I looked up the Cats trailer after seeing your post, and wow... I have no idea how to feel about this. It's kind of a mix of horrifying and ridiculous and brilliant. It could turn into one of those so-bad-it's-good things.
EXACTLY THIS
I was writhing throughout the trailer but I also WILL be there opening day to see it. It’s the definition of epicaricacy. I cannot wait to behold this train wreck. It’s like a master class in bad decision making, I can’t wait to see how much worse it can get because I have no doubt it’s going to get worse. They always put the best parts in the trailers >
Wow, just from your description in that post, I think you could design a really badass Loki sweater. You should do it! :D
I mean, if you’re going to design a Loki sweater, why wouldn’t you use the already fabulous lines in his armor?? Just off the top of my head... (please forgive my god awful sketches, there’s a reason I quit designing)
You’ve got one based on this outfit
With set-in sleeves to get that sharp shoulder look, gentle texture at the top with a on-the-bias cable or subtle color shift, and a increasing-complexity thin cable at the bottom. Sleeves with the same cable on just the forearms to mimic bracers, with optional sweater paws.
Or Avengers Loki
With bias sleeves, some sort of complex cable at the chest and then offset opposing bias strips that meet in the centerline for the body, with a texture or cable at the bottom. Boat or yoke neck, because why not.
OR
A wrap-style cardigan, with a textured stripe on the neckline, bias lines on the shoulders and cuffs, and POCKETS.
I also came up with this hideous Thor 1-inspired thing
With a high turtleneck collar, either cable or colorwork across the chest and on the upper arms, some decrease shaping at the sternum and then a butt-load of cables up the sides.
Ooh, Loki handing out candy to trick-or-treaters... it could go so many ways! :D
Great idea! I love you forever! :) :) This was a great one for trying to write fast and not think too much about how “good” it is. And it was fun! But it’s not edited :) Rated G
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“Are you sure about this?”
“It will be fine. Loki is great with children.” Thor clapped Loki on the shoulder and grinned at Jane. “All you need do is give the wee ones a sweet when they come to the door.”
Loki rolled his eyes and shrugged off Thor’s hand. “I grasp the concept of this holiday, brother.”
“Good then! We are off to friend Stark’s and will be back in the small hours of the morning.” He paused at the mirror in the hallway, adjusting his eyepatch and tipping his pirate hat further down on his forehead. Jane gave one last doubtful look at Loki before following Thor, turning a little so that her butterfly wings didn’t hit the doorframe.
Loki threw himself onto the couch, draping his long legs over the armrest. He picked up the book he’d left open on the floor. Romanov might be an unhinged double agent, but she had excellent taste in literature, he’d found.
He ignored the doorbell. And the polite knocking. Even the pounding didn’t phase him.
The distinct crack! of an eggshell against the window, though…
He put his book down and made his way to the window. A smear of yellow marred the view, but not enough to miss the second egg splattering on the glass. A pair of children, dressed as his brother and Iron Man were standing outside. The one pretending to be Thor was the one holding the next missile.
Fitting.
Loki flung open the window with an explosion of motion. The children flinched, but didn’t run. “What is the meaning of this!” Loki shouted.
“Trick or treat, man!” yelled mini-Iron Man. “That’s the deal!”
Loki’s smile wasn’t exactly evil, but it wasn’t reassuring. “Trick or treat,” he said quietly.
The kids, unsure about throwing another egg now that they’d been spotted, turned to run.
Run right into Loki, grinning with a truly spooky grin that promised to take great joy in disappearing children.
They screamed. Mini-Thor glanced back in panic- only to see Loki still leaning with his hands on the windowframe. That only made him scream louder. They dropped their eggs and bolted.
Loki’s clone vanished from the street.
The real Loki closed the window and took a handful of candy from the bucket by the door on his way back to the couch.
The next hour passed peacefully enough, until he became aware of laughter outside the house. Sighing, he got up again. He was baffled by the scene out the window.
There were at least five children, older (or at least taller) this time. Their costumes were haphazard but he recognized an attempt at a dragon and what mortals called a “zombie.” They were trying to be quiet but were not at all succeeding. Rolls of paper were being tossed back and forth between them, high into the air to unravel and drape over the trees in the yard.
Well this is simple.
He took control of one of the rolls as it flew through the air. It swooped and dove at the children. They stopped and stared, bewilderment clear on their faces.
They screamed when the paper on the tree came to life and reached for them like a bloodthirsty tissue squid. It wrapped around an ankle, causing the child to shriek and flail in panic until their friends pulled them away.
Smiling to himself, Loki picked out the “Kit-Kats” and “Starburst” from the bucket before returning to his book. A chocolate smudge stayed on his cheek.
The doorbell rang.
He didn’t even get off the couch. He conjured an illusion on the doorstep and laughed to himself when he heard the shouts and running footsteps through the door. His foot tapped and bounced on the armrest.
It was almost midnight. He was not expecting an insistent knock on the window. He pushed it open.
He was staring directly into the robotic, glowing eyes of Iron Man.
“Heard this house was haunted.” The faceplate flipped up. “Want to explain that?”
“Tony! That’s not what I said to do!”
Loki looked past Stark to see Barton, wearing a ridiculous feathered headband, perched in the formerly-demonic papered tree.
“I want to see the spooky crap he’s been doing,” he said with almost a pout.
“Yeah, Loki, trick or treat.”
He turned, unsurprised to find Romanov had snuck in behind him. She had one star painted over her right eye but otherwise looked the same. “That is the deal, is it not?”
“But you’re out of treats.” Stark nodded towards the bucket that only had “Necco wafers” left in it. “Did you… eat them all? How are you not bouncing into the stratosphere with that much sugar?”
“Tricks it is then!” shouted Barton. “Come on, Loki! Show us what you’ve got!”
Oh, this would be fun.
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Hey, but just imagine if Bono and Edge did a Bill and Ted movie... wow. I would pay any amount to see that. :D
There was an interview a couple of years ago, I think in Rolling Stone, where the writer said Edge looked “sprightly” and Bono looked “frail.” (Which is patently ridiculous but whatever.) Anyway, I can’t remember who exactly was involved but we kind of made them into a team of detectives, “Sprightly & Frail.” Kickin’ ass and solving crimes. I would watch that show. Bill and Ted would work too! Oh, you saw those Edge/Doctor Who comics, right? I wish that person had kept going. :D
