I... guess so? They're a little weird though. [ When you're the one that has to witness them come out of nowhere anyway, less so when you're the one doing them ]
Ah-- n-no, no, no, I don't think I could...! Jyushimatsu was my partner in that one! It might feel wrong without him... [ yeah that's as good excuse as any ]
It wasn't as messed up as this one though. We just did a version of The Honest Woodcutter, but with a fisherman instead.
It's one of Aesop's fables! It's supposed to teach a moral lesson.
Basically a woodcutter loses his axe in a river. Cutting wood is his only means of income so he starts crying. Then a god appears and asks him if he dropped a gold axe or a silver axe. When he says neither are his, he gets an even greater prize for being honest.
I was the god when we did it... though I had to borrow mom's costume so I guess I was more of a goddess?
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[wait shit]
Oh! Goodness, Sir Osomatsu does seem angry...
[Please don't be first murder please don't be first murder please don't be first murder]
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...Probably.
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[This seems kind of "um" to her, but if he's sure(ish)...]
Is this how things usually are?
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Usually, yes.
[ No wonder Choromatsu is so... Choromatsu ]
Even the "delivery skit" is something we do back home...
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But also...]
You all must enjoy them.
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Mine was kinda fun at least.
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Watch out Choro, Arianna wants to stab you with a fork]no subject
Ah-- n-no, no, no, I don't think I could...! Jyushimatsu was my partner in that one! It might feel wrong without him... [ yeah that's as good excuse as any ]
It wasn't as messed up as this one though. We just did a version of The Honest Woodcutter, but with a fisherman instead.
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[...at least she's buying it?]
...I don't believe I have heard of that story. Or, I suppose, most stories from your world.
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Basically a woodcutter loses his axe in a river. Cutting wood is his only means of income so he starts crying. Then a god appears and asks him if he dropped a gold axe or a silver axe. When he says neither are his, he gets an even greater prize for being honest.
I was the god when we did it... though I had to borrow mom's costume so I guess I was more of a goddess?
[ Goddess Choromatsu... ]
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[Arianna is 100% on board with this Aesop guy.]
I'm certain you made a wonderful goddess. Perhaps you could reprise the role in a different story?
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