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The Fourth God ([personal profile] fourthmade) wrote2016-01-24 02:46 pm
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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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[personal profile] deadbydawn 2021-11-08 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Despite having technically been a Fourth follower for...some amount of time, Ash only recently discovered the existence of the arcade. When he was temporarily transformed as a troll, he tried to use the key card to jimmy open a locked door and was surprised to find the arcade on the other side.

Ever since then, Ash has intermittently popped in whenever he was bored, watching whatever trashy movies he could get his hands on and playing any arcade cabinet that was bright and flashy enough to hold his attention for more than five minutes. Elias was just background noise to this entertainment--after all Ash hardly cared about the kid beyond the fact that he saw him as his ticket out of here. And even if Elias had tried to speak to Ash, Ash would've probably ignored it completely.

It's only during his fifth visit when Ash decides to change this. He's wandering between the arcade cabinets, scoping out any games that happen to catch his eye.]


I gotta say, kid--you got some seriously good taste despite bein', like, ten. But I still wanna know when I'm gonna be given my body back. And, look, I appreciated the lil' taste you gave me when you sent us all to that alternative dimension, but I'm startin' to wonder when the main course is gonna get here.

[He's talking about Felfri, of course. And he expects the Fourth to know of his end goals--to be able to return to his physical body and indulge in whatever goddamn vices he wants to. For a party animal like Ash, being a shade is a sentence worse than death. Though he has been able to find some workarounds for the time being, it still involves the participation of another willing individual, and when your Ashley J. Williams, sometimes it's hard to not piss people off and drive them away from you.]
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[personal profile] deadbydawn 2021-11-09 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Ash flinches when the lights flicker. For a moment, an instinctive panic grips his chest as he recalls the previous times he was in an enclosed room like this and the lights suddenly gave out. When he realizes that he's in no danger, he glances up towards the ceiling, as if searching for the source of the 'voice'.]

That shit's freaky, man. You gotta warn someone before you're gonna do somethin' like that.

[He projects his voice to try and hide the fact he was shaken by such a small thing. Slowly, he begins to walk towards the cabinet at the end of the corridor, his eyes straining to make out the title of the game.

Make her disappear. What did Ash do in the face of a seemingly insurmountable foe who made his life a living hell at every corner? Shot them in the face with a shotgun and carved them apart with a chainsaw, but that doesn't seem particularly applicable in this situation.

The book. When he was sent to the past, the Necronomicon ex-Mortis had answers to undo the spell. He remembered looking at it while the old man flipped through the pages, catching glimpses of demons and other evil entities that could be summoned by simply reciting the words....]


I mean, I've been thinkin', right? The Fog doesn't really have a lot of opposition--I mean, sure, there's people who hate her, me included, but we aren't really in a position to take down a god. There's that Mana chick, but I don't think she cares all that much about takin' down who's in charge. There's you, but you're just one kid.

[A pause.]

A kid who's older than ten.

[Nailed it.]

Hear me out, but what if--what if--there was something else we could pit her against? Y'know, try some real divide and conquer strategies while she's distracted. There's gotta be tons of lesser-known gods or entities or whatever that have beef with the Fog, given what we go through on a monthly basis. We find 'em, we knock her down a few notches, maybe even get what I--what we want.

[Ash comes to a stop before the cabinet. His hands lay against the buttons as he takes in the details on the screen.]
Edited 2021-11-09 02:25 (UTC)
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[personal profile] deadbydawn 2021-11-09 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[How can he not, when it's so easy to pick up the plastic gun and begin firing the trigger? How can he not, when he's been challenged to be the best? His arm interfaces easily with the controls--this is as natural to him as falling.

A wide grin stretches across his face as a zombie explodes in a satisfying mess of pixels. The rust-riddled gears in his impossibly small brain begin to turn.]


Uh, favorite snack? I dunno, potato chips are good. Big fan of chocolate chip cookies, too. Are we gonna have a celebration or somethin'?

[In Ash's mind, there's absolutely no way that this plan could go wrong. Everyone else would've probably dismissed it--everyone else did, in fact, dismiss it when he last proposed it on the network. But what did they know? The Fourth wouldn't encourage him unless it was a good idea, right?

In game, Ash gets smacked by a vampire and loses half his health bar. He frowns, focusing on his aiming and blasting through the hordes of undead. His points climb ever higher.]


You really think that old witch'll have somethin' up her sleeve? Worth a shot, I guess. Go big or go home, am I right?
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[personal profile] deadbydawn 2021-11-09 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, he's not gonna lose that easily. Ash fires the trigger again and mashes at the buttons, using his elbow to compensate for his missing right hand.]

Chainsaws are pretty dope. I dunno if that's gonna work on the Fog, but...we'll workshop it. See what we can do.

[He sees the robot slide over with treats in tow, and he grins, leaning over to pick up the beer. For a moment, he can delude himself into thinking that he can drink and eat, that his body does, in fact, require sustenance to thrive. The illusion is shattered when his hand slides into the beer.

He frowns briefly, straightening back up again to see a GAME OVER screen on the arcade machine. With a light groan, he leans forward to punch in his name--just a step below the top player on the high score list.

BOOMSTICK69 -------- 100300]


Heh. Nice.

[He'll save those snacks for when he can actually eat them. They'll taste much sweeter after he's earned his victory.]