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youthandjoy Player Information
» Name: RM
» Date of Birth: 20+
» Journal: N/A
» Contact: roboticmuler@gmail.com AIM: robotmule – though I haven’t used it in ages.
Deity Information
» Pantheon: Norse
» Deity: Idun
» Reference: My inclination is citation.
» Divine Family: {mother & father}; Ivaldi the dwarf was her father. Since it is said she was elven in nature as well it is likely that’s what her mother was; though no mention is given of her. {spouse}; Bragi {siblings}; Numerous dwarves and in-laws.
» Mythology: Though her parentage is only briefly mentioned in the poem Hrafnagaldr Óðins Idun is considered a daughter of Ivaldi the dwarf; connecting her to the talented smiths who made such wonderful things for the Æsir. In that way she is fulfilling her family obligations and giving out her creations for her fellow deities to use. There is never any commentary on how she feels being a Goddess born of dwarves but then she had other things to do.
As Goddess of Youth it was Idun who bestowed the golden apples of immortality with their power and kept the Gods around her at their physical best. She was generally good at her job and was said to bring great happiness to those around her. Idun was depended upon to keep the immortals going.
Subsequently her most interesting myth is about the one time she was absent from the rest of the Æsir. One day Loki convinced Idun that there were better apples to be found in the distant creepy forest and she should take her own apples there to compare them. This was an obvious lie but Idun did as he suggested and was immediately kidnapped by the jötunn Þjazi.
Idun was forced to stay in his home while the suddenly aging Æsir played ancient Norse C.S.I to discover what had become of her. Eventually the Æsir put two and two together and did the usual: threatening Loki with gruesome torture until he fixed what he’d broken in the first place. As a falcon Loki managed to sneak over when Þjazi was away, turn Idun into a nut, and fly her back to safety. The Gods then killed Þjazi for pursuing her.
She was married to Bragi, God of Poetry, and by all accounts the two were a happy couple— though she was accused of being “boy crazy” by Loki for loving him. This brought out a more assertive side to her as she defended her husband. It was quickly made clear that she could be depended on to come to Bragi's defense when the situation called for it. Loki accused Bragi of killing one of Iduns brothers but since there is no proof of that in any other sources this can be taken as Loki simply being tricksy in an awkward social situation.
It was said she preferred to dwell in dales. They were probably better for gardening.
Character Information
» Played By: Crystal Liu
» Journal:![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
rejuvenator
» Current Name: Britney Yang
» Birthdate: 7/20/1995
» Height: 5’1’’
» Family: {mother & father}; Xuhui Yang (passed) & Alice Yang (Chan).
» Occupation: Optimistic Actress. Her current day job is Fast Food Employee but she really wants to work at a Florists.
» Currently Residing In: Los Angeles, California.
» Ability:
Passive: Being around Idun is like getting an extra dose of vitality to keep you going. Prolonged exposure can cause greying hair to come back in its original color, wrinkle removal, and a decrease in age related health problems. Needless to say she’s very popular around the local Nursing Home. Since the recent boom of Godly Power the results occur at a much higher rate than they once did. A matter of days and weeks rather than months and years. A long embrace (or more) from Idun can also cause a "chugging red bull"-like consequence followed by an equal crash.
Subconscious: Her talent for rejuvenation means she often has sudden bursts of energy- often just as she's starting to get to sleep. Idun only really gets about four hours before this kicks in and reminds her that she wants to redecorate the apartment.
Active: Thanks to the move to L.A Britney is not aware of this power, but plants and trees under her care grow to maturity quickly and the fruit they bare can restore health even after physical wounds. Only her (now) golden apples can grant true permanent youth and immortality but they also take more care to grow. Urban environments tend to take more time while dales can get orchards going in under an hour.
» History: - A French Bohemian in the 1830s and 40s Idun quickly learned that for every genuine artist wandering there were ten pretentious hacks. The downside of being the wife of a God of Poetry is remarkably high standards. But she still had a lovely time.
- She was a hipster in the 1940s, reinforcing her sense of slang and easygoing attitude. So far she has not kept her fondness for hot jazz but then the opportunity hasn’t presented itself for jazz to be enjoyed. It did help form her sense of humor.
- Chatham, New Jersey is a nice suburb where people are generally considered to be very respectable and life is expected to continue on as nicely as New Jersey will allow. It makes sense in a Gaia sort of way that such a Goddess would be reborn in the Garden State.
Britney Yang was born to Alice and Xuhui Yang; much to the surprise of the older couple who didn’t think they could even have children anymore. Not that they were going to complain over this sudden blessing in their lives. The couple continued to work running the local Nursing Home and Britney became an honorary granddaughter to all the people who lived there.
This loving childhood led into a more complicated adolescence. What once was a spark of youth became an inferno for those around her. Her father’s salt and pepper hair started to come in black again, her mother accused him of dyeing it, and her friends at the Nursing Home seemed to get younger in subtle but distinct ways. A smoothed wrinkle here and a decrease in cholesterol there were nothing to get excited about but something about the situation never seemed quite right. Britney often found her mother staring at her after each discovery of age inappropriate oddities.
The Mother-Daughter dynamic was further strained by the sudden death of Xuhui when Britney was 15. The funeral was open casket and everyone commented on what a good job was done on him— why he looked at least ten years younger. Since then the two women have generally avoided each other as much as possible for two people living in the same house.
At the behest of her Nursing Home grandparents Britney took up gardening. She took up distractions and hobbies to keep herself going. While this helped to make her happy it didn't made her a particularly sensible person. So when two school friends, not close ones, hatched the idea of running away to California to become actresses Britney thought that was just what she needed. No more New Jersey snow sticking to everything well into April. No more suburbia where everyone tries too hard. She wanted to be in a city where everyone was something else first.
So far this has been a painfully stupid idea. Money is tight, she's not enough, and the tiny apartment she shares is a little scary. Her longing for greener spaces has started to make local florists uncomfortable. Being so far from home without her groups of grandparents to guide her means Britney's isolated in ways she hasn’t been before. Which makes it the perfect time for gods to reenter the world.
» Personality: There are three words to describe Idun as she is now: chirpy, shy, and empathetic. Sadly for her these traits are frequently at odds with each other.
At first glance it’s easy to write Britney off as a snarky teenage trying to seem mature. That’s because it’s not as far off from the truth as she’d like you to think. Her mannerisms are all still very young and even her attempts to be formal can often come off as dismissive. She often starts sentences off with “Not trying to be rude but-“ before saying something incredible nosey to a stranger. When she’s nervous she might add odd invasive chatter just to fill in the silence.
This leads into her shyness— Britney had plenty of friends in New Jersey and can handle social situations but she still tends to get embarrassed easily. She prefers small group setting and large crowds make her anxious. Another reason moving to Los Angeles was a bad idea. As an instinct from her kidnapped Goddess kerfuffle with the giant she’s especially nervous around larger sized men.
She would like to be an apathetic kind of girl but unfortunately for her image Idun cares too much about people to ever pull it off. She’s not the cool stranger sitting in the corner so much as a young woman looking for a cause to use her power for. Britney cares about people and what happens to them. She wants to be liked by others, especially since the death of her father, and she wants the people in her life to feel as if they truly matter. For them to know how important they are to her.
While she avoids personal conversations (Idun is more likely to acquiesce than to continue an argument) she is most likely to find her bravery when defending or assisting others. Her great respect for the elderly is something she often finds her voice over.
Despite having very little talent in the area Idun is a sucker for music and poetry. Show her a love song and she might swoon. Britney can’t help but enjoy loveliness in these areas though she can be surprisingly picky.
A Britney trait and not an original Idun one comes from her frequent bouts of jealousy towards other women. Though a great admirer of others rather than focussing on her own self improvement she can sometimes get stuck in spirals of her own insecurity as personified by those she considers better off. Other actresses are always more talented and older women have their lives entirely put together.
In times of stress and sorrow she can usually be found in the nearest patch of greenery.
» Other Notes: - Fluent in Mandarin
- Prone to malapropisms. Also tends to pick old fashioned words and ideas over new ones thanks to her Nursing Home Family.
- Doesn't know what the Kinsey Scale is.
- Almost embarrassed by how much she loves to garden. It's such a little old lady hobby.
- Probably needs more sleep.
» Sample Journal: I don’t mean to be rude or anything but I didn’t plan on ending this week by joining a new cult. I’m sure you’re all very nice people but the email tag is super sketchy and invasive. Especially with what's been going on in the news lately. This stuff is totally the last thing California needs.
Only-
This is all very odd.
How do you even deal with this anyway? I mean If one of you says “I’m Athena Goddess of War” or whatever and the next person says, “Oy, I’m Irish and my brother is the God of War so put that in your pipe and smoke it!” who even wins? How can two people, deities, be of the same thing without causing a time ripple whenever they go near each other? Or do you cause a time ripple? Is that why you have to go all google on each other instead of talking in your face places?
Sorry. I guess it’s none of my business. You all seem like very interesting people. Uh. When I'm famous this will be a really good story to tell Conan.
Enjoy?
» Sample Log: It was a cattle call kind of audition with taller more beautiful girls wandering around with numbers attached to them. Brittany reminded herself that actresses shouldn't be afraid of anything but it didn't help. Uselessly she wished she'd worn better shoes. Or exercised more that day. Or picked a different career with less staring involved. She had her monologue memorized already but she practiced the inflections in her head. It would be okay. She could do it. And if she couldn't then she'd take another shift at work and get the next one.
Only when her number was finally called they told her she only had three minutes instead of five. The four men watching her weren't really looking the way they were supposed to. They're tired. The producer on the end played with the parts of his broken pen while the two in the middle examined her lie filed resume. It wasn't fair. She had to do something, didn't she?
After a moment of uncomfortably garbled monologue Britney walked off the stage, over to the table, and tapped each of them to give them a small dose of vitality. "Sorry, sirs. Not to be rude or anything but I'll start in just a second."
"Not that kind of audition, kid," said the oldest of the producers. Now he wasn't tired. His whole face had lit up and he bounced back and forth in his chair. She knew it was her energy that did that so why did his joke embarrass her? Britney could feel her face getting hot. Next time she should just bring red bulls with her. That would make her sassy and memorable instead of just weird.
"Oh my god, Do you want me to audition or not?" Britney snapped defensively as she stared down at her shoes.
The answer was not. She didn't have the right look anyway. When her roommates asked she told them she made it to the second round. They all congratulated her on a job well done.
» Name: RM
» Date of Birth: 20+
» Journal: N/A
» Contact: roboticmuler@gmail.com AIM: robotmule – though I haven’t used it in ages.
Deity Information
» Pantheon: Norse
» Deity: Idun
» Reference: My inclination is citation.
» Divine Family: {mother & father}; Ivaldi the dwarf was her father. Since it is said she was elven in nature as well it is likely that’s what her mother was; though no mention is given of her. {spouse}; Bragi {siblings}; Numerous dwarves and in-laws.
» Mythology: Though her parentage is only briefly mentioned in the poem Hrafnagaldr Óðins Idun is considered a daughter of Ivaldi the dwarf; connecting her to the talented smiths who made such wonderful things for the Æsir. In that way she is fulfilling her family obligations and giving out her creations for her fellow deities to use. There is never any commentary on how she feels being a Goddess born of dwarves but then she had other things to do.
As Goddess of Youth it was Idun who bestowed the golden apples of immortality with their power and kept the Gods around her at their physical best. She was generally good at her job and was said to bring great happiness to those around her. Idun was depended upon to keep the immortals going.
Subsequently her most interesting myth is about the one time she was absent from the rest of the Æsir. One day Loki convinced Idun that there were better apples to be found in the distant creepy forest and she should take her own apples there to compare them. This was an obvious lie but Idun did as he suggested and was immediately kidnapped by the jötunn Þjazi.
Idun was forced to stay in his home while the suddenly aging Æsir played ancient Norse C.S.I to discover what had become of her. Eventually the Æsir put two and two together and did the usual: threatening Loki with gruesome torture until he fixed what he’d broken in the first place. As a falcon Loki managed to sneak over when Þjazi was away, turn Idun into a nut, and fly her back to safety. The Gods then killed Þjazi for pursuing her.
She was married to Bragi, God of Poetry, and by all accounts the two were a happy couple— though she was accused of being “boy crazy” by Loki for loving him. This brought out a more assertive side to her as she defended her husband. It was quickly made clear that she could be depended on to come to Bragi's defense when the situation called for it. Loki accused Bragi of killing one of Iduns brothers but since there is no proof of that in any other sources this can be taken as Loki simply being tricksy in an awkward social situation.
It was said she preferred to dwell in dales. They were probably better for gardening.
Character Information
» Played By: Crystal Liu
» Journal:
rejuvenator» Current Name: Britney Yang
» Birthdate: 7/20/1995
» Height: 5’1’’
» Family: {mother & father}; Xuhui Yang (passed) & Alice Yang (Chan).
» Occupation: Optimistic Actress. Her current day job is Fast Food Employee but she really wants to work at a Florists.
» Currently Residing In: Los Angeles, California.
» Ability:
Passive: Being around Idun is like getting an extra dose of vitality to keep you going. Prolonged exposure can cause greying hair to come back in its original color, wrinkle removal, and a decrease in age related health problems. Needless to say she’s very popular around the local Nursing Home. Since the recent boom of Godly Power the results occur at a much higher rate than they once did. A matter of days and weeks rather than months and years. A long embrace (or more) from Idun can also cause a "chugging red bull"-like consequence followed by an equal crash.
Subconscious: Her talent for rejuvenation means she often has sudden bursts of energy- often just as she's starting to get to sleep. Idun only really gets about four hours before this kicks in and reminds her that she wants to redecorate the apartment.
Active: Thanks to the move to L.A Britney is not aware of this power, but plants and trees under her care grow to maturity quickly and the fruit they bare can restore health even after physical wounds. Only her (now) golden apples can grant true permanent youth and immortality but they also take more care to grow. Urban environments tend to take more time while dales can get orchards going in under an hour.
» History: - A French Bohemian in the 1830s and 40s Idun quickly learned that for every genuine artist wandering there were ten pretentious hacks. The downside of being the wife of a God of Poetry is remarkably high standards. But she still had a lovely time.
- She was a hipster in the 1940s, reinforcing her sense of slang and easygoing attitude. So far she has not kept her fondness for hot jazz but then the opportunity hasn’t presented itself for jazz to be enjoyed. It did help form her sense of humor.
- Chatham, New Jersey is a nice suburb where people are generally considered to be very respectable and life is expected to continue on as nicely as New Jersey will allow. It makes sense in a Gaia sort of way that such a Goddess would be reborn in the Garden State.
Britney Yang was born to Alice and Xuhui Yang; much to the surprise of the older couple who didn’t think they could even have children anymore. Not that they were going to complain over this sudden blessing in their lives. The couple continued to work running the local Nursing Home and Britney became an honorary granddaughter to all the people who lived there.
This loving childhood led into a more complicated adolescence. What once was a spark of youth became an inferno for those around her. Her father’s salt and pepper hair started to come in black again, her mother accused him of dyeing it, and her friends at the Nursing Home seemed to get younger in subtle but distinct ways. A smoothed wrinkle here and a decrease in cholesterol there were nothing to get excited about but something about the situation never seemed quite right. Britney often found her mother staring at her after each discovery of age inappropriate oddities.
The Mother-Daughter dynamic was further strained by the sudden death of Xuhui when Britney was 15. The funeral was open casket and everyone commented on what a good job was done on him— why he looked at least ten years younger. Since then the two women have generally avoided each other as much as possible for two people living in the same house.
At the behest of her Nursing Home grandparents Britney took up gardening. She took up distractions and hobbies to keep herself going. While this helped to make her happy it didn't made her a particularly sensible person. So when two school friends, not close ones, hatched the idea of running away to California to become actresses Britney thought that was just what she needed. No more New Jersey snow sticking to everything well into April. No more suburbia where everyone tries too hard. She wanted to be in a city where everyone was something else first.
So far this has been a painfully stupid idea. Money is tight, she's not enough, and the tiny apartment she shares is a little scary. Her longing for greener spaces has started to make local florists uncomfortable. Being so far from home without her groups of grandparents to guide her means Britney's isolated in ways she hasn’t been before. Which makes it the perfect time for gods to reenter the world.
» Personality: There are three words to describe Idun as she is now: chirpy, shy, and empathetic. Sadly for her these traits are frequently at odds with each other.
At first glance it’s easy to write Britney off as a snarky teenage trying to seem mature. That’s because it’s not as far off from the truth as she’d like you to think. Her mannerisms are all still very young and even her attempts to be formal can often come off as dismissive. She often starts sentences off with “Not trying to be rude but-“ before saying something incredible nosey to a stranger. When she’s nervous she might add odd invasive chatter just to fill in the silence.
This leads into her shyness— Britney had plenty of friends in New Jersey and can handle social situations but she still tends to get embarrassed easily. She prefers small group setting and large crowds make her anxious. Another reason moving to Los Angeles was a bad idea. As an instinct from her kidnapped Goddess kerfuffle with the giant she’s especially nervous around larger sized men.
She would like to be an apathetic kind of girl but unfortunately for her image Idun cares too much about people to ever pull it off. She’s not the cool stranger sitting in the corner so much as a young woman looking for a cause to use her power for. Britney cares about people and what happens to them. She wants to be liked by others, especially since the death of her father, and she wants the people in her life to feel as if they truly matter. For them to know how important they are to her.
While she avoids personal conversations (Idun is more likely to acquiesce than to continue an argument) she is most likely to find her bravery when defending or assisting others. Her great respect for the elderly is something she often finds her voice over.
Despite having very little talent in the area Idun is a sucker for music and poetry. Show her a love song and she might swoon. Britney can’t help but enjoy loveliness in these areas though she can be surprisingly picky.
A Britney trait and not an original Idun one comes from her frequent bouts of jealousy towards other women. Though a great admirer of others rather than focussing on her own self improvement she can sometimes get stuck in spirals of her own insecurity as personified by those she considers better off. Other actresses are always more talented and older women have their lives entirely put together.
In times of stress and sorrow she can usually be found in the nearest patch of greenery.
» Other Notes: - Fluent in Mandarin
- Prone to malapropisms. Also tends to pick old fashioned words and ideas over new ones thanks to her Nursing Home Family.
- Doesn't know what the Kinsey Scale is.
- Almost embarrassed by how much she loves to garden. It's such a little old lady hobby.
- Probably needs more sleep.
» Sample Journal: I don’t mean to be rude or anything but I didn’t plan on ending this week by joining a new cult. I’m sure you’re all very nice people but the email tag is super sketchy and invasive. Especially with what's been going on in the news lately. This stuff is totally the last thing California needs.
How do you even deal with this anyway? I mean If one of you says “I’m Athena Goddess of War” or whatever and the next person says, “Oy, I’m Irish and my brother is the God of War so put that in your pipe and smoke it!” who even wins? How can two people, deities, be of the same thing without causing a time ripple whenever they go near each other? Or do you cause a time ripple? Is that why you have to go all google on each other instead of talking in your face places?
Sorry. I guess it’s none of my business. You all seem like very interesting people. Uh. When I'm famous this will be a really good story to tell Conan.
Enjoy?
» Sample Log: It was a cattle call kind of audition with taller more beautiful girls wandering around with numbers attached to them. Brittany reminded herself that actresses shouldn't be afraid of anything but it didn't help. Uselessly she wished she'd worn better shoes. Or exercised more that day. Or picked a different career with less staring involved. She had her monologue memorized already but she practiced the inflections in her head. It would be okay. She could do it. And if she couldn't then she'd take another shift at work and get the next one.
Only when her number was finally called they told her she only had three minutes instead of five. The four men watching her weren't really looking the way they were supposed to. They're tired. The producer on the end played with the parts of his broken pen while the two in the middle examined her lie filed resume. It wasn't fair. She had to do something, didn't she?
After a moment of uncomfortably garbled monologue Britney walked off the stage, over to the table, and tapped each of them to give them a small dose of vitality. "Sorry, sirs. Not to be rude or anything but I'll start in just a second."
"Not that kind of audition, kid," said the oldest of the producers. Now he wasn't tired. His whole face had lit up and he bounced back and forth in his chair. She knew it was her energy that did that so why did his joke embarrass her? Britney could feel her face getting hot. Next time she should just bring red bulls with her. That would make her sassy and memorable instead of just weird.
"Oh my god, Do you want me to audition or not?" Britney snapped defensively as she stared down at her shoes.
The answer was not. She didn't have the right look anyway. When her roommates asked she told them she made it to the second round. They all congratulated her on a job well done.
