001 ♔ video/action for Odin District

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

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[Anyone passing through Odin District may notice this prosecutor conversing with a very familiar snowman near the library. His arms are crossed, and he taps his right upper arm with his left index finger as he waits patiently for this winter visitor to speak. He's a little relaxed...although some tension remains. Because seriously HE'S TALKING TO A SNOWMAN ASGARD WHAT HAVE YOU DONE NOW. Sure, Miles has gotten sort of used to how things roll here, but nothing prepared him for TALKING SNOWMEN. WHAT WERE THESE GODS PLAYING AT.

The snowman's button mouth moves, and he finally gives his riddle.]

I am the beginning of the end, and the end of time and space. I am essential to creation, and I surround every place. What am I?

[A moment is all Miles needs to answer this one. His neutral expression changes into a smirk. This riddle was child's play compared to the contradictions he had to unearth from difficult witnesses' testimonies. His tone is very sure...possibly even smug. Silly snowman, you don't know 'bout his shiny logic.]

The letter e, of course.

That's right. [The snowman hands him a wrapped present; his coal eyes seem to twinkle with approval. Miles looks at the present for while, then slowly reaches out to take it.]

Ah...thank you. [He stares down at the gift, wondering what could be inside - or if this was yet another trick by the gods.]

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[Several minutes later, he will make his very first post on the network. Miles has spoken to a few people - mostly from his House - but he has spent much of the past week investigating as much of Asgard as he can, trying to find anything that would unravel this setup. He has found nothing, and as all his theories fall away one by one, he slowly realizes that everything, from the gods spiriting them to Asgard to the gifts these gods supposedly granted their visitors, was real. With no evidence to debunk the existence of this strange realm, his arguments were going nowhere.

So ladies and gentlemen, he will be seated at the table in his room, with a stack of books, his organizer and this hat - albeit black with an equally dark satin ribbon. At first glance it doesn't seem so warm, no? But hey, it's a nice hat. And it's winter.]

The snowman I met in my district tested my wits with a riddle, and rewarded me for my answer. [He gestures toward the hat.] I can only assume that snowmen in other districts would test others differently. [He didn't leave Odin District after he got his riddle and his hat.]

If you have met a snowman in another district besides that of Odin, what task were you given, and did you complete it?

Comments

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[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

A scarf is warm according to the point of view of the person who receives it and anticipates wearing it, I suppose. In any case, your answer was satisfactory enough.

Perhaps he has no plans of actually using anything he receives from this task, or can somehow withstand warmth unlike ordinary snowmen.

[When something smells is up, it must be the Butz the work of the gods.]

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[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Probably a reasonable assumption, considering this whole mess is their doing in the first place.]

I guess so. I'm glad I could help.

Maybe. He definitely wasn't a normal snowman in the first place so that might make sense. He seemed very kind but I'm still not sure I should eat what he gave me. [One isn't supposed to take candy from strangers, after all.]

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[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

Your answers are greatly appreciated, thank you.

Have you examined your reward?

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[lethechained.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

A little bit. I just took everything out of the basket to see what was in it and put everything back. I haven't actually tried any of it.

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[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

Did they look edible, and have you seen people from your House eating their rewards?

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[lethechained.livejournal.com]

They do. Actually they look really good. I haven't seen anyone eating them but I haven't been around the house very much. I've been out a lot today. [Which is a really weird thing to type, for her.]

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[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

Do you think the snowman had any ill motive toward you when he gave you food?

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[lethechained.livejournal.com]

He didn't seem to. I guess I'm just worried because I know that it's not always easy to figure out what someone's really thinking.

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[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

You are correct, of course. But I believe it would be counterproductive for a god to bring us these snowmen, only to disable or incapacitate us with their rewards.

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[lethechained.livejournal.com]

That's true. And now that I think about it if they really did want to do something to us they wouldn't actually need snowmen. [Everyone's living in houses and eating food provided by the gods, after all.]

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

Correct. We were sent here to live and breathe life back into the city, were we not? I highly doubt we can accomplish that when we've come down with a case of food poisoning.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She's not quite sold on that idea yet, herself.]

That is what the letter said. And yes you're right I don't think anyone would feel much like laughing or crying if they were sick.

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

[Neither is he, but it's all he has. Everything else is pure speculation.]

They would certainly do more crying, of that I'm sure.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

I guess it depends on how sick.

Either way I don't think anyone would be able to get out much.

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

And again, that would be counterproductive to the gods' goals.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

You're right.

[...But,] Do you think they're really telling the truth about what they want?

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

Until we have discovered more information about their motives, and as long as there is no evidence to the contrary, at this point we can assume that they are.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

There doesn't seem to be much we can do besides what they want us to. [Other than harbor suspicions without being able to prove them - which, who knows?, might also be something they want.]

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

We can continue searching for the answers, though. Personally, I won't rest until the truth is revealed in its entirety.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

That would probably be for the best. I'm glad you're so dedicated.

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I will do my best.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. But I think you're the one who deserves thanks.

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

I am simply continuing my duty as a prosecutor to uphold truth and justice, but you're welcome.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[--Huh.] What's a prosecutor?

[glaremaster.livejournal.com]

[Well, it was to be expected that some worlds would have no lawyers and would thus have an alternate legal system or something like that.]

A prosecutor works to bring the guilty to justice and to reveal the truth.