Who needs a mom?

[toughdame]

Who: Janey-E Jones and you.
What: The God of Life is going to check up on literally everyone.
Where: Your temple, or somewhere on the streets.
When: Over the first few weeks she's here.
Note: Janey-E is literally going to stomp into every single temple and demand to see who runs the place. We can play it or handwave it; just reply accordingly in the comments. If you want to handwave, reply with a description of whatever happens when Janey-E invades your happy home.

What Janey-E has discerned and/or decided in the days since her arrival in Vernos Bay:
1. There are quite a few people displaced from all over wherever here.
2. A number of them seem to be children. (Teenagers. But children in her eyes.)
3. As the God of Life, it's her duty to know what everyone is up to.

So each day, she sets out from her temple in the morning and picks another one to visit. If you're an adult, she's likely to be pretty straightforward and civil, unless you manage to piss her off by being discourteous, presumptuous, or otherwise annoying. If you're a teen, she's going to go Full Mom on you. Sorry.

Comments

Death Temple

[chibalimulo]

Alida spends most of her time in the Death temple. It's just where she's the most comfortable. She hums to herself, sketching on the steps. The light is wonderful here, and she loves having a chance to use her degree. Under her pencil, a face is taking shape and she's not really paying attenion.

See, back home, this is why Spirit Speakers have Guardians who protect them. But here, there don't seem to be vampires or werewolves or anything else that goes bump in the night.

She doesn't look up as footsteps approach. "Please don't get into my light." She says, gently.

Knowledge Temple

[heirtonothing]

Zelda spends all of her time in the lower floor of her temple, poring over books and making notes. Every now and again she remembers to eat the food her priest brings her, since he noticed that she gets carried away.

She doesn't even realize anyone has entered. She's too wrapped up in a book about cellular biology.

this isn't going to go well. also read "full mom" as "full moon". awoooo

[fungi_notpunny]

Ellie is standing at a workbench in her temple, rubbing oil into a hide to soften it. It's relaxing, even if a lot of energy goes into it. This is one of the smaller pelts, one that's probably not going to be that useful for anything, but it's good practice. She's never actually tanned animal hides before coming here - there was no reason to do it with Joel, and in Jackson, she usually hunted with others instead of working on processing things. But now...

Well, it's good to know how. This is the first she's been working on a hide on her own, but it's not a bad thing. The oil is warm, and so is her temple.

When she hears someone going down the stone steps, Ellie pauses for a moment, and then turns away, wiping her hands on her jeans. Her knife is in her back pocket, but Ellie's backpack is in her room.

"Hello?" It's a woman, a very well-kempt lady with makeup and nice hair. Huh. Not exactly who Ellie would expect walking into this temple.