Pagan Tropers Unite!

I don't usually go to Web MD thanks to its tendency to get misused by hypochondriacs, but it has pretty solid first aid. Since your skin isn't turning white/black and you can still feel pain in that area, you should be fine doing first-aid until you can see a doctor. (And ouch, Los Angeles traffic.)

Lots of healing vibes!

http://www.webmd.com/first-aid/frostbite-treatment

Double-posting for Multiverse news.

I actually did warn Sansa that Not-Cap exists ("there's an evil spirit who looks like Cap because he REALLY likes making us paranoid about whether Cap is himself or not"), and she's not surprised. She's not surprised at ANYTHING I tell her thanks to being partly-emotionally-dead, and it just sucks.

Also, Reality Ensues with my Steve/Sansa Crack Ship. They're both physically in their early twenties, but Sansa's PTSD seems to have frozen her into the mental state of "a thirteen-year-old is trying to cope with losing half her family and dealing with men who are a) creepy perverts, b) power-hungry for her status, or c) the ones responsible for killing half her family." Like, you know how Sansa freaked out when he hugged her because she sensed that he wasn't human anymore? Steve probably sensed her emotional state thanks to his not-quite-deity powers.

At first he kept outright calling her a teenager, so we went, "Steve, stop exaggerating! She's an adult in BOTH our worlds!" and he went "No, she's a teenager INSIDE. She is always seeing her dad get beheaded, she just got out of a war, and I'm pretty sure talking to me about ANOTHER war isn't going to make her feel any better. Now shut the hell up."

The second problem is that they're from two different worlds and she has to get back home, which is self-explanatory because he won't be able to go with her, and the third problem is that he's still trying to get over Peggy.

We're not handcuffing them together and we know it's not permanent, but we just really want Sansa to be KIND OF happy for however long she's here. Like, Sansa has kicked all our Big Sibling Instincts into hyperspeed right now.

Update on my cold injury:

So Saturday, the itching ramped up and parts of the area started to get rough and oozy. Saturday evening, I developed edema in the foot and ankle below. That did it. I saw a doctor today. She said the only real issue was the potential for infection and prescribed me some antibiotics and recommended a home treatment regimen. I follow up in a week.

I'm wondering if the actual effect of the magic was to make things bad enough to overcome my normal stubbornness and get me to that doctor's office. The gods can be tricky like that when we don't do the smart thing.

Well, that was interesting AND scary. Hope your leg gets better by next week!

So my first math test today was kind of flail-y—technically it was only 20 questions and we could use our notes, but we took about 20 pages of notes and I'm pretttttttty sure I got something mixed up since I was frantically flipping back and forth through the aforementioned twenty pages.

Cap is assuring me that everything will eventually balance out into a C, which is reassuring if oddly specific, but didn't I get a fucking ritual done for Ganesh to AVOID the flailing?

Also holy shit, there was a spider on the wall AND IT STOPPED EXACTLY AT MY EYE LEVEL FOR A COUPLE MINUTES. I'm slowly getting accustomed to not killing spiders, but it still showed up right while I was posting this.

Thanks to Cap's presence in my headspace, I immediately thought of Spider Man and my various hero-oriented activities as of late.

edited 11th Jul '16 11:49:41 PM by Sharysa

Good news: Brienne and Arya found Sansa a few days ago.

Bad news: So did Not-Cap. He ambushed Sansa and Brienne, Cap, and my ancestors flipped their shit on him. (Me and Arya were told to stay out of it because I'm a bard and Arya's fourteen.)

Cap actually couldn't do anything for a minute because Brienne and my ancestors were crushing each other trying to get Sansa back from Not-Cap, and the more we freaked out, the more Not-Cap laughed and soaked up our terror. Cap basically ordered us to stop helping Sansa for thirty seconds, and then he booted Not-Cap out of the headspace.

Not-Cap wasn't really trying that hard to do anything to her, but he definitely gets off on everyone's fear that he CAN. The bro's a textbook emotional sadist. Of course, the game plan if he comes back is to 1) not panic, and 2) call a god immediately.

We don't know where Jon Snow is yet, but he's coming. I now ship Brienne/Sansa/Cap, and Arya and Tony get along way too well.

Sansa also mentioned that Cap is the exact type of guy that Ned said he'd find for her instead of Joffrey. Damn it, girl, stop making me sad.

I was on Facebook yesterday and read a hilarious/stupid article about how Mike Pence is somehow dumb enough to hold Mulan as an example of why women SHOULDN'T join the military. The reasons are 1) how Mulan fell for her superior officer and that's illegal, but that rule was invented about three thousand years after Mulan's era, and 2) how Mulan is too "delicate" to pass as a man, even though everyone clearly treats Mulan-as-Ping like a TEENAGER, not a full-grown manly hunk. Basically, Pence says "TEH LIB-RULLS ARE TAKING OVERRRRR!"

And then Mulan and Shang showed up in my headspace last night. I burned my eggs for breakfast this morning, then nearly spilled hot coffee on myself. Like—shit, Mulan, stop proving you're real.

On the other hand, it's nice to see some humanoid Asian spirits who aren't my ancestors. My ancestor/Fianna-member Wes is totally fanboying over Shang as one of the five attractive Asian guys in American media, especially since they're both Chinese.

On the OTHER other hand, Shang and my Japanese ancestor mutually dislike each other. Shang called Taro an islander rube (not helped by Taro actually being a farmer), Taro called Shang a stuck-up Chinese meathead (not helped by Shang being very proud of his lineage and heroism).

I reminded Shang that I'm from the Philippines and my mom's side was poor, and Shang went "but the Philippines are in the SOUTH, so of COURSE you're different. Japan is just our up-jumped colony."

FacePalming because Shang is clearly not bothering to get history right.

edited 20th Jul '16 12:54:35 PM by Sharysa

Honestly, meathead is SUCH a Japanese insult lol; i dont think most other ppl can pull it off effectively; its similar to how German insults work haha

I don't even know where Shang got "China colonized Japan" from, since both countries have been empires for the past few thousand years. I guess it's from how Chinese culture took off so thoroughly in Japan, but I asked how much Shang actually knows about it and he just shrugged it off.

Yeah, not leaving those two alone for a while.

Edit: Omg, Shang is such a Backseat Driver and he's breaking the bad Asian driver stereotype WHILE fulfilling the "uptight stickler for rules" stereotype. I pointed out that I live here and I've been down all the routes a million times, and he went "That just means you got complacent!"

He cut down on the advice when I pointed out he sounds like my mom.

It's hilarious.

edited 20th Jul '16 5:18:22 PM by Sharysa

I am ridiculously happy that the trope page for Arre's TheMythologyClass is growing.

World increasingly sucks. Skip this paragraph if you don't want details: New president gives a-okay to vigilante justice, which is all capes and aliases until the bodies of alleged purse-snatchers are found mummified in masking tape, executed without any proper arrest or trial. Cops shot this one criminology scholar to death, in his sleep just for bunking with a friend who was into drugs. Popular opinion seems to be this scholar deserved to die. A curfew is currently being implemented. My fellow countrypeeps pipe up with, "It's like 1984" but why turn to some fictional dystopia when the generation isn't even gray that remembers life under Ferdinand Marcos' administration?

Vacationing in the Visayas right now. Was being all, There Is No Gods, world is so terrible...then made what might possibly be the acquaintance of the volcano. Lent me the gall to keep going for a bit, or maybe just naturally exudes gall.

On the one hand, yeah, Japan is an Empire although geographically tiny, and one of the first times China tried to sail over to do some expansion weren't there these divine winds that sunk all the Chinese boats, and the Japanese army then didn't even have to do a thing in this legend-myth?

On the other hand, the Philippines is now in China, according to China. Ohoho, like anybody listens when the United Nations asks very nicely to honor national sovereignty!

(Just curious, does your headcanon Mulan look like OnceUponATime's Jaime Chung with a good Shang cosplayer, or does your Otherworld sometimes become animated? Or other?)

Mulan and Shang look like a blend of realistic art and Disney/anime styled art. If I had to pin it down, they look CGI in the manner of "Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children" or "Star Wars."

My Otherworld definitely blends with animation sometimes, though. The Fox looks cartoony a lot of the time because xe sometimes walks like a human, but forgets that hir body is still a fox, or xe tries to do human expressions but forgets that xe's still a fox. Sometimes xe DOES manage to shapeshift the relevant bits into a human, but forgets that the rest of hir is still a fox.

So, update on the leg issue. I should have told you guys sooner, but it's been hectic.

In addition to the swelling, I developed a rash all over my body. The antibiotics seemed to be having no effect. They eventually sent me to the hospital for a couple of days so I could get an IV drip of stronger antibiotics. The infection turned out to be a strep bacterium, meaning that the rash? Was technically SCARLET FEVER. In a woman in her late 30s. Bizarre. But that all seems to have done the trick and they released me, and now I'm just finishing up my oral A Bs and ITCHING LIKE MAD as my skin peels off, healing sunburn-style.

Welllllll, at least it wasn't a BAD case of scarlet fever? Lots of healing energy!

(looks at healing vibes sent in previous page)

(looks at progress)

I…I'm gonna pull m-my vibes back to me, lessee if that helps, hey?

))) gnilaeh (((

edited 24th Jul '16 6:22:13 AM by Faemon

Whatever works, man. I have very little experience of being sick and it's rather unsettling.

Double post: Perhaps I spoke too soon. I think the rash may be coming back.

Ouch! I'm going to modify my healing energy into "doesn't get worse" energy.

Edit: There's something that seems like a spider bite on my left palm. It's not itchy, but it's a little warm and it twinges whenever I put pressure on it. Like when writing normally, or typing normally, or holding/carrying shit.

There's been way too many spiders hanging around my house lately, and thanks to Cap and Diana showing up in my headspace, I keep thinking of Spiderman.

PETER, IF YOU ARE TRYING TO TALK THROUGH YOUR ARACHNID BROS, PLEASE STOP.

edited 24th Jul '16 5:33:18 PM by Sharysa

So, telling Peter to quit it with all the spiders worked, but his only real advice was "Don't worry, man, things are gonna get a lot better." I thought it was because I had a crap Sunday, but I found out today that it's basically inevitable I'm gonna tank my math class again.

Even if I get a perfect score on my last exam, I barely got half the credit on the OTHER two tests and then I forgot that we need to take some time in the math lab.

I wasn't SURPRISED that math is such a clusterfuck again, but it's a waste of summer and gas.

Ganesh must have a DAMN good reason for not helping me in a way I can comprehend at the moment.

edited 25th Jul '16 6:21:27 PM by Sharysa

Jon Snow has found Sansa, Arya, and Brienne, so yay. The problem is getting BACK to the Westeros-verse since Sansa didn't know how she got here, and everyone instinctively followed her.

Peter Parker isn't the one who was sending me spider-messages. It was the Spider herself. (But she's largely telling me the same message: "Just truck through and you'll get everything done, don't worry.")

Also, thanks to The Fair Folk's shenanigans of abducting me and Moritz for the lulz (again), we found out that Marvel-Thor is different from Normal-Thor. Like, they're legitimately separate entities. We were doing a normal meditation that was nowhere near water, and we were suddenly ON A SHIP SOMEHOW, so I called the Avengers.

Normal-Thor is a total bro, so while he likes Marvel-Thor's studly appearance, he can only manage Ye Olde Butchered English at best. So I knew something was off when Thor teleported onto the ship with Mjolnir and went "RETURN THESE TWO TO THEIR HOME, ELF-MEN, OR I WILL CLEAVE THE SHIP IN TWAIN" like Legolas' brick wall of an older brother. So yeah, The Fair Folk let us go.

This is one of the VERY few times I've willingly called Loki up, and Marvel-Thor promptly informed me that this Loki is not his brother. (Marvel-Loki is safely contained in the Marvel-verse. They're not letting him near me.)

Also, I thought I was feeling crappy because this week is partly-explainable-depression week, but Normal-Odin said that the influx of superheroes has apparently opened a lot of "old wounds." I've been asking around for someone to help, but nobody can since the wounds are about twenty years old and they need to heal the slow way. (Which means I was a kid when I got them.)

Normal-Odin says that superheroes have been flying around in the Multiverse since their creation, but most people are closed off to them thanks to the idea that "gods and mythologies are real, but superheroes that explicitly draw on those gods/myths aren't, because gods/myths are thousands of years old and superheroes as we recognize them are less than a hundred." Plus, superheroes were written by humans, and a lot of us forgot that humans have had millennia of stories where writing/art come to life. So it's a mix of "forgetting about the Multiverse" and "shutting ourselves off from it."

The people that AREN'T closed off to the Multiverse (usually children) often get forced to do so, especially in the West. OTHER kids would start making fun of how someone thinks superheroes are real, and adults would worry about a possible mental illness when it's too old to be "cute" that someone's talking about Cap as their best friend.

Tony mentioned that I was technically able to contact the Multiverse years ago (as many people are), but they explicitly didn't come until now because of said societal views. I said I would have been TOTALLY FINE with superheroes in my headspace because I would have been a lot less prone to depression with Cap around in high school, but Tony reminded me "Well duh, but you were already weird enough for people to think you had a mental disorder when you just weren't smart in the way they were comfortable with. We couldn't risk people sticking you in a psych ward or drugging you up because the weird teenager thinks Steve Rogers is her homeboy."

And much like I had a very small chance of learning about Asian-American history before college instead of as a kid/teen when I actually needed to learn my history, there's no way that society wouldn't have made me squish myself into a "normal" box eventually. So I went spirit-drinking with Dionysus.

Marvel-Thor was upset since self-medication isn't good in either plane of existence, but Dionysus reminded him that I'm human, he's part-human, and we are a lot more fragile than full-on gods, so what did they expect when I got REALLY FUCKING BAD NEWS like that? (Normal-Odin grudgingly agreed with Dionysus, but he's keeping an eye on me so I don't drink too often.)

Tony is upset that he accidentally pushed Spirit-Me into binge drinking. According to him, "you're the squishy bard who needs lots of hugs and pep-talks, not lots of beer. That's why we sent CAP first, not me."

I find it hilarious/sad that Cap is agreeing with Dionysus and saying that it's okay for me to feel overwhelmed enough to binge drink sometimes. (As long as I clearly know why I'm self-medicating, I don't drink too much, and it's not too often.)

edited 26th Jul '16 4:22:13 PM by Sharysa

Holy shit.

So I didn't tank the first math test—I was thinking of correcting it, and then I found out that I made a slight mistake when calculating the percentage. Therefore my grade jumped from about 60% (D-F) to 80% (HOLY SHIT, I GOT A B). Which means my second test could ALSO be a high C or low B.

Also, my math-lab requirements can be substituted by proving that I "studied" for the proper amount of hours with my sister, which is basically a piece of paper with some dates and both our signatures on it. The teacher said it would take about five seconds, which means she clearly doesn't mind whether we studied with someone in the class or not.

And now I legitimately feel like I'm finally gonna get one of my math classes done, instead of having to retake it next semester.

Cap was not playing when he said "this will all balance out into a C."

Also Ganesh is laughing his ass off.

edited 27th Jul '16 4:41:46 PM by Sharysa

An acquaintance asked something about discernment of headspace people and how to protect against them if they're 1.) not just in eir head, and 2.) not even friendly. I had a few thoughts about it that turned into a lengthy blog post about a memory that didn't really answer the question so it's good that I kept it a blog. Then I saw this podcast on Defense Against the Dark Arts. And a friend's mother gave me a saint's medallion that's supposed to be powerfully protective...no occasion, she just literally has extra medallions of Catholic saints in her pockets all the time, and thought I was looking a mite spiritually undefended. So...now...I'm worried that the Universe is nudging me to turtle up, which I actually don't like because it sort of means that all the bad things in my life ever, have happened For A Reason or else because I wasn't listening to warnings from Spirit to turtle up. So maybe I won't do it, just to be contrary. Pshaw fine, I'll turtle! Rasslefrassle...

MARTIN SENSMEIER! That was the fancasting for Captain America I saw. Sorry, that's been bugging me for months. Hrmm, If Jesus, Then Aliens? I mean, I kind of get why a serious Hellenistic Reconstructionist Polytheist would flinch at devotionals to Wonderwoman if they're also surrounded by atheist jerks who honestly (and so loudly) believe that "Nobody believes in the Greek gods anymore, we just go One Step Further with disbelieving Yahweh! It's like going back to believing in Santa Claus, or Wonderwoman, haha!" But it's still unsettling that everybody kicks down.

Joseph Campbell, father of the Mythology Kitchen Sink, gets a lot of flack for a lot of good reasons, but if you haven't read any of his stuff already, maybe his writings would have some helpful ideas? Mythos is a documentary series of his lectures, narrated by Susan Sarandon, although The Power of Myth interviews were more personal.

Also reminds me of a soulbonder with an interesting history. Says he met this one headmate when he was thirteen years old, back in the 1960s, but because he didn't know about spirit guides, or soulbonds, or even Jungian Anima, daimons, muses, or any other sort of headmate...so he just kept her a secret for four decades, which you'd think would be difficult and painful, but apparently having online communities to be open about it was worse, poor dear!

edited 30th Jul '16 5:32:51 AM by Faemon

Martin Sensmeier is pretty damn hot. I love how he's NATIVE American.

I also love how math is responsible for like, 90% of my stress because despite how I sorted EVERYTHING out at the beginning of summer to make sure this was okay, my college's website is now telling me that 1) taking a single class at College Y rather than my normal College X is confusing the poor website because WHAT ABOUT MY THEATER MAJOR AT COLLEGE X???, and 2) I am now disqualified from financial aid for reasons that I... already sorted out? Or maybe I just need to sort it out on a semester-by-semester basis.

At least I'm used to it because financial aid problems happen literally all the time.

Cap and Ganesh are both laughing about it, but mostly because they realllllly don't like how I've spent about five years on a basic college degree.

I'll sort it out on Monday, but for now I'll work on writing.

edited 30th Jul '16 3:30:46 PM by Sharysa

My drum circle this month was pretty interesting.

We accidentally double-booked the yoga studio we normally hold it in, so we went to a nearby park instead and it was pretty cool being out in the sun and wind.

And then Cap pointed out that my fear of being potentially mocked as a witch for being my weird-ass self wasn't from actually being ridiculed, but from being ALONE. Which I'm not.

I was pretty damn hesitant to mention that Captain America gave me a message, but the medicine woman pointed out that superheroes aren't NEARLY as weird as some of the stuff she's experienced, and Spirit will usually send messages in A Form You Are Comfortable With. Yay, I'm not crazy!

This is the most recent entry I found where a spiritworker (or whatever term fits) goes both innerworld and otherworld (or whatever term fits). It got me thinking about how I'd read some entries of people addressing ghosts of their own past lives (Notes From the Cosmos, by Gordon Scallion, but also seen in Legend of Aang) or the astral representation of their relationship to their physical body (blogger Therosebell but also seen in Fullmetal Alchemist) and I'm like, but wait how consciousness even?? Whenever I had gotten close to that I just roll with it, but it hasn't been as obviously an Inner Child (say.) Mostly shards of me have taken the forms of swords or arrowheads. Maybe one time I managed what soulbonders call "reverse bonding" with an original character of mine who began to pop up in my otherworld all autonomous-like, but I wouldn't consider us the same person. Unless my psychological leanings hold up, and three crews of Faery Pirates arr really all facets of me. I, uh, don't think so (today.)

and Sharysa you and Moritz got pirated! I hope I don't know them. If you ever meet a historically inaccurate Granuaile somewhere in a situation like that, though, in my experience she's been wicked helpful, kickass and no-nonsense even among the Folk. (Of course you've got your own thing going, and as Marvel Thor handles them then there's probably no call for her, especially if it's not a frequent annoyance. But if you haven't already, she's another interesting ancestor to look up!)

They seemed like standard fairy-pirates-screwing-shit-up with no women I could see, so... yay? By the way, Cap wasn't playing about math. My grade didn't just "balance out into a C," it's actually a B! So now I just need to work on financial aid and getting my classes in order.

Also, it turns out bits of the Otherworld DO seem to be animated when it comes to the Multiverse. I got back into Yu Gi Oh a couple weeks ago thanks to the Abridged Series' hilarity, intended to go to sleep at 11-ish, and accidentally spent three hours reading fanfiction until I checked the time, went "Oh, Crap!," and tried to go to sleep.

Yami Yugi showed up at around 2AM because thanks to reading SAD fanfiction, I couldn't get to sleep. He basically looks like he stepped out of the anime into my headspace. Thank god he's recovered his memories and he's not in his "mind-crushing everyone for causing small/average troubles to people" stage, but he's still pretty high-minded and he almost got in a fight with Loki for "tormenting a mortal." (Yes, Atem equates "douchebag" with "torment," at least when it comes to gods.)

The Morrigan and Dionysus greeted him immediately as "Pharaoh," and Dionysus also assured me that he's legit. He doesn't like being called Yami since he remembers who he is now, but I've called him that to get him out of Pharaoh-Rant mode and it's pretty useful.

Khnum acknowledges that Atem was a pharaoh in ONE universe, so he addresses him as such. What surprised me is that Atem's not here because of Khnum (although that definitely made things easier)—it's because Cap came in as the shiny-happy "training" spirit who got me out of my "fiction isn't real" conditioning, and therefore I wouldn't freak out when the not-so-nice spirits started coming along. (Like, well, Atem.)

He's really upset that I "barely know anything." He was planning to start training/testing/gaming me and when I went "No. Just... No," he took one look at me, saw something (or LACK of something) he didn't like, and then he flipped out on basically everyone:

-Iron Man for keeping the Multiverse away from my headspace for years. After hearing the really big point that I might have been put in a psych ward if I told the wrong person about the Multiverse crew, Atem's still upset that society's lack of understanding has slowed down my progress MASSIVELY.

-Iron Man for telling me Point #1 with basically no tact, and accidentally sending Spirit-Me into a binge-drinking session. Atem might not be the most subtle person for that kind of news, but he would have found someone to do it FOR him. Tony just went out and said "Your life was always gonna be tough. With us, you'd either be locked in a psych ward or keeping us secret for years--without us, you'd be lonely and depressed. We picked depression to Get It Over With."

-Iron Man for having the Avengers rescue me from grief-crazed Cersei Lannister, fairy-pirates, and what-have-you, instead of teaching me spirit-defense or at least letting me run away on my own power more often.

-The various ancestors for being similarly enthusiastic with following me around because they don't like when I get upset.

And then he started yelling at basically all of the gods but Khnum, so that was when everyone reminded him that 1) he's yelling at gods, and 2) said gods already knew my life-patterns were crap, so they tried to pick the least crappy options and everything's mostly worked out. He went, "I'M ALREADY DEAD, SO IT'S NOT LIKE THEY CAN KILL ME AGAIN. AND I AM NOT TALKING ABOUT LIFE PATTERNS, I AM TALKING ABOUT HOW YOUR SOUL IS FUCKED UP AND YOU HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO HEAL PROPERLY BECAUSE EVERYONE KEEPS HOVERING OVER YOU."

Now that Atem's calmed down, he explained that frequent spirit-company in itself isn't bad—and he himself is an example of being pretty damn codependent as Yugi's insanely protective not-boyfriend before he regained his memories. It's the nearly twenty-four-hour extent that's the problem (such as being an insanely protective not-boyfriend).

I really hope this doesn't happen a lot. Atem's Pharaoh-rant was around noon, and it's fucking 1AM and I'm still jittery from having to sit through all the baritone yelling.

Also, contrary to my former fangirl obsession where I imagined a lot of Squeeing and glomping if I ever met him, I have a REALLY big aversion to physical contact with the actual spirit. His arrival sometimes dims the Otherworld lighting, and there's a lot of dark energy shifting around inside him. Not good for a constantly depressed bard.

Why is it that drugs/alcohol always involves SOME version of Loki?

On Friday, I went to a meetup with the theater company my college worked with over the summer. I had a couple of drinks, caught up with friends, and basically had fun. Also, one of my friends is going to send my Takotsubo script draft to the two Asian-American theaters in San Francisco, which is awesome.

Of course, I forgot that being tiny means even a couple of drinks over two hours made me more drunk than I thought. I wasn't smashed, but my logic was fried. So Marvel-Loki was able to play shittons of mind-games with me using Moritz's appearance, and I didn't realize why Moritz was acting so weird until the Bruin tried to throw him out. I wondered why he was doing this when thanks to Moritz's bear-totem, the Bruin calls him his "son", and he went "THAT'S NOT MORITZ. LOOK AT HIS FACE."

So once I realized the game because Not-Moritz had blue eyes instead of brown, Marvel-Loki changed back. He was pretty smug that it was sooooo easy to trick me into believing flimsy excuses, never mind that I was DRUNK, and ironically enough, Normal-Loki wasn't having that shit and they started fighting. He was probably the maddest I've ever seen him, and I read the myth where he roasts everyone with crazy insults because they didn't invite him to a party. The commotion attracted Dionysus, and they BOTH ganged up on him.

Marvel-Thor seemed like the logical choice to help, but he was really conflicted. He tried to get me to a safe distance while keeping Marvel-Loki from getting too pulverized, and he couldn't do much about either. (He's currently apologizing a LOT.) Normal-Thor solved the issue by loophole-abusing his way into helping. See, he told me he'd throw out Loki whenever I needed it, and that applies to EVERYONE called Loki Laufeyson.

So then I started looking for wherever Moritz was. Dionysus helped keep me from falling over, and then hugged me when I started crying because I couldn't remember how to do shit.

It turns out Marvel-Loki dumped Moritz into a cave with part of Jormungandr in it—not intentionally, though. He mostly just found a really-really-really deep cave and tossed Moritz in before jaunting off to screw with my head. Jormungandr's scales were the size of my face and I am so glad that his head wasn't visible, but his energy was beautiful in a terrifying way.

I had SOME kind of epiphany because Normal-Loki gave me a nudge into looking up the ouroboros (I looked up articles on my phone until three AM), but I can't really put it into words right now. There's the obvious stuff from Wikipedia about "everything is cyclic," but my specific epiphany is "every tiny-ass object I see makes me irrationally happy because I think of how unlikely it is that it got there into my life, and I want to laugh because if a random potter somewhere in the world managed to create a coffee mug that ended up being my favorite for at least ten years, then I have just as good of a chance at everything I do."

Khnum and Atem have mentioned that I attract chaos because my nature is the OPPOSITE of chaos. Which is why they and Dionysus are here, as the resident magical/chaos spirits. Well, ones that I can stand talking to for more than thirty seconds.

edited 18th Aug '16 1:07:14 AM by Sharysa