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]

You could always play it safe and make a crane fursona.

[Always good to have your bases covered when it comes to the question of sneaking into niche kink communities.]

[kokuyoyo]

Feathersona....

[Gotta start the revolution... early?]

What would that even look like...? Since it's probably not like you...

[redotiertwo]

Probably some fine vaguely humanoid piece of feathery ass with talon legs for days and awkward hand-wings that look cool if you forget logic exists.

[Davesprite definitely doesn't have some inaccurate art salt in his system here, but wings aren't exactly a bastion of accurate drawing.]

[kokuyoyo]

[Let him finish off the rest of his food so that he can get his hand out for his phone. Now he's interested in looking something up...]

Does logic really have a place with furries or anything?

[redotiertwo]

There is a kernel of truth to be found at the heart of all things, my dude, and that includes weird niche kinks. Also I might just be offended that nobody knows how to fucking draw wings.

[It's one thing to have some trouble with human anatomy, but fantasy wings are an extra level of suffering when one actually has wings.]

[kokuyoyo]

So.... find an artist to commission... who can do wings. Got it...

[If only so he doesn't have to listen to complaints.]

Oh.... There's a bird that has wing claws. That's close enough to hands, right...

[redotiertwo]

Do we have any hardcore artists in the Heavens, I've seen a shitton of musicians and tailors and shit but straight-up artists seem to be rarer.

[They could probably make a roaring trade on the Near Shore a lot better than the rest of them, though.]

I mean, they're the usual excuse people make for giving birds hands.

[kokuyoyo]

No idea.

[He knows Davesprite and that's it.]

So wing claws for my feathersona.... I can mix and match however I want, right...

[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...]

[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.]

[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...

[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.]

[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.

[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.

[redotiertwo]

I'm pretty sure most of the available things in general furrydom aren't exactly upstanding, wholesome and non-sexual things.

[Some of them are, but that's kind of the surface level, as far as Davesprite is concerned.]

[kokuyoyo]

I'm aware. Still, they seem to focus an awful lot on... foxes... and things like that.

[So many dogs and cats...]

[redotiertwo]

If you've come across the foxes and wolves, I'm kinda surprised you didn't get the sparkledog joke from earlier.

[Davesprite's dumb references are clearly very Important and need to be understood to their peak.]

[kokuyoyo]

I'm denying the existence of sparkledogs.

[Whether he knows about them or not.]

[redotiertwo]

Yeah, I figured gloomdogs were more your speed, you lowkey edgelord you.

[Davesprite is going to make him hear about the worst sparklypoo fursona types whether Chikusa wants them or not.]

[kokuyoyo]

[...Okay. He. He guesses he's in on this.]

...What's... a gloomdog...

[What nonsense is he going to be educated about now]

slaps a warning on here for talking about weird body horror stuff...

[redotiertwo]

[Davesprite opens his hands dramatically as if there's some whole new world to be found here. Except it's all ridiculous and definitely nonsense.]

So basically what happens is you get a cool dog, like a wolf or some shit, you make it some fucking radical edge colour like classic black or radioactive green, and then you make it full of spikes and piercings and possibly dripping heretofore unknown bodily fluids out of its mouth or various weird mysterious injuries. Also maybe have its insides on the outside in a cool and definitely not impractical and nonsensical as fuck manner. And name it after either a sickness or cause of death to complete that next-level edginess.

[Davesprite has made some unfortunate discoveries in his time on the internet, plumbing the depths for memes and ironically shitty art.]