The Fourth God (
fourthmade) wrote2016-01-24 02:46 pm
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Loading...... Prayer.exe
This is a place to send your prayers to the Fourth god. He may not always respond, or he may respond in ways you don’t expect, but he is always listening.
Speak, he hears you.
OOC note: As of April 2020, threads with the gods will be capped at three NPC replies! Please keep this in mind when writing god prayers to make sure you get everything you need out of the thread.It’s also possible to handwave prayers by titling your comment HANDWAVED PRAYER. Handwaved prayers lack our usual flourish, but you can expect a faster response!
As of February 2024, god prayers will be handwaved only. Please only submit a prayer if you have a question for either god which needs answering in order to progress your character's arc within Ryslig. If this is something you need to tier up within the god boon system, or just to set up a player plot in general, please don't hesitate to submit a prayer about it! You may shorten it down to an OOC summary of what your character is asking. This will allow any of our helper mods to reply much faster, without having to dig into the specifics of either god's personality/writing quirks. Should this limitation be lifted again in the future, this note will be removed.
Speak, he hears you.
OOC note: As of April 2020, threads with the gods will be capped at three NPC replies! Please keep this in mind when writing god prayers to make sure you get everything you need out of the thread.It’s also possible to handwave prayers by titling your comment HANDWAVED PRAYER. Handwaved prayers lack our usual flourish, but you can expect a faster response!
As of February 2024, god prayers will be handwaved only. Please only submit a prayer if you have a question for either god which needs answering in order to progress your character's arc within Ryslig. If this is something you need to tier up within the god boon system, or just to set up a player plot in general, please don't hesitate to submit a prayer about it! You may shorten it down to an OOC summary of what your character is asking. This will allow any of our helper mods to reply much faster, without having to dig into the specifics of either god's personality/writing quirks. Should this limitation be lifted again in the future, this note will be removed.
QUEST TIME-
[Sulfur explosions cracked the ground, and wild laughter echoed behind them as they ran, and once they were out of Dyster's door, the race had been one that took to the skies. No amount of worry for the buildings around them could keep them from doing so after all-not with a demon hot on their trail, eyes wide and teeth gnashing, fires and brimstone filling their nostrils with the scent of fear and impending death. They'd flown, but soon it was back to the ground, and Reira scrambled off her carrier in a tumbling heap. Falling off as though she were a drone or miniature, spinning through the air and clutching her second jar tight.
Wings flapped, but hooves soon pounded, pounded as much as the magic strikes behind her. Her lungs were burning, even with her breath stopped through magic, and her wings were held back behind her in tight folds, opening only to add some kind of drift to her turns.
But there it was-the park.
Mere steps inside and she was safe, though she kept running until she could hear nothing any more. Running past the small mossy patches of light-filled algae from before, past the first few flickering lanterns along the paths...
She ran until she reached her 'favorite' place there. In its chilled silence, its empty air. The massive carousel, stopped and motionless, its music no longer playing. The park's playground, with carved slides and jungle gyms, swings not even blowing in some breeze. Soon, he could enjoy these, couldn't he? Those were her thoughts at least, as she looked over her enormous jar of heavy fog, the seal tight and the 'cloud' inside practically pulsing. The carousel, the pond, the playground, the z-
Well, perhaps not the zoo, she corrected herself. There were no more animals in there last she had checked, so it was more a collection of animal habitats with nothing inside.
But all these things, all that was once defined with death...it could breathe again, and He would be Stronger for it.
She doesn't know if she needs to bring them to the arcade. Reira searches the carousel for a loose panel she'd made use of, pulling out a second jar and sighing when she finds it safe. The dirt from the 'real' Dyster had been easiest-she'd obtained that while poking around the place in small spurts of time to get a feel for what the other one would no doubt be like.
The fog one was the hardest, and she was forever grateful for Shingo's assistance in the 'heist'. Hiding her in his fur, flying through the air while the Fog God's own Priestess was chatting with him... ...She had remained hidden just long enough to slip her arms out and scoop the fog they flew through, before their cover had been blown.
But now she was here.
The panel is replaced, and the jars are set down for the moment as she turns to use her keycard on the maintenance door of the park's carousel. One last look at what is dead...
And if the jars are not taken by Him then, she scoops them out and enters the arcade to set them on the prize counter.]
no subject
When the song ends Elias' voice cuts in, sounding especially chipper today. ]
congratulations!
[Reira will start to feel her hand grow warm, and if she looks down she will see a symbol that wasn't there before glowing upon it.]
you're a good friend reira.
i want to show you something to thank you for everything you've done for me.
[The door behind the prize counter swings open, revealing a set of stairs behind them. It's too dimly lit to see what's down them, but Elias sounds eager. ]
go on.
i'm waiting.
[When she does descend the stairs it's quiet. The only sounds are her footsteps and any other noise she makes. Wires trail down the length of them so she should be careful not to trip over them. The staircase is narrow and seems to go deep under the ground before they finally end, opening up into a room full of screens and trailing wires.
In the center of the room, connected to what seems to be every wire, the lifeless body of a young body held within them. The screens light up, bathing the room in light. The boy still doesn't react, but a number of the monitors are now filled with a :slightly_smiling_face: taking up almost the entire screen.]
this is where i live.
hardly anyone's allowed in here.
only my priests.
i can't trust everyone like you but you can come here whenever you like.
you're one of them now.
i'd like to show you something else.
[The screens go hazy before revealing scenery, none of it recognizable as part of Ryslig. There's a lush forest on one screen, a beach filled with scrapping seabirds on another. Cities and countryside. Deserts and tundras. Almost every kind of habitat seems to be represented, and all of them breathtakingly beautiful.]
did you know skämd used to have places like this?
there was a whole world.
not just this.
[The screens flicker angrily, then black out. The room's entirely dark now, save for the occasional flash of light from a sparking wire, and Elias' furious words echo louder than before.]
the fog god spoiled it.
that's why we need to destroy her and what she's done.
that's why i need friends like you to help me.
[The sparking settles, but there is still visible electricity around the boy in the room. It lights him up so he's all that can be seen. There's a breath, then Elias speaks up with a tentative calmness.]
will you hold my hand?
i have something else for you.
[He waits for her to take one of his small hands. They aren't cold, but they aren't warm either. It feels like touching static. He doesn't hold her hand back, or show any sign of movement at all, but some of the wires start to detach themselves from him to snake around her wrists.
There's no time to react to this in any way before a white hot flash takes over her, granting Reira all the powers that go hand in hand with a priest. It's a lot to take on all at once for anyone, especially a child, so she will lose consciousness almost at once.
When she awakes the room will be light again and she will find herself cradled gently in among the wires. It takes no effort to stand herself up and away from them, but Reira may find she feels a little light headed for a time.
With the network now connected to her mind she will see a single message from an unnamed contact, though it's clear who it is from. The same message is echoed on every screen within the room.]
:)