Video; Where's The Laughter in Slaughter?

[ragnarsson]

[When the camera gets turned on, the first thing to note is that Ivar's face is streaked in blood that has only just started to dry in places. Someone's been out worshiping with the natives in a fashion very familiar to a Viking. If y'all hadn't gotten the impression Ivar was a bloodthirsty barbarian from a bygone era, the imagery is definitely reinforced with the dripping red streaks on his face. Also is that some around his lips as well? Has he been drinking the stuff too? Honestly, though, he seems quite pleased by what's been going on even if everyone else might be disturbed by the casual slaughter of the cows. His tone starts off very serious, since worship is important where he's from.]

About time this place started getting some proper worship going. I know most of you all are from soft places-- [The scorn in his tone is obvious.] --but blood sacrifices are always the best when giving due diligence to these gods where I am from. Blood demands blood, especially if you want them to be on your side in battle, or to favor you at all. It's really not all that different then slaughtering animals for food, just with more rituals and rites to it.

[Then he switches back to his usual tone that ranges somewhere between insanity and half-truths end tends to indulge in.]

It's a good thing we finally got the right sort of animals around here. Otherwise, I might have had to resort to sacrificing one of you. [He muses for a moment before laughing.] I'm joking of course! [Beat.] Human sacrifices only work if they're willing participants.

[OOC: This post is for a general discussion, so feel free to have threads amongst all the characters and thread-jacking rather then just talking with Ivar. Do let me know if you do want a specific thread with him! He has rather...strong opinions about this.]

Comments

[machinamentum]

A diadem?

[ that out of anything just makes her squirm a little. This sounds fancy. She doesn't do fancy. ]

Uhhhh, maybe I'm not the best for this?

[ragnarsson]

You know, like a circlet? [He makes a motion with his hand where it would lay on her head.] I'm sure there has to be one lying around here after all the shit that fell from the sky.

[He cocks his head.]

Nonsense! You'll be perfect. Who else will gladly slaughter chickens with me?

[machinamentum]

Yeah guess that's true. Just don't expect anything like, super fancy or whatever, got it?

[ She knows what she is, and it's not fancy. There are sleek and powerful people in the galaxy, she knew some of the best of them.

But her? Yeah. No. No illusion lost there. ] Okay give me like, a minute. You got chickens and whatever? And where do you want me? There a temple or something?

[ragnarsson]

Fancy isn't the way of the Norse. We're far too practical and down-to-earth for that.

[Look at Ivar. He was royalty but one would never think it just by looking at him.]

I'll start rounding up the chickens. Let's start with just a couple so that the rites can be performed properly. We should do it at one of their temples. Which do you want to make the offering to?

[machinamentum]

Knew you were my kinda guy. I hate rich stuff.

[ She taps her fingers on her chin. Thoughtful and humming. Who does she wanna mess with first?

No, this is science. Magical God Science. Test control. You needed a zero-sum first to make sure you knew your data before continuing. Or something. Tannis was the researcher, not Gaige. ]

Let's do it to Honir first. He won't get mad, he'll just be confused. Besides, he's been pretty cool to me so far.

[ragnarsson]

Everything should be in moderation, even the best of things.

[Hence why he saved his fancy clothes and such for important things like dealing with fellow kings.

The idea of sacrificing the chickens to Honir makes hims snigger for a moment, if only because he's already picturing the bewildered reaction of the god at the offering that's about to come his way.]

Good. I can only imagine what his reaction will be once he learns how a chicken lays an egg.

[machinamentum]

[ Gaige bursts into loud, vibrant, laughter. Half mad giggling, as it quiets, oh this is going to be great. This is going to be its own reward just for imagining it. ]

Oh man, he's going to freak.

[ She sobers up. Licking her lips in thought. ]

Right. I'll meet you near his Temple, see you in a few, yeah?

[ragnarsson]

Alright. See you then.

[Man, they were going to have a blast once they got together.]