Who: Shen Qingqiu and friends! What/When: A place to organize Shen Qingqiu's December threads Where: Anywhere people gather Warning(s): TBD [12/20]
Thread starters in the comments below. Wildcards welcome!
"I suppose so." He gives a small chuckle, "I apologize, that must be mild compared to what you have tasted."
You better be careful, Qingqiu. Artemy will likely pick out something very salty!
"Ah, honestly, we celebrate... sort of. I do not know if celebrate is the word you would use for it. On the darkest day of winter we observe Suok, remember her place in our origin story of the world, sacrifice blood to her name in order to satiate her for another year..." He says all this as if it is quite normal and regular things to do, "It's nothing quite as cheery as this, honestly in comparison, it's rather dreary. No food cooked, no gifts exchanged, nothing like that."
Is that supposed to deter him? Shen Qingqiu would happily eat something salty if Artemy placed it in his hand -- or his mouth.
Shen Qingqiu nods, listening with genuine interest and no judgement. It's not impossible that he might put his foot in his mouth at some point, but any rudeness on his part is completely unintentional. A product of privilege, not conscious disrespect. "A rite of solemnity and respect, then," he says thoughtfully. "Those are important too. In some cultures they believe that wolves or a giant serpent are attempting to plunge the world into darkness, and perform rites to chase off the monsters or satiate them so the sun can return. Is your Suok a little similar?"
"I suppose, similar enough." He says, believing the tale he's saying to be superstition, a metaphor. Important to his culture, yes, but not a real tale of events that truly unfolded exactly as told. "It is said that Bos Turokh swallowed her to contain all the evils of the world, which allowed the universe to be created... I think most cultures likely have a similar enough story for one reason or another."
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You better be careful, Qingqiu. Artemy will likely pick out something very salty!
"Ah, honestly, we celebrate... sort of. I do not know if celebrate is the word you would use for it. On the darkest day of winter we observe Suok, remember her place in our origin story of the world, sacrifice blood to her name in order to satiate her for another year..." He says all this as if it is quite normal and regular things to do, "It's nothing quite as cheery as this, honestly in comparison, it's rather dreary. No food cooked, no gifts exchanged, nothing like that."
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Shen Qingqiu nods, listening with genuine interest and no judgement. It's not impossible that he might put his foot in his mouth at some point, but any rudeness on his part is completely unintentional. A product of privilege, not conscious disrespect. "A rite of solemnity and respect, then," he says thoughtfully. "Those are important too. In some cultures they believe that wolves or a giant serpent are attempting to plunge the world into darkness, and perform rites to chase off the monsters or satiate them so the sun can return. Is your Suok a little similar?"
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I'm putting you in gay baby jail, Drake."I suppose, similar enough." He says, believing the tale he's saying to be superstition, a metaphor. Important to his culture, yes, but not a real tale of events that truly unfolded exactly as told. "It is said that Bos Turokh swallowed her to contain all the evils of the world, which allowed the universe to be created... I think most cultures likely have a similar enough story for one reason or another."