United One

 WELP. He definitely got himself in a mess this time didn't he. Loki sits on a bench in Nuvema Town at the moment, having only just gotten something other than his usual costume to wear. Normally he'd love to just run around in said costume, but the sleeves/gloves on it made the X-Transceiver sit weird, and the fact remained that the hood wasn't going to work out in this weather.

He managed to figure out 'what' happened at least, but now that everything's settled he figures he mind as well start talking to people. Find out more! ...Or maybe just find something to do. Yea.

And so the feed on the video opens-

"Hello Unovians! Or not Unovians. Whichever one, I'm not really picky right now." A grinning young boy with remarkable likeness to a certain other named Loki is speaking! OH MY! "Would anyone care to lend an innocent young boy such as myself a hand~?"

There's a croak from the murkrow perched on his shoulder-

"NO."

"Ignore him, he's just angry because he put on weight."

[[ooc - For the sake of keeping mixups in the tags from occurring, this particular loki will be tagged 'Kid Loki'.]]