[ if he knew, he'd say that he wasn't so different. once upon a time, in a past life, he met a Spider-Man. that one helped a Loki of old find and help a lost daughter. he owes him.

while he may not owe this Peter, there's a familiarity there. he doesn't place it, and he's not sure he want to. as the god of chaos, he thrives on change, and everyone deserves to stand as themselves, as opposed to be compared to another self. ]

Hm? [ he leans back on his hands, casually. ] A little of this, and a little of that—you know, take down the man, seed the revolution? That sort of thing.

I do pranks on the side.

[ also he steals shit, but that's a bad first introduction. ]