8th Strip! Woo! Welcome back Dee! And this one shows quite a few other friends from my history, while we’re at it. (To whom I apologize for drawing them really terribly…;p)
I blame Freyr, mostly…
So this comic is sort of a non-answer, for humor value. Everything in it is true, and I went ahead and named the specific people I depicted (like Cara, Tanisha, and Dee in order to give at least the more openly involved people some credit. There were quite a few more people involved who I couldn’t fit into the comic. Off the top of my head, I can count at least 8 more people I didn’t reference at all…
The “Conspiracy” in question, though, wasn’t actually for the founding of the group itself. By the time we got there, we’d already encountered quite a lot of Freyr and Freyja Conspiring.
Specifically, a young Freyrsman and I were getting shoved together a lot in the year leading up to the founding of the VC. It seemed pretty clear that Freyr and possibly Freyja wanted us to have a romantic relationship. This didn’t work for several reasons, not the least of which was that the young man in question was thoroughly gay. By the time things came to a head and I finally had to get Freyja’s help making Freyr stop pushing, we’d encountered several other people being apparently absentmindedly recruited into the process.
The most blatant, and ultimately humorous example was when Diana managed to get him to agree to represent Freyr and me to agree to represent Erche in a ritual for the rune class without telling us what the ritual entailed, or having us look at the script. When I finally reviewed the script and saw that our roles called for him to kiss me on the forehead, lips, breast, and belly, I freaked out a bit at the prospect of having to kiss someone I wasn’t dating, and called him. Then he freaked out a bit, and we ranted together for a bit about Freyr’s ongoing shenanigans.
That evening, still fretting, I got to Greyhaven and checked in with Lorrie, who absentmindedly kissed me on the lips in greeting, which she’d never done before. I was so startled, and Freyja was RIGHT there, watching for my reaction, and I felt very set up.
Then, for the ritual, my friend the Freyrsman decided not to invite Freyr to possess him as he normally would, and opted to kiss me on the cheek instead of the lips in defiance of Freyr’s apparent attempt to set us up in front of the whole class.
When we talked after class to Diana and Lorrie about how our day had gone, Diana expressed having forgotten that the ritual called for those kisses, and Lorrie expressed that she wasn’t sure why she kissed me, but knew immediately that it was a strange and not entirely welcome gesture. I wasn’t upset with her, and we both forgave Diana, but all four of us spent the rest of the evening chuckling over the “Vanic Conspiracy” that was clearly taking place, and how “Clearly, they’ve started recruiting!”
That was February. That fall, when the new group for children of the Vanir was started, we chose to name it after our recent exasperating experiences with Them, as a way of acknowledging that They were and are directly involved in our lives.