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❝ What does it matter? Humans have meat yes? Then they can be eaten. ❞

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The oni eats people!
❝ What does it matter? Humans have meat yes? Then they can be eaten. ❞
"Break him to show who is in charge."
❝ Yes! Do not waste breath, simply kill them! Make them hurt and then they understand fast. ❞
underooeyama:
Shuten could not help but laugh at the giant. She meant no insult towards her, But she could Simpy not help herself from doing such a thing. “Bored? I hardily find such things boring. Sex and feasting are something to be enjoyed. And if you live your life, No matter how long it is, With even an ounce of regret or shame. Then you have truly not lived at all.” Her smile did not waver even once as she looked up to the giant woman before her. “No. I do not find such things to be boring. AS I said, I find such things interesting.”
❝ Sex and food is not Human thing. Sex and feast have been done long before human time. Such things were ours. The true roots. Humans take everything. Even such things as their own. Tsk. ❞ She enjoyed those things as well but those were things of her own culture not something she’d so much as let humans taint her approval of it. ❝ I will not get Tiny Oni and like for human company. ❞ This was her own way of agreeing with the others statement.
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underooeyama:
“I ‘play’ with them as you put it, simply because they are fun. Where they boring I would have little to no interest in them outside feasting on them. They way the drink, They way the fight, And the ways the lay together are all quite fun. They may be stupid beings, But they are enjoyable for the most part.”
❝ I will not see eye to eye to you Tiny Oni. I do not understand. Food should be eaten not play things. ❞ It is true tho, as the life they now lead was so casual. It was hard to not speak to the humans in plain, even still she did not like it at all. ❝ Are you that bored? ❞
underooeyama:
“And yet to live a live of excess is to live a full life. Perhaps it is a simple matter of living how they wish to live? To see that they leave some lasting legacy or have as much fun as they can? Even if they commit such horrible acts against one another. I have lived among them for a long time. They are such entertaining things. Capable of such passion as well as aggression. “
❝ Entertaining? No. There is nothing fun about the things they do. It is dumb and if it is the ‘entertaining’ It be because they dumb. They do unneeded things. Why does the tiny Oni play with them? You will become like them if you not careful. ❞
underooeyama:
“Who can really say? They live such short lives. Perhaps they simply wish to fill the void with as much ‘life’ as they can before they pass from this world. No matter the risk to themselves as they are simply driven by their base desires and ideals. What fun they are.”
❝ They think too much for such short lives. It wasteful. Bring too much doom to them. ❞
❝ Why do humans do such dumb thing? ❞
itsallelementary:
Ahh, so it seemed that she had done a little investigating of her own.
A small, approving smile came to the detective’s face. So, it seemed she valued the pursuit of knowledge… Yes, very good. Holmes had a feeling that this little arrangement would become quite agreeable if she kept up this trend.
“And what could be gained from such a thing, hm? No, that won’t do at all.” He took a few puffs from his pipe, blowing plumes of smoke. “I should be a little better acquainted with one I’d be giving instruction to, don’t you think?”
…Hm, seemed she’d give a bit more information before he could even directly inquire. Jotunn, the frost giants of Norse mythology. Thus explained her complexion and gigantic size… The specifics were yet unknown, but…given her reasoning just now, he could adapt a little.
“My dear lady, you seem terribly confused…” Plucking his pipe from his mouth, he gives a gentlemanly bow. “The name is Holmes, Sherlock Holmes if you would please. I am known as history’s greatest investigative mind, and I am no purveyor of old grudges, or ancient misgivings–”
“–For I am a purveyor of truth, and truth alone, be it for better or for ill.” He pops his pipe back between his lips. “My pursuit of knowledge is merely that it may be expanded. I have no connection to your and your kin, thus I’ve no bridges to burn with you lot.”
❝ Truth...? Truth.... Truth? That is it? Truth? ❞ The giant takes a moment to think on this, to draw her fill of the thought in. She is slow in truth, but there are complexions even she could come to understand. When she had, it would hit her rather hard in a way she could never fathom. The trail of thoughts that gathered truly wrought a haphazard smile to her face before blurting out into a full laughter that would surely shake the whole room. ❝ YOU MEAN!?!? HUMAN SO BORED YOU FIND TRUTH FOR FUN?!? THAT IS ALL!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!! HAHAHA TRUTH WILL DO NOTHING FOR YOU HOLMES OF SHERLOCK!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! ❞ Her hand slams against her thighs, allowing for a loud clap to sound off through the room. She manages to juggle all the items within her arms but she certainly is troubled to keep herself together. Acknowledging that whatever this ‘truth’ was, was simply something only humans would find themselves to seek out. Although that is to say, knowledge was power and even she knew this as not all Jotunn were as daft as she. Carrying wisdom even beyond the Aesir Gods themselves. Still for a huntress and Giantess that lived each day for survival, the pursuit of truth in the fashion he seemed to derive it from. Drew nothing but pity from her and the hilarity that ensued for her truly broke her mind into laughter.
sollupe:
————THAT ACTUALLY STUNG A LITTLE. She was quite proud of her current appearance, it made talking to others so much more easier. She looked friendly. She was able to make friends as a human. && besides, a huge wolf in Chaldea was a worrying thought, let alone two or three. && she had grown use to this, had liked acting as a human. Sure, she had to take things slower but there was this … pleasant feeling she couldn’t put her finger on.
So when Hyrrokkin called her ugly, her lips had pursed, eyes had narrowed ever so slighly. ❝ … I wouldn’t call us being silly, Mother nor ugly in a sense. We picked these forms in order to fit in, so our Master wouldn’t feel intimidated in our larger bodies. ❞
❝ I am not Mother. ❞ The statement is made in plain, nearly playing it forth as Skoll had ended her sentence. There was no coldness toward it, rather it’s stated factually as if to correct a lie the other had marked the world with. This was how she felt, first the small one had dubbed her as much, now the older of her had as well. It still did not sit well in Hyrrokkin’s small articulate of feelings, and she was not about to expand herself to other regards of such means anytime soon. ❝ Such reasoning makes no sense, why must this Master change who you be? Tsk, I do not understand but I know that is how it will be. There will be no change which makes me mad. Such beautiful I know you were. Now here you will grow weak as the human master is. This is why he need us. This is why Human need us. Weak fodder need us to save their world. ❞
sollupe
————SHE GAVE A SLIGHT SQUEAK when her Mama lifted her up, blinking in confusion at the odd reaction to her tears. She knew that the elder didn’t know how to handle it, she as a Wolf rarely cried. But she in human skin was more … emotional. It was just how humans were. But she liked it, being emotional; she could show what she was feeling so much more easier; smiling, pouting, crying - everything she did had a meaning.
Of course, her tail was also a show of emotions but she preferred using her expressions instead. Head was tilted to the side in confusion, small hands on Hyrrokkin’s shoulders for balance, she wasn’t sure what to do. When her shirt was lifted however, the small pup started to squirm, ❝ Mamaaa ! Stop ! I’m not hungry or hurt !! ❞
The Ice Giantess still has a questionable feeling toward what is occurring before her. She has distaste toward having to come face to face with the child she gave to the Aesir God Loke and Fenrir to raise. It was not in her abilities to raise such strong Gods nor was it her place to do so. They were suppose to raised by they, not approached by she. Although she had truly wished to see them, to know what they had become. A part of her still felt entering a foreign world was not her place. Accepting the reality that she did not need to be apart of their life. Yet here she was, forced into odds she would have never fathom. ❝ Then what be your tears? Do not tell me young one falls to tears because of ugly comment? Did humans raise the tiny Pup? Humans need emotions because they weak. You are not weak, you are strong. Do not cry no more. ❞ Hyrrokkin tsk’s her tongue in slight, though she was not scolding the child simply impervious and conflicted toward the others tears. As well for its reasoning. Humans were weak and trivial beings who were nothing but fodder in her eyes. They needed emotions to make up for their literal lack of everything else, seeing the tiny God cry because of something so unnatural was foreign toward the Jotunn mother. Being called ‘MAMA’ made the thralls of her heart burn with a strange distaste. She did not like it. It did not suit her. She did not want to be a mother. It was not for her to be a mother. Yes, she was glad they existed. Proud they were here before her. But to go so far as to be called mother when she never mothered anything else or prepared herself for a life of raising a child. The sudden term made her feel skewed. A feeling mixed between it being undeserving and unnatural.
Just kinda wraps her hand around her arm and brings it down to the elbow. She will know what it means
❝ Tell me more. ❞
" How will he fit his dick inside your tiny hole? " (I AM SORRY BUT NOT SORRY?? DELETE THIS IF THIS IS BAD )
“Determination.”
vernaschen:
“The understanding runs deep, though sometimes I wish it didn’t.” Because then, it made him vulnerable under her hold and easy to read. He preferred not to burden her with tales of his fate and misfortunes, but what could he do about it? It felt good to be able to share one’s thoughts and openly speak the mind. Fenrir tells her things because she will not make an attempt to sympathize with him, only listen and suggest something outrageous. That carefree and unrelenting personality is what made them compatible.
In spite of his monstrous nature, Hyrrokkin reminds him that he is still a Jotunn through and through, and that he always had a home with her. It’s strange, indeed, for him to be saying such things and then quietly pondering how far way back they’ve gone. The Nordic wolf aligned the visor well. That way, he was free to look at her eyes as he pleased, without exposing her to much danger. “You are troublesome after all. I am in disbelief that I still fancy your company up to this day. When will I be rid of you?”
❝ When I die. ❞ Hyrrokkin stated plainly as she stood rather triumphantly before him. For this mean’t, the possibility of her disappearing or leaving him alone to be very minuscule as things stood within Chaldea. Though it was the evident truth as well, she could not leave until she was dead or more correct: Stopped existing as she had now. The time being will allow her to live and coexist with he, the other aesirs, and more. Truly bringing a exciting change of pace to her, save for the mass amount of humans that had became now servants. Though she was certain the scent of another wolven caught her interest. As well as many other kin to whomst she knew herself capable of getting along with. ❝ I will be there when you need of me. Perhaps master will take us together. To fight along side. Yes. I wish to make jokes of you fighting. I still feel the humans will dull your senses. I wish to see the Ulfr I know. ❞
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