S175 Recap: Quiet Conversations | Ep118: Tragic Beginning, Happy Ending

General Summary

I'm gonna be real gang, I've got no fucking clue how to recap this one. Like I can do a basic recounting of the titular conversations but the Scheduled Isati Breakdown™ was not generous to me specifically when it comes to exploitable bits for the recap so instead we're gonna follow the day in the life of some random NPC. > You are unceremoniously pulled from the warmth of your bed by your father. He cares not for your grumbles nor does he grant you any sympathy for how late you were up. It's the long night!! It's stupidly easy to lose track of time!!! But your old man affords you no quarter, dragging you all but by the ear to the fish market for your apprenticeship carving up nasty fish guts. When you see what is quite possibly the COOLEST ship you've ever seen in your life pulling into port, you BEG your father to let you go back to the house to get your sketchbook. Any disparaging comments he was about to make about your Life's Purpose are cut short by the TERRIFYING roar of a— HOLY FUCK THAT'S AN ACTUAL FUCKING LION LIKE TEN FEET AWAY FROM ME WHAT THE FUCK. When you shake off your shock, you're somehow already guts deep in brightwave salmon with nothing but fish stalls and merchants in sight. SIGGGHHHHHHHHHHH. > #TTGIO (Thank The Gods It's Ouranoushem) > Actually scratch that, who the fuck put a cube of whale meat in a bright yellow parka??? OH SILENT EREBOS THAT CUBE IS ALIVE WHAT THE FUCK. > #ReasonableReactionsToBilgerat > “OKAY IT'S LUNCH BREAK, I'M GONNA RUN HOME REAL QUICK DAD BYEEEEE.” > You ignore your father's cries of protest at your abscondance as you rush for the instruments of your Life's Purpose. You are only moderately delayed when you catch sight of a jaw dropping performance in a bar that you know would get your father in trouble to be found watching and that would get you in the deepest shit you've ever been in. It is this fear of consequences and it alone that allows you to break free of the alluring performance and restart your dash home. > #TheTrueDivaExperience > With your #InstrumentsOfCreation in hand you begin your mad dash back to the docks only to stop in your tracks not a block later when you hear a small child yell “Mommy, look at the fucking snake!” > You pause. > You've heard of snakes. You've even eaten one once. But Chasla's way too cold for them survive normally so this might be your only opportunity to see a live one. HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT'S A MASSIVE FUCKING CONSTRICTOR SNAKE MADE OF STARS WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT!?‽ > #MushHasThatEffectOnPeople > Now sound carries really well in this climate and you've always had good senses so it's a bit awkward whenever you catch parts of a very emotional conversation somewhere nearby. But This Is About Your Life's Purpose, So You Must Persist. > #NormalTeenageArtistIntensity > You capture the flow and shapes swiftly before you set to recreating the starfields within the inky volumes of its flesh— but just as you start, the great heavenly serpent dissappates… > #TheTransienceOfArt > Now in front of him is what he can only assume to be a moonlit warden and two divine emmisaries based on her glow and the celestial aureoles abrest their heads. You are stunned. Is this a sign from the heavens? Some hint to the greater meaning of your Life's Purpose?? Oh gods she's talking to you BE COOL > “Don't worry about it, I got most of it down, I just– uhhh…” > fuck, okay, fuck being cool— ABSCOND! ABSCOND!!! > #ExitStageLeft #PursuedByTeenageShame > It is only now that your realize two very important things. The first is that the warden and the divine emissaries were the ones having the emotional conversation about being special and you feel comforted that even the powerful & divine suffer such similar concerns to mortals like yourself. The second is that your lunch break ended 10 minutes ago and you're still 15 minutes from the port. Oh Gods, Dad's Gonna Be So Pissed > #TimeForTheWorkEthicRant #KidsTheseDays > okay we're done being that kid now lol > #Wasn'tThatFun? > Back at the paladin's barracks Nova & Dad finally get some alone time, have their own emotional conversations featuring highlights like “Are you going to stay?”, “Sing A Song With Yer Pappy”, and everyone's favourite “Do you wanna hear about how much of an idiot I was and how that lead to me meeting your mother?” > #FatherCubBonding #TeamSameTrauma > #I'mNotSorryForThatTeamName #ItMadeMeForRealCryLaughXD > Anywickedways, we end our session with me restating the mission statement of many character arcs: “When It Comes To Demigods, Happy Beginnings Make For Tragic Endings— So Maybe Tragic Beginnings Can Make For Happy Endings.” > AND THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE FOLKS!! SEE YOU NEXT WEEK FOR A HUNTING TRIP WITH DADVA!

S175 Crit Count: Nadda

Post Script: Also Isati took Kirin & Romad back to The Cosmonaught to show them her funeral planner diary. Earning Isati the monicher of being "Goth In The Funniest Way Possible"