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jigokulogs2022-03-30 01:45 am
sleepinglyra) wrote in jigokulogs2022-03-30 01:45 am
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[ OPEN ] What is Sumo?
Who ⬤ Sheliak and anyone else
What ⬤ clueless newcomer learning about Sumo
When ⬤ sometime after Toraguma's post
Where ⬤ the Arena in Shuten territory
Content Warnings ⬤ possibly violence, this is Shuten territory after all
Feel free to make your own prompts too!
[Sheliak headed over to the Arena during its off hours to train. The upcoming sumo competition at the Night Parade was a chance to impress his clan leader and he wasn't going to let the opportunity slip away. But first he had to find out what sumo was. He was able to pick up a few things about it. Clearly it was a fighting competition, involving a ring and throwing. More importantly, it was a sacred tradition that everyone seemed to know here. Sheliak was in no hurry to make a fool of himself. He already felt like an outsider so instead of asking, he discreetly wandered around the Arena, listening in on the conversations for any hint of this mysterious sumo. Maybe a fellow lost soul would do the hard work for him if he was patient enough.
He hated being so ignorant here. It made him feel even more lost than he already did without the comforting weight of his family name or his magic. As time passed, his annoyance grew, rippling across the careful stillness of his mind. It was almost enough to make him lash out when someone bumped into him. His eyes narrowed as he sharply turned to the culprit. He quickly reigned in most of his anger just in time but a hint of it slipped into his calm tone.]
Careful, you might hurt yourself stumbling around like that.
What ⬤ clueless newcomer learning about Sumo
When ⬤ sometime after Toraguma's post
Where ⬤ the Arena in Shuten territory
Content Warnings ⬤ possibly violence, this is Shuten territory after all
Feel free to make your own prompts too!
[Sheliak headed over to the Arena during its off hours to train. The upcoming sumo competition at the Night Parade was a chance to impress his clan leader and he wasn't going to let the opportunity slip away. But first he had to find out what sumo was. He was able to pick up a few things about it. Clearly it was a fighting competition, involving a ring and throwing. More importantly, it was a sacred tradition that everyone seemed to know here. Sheliak was in no hurry to make a fool of himself. He already felt like an outsider so instead of asking, he discreetly wandered around the Arena, listening in on the conversations for any hint of this mysterious sumo. Maybe a fellow lost soul would do the hard work for him if he was patient enough.
He hated being so ignorant here. It made him feel even more lost than he already did without the comforting weight of his family name or his magic. As time passed, his annoyance grew, rippling across the careful stillness of his mind. It was almost enough to make him lash out when someone bumped into him. His eyes narrowed as he sharply turned to the culprit. He quickly reigned in most of his anger just in time but a hint of it slipped into his calm tone.]
Careful, you might hurt yourself stumbling around like that.