December Training

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: September 25th
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.

Someone has brought two overflowing boxes of back issues of From Ama, the Heavenly magazine, which includes profiles of successful shinki and gods, historical tidbits, and the occasional magazine quiz to help shinki determine how well they're currently working with their god or what their greatest strength might be.

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.

This month, a clever shinki magician has created a dozen straw-stuffed training dummies, some with sword-length sticks and some with polearm-length sticks, that have been enchanted to really fight back. Unfortunately, the spell isn't perfect yet! They're good training partners, but sometimes they might go a little haywire and try to smack passersby.

Rest and Refreshments

Along with bottled water, there are several large boxes of energy drinks and vitamin drinks in small amber glass bottles, and an array of protein bars and meal bars. One particular shinki in white, a bespectacled twentysomething man, is explaining the health benefits of everything on the table (even the water!) with great enthusiasm to any guest who looks even a little confused. It takes great tact to discourage him.

Party games have been set up on the lawn near the refreshments table: Twister, Kubb, lawn Jenga, and more.

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
• Play some games
• Spectate if you want
• Have fun~

Comments

[all_seeing_eye]

God Training

This is so unfair. I had tickets to Destinyland tonight!

[The complaint comes from a rather short teenage girl with long red hair and Coke bottle glasses.]

And I was right in the middle of a nap, too!

[Thankfully, she didn't arrive in pajamas or anything, but a t-shirt and shorts are hardly the best attire for a god meeting. Letting out a groan and hugging her arms around her stomach, she shuffles her bare feet, covering one with the other and looking uncomfortable.]

Physical Training

Uh... yeah, maybe I'll just watch. I'm more of a support type, you know?

[Futaba pushes up her glasses, keeping a safe distance from the enchanted training dummies.]

Uwaaaah!

[...Except the berserk one that just took a swing at her. Stumbling back a step, she falls flat on her butt. Whoops.]

Hey, what's the big deal!

Rest and Refreshments

[At least she's managed to find a pair of wooden sandals by this point, but Futaba seems entirely unimpressed with the food spread.]

Energy drinks and protein bars? Where's the curry? Everyone knows curry is the best food to keep your power level up!

God Training

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Eh, it's a good shooter, but it doesn't really live up to its hype. I'm not sure the theme park would be any different.

[So comments the distracted book, who is too busy scanning the crowd to make sure no one else he knows is here to realize just how off-base his comment is.]

[all_seeing_eye]

Huh?

[Futaba looks around, adjusting her glasses.]

Am I going crazy, or did that book just talk?

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Ignore the book part. [Said book draws itself up in arrogant dignity.] Appearances aside, the name's Zetta. You probably aren't important enough to have heard of it.

physical training

[revolutionfalcon]

[Before the dummy can get another hit in, someone bats it out of the way with the short blade of a black naginata. The dummy goes flying off and lands somewhere near the weapon racks, and Shun watches it with a neutral look before turning his attention to Futaba.]

So you're back. [He nods to the dummy.] They've been attacking people who come too close instead of just the people sparring. If you're going to watch, I'd watch from a safer distance.

[all_seeing_eye]

Whew, thanks, that was...

[Futaba stops halfway as she stands back up, dusting her clothes off.]

Wait. Back up. What do you mean 'you're back?'

[revolutionfalcon]

[...That's about what he was expecting, really. Shun looks her up and down to make sure he's not missing an obvious shinki mark, but then, it seems to be random whether people remember being here before regardless.]

You were here once before, as Theia. We only spoke at one of these, but as far as I know you disappeared again after a few days. [Or possibly weeks. It wasn't long, he remembers that much.]

R&R

[yoshinocherry]

[While the spread available to them could definitely stand to be more impressive, Yuna herself is far from picky when it comes to snacks, and seems content to munch on a few of the offered snack bars.]

A whole meal is definitely better to go with after working hard. ['Curry' isn't the firs thing to spring to mind for her, but it absolutely sound delicious right now.] But... eating something is always better than eating nothing, right? A lot of these are actually pretty tasty, too.

[all_seeing_eye]

There's no way I can fill up on just these! I hunger!

[She stamps her foot against the ground in time with the word 'hunger,' just to make her point known. Not that it's all that impressive a display since she's only 4'11" and could probably be knocked down by a stiff breeze. But she tries.]

[yoshinocherry]

[Small as she may be, Yuna herself isn't much taller, though the degree of petulance going on here isn't really expected from someone who looks to be about her age...

It might be something she can still handle, though!]

Well, they're obviously nothing compared to a real meal... [The more she thinks about it, the hungrier it makes her, too. She'll take a bite of one of the snack bars herself.] It's a good way to stay tied over until we can get a real meal, though, right? I don't know any places that serve curry, but there's gotta be some around the Near Shore.

God training

[nolittlesecret]

[What the fuck is Destinyland and can he go.

But Nari can tell when someone is uncomfortable, shrugging his hoodie off and holding it out for her. It's nice and big and easy to hide in.]

Here. Hop you don't mind cat hair. New in town I take it.

[all_seeing_eye]

[Only the best amusement park ever. And now she'll never get to go. It is truly a tragedy.

Futaba looks at the hoodie for a couple of seconds, and then back at Nari before hesitantly taking it.]

...Thanks. And nah, cats are great.

[She slips the hoodie on, already feeling a little less self-conscious.]

I guess it's pretty obvious, huh?

[nolittlesecret]

[It's all about comfort. Can't offer his shoes, though, since his feet are definitely bigger than hers and who wants to wear hiking boots except him.]

Cats are the best. I love all of mine. [Nari sticks his hands in his pockets and looks around with a nod.] Yeah, but it ain't a bad thing. Happens at a set time, so you're in good company. Lotta newbies about. I've been a god for.... fuck knows how long. Lost track a'time a while ago.

Physical Training

[boneofsword]

[Archer blocks the stick and simply offers her a hand, intent on helping her up.]

Apparently we're the test subjects for their newest sparring partners.

[Yes, that's sarcasm, and lots of it.]

[all_seeing_eye]

They could have said something in the meeting!

[She accepts the hand up, suspiciously glaring in the direction of the rogue training dummy.]

[boneofsword]

[Archer pulls her up with ease and releases her hand only when he's sure she's found her footing.

Those in charge here inly share the most important information. [heavy sarcasm hints what he thinks of provided information. Archer hands her the shinki informational pamphlet.] Here, this has most cital information about this place.

refreshments

[priforprince]

Would refreshment offered coolly suffice?

[ Hibiki has a hand in her bangs and another hand holding a plate like it's a waiter's platter. Macarons are piled champagne-glass-style upon the plate. They have little crown emblems baked into them.

These events happen frequently enough, and require enough stamina to endure their stupidity, that she has started special-ordering food for the occasion. ]

They're not spicy, but please substitute the flame our encounter kindles in our hearts.

[[ ooc: Hibiki met Futaba the first time she was apped. Would you like me to roll with that or have her wipe it from her memory? I can come up with justification for the latter if preferred. ]]

[all_seeing_eye]

[Futaba can do little but stare in wonder at this.]

Uhhhhhh... thaaaaaanks...?

[Eyes wide as she looks straight at Hibiki, she slowly reaches down for a macaron without looking, bringing it up to her mouth for a small bite.]

(ooc: Nah, go for it! I can roll with whatever.)

[priforprince]

You're looking well.

[ Hibiki smirks. She knows very little about this person, save that they are, like her, a fan of Phantom Thieves. They did not appear to be following the ultimate Thief's exploits, thus far, but there's still time.

....Nah, better check. ]

I trust none since our meeting has stolen your heart?

god training

[kokuyoyo]

Take it up with the gods.

[The joke: Futaba is apparently a god now herself. Whups.]

[The lanky teenager in the black pom beanie isn't, however, but that has never stopped him from wandering over to the usual god meetings just so see what fuck ups have wandered in this time.]

Re: god training

[all_seeing_eye]

Maybe I will! Who's in charge around here, anyway?

[Tiny hacker girl is all riled up.]

[kokuyoyo]

[This could be a clusterfuck, and it will probably be funny.]

This.... is Bishamon's temple. But the head of the Japanese pantheon would be Amaterasu.

Physical Training

[lookingforhead]

[Futaba's dummy is not the first one Celty's seen or had to deal with today, so at the newcomer's shout she's already moving.

Someone clad in black biker's duds sweeps into position between Futaba and the renegade training tool, but rather than raising their fists to block the next attack she sweeps up the shaft of a large scythe instead.]

[all_seeing_eye]

Ugh... thanks.

[Futaba rubs at her lower back a little before looking up at her savior.]

Whoa, cool scythe!

[lookingforhead]

[Celty glances back at Futaba, happy to see she's alright enough to be impressed. She nods and then looks back at the dummy. At least this thing isn't the most dangerous thing she's faced, but that doesn't mean it can't hurt people.

She pushes with the haft of her scythe, shoving it back, and then takes a hard slash to cut it down on the diagonal.]