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Context: I imagine the god skinners as a group of exceptional individuals who serve some obscure god. They don't exactly gain any powers from her. The earliest members learned the details of killing gods from that god, and get 13 backup bodies. They're not some hellbent cult. Just intelligent and capable (and often scarred) young men and women (the older ones don't survive for too long.)
*B = Blondie, G = Godskinner guy, L = Boss Lady (guy? Androgynous being)
B: So, what's your secret? To killing gods I mean.
G: There isn't a secret kid. It's all about the timing.
B: Go on.
G: Gods are fucking forces of nature. No. They are fucking nature. You can't mess with nature.
B: But you clearly are?
G: There's only two ways you screw over mother nature, the very fucking existence of things.
B: And that is?
G: Overwhelming power and numbers or perfect timing. Take your own people. Burning down forests as a clan, hunting as a pack, almost always using tools, or just happening to be at the right place at the right time to effect change, getting lucky. There's a reason that we don't live very long and lose people that often.
B: So essentially, you plan, then bum rush, and hope it works?
L (walking in): Yep. Essentially. So we're planning to kill your old mentor's mother. You in or out?
B: What's in it for me?
L: Experience killing a god. Honestly tell me you don't want to get back at the Otsustuki for what they did to your people.
B: Eh. I don't give two shits. I assume there's gonna be a lot of conflict and chaos?
G: Yeah. There you don't get to kill a god with dainty shit like poison.
L: . . .
B: Well, if I get a good fight, that's more than enough.
L: You can help keep her attention while we get close enough to kill her.
G: This wee baby? (makes sarcastic baby noises)
L (B is smiling): That wee baby can kill you 10 times to Saturday. Let's go.
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B: So, what's your secret? To killing gods I mean.
G: There isn't a secret kid. It's all about the timing.
B: Go on.
G: Gods are fucking forces of nature. No. They are fucking nature. You can't mess with nature.
B: But you clearly are?
G: There's only two ways you screw over mother nature, the very fucking existence of things.
B: And that is?
G: Overwhelming power and numbers or perfect timing. Take your own people. Burning down forests as a clan, hunting as a pack, almost always using tools, or just happening to be at the right place at the right time to effect change, getting lucky. There's a reason that we don't live very long and lose people that often.
B: So essentially, you plan, then bum rush, and hope it works?
L (walking in): Yep. Essentially. So we're planning to kill your old mentor's mother. You in or out?
B: What's in it for me?
L: Experience killing a god. Honestly tell me you don't want to get back at the Otsustuki for what they did to your people.
B: Eh. I don't give two shits. I assume there's gonna be a lot of conflict and chaos?
G: Yeah. There you don't get to kill a god with dainty shit like poison.
L: . . .
B: Well, if I get a good fight, that's more than enough.
L: You can help keep her attention while we get close enough to kill her.
G: This wee baby? (makes sarcastic baby noises)
L (B is smiling): That wee baby can kill you 10 times to Saturday. Let's go.
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Notes
Yes, I know that I'm slow on J for Jougan, J for Journey. I'm having a crisis of inspiration/implementation with that. Worry not though, I'm still working on it daily.
I might expand on this some time in the future.