«the habit of irony, as well as sarcasm, spoils the character, it gives him gradually a line of malevolent superiority: at the end you begin to resemble an angry dog that, biting, also learned to laugh»

mix for the descendant of the scandinavian god loki, by which you feel what it's like is it to be a dysfunctional self-made liar, fucking everyone so much that was moved from a family home to a den, mocking others by blocking their magic, playing 007 spying on witch hunters, drink his liver in the company of a psycho hunter, who will be your cousin, and be loved only by dubious persons.

//olafur lokisson oc from russian role play lag af guðum//

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