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

[momsboy]

Oh yeah then totally, Gamora and I were that.

So you never grew up knowing your real parents?

[mindseer]

So... wait, the green skinned woman I met the other day? She's your lusus? [Cock her head a little.]

Nah. We don't even think of them as our real parents. Lusi are who raise us. It's normal for us.

[momsboy]

You talked? And yes, she's the one for me. [ Don't get him started or he will never shut up about how much he loves his not!wife. ]

Like cool babysitters then, gotcha. Do they get children assigned to them at random or you can choose them?

[mindseer]

The one for... oh! So she's kind of like your matesprite, your mate? Cool!

And... yeah, I guess you could call them that, and even a few sit on the babies if they're small enough. [She shrugged.] It's kind of random but they tend to favor different blood colors, so you tend to get certain kinds based on your blood caste.

[momsboy]

That she is. The one and only for me.

[ Even if the Universe seems determined to pull them apart, back in their world. Living in Asgard has given them another chance. ]

Aww that's cute, like what hens do. Makes sense, I guess, if your society is organized like that. And talking about hen, let's hope this issue with the sacrifices gets cleared soon enough. I think we can't do much more than wait and see what the Gods will say.

[mindseer]

If they ask my opinion, I'll give it. But yeah, I have a feeling this isn't something we can answer right this second.

Oh, you would have liked my lusus by the way. She was a dragon. Totally cool. [And totally never got out of her egg while she was growing up.]

[momsboy]

Not really no.

You mentioned your dragon mom before! I remember her, she sounded great.

[mindseer]

She's cool enough to be worth gassing about more than once. Eheh. But enough of that. Like you said, we can't really do this now, so we'll have the chance soon enough, no doubt.

I think we can end this here?

[momsboy]

If I had a dragon mom I would do the same.

[ Peter nods, caressing the piggy in his lap. ]

Let's hope we all reach an agreement.