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[indent][indent][color=gray]Many things could be said about Loki. Homewrecker, murderer, life-ruiner, trickster, the list goes on and on. Loki likes to think of himself as the life of the party. And he quite likes parties, always had the taste for them since the roaring twenties; not the foolish frat parties those little Greek gods like to throw. No, Loki loves true parties, the Great Gatsby kind, the kind where extravagant people go to get extravagantly wasted. 

And what better way to [s]celebrate[/s] mourn a death than a party.

[color=963437][b]“— cordially invited to party with your favorite — Todd, are you writing what I’m saying or playing with your dick. Jesus, you write so slow.”[/b][/color] Loki snapped his fingers at his lackey, er, assistant. 

[color=white][b]“Sorry, um, h-how do you spell cordially again?”[/b][/color] Todd stuttered, pencil held ham-fisted over the back of a receipt Loki got at the convenience store down the street (he was craving bad coffee). 

Loki sipped his bad black coffee, choking a little on the aftertaste and enjoying it in the way only a Chaos God could. [color=963437][b]“Uh, I don’t know actually. Maybe sound it out?”[/b][/color]

Todd sounded it out under his breath, writing it down, and Loki took that as his cue to continue. [color=963437][b]“Ahem, with your favorite trickster — ”[/b][/color]

Just as he had started, the door busted open and in came a breathless (what was his name again?), panting like a dog south of the equator. His hair was mussed and sweaty hands were gripping a black bag that he weakly brandished to Loki. [color=white][b]“Mr. Leo, I have it!”[/b][/color]

Loki steepled his fingers together and grinned, [color=963437][b]“Perfect. Absolutely [i]perfect[/i]. You are 
dismissed, Todd.”[/b][/color]

[color=white][b]“What about—”[/b][/color]

[color=963437][b]“[i]Dismissed![/i]”[/b][/color] And Todd scuttled out the door with his tail between his legs.

The trickster god beckoned Carl(?) over with an ominous finger. Carl carried the black bag like it held his lifeline (and, truthfully, it might) before slowly placing it on the desk. Loki gestured for Carl to push the black bag closer to him. This was it, Loki felt anticipation at what he was about to do. Todd was a good substitute, but nothing could replace his — laptop!

The laptop gleamed in the dank basement of Todd’s mother (Loki really needed to find a new base of operations) and Loki rubbed it lovingly. Now, he can truly write his invitation, with beautiful, beautiful spellcheck. 

[color=963437][b]“You may go, Carl.”[/b][/color] Loki waved his hand towards the wooden stairwell.

Carl made to leave before straightening in almost offense, [color=white][b]“Uh, sir, my name is Timothy.”[/b][/color]

[color=963437][b]“Wait, really?”[/b][/color] Loki pondered this, wondering briefly where he got Carl from. [color=963437][b]“Well, Timmy, you are free to go. Shoo, shoo.”[/b][/color]

Timothy left without another word and Loki got to work. His fingers moved speedily, dancing across the sleek keyboard as the words flowed easily into his mind. The trickster was beyond giddy with his idea. The ball will not only give him a chance to wear that suit he impulse bought, but will also allow him to stoke the flames between the gods without even having to lift a finger! Hera was so quick to accuse everyone in the span of five minutes; he wonders how many accusations will be thrown around during an entire ‘charity event’. Loki made sure to write up a separate invitation to invite some humans to the ball as well, to make the event more legitimate. 

[color=963437][b]“Hm, it’d be rather weird for an illegal bookie to be holding a charity event, wouldn’t it?”[/b][/color] Loki tapped his chin in thought even though he didn’t even really have to think about it.

[indent][indent][quote][color=silver]Gods and Goddesses,

I cordially invite you to my lavish charity event that is to be held October 16[sup]th[/sup]. It is a black tie event and I expect you to dress your very best, lest you be denied at t he door! I hope you all grace us with your presence. (:

[indent]- Jupiter, King of Gods[/indent][/color][/quote][/indent][/indent]

And sent!
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