I haven't hung myself from Yggdrasil to gain the knowledge of the runes yet
So random little aside, because you've said a thing, and I have a thing I enjoy talking about. I don't need more of a reason than that, stranger.
In a series of urban fantasy short stories I've been writing, a super old term for runic witches (witch being a gender neutral term) is "children of Odin" or "Odin's heir"
That's all. I'm just really proud of that terminology, and I just think it's neat. Like a potato.
These short stories... Where can I find more about them?
There's a couple little snippets on my super duper unmaintained blog, dharmacurious.org
Otherwise I haven't really posted them anywhere. I warn you, though, they're not polished. Very first draft-y. I made the blog for a school project and needed some stuff to post over the course of several months, so I just uploaded them there, and always intended to go and upload the better version and just haven't gotten around to it. The latest one is a (much better) version of the 20 years later snippet, done as a screen play, though I've only just finished act 1.
Oh, but if you're interested, runic witches are also called thoths children, earth witches are children of Gaia, or Terra. Fire witches are heirs of agni. Basically super outdated terms only used in, like, poetic senses now, but whatever region of the world you're from, you're the child over the patron deity of that thing. Fire God, water/sea god, whatever.
Tons of other stuff. I'm better at world building than character development. Lol
You also gotta find Mimir and give him an eye to drink from his well of wisdom. Then after her gets beheaded you gotta keep his head around to talk to sometimes.
You need to also pierce yourself with your own spear. So there is that
I haven't found Mimir's Fountain yet, so I still have both eyes...
Oh and also, my beard is not white (yet).
My first: thought: I haven't been given good enough reason to pluck out my own eye.
Just wear the patch. Manifest the desire, and eventually you'll find your reason! Believe in it, and you'll pop that ooey, gooey superball outta the socket with a spoon in no time!
Ravens dont trust my since the bb gun incident
are cats appropriate substitutes for crows?
i find crows a bit hard to come by.
What's up?
not much and u
"Quoth the raven, nevermore"
Getting stopped randomly in the street by people trying to find weed or the Greek Orthodox temple, that's what.
Ay bruh, you know the way to Eleusis?? I'm tryna get faded on that kykeon and meet Dagon and get them mad good tips on agriculture, know what I'm sayin???
Pretty much, yeah.
That's definitely not Anthony Hopkins.
Genetics :( been growing it out for 4 months and my facial hair isn't even an inch long :( I'm 33, dammit
At best, i get Keanu's beard, but minus all the star power and fame that makes it work.
I'll trade you for my natural Joe Dirt beard.
I'm sorry, beardless brother. One day our time will come! Here's hoping for cheap hair transplants in the near future!
Wanna swap? I get that in like 2 weeks and I'm so fucking sick of shaving.
Honestly, yeah. My face would benefit from some obstructed viewing lmao
I don't have any ravens and I like to keep both eyes. Other than that and a few pounds too much I am well on my way to look like this
Any witches willing to accept two eyes and a Labrador lmk
My name isn't Mr. Wednesday
Can't grow a beak nor feathers
I can't grow a beard, man.
Why I would need your acceptance?
Growing a beard
I'm getting there. Been feeding the neighborhood crows and they start going crazy happy when they see me now
Step 1: Befriend two crows.
Step 2: Name them Hugin and Munin.
Step 3: ...
Step 4: RAGNAROK!!!
Hooked beaks, feather "mane", big as hell. Those are ravens, dude's cosplay is inaccurate🤓
Huginn is fine but Muninn keeps trying to peck my good eye out.
My beards getting there but my taxidermy skills aren't quite as on par
Step 1: Be Odin.
Hail Allfather!
Jackdaws don't like me. My shinies aren't good enough, I guess?
My ravens won't sit still. Also my eye patch itches like crazy!
Only time, my friend.
Trichotillomania
Otherwise it would be fucking easy
This is the mid 21st century ma'am. Even the upper class crazy eccentric types with taxidermy black bird goth thrones are enjoying the freedom of sweatpants and t-shirts along side mainainable haircuts in public.
People not feeling the need to wear goofy social posturing clothing like corsets and three piece suits or go through rivers of hair oil is truly a sign of progression. Now we all get to feel half assed at dressing up compared to our great grandparents.
When were done with lazy casual I predict a move to get onto the cyberpunk techno phase. You know, really match our clothing with the mid grade dystopia vibes of our current global situation. Maybe conpare social status with cybernetic augmentations and hack job body mods.
I bet replacing your legs with turbo tank treads then getting them serviced yearly will be the new Iphone. Cybernetic lungs that filter pollutants better than normal ones while extracting more oxygen will be the new Rolex. And of course have a ~~yearly~~ quarterly subscription fee.
Then when we get bored of that the victorian dressup might come back after. But not before.
Gladden his ravens
In this /c/, we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song!
All year round!
