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The Far Shore Mods ([personal profile] godsoffortune) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2018-10-16 08:15 pm

October Training

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: February 6th, 2017
Where: Outside the Meeting Hall, the Far Shore (and optionally, the slopes of a recently erupting volcano)
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 rear of the Meeting Hall, where 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 more experienced god and shinki volunteers.




Meeting Hall


God Training

    Newly arrived gods are escorted into a small meeting room, with tatami floors and a stage at the front of the room where the speaker stands. A minor deity is giving the speech, and none of the white-robed shinki enter. Paper and pens are provided to all the attendees as an unsubtle suggestion to take notes on the information they're given.

    The speaker delivers her welcome speech in the monotone of someone who's practiced it far too often. Hopefully no one's feeling sleepy! She adds that gods should be cautious of anyone on the Near Shore who might ask to use their shrines to visit the Heavens, and should instruct their shinki to be cautious as well. There is at least one unrecognized god who the Heavens believe to be attacking them, and another recent incursion by an unrecognized god ended in his defeat and the extinguishing of the volcano he had caused to erupt. Newly arrived gods 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. They are allowed to remain in the room as long as they wish, should they want to discuss questions with each other or with more experienced gods who are here to help out.


Shinki Training

    There are stacks of informational pamphlets sitting out on tables around the dojo. There are five or six white-robed shinki present, who will willingly answer any questions or instruct newcomers in the use of the borderline. They accompany their answers, or their lessons, with 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. Each of the shinki is wearing a brightly-colored sticky name tag reading HELLO, MY NAME IS ________, and all of their names appear to end with the syllable "mei."

    A variety of weapons are available in the dojo for shinki and their gods to practice with, and a row of straw targets are set up along one wall. Both Sabimei and his animated straw training dummies are absent from this training session, but standard, inanimate straw targets have been lined up outside, and a few rings are laid out on the frozen ground for friendly sparring matches. (Shinki characters who are interested in learning more about the borderlines or want to learn new shinki spells or songs may approach any of the training shinki for advice or instruction. Please remember to comment on the Shinki Spells page when your character begins to learn a new spell, excluding the borderline.)


Physical Training

    There is still clean-up left to work on from the volcano's eruption. Two tengu (one of whom characters might recognize as the hot springs' proprietor) have volunteered to help transport any gods or shinki who are willing to help clear trees, dig or wash away ash on roads and roofs, and repair damage to occupied temples. The abandoned temples that were damaged by the earthquake and volcano are being left to decay, although anyone who's curious about them could take the offer of a free ride to explore some of those abandoned and damaged buildings as well. Some might contain old books or mementos of the long-vanished owners; others have nothing left inside but dust, mold, and curious spirits.

    Back at the training ground, characters who aren't helping clean up the Western district have the option of playing sparring games to test their reflexes. The white-robed shinki are organizing them into pairs in the marked circles and explaining the rules: each participant is given 10 seconds on offense to score a hit with any weapon of their choice, from bare hands to sparring weaponry to shinki magic, while their partner is only allowed to dodge or defend. After five rounds, the person with more points gets to declare a penalty for their partner: drawing on their face with a marker, ordering them to do something silly or embarrassing, making them fetch tea... it's up to the winner!


Rest and Refreshments

    After the gods' training lecture is finished, a few of the white-robed shinki bustle back in to set up craft tables and a buffet area. This time, the theme seems to be a sweet English tea: little cakes, scones, jams, cookies, tiny finger sandwiches and a vast array of chocolates are available, as well as many different teapots, with hot water dispensers and loose tea available to let everyone brew to their own tastes as they venture in to rest or talk to their new partners.

    Over on the craft tables, there's all kinds of art and craft supplies available, from construction paper to calligraphy brushes, glitter to gouache. Signs on the tables encourage gods and shinki to show their appreciation for each other with a valentine letter or card. It's a bonding exercise! There is a lot of glitter. And glue. Hopefully, no one's wearing their nice clothes.




In Summary:
  • Get all the information you can handle
  • Veteran new gods and shinki are welcome to volunteer showing the ropes
  • Explore damaged temples or practice sparring
  • Enjoy a tea and make some valentines
  • Have fun~
wildguardian: (what what)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2018-10-19 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"A vacuum! That's what I should get." He grins, shrugging it off. "Eventually."

Bakugou might have one somewhere, actually. There's not much dust accumulating in the temple. Zhao has not been paying attention, so he's not sure if that's due to chores happening, or some kind of Heavenly anti-dust property.

"Yeah, it's something, all right," he adds, with an almost voiceless ha. "God or shinki?"
spacebolin: (smuggy)

[personal profile] spacebolin 2018-10-20 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Might be a good idea." Oh good. It was nice to know that this place actually had things he was used to. Comforting, in a way. Maybe.

But that didn't change the fact that this place was confusing and infuriating and that he hated it a little. Or a lot. He hadn't quite decided yet.

"God. Papa Legba, actually." He doesn't sound terribly thrilled about it, but there's probably nothing he could do about it anyway. "What about you?"
wildguardian: (very srs)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2018-10-21 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Papa... okay, I don't know that one." Zhao raises his eyebrows, inviting further explanation. "I'm a shinki myself -- which at least means I've got fewer things to worry about."
spacebolin: (oooh)

[personal profile] spacebolin 2018-10-22 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Hunk can't help but chuckle at that one because he's pretty much in the same boat. "You know, I don't really know much more than that. I kinda just got a name, so... I feel like I'm going to have to figure out who that is at some point." It's gonna be fun. "Oh. I'm sorry." And maybe it's a little weird to apologize for that, but he feels bad about it in a general sense of... not wanting anyone to have to go through that.
wildguardian: (what what)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2018-10-22 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"You're not the first god who's reacted that way," Zhao says, dryly. "Relax, I don't think being a shinki's all that bad. -- And do they really not explain to you guys who you're supposed to be?"

That's a surprise. Well, not completely a surprise, considering how little information he'd gotten on arrival, but he'd hoped that someone was being told something useful.

It's a bit disturbing to hear that the gods are just as clueless.
spacebolin: (hmmm)

[personal profile] spacebolin 2018-10-23 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's not really comforting." And now he's curious about how many gods reacted that way. "And uh... to be fair, I was kind of distracted by the whole... hey, you're gonna be stuck here for the duration and fill in for this guy~ shtick, so I might have missed it if they did explain more than that."

But he's not terribly worried. He can just find a library or something and figure out who he's supposed to be filling in for in a bit. Hopefully. "Isn't it hard not remembering anything?" There's a beat, and then- "Sorry. You don't have to answer that. I'm just... It seems weird to me. And I feel like I'd probably hate it if I was in your shoes."
wildguardian: (the thinker)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2018-10-24 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Honestly? I wouldn't say I'm a fan," Zhao admits, but he's shrugging the question off a moment later with a casual smile. "Still, it could be worse. I'm dead: I could be gone, but instead here I am, with a job opportunity and a new house.

"If I focus on what I don't have, I'm just wasting the chance to enjoy what I do."
spacebolin: (oooh)

[personal profile] spacebolin 2018-10-26 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
Yea, that's not surprising. But he's not sure what to say to that, so he shrugs. "Okay, that's a fair point. And I guess if you look at it like that, it's not so bad." Maybe.

"I wasn't even thinking about it like that. I just know how I'd probably feel if I was in your situation." And he can't help feeling a little grateful that he isn't in the same situation. "At least it seems like a nice enough place to be stranded." For now, at least.
wildguardian: (uh huh then what)

[personal profile] wildguardian 2018-10-26 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're looking at it," Zhao says, bluntly, "from the point of view of a guy who knows what he'd be forgetting."

Which is, in itself, a bleak and terrible admission: bleak and terrible enough that after that moment he breezes swiftly on with the casual smile pasted back in place. He can't dwell on it, after all.

(He could, but it would be dangerous. He can feel that, bone-deep.)

"Anyway," he adds, "it's all right. I hear it's not quite as nice as it looks, though. They've had some problems lately with gods going rogue and attacking the place, so watch your back."