November Training

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: September 15th
Where: Bishamon's temple, the Far Shore
Summary: Training and informational sessions for newly arrived gods and shinki



Gods and shinki arriving at heaven's meeting hall are, should they allow it, guided to Bishamon's temple, where a reception area and a traditionally styled dojo and training ground have been made available for the day. The gods and shinki are free to take their time during this day to learn about the details of their new life from Amaterasu's shinki or from the many veteran new god and shinki volunteers.




God Training

Newly arrived gods are escorted into a Western-styled reception hall within Bishamon's temple for an informational meeting covering the basics of proper god behavior, although the minor deity conducting the meeting is in too much of a rush to take questions afterwards. They are encouraged to discuss the information with each other and ask questions of more experienced gods, as well as instructed to guide their new shinki appropriately.

Shinki Training

Various shinki volunteers, both in the white-and-gold of Amaterasu's shinki and in Bishamon's red-piped black uniforms, are stationed around the dojo, passing out helpful informational pamphlets. They will be happy to instruct the newcomers in the use of the borderline as well as offering an explanantion on the basics of what is expected of a shinki and the importance of teamwork with other shinki and with gods. Shinki are encouraged to work together to practice what they've learned and discuss their perspectives.

An area of the practice ground has been marked off for shinki to practice borderlines against one another. There are several big buckets filled with beanbags that have been generously dusted with colored chalk powder. Shinki can pair up and practice throwing beanbags at one another while trying to deflect the beanbags with a borderline.

Physical Training

The dojo is stocked with a wide variety of practice weapons, traditional and modern, to offer some practice opportunity to gods who, for example, find themselves with a sword shinki but are at risk of cutting off their own toes. It's also useful for veteran new gods wishing to train with their current partner shinki.

A table towards one side of the training area, manned by two of Amaterasu's shinki in white and gold, has a stack of big tote bags and a scavenger-hunt list taped down to the table. It's a chance for gods to practice teamwork with their new shinki, or just have a little fun while helping newcomers learn their way around the Heavens. The list reads:
• Rabbit Mask.
• Volcanic Stone.
• Sneakers, 21.5cm.
• Cloth Blindfold.
• Moon Cake.
• Badminton Paddle.
• Calligraphy Brush.
• Red Maple Leaf.
• Blue Teacup.
• Gray Shirt.
At the bottom of the list, someone has added a scribbled rule reading "You may not take items from a temple without asking!"

Rest and Refreshments

The weather is nice, but there are still plenty of tables of bottled water or bottled sports drinks provided to ensure that no one gets dehydrated. Plates of small snacks are also available, mostly seasonally appropriate ones like rice cakes, mikan oranges, roasted chestnuts and toasted crackers, but also candy and snack bars.

Some leftover party games from the moon viewing are set up in a grassy area of the gardens, and Bishamon's younger shinki are eagerly playing tag, blind-man's buff, badminton and flying kites there. They'll happily welcome anyone who wants to join in, although those who wander too far past the party games into the gardens may find themselves greeted by one of the adult shinki who will politely usher them back to the training area.

In Summary:

• Get all the information you can handle
• Veteran new gods and shinki are welcome to volunteer showing the ropes
• Get in some training
• Complete a scavenger hunt
• Spectate if you want
• Have fun~

Comments

pterodactyl screech

[untodeath]

Yᴏᴜ--!

[ In a flurry of red, the reaper springs over the crowd with every intent to take Undertaker down beneath her. Should the elder hesitate, he'd find himself pushed to the ground, the lady straddled over his waist whilst revealing a chainsaw, to press against his neck.

Unfortunately, her rage often leads her to making such unwise decisions... but, at the very least, she has had the foresight not to run the chainsaw's engine in this crowded place. ]

I've been w a i t i n g for you♥.

KITTAN HISS

[somakemelaugh]

[Of all the things he'd expected - none of them certain, none of them pleasant, none of them terrible - being outright attacked in his first few hours in... whatever it was this place was, well now that was hardly what he'd had in mind.]

[Once it became clear that he was the target, his body reacted for him in a reflex, leaping back and out of the way and not quite handling it as well as he should have. Rather than land in a graceful crouch, he toppled a chair or two in his way and splayed on all fours, not unlike a cat that had been startled.]

Waiting for me? [Where that grin had come from was out of his mind, but there it was as he looked up at his assailant and tried to get a better look at the... What was that? Red hair and red clothing and just a mass of red except for something long and likely very dangerous that had been swung at him.] Well now, whatever for? Is this what you lot do to folks who don't play nice around here?

[untodeath]

What for-- as if you don't know!

[ Kicking one of those chairs aside, Grell scoffs impatiently! She'd quite nearly had him... And yet, it wouldn't have been as fun if she were able to so easi--

Wait. ]

Do you know?

[ Shoulders tensing with the realization, she points the blade of her deathsythe to wave in his direction, her voice elevating in volume! ]

What do you recall?!

[somakemelaugh]

[As if he didn't know? What should he know? First he's told to play games, do this, do that, here are our rules, abide by them, now he has a stranger accusing him of... Well, attacking him for... What was it he was meant to know?]

[This was all only slightly frustrating, and he couldn't help the smile.]

Do I know what, precisely? I know that I'm here, I know I'm dead, and now you come at me bearing tidings of great joy, I see. At least one of you is honest about the nature of this place. Here I thought it was all a sham from the start. I'm glad you've proven my worries weren't misplaced.

[He rises, slowly, cautiously, and makes a show of brushing off his robes, ridding himself of dirt. Whatever this person has in their hand that they seem intent on using on him looks like it will do more to him than just dirty him up, but he's dead, isn't he? What does that even mean for him, to be hurt in this place?]

[untodeath]

[ Likewise, Grell's anger has her lips coiling into a wicked grin, knuckles turning white as her fingers curl.

Teleporting to face him, mere centimeters away, she leans in to leer at Undertaker, beneath his silver fringe. While her chainsaw stays at her side, she still jolds it threateningly close. ]

I act alone, darling - this is personal. [ If he allows it, she will raise her free hand to touch his face, fingers brushing over his lips, and along the side of his jaw. ] Mn, and if you don't remember me, that's f i n e ; I'll have no issue reminding you Not now. But soon.

[somakemelaugh]

[That sudden movement, one moment red and angry is a good distance from him and then right in his face, it does startle him. He jerks back a step or two, unprepared, and angry himself, not from his surprise but from those words.]

Personal? Oh, bloody hell. [The exasperation, he isn't bothering to hide. He remembers nothing and this person, whatever they are - a god, perhaps? - has beef with him already. Oh, they're going to get along just fiiiine. And he will not permit that touch. In fact, he swipes up at the hand to bat it away. No touchy.] Not even so much as a hello and you're already ready to do what here to me, exactly? Fight me? Drag me away for something more intimate? You've already caused a scene. Why not finish it?

[He has no idea what he's spurring on here, but he doesn't really care. Regret it now, regret it later. Why wait?]

[untodeath]

[ Drawing the afflicted hand back, she raises it to her lips! Pressing the points of her teeth into her one of her knuckles, Grell chuckles. ]

I'd say it's a bit of both, darling. [ She starts, taking a step back, only to offer her palm. ] Perhaps you've persuaded me, then... So, come! I'll give you what you desire.

[somakemelaugh]

[This one is a strange one. No doubt about that. A little freaky, a little nasty. In a way, he can even appreciate it, but they're not in any place or time where he can begin to appreciate something like this.]

[He won't be taking that palm, kthx, but if this person is offering a way out of the facility...]

Oh? Well, how sweet of you. Where, exactly, would we be going for something so generous?

[untodeath]

[ Well, if he won't be taking her hand, Grell will just use it to flip hair over her shoulder indignantly! A minor indiscretion, however; she still grins, eyes closed with a snerk. ]

Across the river, past the primary office. Shouldn't be anyone there to-- interfere. But if you won't allow me to teleport us, you'll have to follow behind!

[ Without further warning, she bounces through the crowd - much to the chagrin of some - and towward the exit. ]

Come on, then!

[somakemelaugh]

[Not taking that hand. No touchy! But he can see that hair flip, and then what he wants is right there. Whoever this person is, they can't mean him any good, but they've granted him the only thing he really wants - a way outside.]

I'll be along, though I'm not quite as fast as that. [If or not red hears him, he's not sure, given there's a blob of crimson just flailing off in the distance at an inhuman rate. Still, his own steps are hurried as he gives a more than casual chase.]