change shape at will,though he usually relies on his suggestion powers to force beings to succumb to his will.To look upon his face for more than a moment, is to be open to his suggestions.

Occupation: Avatar of the Norse god of mischief, strife and fire. Full time pain in the arse.

Species: God

Relationship status: Women are fun

Background: See Loki's Song

Religion(if any): Himself

Any other information: Loki's Song:
     I was born in battle's fire
     Laid beside my mother's corpse
     My toys the ravens of the field
     My lullabies the screams of horse

     But when that storm god you all praise
     Walks the earth and shatters trees
     You huddle close beside my gift
     And whisper prayers beside the spit
     And as the woodsmoke turns and twists
     You owe your lives to sly Loki.

     Odin saw me on the field
     And recognized his bastard son
     There he claimed me for his own
     Heir to all that he had won

     But when that storm god you all praise
     Walks the earth and shatters trees
     You huddle close beside my gift
     And whisper prayers beside the spit
     And as the woodsmoke turns and twists
     You owe your lives to sly Loki.

     I am the slyest of the gods
     Fire is the gift I gave
     I am swifter than the wind
     And none can match the tricks I've played

     But when that storm god you all praise
     Walks the earth and shatters trees
     You huddle close beside my gift
     And whisper prayers beside the spit
     And as the woodsmoke turns and twists
     You owe your lives to sly Loki.

     What is the honor they give me?
     Denied a seat in Odin's hall
     Forbidden fruits from Idun's tree
     And cast outside of Asgard's walls

     But when that storm god you all praise
     Walks the earth and shatters trees
     You huddle close beside my gift
     And whisper prayers beside the spit
     And as the woodsmoke turns and twists
     You owe your lives to sly Loki.

     So sit beside the fires gleam
     And count the wrongs that I have borne
     I wait for Ragnarok and dream
     Hark! Is that the battles horn?

Quote: "Ragnarok is comming.. .are you ready?"

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