Banished
"Loki, what am I going to do with you?" Odin sighed as he held his head. I rolled my eyes, and sighed. "You could just let me off with a warning." I said, shrugging my shoulders. "I ALREADY TRIED THAT!" Odin yelled. I growled under my breath, "Was that before or after, you threw me into the abyss? I don't remember." "I didn't throw you, You let go!" Odin back lashed. "Oh yeah, and look who tried to save me huh?!" Odin just sighed again. "You know what? I have a better idea."
Odin teleported us to the bifrost and opened it. Heimdall just looked to me, with no emotion in his eyes. "From here on, you are banished to the 1900's I do not care where Heimdall decides to drop you. You will be rid of magic exception for small tricks and odd ends. And all knowledge of this place except that it exists. It will drive you mad, for you will have no way of proving this to anyone."
I didn't know the significance of the year at the time, but I would soon find out for myself, as I was propelled backwards through the beam of the bifrost and onto Midguard.