#ALSO Eve swears in faroese.

[pit-of-maggots]

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' Ballo di Carnevale. '

Pierre Bergaigne (1652)

"Che pagliacci... mi chiedo se a Spagna é anche cosí.. disonorevole."

( ' what clowns... I wonder if in Spain it is also so.. disgraceful. ' )

The High Priestess of the Sons of Gluttony cult was repulsed and unamused by what the city of Venezia, the popular 'Floating City' or 'City of Canals', displayed in front of her.

Masked individuals, some fancier, more regal, than others- coated the streets. And they weren't even at the heart of the event yet, they'd just gotten off the train.

The High Priest, on the other hand... was seeing stars. He was absolutely fascinated by such beauty surrounding him.

"Hai perso la ragione, Beatrice?! Quest' evento é il piú lussuoso che possa esistere nel nostro paese! L'unico che realmente merita la mia attenzione... "

( ' have you lost your mind, Beatrice?! This event's the most luxurious one that's existed in our country! The only one that truly deserves my attention... ' ) He trailed off as he turned to look at his companions. The four heads of the Gluttony cults had all reunited for quite the big event: Concetto Faunus's birthday, the beloved broodfather, the High Priest of the Sons of Gluttony. And he'd always loved the Carnival at Venice... always so refined, fashionable, so... him.

"Especially... on such an important date~ is that not right?" The man retorted with a noticeable facade of sweetness, when he really just felt bitter that the woman seemed to have something to complain about every single time.

Beata grumbled quietly, seemingly admitting defeat that, if she had nothing nice to say, then she should keep her mouth shut. Besides, today Concetto got to make the rules, it was his day.

Concetto proudly smiled, chuckling in response to her silence. "Very well~ and try to turn that frown upside down, will you? For little old meee?" He teased.

Before the woman could scold her companion, Elizabeth's furious screams could be heard from a distance as she was damn near about to throw a punch into some poor guide's gut before Adam restrained her-

The unfortunate soul that dared arouse her wrath tried to calm her down, already sweating profusely, "Signora, p-per favo-" buuut of course he was cut off.

"CHÉ VUOL' DÍ CHE LA FESTA DE' MARIE É GIÁ FINITA!? FISA!"

Beata sighed, unamused as she went to intervene while Domenico watched in silence as he hid behind their High Priest; Faunus quietly muttered some prayers in the name of Lurcher Barathrum as he too watched, holding his stomach.

( ' WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT THE FESTA DELLE MARIE HAS ALREADY FINISHED? CUNT! ' ) She seemed absolutely furious to find out that the Festa Delle Marie, a re-enactment of the traditional Venetian beauty contest where twelve gorgeous women would dress in the finest Venetian fashion to present themselves to the Duke of Venice, the Doge. Unfortunately, this parade only takes place during February 3rd... and during that date uh- well, let's just say that Eve had been busy with 'fae business' that may or may not have involved murder, otherwise she would have come here long before Faunus' birthday...

" ( ' forgive her ' ), la perdoni, Sr.; the trip has been quite the headache for all of us." Beata excused as she stared daggers at Eve, before shoving the little woman and her husband far away from the shivering man and attempted to de-escalate the situation as she comforted the individual while Adam practically dragged his wife away, trying to comfort her too- eventually, she stopped trying to fight him and just went limp with a frustrated sigh, allowing to be dragged around like a ragdoll. Sure, they loved drawing attention at events, but not in this way, damn it! Should they embarass the High Priest on his birthday, both cults would never hear the end of it from him nor Barathrum for such blasphemy. But Elizabeth had a bad habit of being impulsive and not thinking before speaking, so... Beatrice had to come clean the mess for her before it got worse. (When she was around to do so, of course)

...

"And I even wore my best dress!" Eve whined in exasperation to her beloved spouse while she ranted, looking down at her clothes: she wore her best pink bouffant gown with butterfly wing patterns all over it, a cream colored poet's shirt underneath, and a matching bandeau pink veil, decorated with red roses. She also wore a customized Colombina mask of a cream coloring pallette too, adorned with gems. The hairnets that held up her hair, giving them that classic horn-like shape, were of a dark green pallette.

"Amore, you can still show off your beauty!" Said Adam, kneeling down to be at an eye level with his wife, gently lifting her mask. "and the mask contest's still going, if you would like us to participate in it~"

Adam too wore a mask, a Pulcinella, to match Eve's; he wore a classic nobility outfit: a dark green coat with matching pants, yellow waistcoat with a white cotton shirt with decorative cuffs underneath, a pink cravat with red patterns.

Eve looked down to the ground a moment, inhaling and exhaling deeply before looking back to Adam.

"Maybe..." she replied, still sounding somewhat disappointed and sad. "Yeah..."

"Would you like to go eat som-"

"YES! OHHH YES!" And just like that, her mood immediately shifted upon merely hearing the word 'eat' leave her husband's lips. And it was like the entire ordeal never happened in the first place. But before they could run off to the nearest place that made any food- two dark, thick tentacles wrapped around their waists, and they got pulled towards the remaining group by Beata.

"You uncivilized animals." She spat as the dark appendages quickly retreated into her form, disappearing into the darkness of her robe.

Both her and Faunus were glaring at the married couple like a disappointed parent after catching their child with their hands in the cookie jar. Domenico on the other hand... seemed to be in another universe entirely, as they rested their head against their preacher's side, eyes closed, and currently stroking his belly lovingly. Still... this did not deter Faunus in the slightest from scolding the other two Priests, nor did he seem to mind really.

"Have you completely forgotten we must be present at the Pit of the Beast in less than an hour? Beatrice's children and most of our flocks are going to be there to attend their last sermon before our days of feasting in my celebration." He aggressively whispered to them, as to not draw attention from heretics on the matter.

The Pit of the Beast ('La Fossa della Bestia') was an abandoned church, lost in time like so many other buildings in Venice. Many cults of dæmonic faith claimed it for their own long ago, renamed in Shai's honor- leader of the celestial rebellion, mainly to arrange important meetings or re-schedule sermons; the Gluttony cults were one of them. It was where Bishop Angelo Maria-Antonietta, one of Beata's twin children, often did his sermons to the local Venetian Gluttony members or initiated new members.

"N-no, Signor Faunus!" Adam stuttered. Eve stepping in front of him to speak her mind: "Of course we did not! It was the heat of th' moment, th's all! T'was.. my fault..." She reluctantly admitted, pouting and looking down to the floor, clutching a clawed hand around her husband's waist. She sighed.

"O Chosen One, forgive us..."

That little ego stroke for the High Priest seemed to get both of them on his good side again rather quickly; his expression softening up as he inhaled deeply, taking his time to revel in being called one of his favourite nicknames. Beata, on the other hand... was unphased, knowing how easily it was to get the man to forgive even the sheer blasphemy of public embarassment they nearly put him through, with just a few words that appealed to his selfishness. If looks could kill, both Eve and Adam would've been impaled multiple times by her intense gaze.

"You are forgiven." Faunus eventually declared with an eyeroll, "but let this be the last time it happens, vi avverto." ( ' I warn you. ' )

Beata remained quiet as she continued glaring at the both of them as they quickly nodded their heads.

"Very well, Domenico- pay attention." He ordered as he gently held the younger man's hands and pulled him off of him.

"We'll be going to the Pit, do what we must do, and then we shall finally begin our commemoration, si? No more time to waste in foolishness."

...

Their trip would last until the end of February, during this time... Lisa and her band were paid to look after the Faunettes at the mansion, sometimes being visited by Beelzebub himself (he wished to meet what were essentially his grandchildren!). However... Lisa & co. do not exactly like to play by the rules, and it's not like Faunus or his butlers would know... if there was someone else, a 'friend of theirs' willingly looking after them; playing music is their passion, they love to sneak out to do some casual live-show in town... if they have someone else look after the Faunettes (potentially, your muse).

Meanwhile, Faunus & co. are going to be in Venice, many of the cult members lurking around, as well as... some other familiar faces. The Priests only want to have fun, drink, dance, eat and perhaps cause mischief... or get intimate with any pretty individual that tries courting them. (You may have your muse join in the fun with any of the Priests OR the one cult member often glued at Faunus' side, Domenico! Stuff them with food or vice versa, have a gothic, fancy masquerade dance together! Or you could disrupt the party somehow... and arouse the attention of a CERTAIN monster hunter keeping watch over these foul creatures~)

But... be careful, should you choose to try to court Adam or Eve! They will not say that they are married, and instead will play the game lying that they are single, pretend they show interest in you... until (you think) you are alone with just one of them, but in the end, it might just result in your demise. (Eve will devour your muse; you can survive if you manage to entertain her).

[shinymooncolor]

1-30 for the nonamerican asks

1. favourite place in your country?

My home - Northern Jutland - beautiful nature and oceans on all sides. 

2. do you prefer spending your holidays in your country or travel abroad?

Well, as I live abroad, I spend a lot of holidays going back home to Denmark. But I do love to travel as well! 

3. does your country have access to sea?

Hah, yeah - Denmark has oceans on both sides and we have easy access as we’re a teeny tiny country of little islands with Fjords running in between. 

4. favourite dish specific for your country?

Ohhhh... I’m going to do a meal and a dessert

Main meal: Frikadeller (danish meatballs) with red cabbage and rye bread 

Dessert: real Danish pastries - we do an amazing cinnamon swirl!!!

Also check out PROPER danish Rye bread. IT will change your LIFE! 

5. favourite song in your native language?

ohhhh... “Han har tænkt” by Allan Olsen. Incredible lyrics describing my home and amazing music as well... 

6. most hated song in your native language?

HAh I don’t even know. Some of the new stuff which is just stupid and misogynistic 

7. three words from your native language that you like the most?

HAHA okay. so. I'm gonna do the three words that all non-native speakers are challenged to say heh

“Rødgrød med fløde”

8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom?

Language wise people ask if I'm from Sweden, Norway or for some unfathomable reason Holland (The Netherlands) 

Also “Is Denmark the capital of Scandinavia?” is a classic?

9. which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know best?

Germany is the only country that we neighbour physically but we’ve got Sweden and Norway just across the ocean. I love all three countries to be honest. We used to take day trips to Sweden when I was younger - the Danish Krone is a lot stronger than the Swedish so we saved a lot of money. I've been to all three a bunch of times but still have a lot to discover and explore!!! 

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

Well. Bae is actually danish for poo. I know it's not a swear word but it's hilarious. You're calling your s/o a poo ;)

11. favourite native writer/poet?

H. C. Andersen

12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem?

Ohhh. Well H. C. Andersen was Danish and I think the translations are fairly successful.  

13. does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders?

oh I guess we do? First of all, we do Christmas on Christmas Eve 24/12. 

We also have a “Confirmation” when we're 14 which is technically a confirmation of our Christian Fatih but now it's just an excuse for friends and family to give you money and presents. 

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?

Honestly, I think Danish tv is sometimes a bit cringey to listen to. Hah, I love my country and we have some hilarious films and tv shows but I honestly don’t get the whole hype of danish tv shows like the killing or Borgen

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

“Rosinen i pølseenden” 

translation: “the raisin at the end of the sausage” - or being the very last one in whatever situation you're in

16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?

that vikings had horns on their helmets. That's all Hollywood. Also Vikings might have been a bit barbaric but they were also ahead of their time with a lot of societal issues such as equality, cleanliness and other stuff - also we were hella good sailors and boat builders. We went to Canada and North America WAAAYYYYY before Columbus and the other guys 

17. are you interested in your country’s history?

Very much. My mom and dad are both really interested in history - my mom is a part time historian and my dad, while not formally educated in history, writes historical books in his spare time.

We are very interesting in history in general and love to learn more and I've definitely inherited that curiosity.

18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language?

YES. hahahaha. I'm from the very north of Denmark and thus I’ve got a very “flat” northern accent heh. 

19. do you like your country’s flag and/or emblem? what about the national anthem?

I like the red and white flag. and our lion (the royal crest I believe). It’s very pretty. And yes I do enjoy the Danish national anthem. 

fun fact: in 2009, Alberto Contador won the Tour de France but they accidentally played the Danish national anthem instead of the Spanish. 

20. which sport is The Sport in your country?

MENS soccer. zzzzz. even though we’re not very good. The women are much better and we’ve got so many other cool sports where we are so much better - yet football is where the money goes :( 

21. if you could send two things from your country into space, what would they be?

A lego set (YES IT IS DANISH) and one of the royal sausage dogs probably. 

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?

we're small but we’re still doing really well

Ashamed: how we treated (treat) our former colonies (Greenland and the Faroe Islands) it's awful, exploitative and we still haven't seen a lot of apologies there.

23. which alcoholic beverage is the favoured one in your country?

SNAPS. HAHA. and of course Beer (Carlsberg)

24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country?

Sweden. Germany or even the US. heh.

Scandinavian countries love to hate on each other - but if anyone else comes for one of us - be certain that the other two will come to defend. 

25. would you like to come from another place, be born in another country?

I don't think so. Honestly. I've gotten a lot of opportunities and security by being a Danish citizen and you don't find that in a lot of other countries. 

26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal?

Yes it does. I think it's mostly favourable? however, I will say: The utopia that Denmark is the proof that socialism works is wrong: we have our own issues people. Don't fall for it. 

27. favourite national celebrity?

The Queen. What a lady!!!! 

28. does your country have a lot of lakes, mountains, rivers? do you have favourites?

Hehe. We have some lakes. but no mountains or rivers. We have some gorgeous nature though - but we’re small, flat and green. 

29. does your region/city have a beef with another place in your country?

oh yeah so I'm the furthest away from Copenhagen so there's always the Capital vs rest of the country... Copenhagen sucks anyways, it's basically a Swedish province ;) 

30. do you have people of different nationalities in your family?

Well, my family is partly Faroese, we've got some English aunties and my pony is German. heh