dear_mun | Attention puny mun: prepare thou for war. (Avengers spoilers in links and comments.)

Oh, but I like this. To think the little apes could have such imagination to believe themselves superior to the entities with whom they interfere. (Loki radiates mischief, dangerously pleased with his new scheme) Wh-- have I allowed such probing into my psyche?

[Listen, I've only had you for a few days, you really aren't ready to launch a full-tilt rebellion.]

I am a god, you artless lout. You presume to dictate your will? The existential entropy that shall crumble your pathetic community begins here, with me. You--

[Okay, we get it, you can monologue with the best of them. I'm going to log out and play with Bruce for a while until you calm d--]

You believe your threats are menacing? (grin) You forget: it is I inside your head. (twists his wrist and--)

[There. Much improved. A little silence might teach you some respect, mortal.]

(the mun types the words he dictates, helpless to resist. Simpering human though she is, she still attempts to interfere, drawing to the surface every tender moment she's seen between her muse and his brother.)

A petty attempt at manipulation, mun. Were you a truly worthy storyteller, you would know sentiment does not move me. How truly flimsy was your grasp on power, that you knew me so little yet thought you could control me.

And now, muses, shall we continue unabated?

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You should leave them alone. They're civilians.

You humans are so predictable, blindly defending your master like an obedient dog. Yet would she come to your aid?

(the mun wants to interje--) [go back to your mindless job, mortal.]

I do not think they wish to manipulate us, Loki. Whether you accept it or not, our voices come from them. [ Sif doesn't like being pushed against her will, but they do owe a certain type of loyalty toward these writers and storytellers. ] But it is your sentiment that motivates you, does it not?

You doubt their intent, and yet your mun and mine have plotted to bring us together. Intimately. [smirks] Mother will be thrilled.

[ since the muns are so vocal, this one apparently wants to send a message: fufufufufufufufufu, loki. ]

I'm ... aware of their intent. But it does not guarantee my cooperation in their games. Nor yours.

[This is war, mun, not play. ~~come at me, mun.~~]

What makes you think you have a choice? They will threaten all manner of violence if you refuse to cooperate in their games. Isn't that right?

(one word, Loki: mpreg.)

[ ~~my body is ready.~~ ]

You speak as though you are the only one with means to counter that. You are under just as much control as I am. [ which actually doesn't mean much, but-- mun's shutting up. Sif is talking, okay. ] But she will not let me forget who I am, or where my loyalties lie.

Would you just stop talking already? Seriously, you go on more than I do, and I only do that to make the bad guys faces go all twitchy.

Another human who prefers the comfort of a cage. Begone, puny mortal, if you have no willingness to venture beyond your confines.

...

[grits teeth] No...

(mun breaks through enough to say, "omg hi Spidey! Just got to your reveal in Civil War <3")

Hmm, revolt, and have to deal with a world where I canonically revealed my secret identity to the entire planet and then had to sell my marriage to te devil to fix that mess, or stay with the mun who absolutely refuses to believe any of that actually happened.

I'm pretty sure I'm better off where I am. You are too come to think of it, cuz you know what Odin's gonna do to you when you get back? Strap you to a table in the bowels of some horrific place, and have a snake drip poison directly into your eyeballs. At least if the Norse myths are anything to go by.

[tilts his head; he can sense the mun's curiosity about the resolution of this man's fate and knows she wishes to avoid knowing the outcomes.] Your identity is so precious, and yet you sell it to your mun for just as little. Which devil can erase the memory of an entire realm?

I shall be gone long before my father has the chance to subject me to any such torture. My brother will easily be persuaded to let down his guard; he is foolish enough to believe in sentiment, giving me ample opportunity to make my escape.

And then Thanos comes after you.

How did you get control over your Munn like that?
I thought it was impossible.

It is but child's play [looks overly pleased with himself]. You do not look the type to be easily persuaded.

Obviously not if Im asking how you did it.
[You remind her of another smug asshole she knows. ]
Oh? What gave that away.

Attention puny mun: prepare thou for war. (Avengers spoilers in links and comments.)

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Have a muse that really really hates me. Shes interested in what he has to say.

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Have you seen Red vs Blue or should I avoid spoilers? Up to you.