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crouching_sin) wrote2015-12-18 09:49 pm
crouching_sin) wrote2015-12-18 09:49 pm
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[Today's video finds Naoya sitting and drinking a cup of coffee. He's bundled up in a green sweater, and he looks fairly amused.]
I thought I'd tell you a story today, for those of you who care to listen. This is a story about the Norse gods, and mistletoe. Let me define a fe things before I begin, for those of you who do not know those terms.
Gods are like… very powerful beings. Think of them like very rare, very powerful Pokemon. Gods in most traditions are similar to humans in the sense that they live out their lives, look similar to people, and have relationships. Generally, they're thought to have certain domains of power.
Mistletoe is a plant with white berries that looks similar to this.
[He pauses to lift up a picture that he's drawn to illustrate it.]
There's a tradition to meet under it to kiss people.
'Norse' refers to a people in my world that lived in the far north. Their culture is mostly known these days for being one that was full of warriors and raiders.
Now, on to our story. One day, the queen of the gods, Frigga, had a dream about her son Baldur - the god of light - dying horribly. Baldur had the same dream, and Frigga set out to see that it didn't happen. She traveled all the realms, making each and every object swear that it would never harm Baldur. Every object swore an oath - except for mistletoe, because Frigga thought it too young and unimportant to swear an oath.
The gods heard of all of the oaths sworn, and played a game where they threw things at Baldur and watched them bounce off. However Loki, god of fire and mischief, heard of this, and found out that mistletoe had not sworn that oath. He took mistletoe and made an arrow of it, and handed it to Baldur's brother, the blind god Hod. Hod threw the arrow at Baldur, which killed him.
Frigga went to Hel, the mistress of the dead, and pleaded for her son back. Hel agreed, on the condition that every living thing in the world weep for Baldur. She went to every living thing and begged for them to weep, and all did - except one. That was the giantess Thokk, and because she would not weep, Baldur did not come back to life.
[He takes a sip of his coffee, before speaking again.]
It's unclear whether Thokk was Loki in disguise or not. Certainly, he'd never tell one way or the other, god of mischief that he is. The fact remains that, though many see mistletoe as a symbol of love, it's in fact the reminder of a dead god.
... Though said god did reappear recently, though that's a story for another time.
I hope you all learned something today.
[Aaand the video clicks off.]
I thought I'd tell you a story today, for those of you who care to listen. This is a story about the Norse gods, and mistletoe. Let me define a fe things before I begin, for those of you who do not know those terms.
Gods are like… very powerful beings. Think of them like very rare, very powerful Pokemon. Gods in most traditions are similar to humans in the sense that they live out their lives, look similar to people, and have relationships. Generally, they're thought to have certain domains of power.
Mistletoe is a plant with white berries that looks similar to this.
[He pauses to lift up a picture that he's drawn to illustrate it.]
There's a tradition to meet under it to kiss people.
'Norse' refers to a people in my world that lived in the far north. Their culture is mostly known these days for being one that was full of warriors and raiders.
Now, on to our story. One day, the queen of the gods, Frigga, had a dream about her son Baldur - the god of light - dying horribly. Baldur had the same dream, and Frigga set out to see that it didn't happen. She traveled all the realms, making each and every object swear that it would never harm Baldur. Every object swore an oath - except for mistletoe, because Frigga thought it too young and unimportant to swear an oath.
The gods heard of all of the oaths sworn, and played a game where they threw things at Baldur and watched them bounce off. However Loki, god of fire and mischief, heard of this, and found out that mistletoe had not sworn that oath. He took mistletoe and made an arrow of it, and handed it to Baldur's brother, the blind god Hod. Hod threw the arrow at Baldur, which killed him.
Frigga went to Hel, the mistress of the dead, and pleaded for her son back. Hel agreed, on the condition that every living thing in the world weep for Baldur. She went to every living thing and begged for them to weep, and all did - except one. That was the giantess Thokk, and because she would not weep, Baldur did not come back to life.
[He takes a sip of his coffee, before speaking again.]
It's unclear whether Thokk was Loki in disguise or not. Certainly, he'd never tell one way or the other, god of mischief that he is. The fact remains that, though many see mistletoe as a symbol of love, it's in fact the reminder of a dead god.
... Though said god did reappear recently, though that's a story for another time.
I hope you all learned something today.
[Aaand the video clicks off.]
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That's... rather impressive, actually.
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it got shit done
anyway i cant do it anymore obviously
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always handy in a crisis
that was more my sisters area though
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What sort of magic did your sister do?
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like she looked too long into the abyss or something and the eldritch gods living there poured their space lobstery business into her brain so she talked gobbledegook for a while and leaked smoke
apart from that she just sort of shot light at things with her knitting needles and they exploded
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That's useful, though. It might be somewhat limited in applications, but still useful.
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she got better
now she mostly just sees the future and drinks a lot
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Not good.
But better.
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anyway thats my family
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[Private Text] 1/why did you do this to yourself
thats my friend
he went up to the veil which is the fancy name for a bunch of meteors hanging out outside where our personal planets were
there was a space lab up there and like a total doofus falling ass first into some important plot heavy shit he just put on a science coat and pushed buttons like there was no tomorrow
which i guess in a pretty literal way there wasnt
anyway pushing the buttons allowed him to obtain paradox slime imprints of our guardians which the machine then analyzed to create baby versions of said guardians
then john pressed another button which mixed the slime heterowise and those mixtures made me and rose and then john and jade
the same john whose pushing the buttons i mean except babies
everything is babies
[Private Text] 2/god
except theyre sort of not our biological parents since the actual biological babymaking process was not involved at any point in this its all dna recombination and ghost slime and sci fi machines
i guess the closest thing we can call them is our genetic donors who also happened to raise us
anyway it turns out that not only are these babies genetically identical to us
they also ARE us
and the mechanics of our universe are set up such that we were always already conceived thirteen years after wed already been living on gods good earth
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or spring of 96 in johns case
and land in our respective us states and or uncharted pacific islands
and our guardians get sent back even further so theyre proper guardian age when we land and thus can take care of us and raise us to be the badass little fuckers we are
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mine crushed a record store and a pony
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... So I guess my only response to this weirdness is that I'm Cain. As in literally him. And Loki hangs around me which makes most of this bullshit sound like not actually bullshit but a thing that could happen.
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like the 2006 shane woodson film with flavor flav playing slim jim?
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[Well that's less exciting.]
i guess that makes more sense with your being fifty five hundred years old and all
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Exactly. At least you come from a world with that story - I've had to tell it a few times.
[Even if it doesn't get everything right...]
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