regarding the movie and the hilarity of it all (spoiler comments)

[performanceanxiety]

You think yourself funny, don't you.

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[49feet]

[Just snickering forever and ever and ever.]

To be fair, my mun and I thought it was kinda funny, too.

[fistmele]

What, the humor lost on you?

[performanceanxiety]

Oh, you think it funny, do you?

[performanceanxiety]

I could ask the same to you - you missed your own joke completely.

[49feet]

Gotta admit, watching you get smacked around after that big 'I'm a God' speech is really, really funny.

[fulltiltdiva]

And here I thought myself unsuccessful in this regard.

[performanceanxiety]

It's not my fault for overestimating my audience.

Nor is it theirs for missing the punchline. So to speak.

[performanceanxiety]

The beast didn't even wait for me to finish. Rude.

[fulltiltdiva]

Well.

Their barometer for humour is, evidently, Tony Stark. You're not surprised, I'm sure.

[performanceanxiety]

Still, one has to admit, that little jibe about the drapes... That was funny, all told.

[fistmele]

If this is another crack about humanity, you might want to rethink your material.

[fotlenke]

Would you like some ointment for the large bruise upon your face, shoulders and arms?

[psychouts]

Four stars. Would laugh and make an embarrassing animated gif to put on Tumblr again.

Man, wait til you see the rest of the internet. You think you've got a reason to get all dry and British-y and one sentence sinister-y now?

[nomoresmashing]

I think it's hilarious.

[lunging]

I don't understand. What's meant to be funny?

[performanceanxiety]

Humanity. Perish the thought, why would I want to peddle humanity, of all things?

[performanceanxiety]

I don't need assistance, least of all one founded on pity. Who sent for you?

[performanceanxiety]

Laugh it up while you can; I'm going to be the least of your concerns very soon. That I know very well.

[performanceanxiety]

What's funny is that he didn't come for you. Love and all that, I guess it's not that true as your, ah, people call it.

[performanceanxiety]

Nothing. That's the joke, isn't it.

[fotlenke]

It is not pity. It is concern. You were hurt. Do you need a healer?

[She arches a brow, placing her hands on her hips.]

And I came of my own accord.

[lunging]

You have always performed most vigorously in battle, many times by my side. Never once have I seen you grown anxious during or before.

It makes no sense.

[spiderhorse]

[There are people who believe the great Loki has anxiety about his performance?













His giant kid should prove them wrong, no?]

[nomoresmashing]

[That's a surefire way to make her stop laughing]

And what would you know about love?

[fotlenke]

[You get four apples for this appearance, kid.]