It's 3 AM, what am I supposed to do? Sleep?

[blutendimpulsge]

NAME: Kvasir,  "Kassy" or Kasey Glaezend according to the state of Hawaii.

BIOGRAPHY: Made out of spit, tried to make people smarter, was killed for it, turned into mead and moved on. Pretty much been a thorn in people's side since.

AGE: According to his driver's license, he's twenty-three. He's one of the youngest Norse gods, let's leave it at that

Comments

[biverbam]

River and Kassy can be barefoot buddies!

[blutendimpulsge]

And wage a war on shoes.

[biverbam]

Shoes that want only to confine toes into small smelly spaces! Obviously, they must be stopped.

[blutendimpulsge]

Clearly no good can come of them. Poor Footlocker. I imagine it going down in flames.

[revered_love]

T_T so cute.

[blutendimpulsge]

"Like a strangled kitten" shouldn't be the first thing I think in response.

[bertiewwooster]

Aw. Bertie hearts Kvasir. It also amuses him that he positively towers over the fellow; a god, you know, you'd rather expect him to be of the tall and impressive variety. Or at least, Bertie would

[blutendimpulsge]

Aw, Kvasir hearts him back. That's hours of fun right there, just poking at the shrimp of a god.

[bendtomywill]

Why're you stealing my quotes I stole from Silent Hill?

[blutendimpulsge]

Because I can!