fourthmade | 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.

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[These devices, while far, far below Shibuya's current tech level, are still different enough that Joshua has to figure out how to use them. Radios, on the other hand, are old hat, and fairly safe to talk to otherwise, he feels. He settles down next to the one in his room, crossing a leg over the opposite knee, casual to the point it's like he's talking to an old friend.

Here's hoping this works.]

Hello, Elias. I saw your broadcast. Excellent work, by the way. I knew you could do it.

I have to say, I'm pretty impressed with what you're able to accomplish, and you made good on your promises to boot. As such, I'd like to make you a deal. I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine. Simple enough, hm?

I'd like a way out of here, for me and my current companion - and any others she might end up kidnapping here in the process. You know who I am. You know what I am, presumably. My current abilities are completely cut off, since I can't access my home plane in this place, but if I somehow had those abilities restored, I don't doubt that we could accomplish great things if we combined our efforts.

So, what do you say? Can you do it? And what would I need to do for you in return?

[The radio is a good choice. A sound choice, for reaching a boy who has been pulverized, condensed, and stretched into an unfathomable power grid with the capabilities of a god. Technology is his bread and butter. Machinery carries his will.

It crackles to life with a long, wailing screech, slowly reducing to a soft white hum. A boy's voice, rife with curiosity, burbles unevenly between the scratch and scritch of static.]

hello joshua
the composer

i know who you are
i know what you are
and i know that the fog took what was yours
and threw it away
because she thinks she can do it better

im sorry this happened to you :(

i dont know if i can restore your full capabilities
but i can help you find
pieces
youve lost
one step at a time

all you have to do
is be my friend
and earn my trust

some of my friends havent been very nice lately
i have to take precautions

[Ah, there it is. That's what he's been looking for.]

Thats understandable. Trust is a precious commodity, especially when it comes to beings like us, and it shouldn't be handed out freely. I take no offense.

Tell me what I need to do to earn yours, then. I'm all ears.

[A high-pitched, adolescent laugh parts the veil of static.]

how does a friend earn another friends trust?
thats what i want
a promise to help me and anyone else close to me build better machines
and take away more of her power
a promise to mess up all the destruction she wants monsters to do

then youre welcome to come and play in the arcade with all my other friends
whenever you want

if youd like to come today
theres a party in the arcade for our success

i brought cake
reira brought cookies
i even manufactured a some new higher tech games to try out

maybe nothing like the tech youre used to
but better than everything else in the peninsula

Edited 2021-10-23 16:40 (UTC)

Well, if that's all I have to do, I'll be happy to help you out. I may not be a tech whiz, but I'm more than capable of the rest... particularly if I get some of my abilities back. I look forward to working with you, friend.

And how do I get to this arcade of yours? I do love a good game.

take this

[If there weren't any slats in the radio, there are now. Static mounts to a shrill squeak, followed by a grinding, cranking whir. Out of one of the slats pops an iridescent black keycard.

When Joshua takes the card, he'll feel a telltale sharp shock and prickling warmth creeping up his arm. A surge of power courses through his fingers and zips down his spine, marking Joshua as a conduit and follower of the Fourth.]

its a key
use it on any door
and itll open the way

see you soon
joshua
thank you

[The card is a surprise, but not as much as the electrical zap that shoots up his arm and through the rest of him upon taking it. Joshua very nearly pulls his hand away, but he keeps his hold until it's finished. He recognizes a pact when he feels one, even if it feels slightly different than what he's used to.]

Any door, hm?

[He turns the card over for a moment, watching the iridescence in the low light. This is a start. This is the stepping stone he needs.]

Thank you, Elias. I'm looking forward to working with you.

Edited 2021-10-25 18:53 (UTC)

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