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hotsteamynights2018-12-19 08:03 pm
vengaboy) wrote in hotsteamynights2018-12-19 08:03 pm
YEAR OF THE TIGERDRAGON
No matter what language you speak, no matter what country or universe you reside in, a mysterious letter has found its way to you. Those who can read it will recognize it as an ornately scripted Japanese new year's invitation; those who don't might not even know these elaborate squiggles mean anything at all. Either way, when you look up from the neatly folded paper, you're probably nowhere near home anymore.
Where is this?! When is this?! Welcome to Japan as it waskinda, sorta, just shy of the year 1600, esteemed guests! If it somehow feels like it isn't even the right month anymore, that's because local time and date is still on the lunar system. It's fine. New Year's parties are New Year's parties.
And those parties mean alcohol! Music! Dancing! Feasting! Don't be shy! There are a number of attendants in colourful livery nearby, eagerly expecting an influx of new guests. They're all friendly enough, but they don't seem to bear the crest of any particular clan and sharp-eyed visitors may catch the briefest glimpse of a striped fluffy tail or a foxy grin... or is it a trick of the light? If you want nothing to do with any of this, they might pout a little but will send you home without any problem. But if you choose to follow them beyond the gates, get ready for one hell of a night. The only kind of explanation you get for what's going on is that the Takeda and Date clans have set aside their rivalries for a night of PEACE AND PARTY and everyone's invited. What does that mean? Go find out for yourself.
Of course folks from all over have been invited to this thing, but outnumbering the other guests by far are a bunch of rowdy samurai types, some in their armour, many in more formal robes, several proudly bearing banners of red or blue. Nobody appears to have any weapons on them, but if any guest takes that as an opportunity to start some shit they're going to be swarmed in like two seconds, so... maybe don't do that. However! There is plenty of space outside to spar in, if that's your thing! Or you can stay inside and drink, eat, enjoy the music, exchange raunchy stories, be an awkward wallflower, drink some more, witness some weird and kind of horrific family bonding, watch the unique display of gun- and canonfire alongside the fireworks, explore the scenic countryside outside of the compound, listen to some smug asshole in an eyepatch and some kid in red scream really loud at eachother, get playfully bullied into taking part in a ceremony you know nothing about, drain a bottle or two, flirt with famous historical figures, or... whatever you want!
All fandoms, all mediums, AUs, doubles, OCs, etc are all fair play here! Invite your friends! Invite your dog! Go nuts! Just slap a warning up if any threads take a particularly violent or sexy turn. Or both. I ain't judging.
LET'S PARTY!
Where is this?! When is this?! Welcome to Japan as it was
And those parties mean alcohol! Music! Dancing! Feasting! Don't be shy! There are a number of attendants in colourful livery nearby, eagerly expecting an influx of new guests. They're all friendly enough, but they don't seem to bear the crest of any particular clan and sharp-eyed visitors may catch the briefest glimpse of a striped fluffy tail or a foxy grin... or is it a trick of the light? If you want nothing to do with any of this, they might pout a little but will send you home without any problem. But if you choose to follow them beyond the gates, get ready for one hell of a night. The only kind of explanation you get for what's going on is that the Takeda and Date clans have set aside their rivalries for a night of PEACE AND PARTY and everyone's invited. What does that mean? Go find out for yourself.
Of course folks from all over have been invited to this thing, but outnumbering the other guests by far are a bunch of rowdy samurai types, some in their armour, many in more formal robes, several proudly bearing banners of red or blue. Nobody appears to have any weapons on them, but if any guest takes that as an opportunity to start some shit they're going to be swarmed in like two seconds, so... maybe don't do that. However! There is plenty of space outside to spar in, if that's your thing! Or you can stay inside and drink, eat, enjoy the music, exchange raunchy stories, be an awkward wallflower, drink some more, witness some weird and kind of horrific family bonding, watch the unique display of gun- and canonfire alongside the fireworks, explore the scenic countryside outside of the compound, listen to some smug asshole in an eyepatch and some kid in red scream really loud at eachother, get playfully bullied into taking part in a ceremony you know nothing about, drain a bottle or two, flirt with famous historical figures, or... whatever you want!
All fandoms, all mediums, AUs, doubles, OCs, etc are all fair play here! Invite your friends! Invite your dog! Go nuts! Just slap a warning up if any threads take a particularly violent or sexy turn. Or both. I ain't judging.
LET'S PARTY!
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The teen also wonders why Kojuro likes patting his head so much. Is his hair that messy? Kojuro (this older Kojuro) is the only one who does this. ]
A cinnamon roll is a type of sweet baked good that's usually eaten for breakfast. What it actually is doesn't matter. The meme came from a fake article that had a picture of a cinnamon roll. It was the epitome of what the best cinnamon roll could be. It was too good to exist in this world. So, a cinnamon roll came to mean someone who is sweet, pure, adorable, someone who should be protected.
And then from that came another meme that was sort of a ranking based on if they looked and acted like a cinnamon roll. You have your pure cinnamon roll like Boss at the top, someone who both looks like he'd be a cinnamon roll and is one. Then there's the variations of appearance and actual cinnamon roll status.
[ He did not blush a little when talking about Yukimura. It was a trick of the light!
Also to the snake who left a gag tag, JUST WATCH HIM EXPLAIN SINNAMON ROLL! ]
A sinnamon roll is a pun of cinnamon and sin. Basically, the opposite of a cinnamon roll and who is a jerk to you.
[ It might be dangerous to say such things about Masamune to a Kojuro, but Sasuke is betting on Kojuro knowing how much of an ass Masamune can be at times. ]
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Oh, an ideal unattainable, then. That definitely suits Sanada and the Lady Oracle, though I fear you might be off the mark for this other me. Definitely flawed and imperfect, not exactly worthy of protection. I'd imagine this little prick's the same.
Between you and me, however... [And lo, Kojuro leans down a little, eyebrows raised and voice lowered to a stage whisper.] ...I think perhaps there should be a class between sinnamon roll and cinnamon roll. Moderate acting up, but still worth protecting. Or else I wouldn't be where I am, hm? [That's as close to agreement as anyone'll get out of him on this matter, okay. Masamunes are shits, but he loves them all too much to call them sinnamon rolls outright.]
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To be honest the whole protecting the cinnamon roll isn't set in stone, so there's flexibility. However...
[ He leans a little closer as well, as if to join in the conspiracy. ]
You might make a good case for another level in the ranking. He does have some redeeming qualities. ... But please don't tell him I said that. I'll never hear the end of it.