February Training

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: October 15th
Where: Meeting Hall, 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 the Meeting Hall, 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 traditional reception room within the Meeting Hall for an informational meeting covering the basics of proper god behavior. A minor deity is giving the speech, and none of the white-robed shinki enter. 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 in the white-and-gold of Amaterasu's hosuehold 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 explanation 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.

A training game has been set up through a section of the Meeting Hall gardens, with little cut-outs of ayakashi hidden in the landscaping, tucked into bushes or taped under bridges. Prize ribbons are being offered for every ten "ayakashi" a shinki (or team) discovers.

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. Several magically animated straw-stuffed training dummies, many of which have been carefully mended and patched with neat black stitching, are set up on the lawn with a white-robed shinki hovering nearby to watch over them. They make good training partners, although anyone who comes too close risks being targeted for a sparring match whether they wanted one or not.

The pond behind the dojo has had dozens wooden poles sunk in it, spaced a few feet apart, with a bunch of brightly colored ribbons tied around the pole in the very center. Some of the white-robed shinki are practicing scaling the poles and leaping from one to the next, until they get close enough that they can snatch a ribbon from the center pole, and several have fallen in and are being teased by their fellows.

Rest and Refreshments

Instead of snacks being served at the training session, this week, white-robed shinki with little flags are conducting groups of newcomers and volunteers down to the Tokyo Daijingu shrine and into a street festival currently being held in Tokyo. Traditional dance troupes are performing on street corners, and vendors have every kind of fall street foods, from barbecue to takoyaki, chocolate-dipped bananas and red-bean pancakes. New arrivals will get a white-and-gold envelope with spending money for the fair, although gods and shinki who have had some time to settle in will have to handle their own lunch expenses.

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
• Go to a festival
• Spectate if you want
• Have fun~

Comments

[redotiertwo]

Yeah, nobody in furland is really going to give a fuck, make a sparklebird if you really want to.

[As much as he feels like Chikusa would probably lean more towards the "has 5000 spikes and oozes poison" class of special snowflake fursonas.]

[kokuyoyo]

Sparklebird sounds.... too obnoxious.

[He's already flipping through lists of bird.... Whoops...]

[priforprince]

[ What a pleasing scenario to which to return. Hibiki leaves Wendy to her preparations, taking up her favorite spot on the couch to wait for her shinki to be ready.

She's enjoying the sense of anticipation. ] I want you to watch this performance closely. Its subject possesses technical perfection.

[ Hibiki has TV she doesn't hatewatch... ]

[nopixiedust]

[Hibiki has TV she doesn't hatewatch. That's enough to have Wendy interested in what's coming, sitting down on the touch with tea and sandwiches readily available.]

Alright! I'll definitely watch closely~.

[priforprince]

[ Hibiki gets up long enough to put a Plu-Ray in their Plu-Ray player. From the looks of the disc, it's homemade - and the label just says PRINCESS, in the same thick blocky childlike text she uses on her doll boxes.

Hibiki's printing sucks, is what I'm saying.

She returns and waves her hand; the lights in the room dim; the screen lights up as the disc begins to play. ]

See if you recognize this performer.

[ Speaking of doll boxes, the answer to the pop quiz is: the girl on the screen is the same as one of the two Hibiki'd put alongside her and Wendy in the model of her temple, when she'd explained to Wendy about her team back home. She is rather hard to mistake, with all that green hair.

And her dance is...certainly balletic.

Hibiki watches with an expression halfway between satisfaction and rapture. This....this is a concert. This is an idol.

An ideal. ]

[redotiertwo]

Clearly you need to do more research into furry shit.

[If he's just looking up birds he's never going to learn about the existence of sparkledogs in person, right.]

[yousaytron]

There's really only so much planning you can do against something like an ayakashi anyway, right?

[It's better to dispose of them quickly, rather than observing and gathering information, after all.]

Going up against other people for sparring matches is good for getting used to adapting to different ways of fighting, though. Good thing Heaven's been pulling in all sorts of different fighters.

[kokuyoyo]

We don't just fight ayakashi.

[A lazy, idle reminder.]

[kokuyoyo]

That sounds like... a deep and dangerous hole.... to get lost in.

[And yes, he's aware of how easily that sentence can be twisted around.]

[redotiertwo]

Oh, I'm sure you're gonna learn all about deep and dangerous holes in the process, but you can keep that bit to yourself.

[Davesprite sure is going to take exactly that opportunity here, because it's just too good not to.]

[kokuyoyo]

[You're welcome, Davesprite.]

So I don't get a guide into the deep and dangerous holes of furries. I see how it is...

[nopixiedust]

[Resting her chin on her knuckles, Wendy frowns a little. She gets what he's saying, but at the same time...]

I'll spare you the embarrassment... [She is a generous overlord.] So what do you mean by responsibilities shifting?

[redotiertwo]

That's the kind of hole nobody can follow you into, dude, you need to make that journey alone.

[Except in very specific circumstances with multiple consenting partners and Davesprite's just going to stop heading down that train of thought right about now.]

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Well, no one expects a kid to have a job, or look out for their family, or go out and fight. Here in the Far Shore it's a little different, I know, but how many people think you should go out and fight, and how many are really pretty horrified every time you do?

[kokuyoyo]

[Sorry, was he trying to get off at this stop- wait]

I feel like I've seen things on the internet which say otherwise.

[nopixiedust]

[A long, thoughtful period of silence...]

Honestly, more than you think for the first, and less than you think for the second, so far...

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Okay, but the Far Shore is a total mess. Anyone who thinks a kid should be fighting has completely missed the point of being an adult.

[Edge may not have much going for him, but no one can deny he has a pretty good moral compass.]

[nopixiedust]

[Absolutely a furry.]

That's right! And even if you don't realize he's covered in fur, somehow, then you'll definitely notice his bag hat. He never takes it off!

[artificialrose]

Then I'll see you later. Don't be afraid to call!

[With that, he turns away, smiling and waving over his shoulder. He's sure they'll run into each other again at some point. The Far Shore can be a surprisingly small place, sometimes.]

[shiitan]

A vassal? [He held his chin, as if he was considering the possibility.]

Alright. Maybe I'll try overthrowing you while I'm at it.

[blizzardrock]

Maybe the simple reasons are all you need. [It's not like human beings are capable of being completely logical.]

You gravitate to people who treat you well. That's just human nature.

[A small, insincere laugh.] But if you say you are, then I won't dispute it. [It's not like Fubuki thinks he's the best person, either.]

[redotiertwo]

Yeah, but I'm pretty sure you don't want me and you both involved in any of the things you've seen on the internet.

[Unless Chikusa is even more of a furry than he thought.]

[kokuyoyo]

That probably depends on the exact things.

[...]

Which aren't a lot if we stick to just things I've seen about feathersonas.

[kokuyoyo]

....Sure.

[It sort of makes sense to him, he guesses, although he's not sure he's ever done it himself... But whatever.]

Is that all you wanted then?

[blizzardrock]

[Confirmation that Chikusa would go ahead with killing someone?]

[...No, but he'll deal with it.]

Just...be careful.