Look at all my loyal followers...

We all know it is me.

Ouch. Someone get a muzzle for this beast!

I'm flattered.

Women AND men look up to me in awe and complete adoration.

Cut my heart out and... Eat it? You sound demonic, variant. And not very refined. Very un-Loki-like.

You could... But you won't. I'm your President.

I'll make sure they're all muzzled so there are no more... 'incidents'.

President Loki >>>> all other Loki variants >>>> alligator Loki.

You mean... Crocks?

Don't listen to this snake. She's merely trying to seize power because she can't win a legitimate vote. Sad, really. But then again... She is the lesser variant.

Not at all: I rule alone.

Is that a threat?

You mean Midgard? My ambitions are far beyond simply conquering.

Quite the opposite, in fact. If you share power, that person can betray you.

That doesn't happen in the real world. Everyone is out for themselves.

Good morning my loyal followers... Has anyone found me the crocodile yet?

No - But I lost something more important from the beast...

My hand.

Well hello, my loyal subjects