April Training

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: May 8th 2017
Where: Outside the 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 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.

Once the speech is over, new gods are joined with the rest of the gods in a larger room, although it still has a raised stage and tatami mats. There are worried whispers that they might be given another questionnaire to fill out as was the case a month and a half ago, while others are wondering if this is an impromptu conclave to follow up on Suijin's findings on behalf of Amaterasu.

Well, after a few minutes, Fuujin arrives - with Kaede close behind him. "I hear you all plan on sticking around, so listen up." He crosses his arms and walks towards the front of the stage. "You want to prove we can trust you so much, you can pull your own weight. This whole time, we've been training you and your shinki. Time to show us what you've learned and just how much effort you're willing to put in off the battlefield. Kaede, explain." Fuujin steps back, and Kaede steps forward.

"What my Lord Fuujin means is that we will begin accepting volunteers for temples of the New Gods to host these training sessions. Training should continue to cater to the needs of God and Shinki alike. Prospective Hosts should contact me, Lord Fuujin, or one of the other Counselors Lady Suijin and Lord Raijin, if they are interested in opening up their temple, so that we might make recommendations based on your planned activities." Kaede bows to the crowd. "Lady Suijin and Our Lady Amaterasu also send their regards in this matter."

Although Fuujin harrumphs a little at that final remark, Kaede steps back. "Alright, that's it! Go on if you've got other business."

Shinki Training

There are stacks of informational pamphlets sitting out on tables around the dojo. There aren't very many of the white-robed shinki around, but the few who are present 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. Outside, in an area carefully roped off with red ribbons, are six animated training dummies, but they are damaged in a way that doesn't make them terribly useful as targets. A couple of shinki are trying to repair them on the fly without success, all by hand.

Physical Training

Amaterasu's shinki took the time to reassemble Bishamon's obstacle course on these grounds! Climb walls, crawl through mud, jump across randomly spaced stumps, find your way through a maze and collect one of each of five different-colored ribbons being handed out by shinki attendants for completing each section within the allotted time. Every so often, Amaterasu's shinki high-five each other for setting a good example for future training sessions and sound excited about being allowed to participate in trainings instead of managing them all the time.

There's another segment inside the hall though, away from the noisiness outside. There is a place set up to do low-strain stretching exercises called Rajio Taisou. Afterwards, this includes a duration exercise for practicing seiza sitting position. Those who succeed for at least 15 minutes are treated to an immaculately prepared hot drink of traditional green tea, or a similar sort of beverage upon request, then another at 30 minutes, and so forth. Don't worry, the drink cups are the traditional size - slightly smaller than a modern mug.

Rest and Refreshments

While the usual refreshments and snacks are available, for those who are still up for it, Amaterasu's shinki have one more session that everyone can participate in. They'd originally planned for it to be shinki songs only, but say they decided to make it more general singing practice. They'll sing a handful of kindergarten-age songs twice-through each as warm up, and then move on to some popular enka tunes as well. They have light koto accompaniment, a small piano, and a drum.

In Summary:

• Get all the information you can handle
  
• Discuss with your temple-mates if you'd like to volunteer to host training
  
• Choose your style of physical training: high- or low-impact
  
• Enjoy singing together
• Have fun~

Comments

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Wait, hey, hold on. There's no way you'd decline if you knew what you were being offered!" This was simple fact in Zetta's eyes, which is why he was confused rather than angry or demanding.

[swordofzero]

"I would. As I said I already have a job, I work for Lord Ebisu's temple as well as my duties as Lord Saber's shinki. Another job would be too much I believe."

Especially since he is trying to be more diligent in being Saber's shinki and part time or not his job keeps him very busy, it's hard not to put in extra hours when everyone around you is working so hard.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Okay, but hear me out," Zetta said, prepared to make the most cogent and capable argument imaginable. "Those are both lame."

[swordofzero]

That got Suzaku to turn back to him, his eyes hardening. "I would ask you not to insult my god, or Lord Ebisu."

His voice was still quiet but it was no longer soft, a thread of anger running through it.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"I was insulting your jobs! Although neither of those two are the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos." Which wasn't exactly an insult, because no one else but Zetta was either. It's not his fault no one was him except him!

[swordofzero]

"Ah. Either way I am happy with them." And had no need or desire to serve the 'most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos' whatever that meant.

He nodded politely and this time did turn away, planning to take his training elsewhere.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"What? You don't want power? Money? Respect? The attention of hot girls, or whatever your preferred gender is? The chance to abuse Prinnies?"

Since everybody wanted these things, obviously the kid didn't believe Zetta could provide. Time to demonstrate he could!

[swordofzero]

"I don't require any of those things."

Power didn't interest him, he was paid for working for Ebisu, respect was earned and not gifted, he had no wish for attention. He wasn't Edge to fall head over heals with every unattainable woman in the heavens, not that he though Edge would take this offer either...

He still doesn't understand what a Prinnie is.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"The hell are you living for then?" Zetta raised one eyebrow in plain confusion. "Uh, existing. Whatever."

[swordofzero]

Suzaku just blinked at him, even after the change of question. He was existing because the heavens had brought him here. That was it. He had had no choice in the matter, though he finds he doesn't mind it. He can do good here.

He turned away, he really should have left this conversation earlier.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"H-hey!" The book quivered indignantly in midair. "What's with the blinking?! That was a legitimate question, damn it!"

[swordofzero]

No he is walking away. It feels very rude and he feels bad doing so. But at the same time he's really not comfortable with that line of questioning and he feels he has already given his answer. He has no need of a job, however great an employer this book may believe himself to be.