The Chaos Realm

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Loki: *Casually turns to his side and lazily sidesteps and bows slightly, avoiding all five projectiles as they ruffle his cloak and hair with their wake. He jabs a hand through the center of one of the energy buzzsaws and it immediately solidifies into a flaming stone disk, which he holds out with an extended arm to his side.* Yes, yes, la-dee-dah, say, did you know that when you shout your attacks out, it removes the unpredictability of your tactics and becomes... oh, I don't know, predictable? *He rolls the stone disk forward and it picks up speed before shattering into a dozen pieces, each piece transforming into gigantic bull compromised of what seemed to be magma, as they charged toward Kinlier, twelve bulls in total.* I've never met a man whose fingers were as encrusted with jewelry as yours. I've met several dozen women maybe, and some... of the 'other' sex, but never a regular man. But you aren't a regular man, are you? I am slightly more interested. *He snaps his fingers*

*The condoms sprout arms and legs, then put on top hats and hold canes*

Condoms: *Singing and dancing* Hello my baby, hello my honey~