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[fourthmade]

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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[soundsurfing]

Yer friends gotchyer back, yo, course we gonna 'member!

[Okay, this is the first time Beat's known, obviously, but the sentiment is there. He watches, fascinated, moving back a little just to be sure, as electricity jumps to the headphones. Now, that's cool. The artifacting is amusing, that's some dialup shit right there.

He almost doesn't catch the words, managing to at the last second to tear his eyes away and spot the excited movement, reading with a grin.]

Oh hell yeah! Glad to hear it, brotha! Spy ops shit ain't usually my thing, but if it helps out, let's fuckin' do it! [He makes a face to the emphasis on the word she.] Yeah the fog bitch. Her an' her followers somethin' else. I don' get how they so far into it. Hope we can get through to 'em someday. 'Fore it turns into that Day an' Night shit all over again.

[Looking around, he picks a spot by a machine to sit beside. It's not Elias, exactly, but it's a companionable movement.]

Aight, so tell me what we gotta do to upgrade shit, yo.

[fourthmade]

[A pixellated thumbs-up appears on the screen in response to Hope we can get through to 'em someday.]

i hope so too

[When Beat takes a seat, the air around his shoulders starts to feel warmer with a faint electric charge, like holding your hand beside a balloon you've rubbed on a sweater. It's tickly, but companionable.]

dont worry
it wont be hard
give me a few

da a a a a a a ys

[The last word glitches across the screen with a mechanical skipping-tone sound, flashing in and out, until it's briefly replaced by the digit "7".]

all you have to do
is bring someone
one of our friends
by
to test it

got to make sure it works
test drive it
here
before we use it
out there

[soundsurfing]

[It's almost like a hug, it's weird, but Beat likes it. A staticky hug. Or a friendly lean. It makes him snort and smooth stray strands of fur down as they begin to poof up to it.

Though for a moment the 7 days thing makes his breathing catch and he feels cold, before it's gone and he wonders if he was seeing things. Rubbing the back of his neck, he takes note of what Elias is writing. Imagination, is all, he's sure. A glitch and he imagined the 7.]

Got it, yo. I'll leave a note here somewhere fer peeps to get into contact wit me 'bout it. We can meet up to check it out after a few. I ain't able to help wit it, techy shit ain't me, that's my sis, but there's prolly peeps here wit their brains in right.

[He pats the side of the machine he's sitting by, like he's patting Elias. A friendly, brotherly touch, as much as you can give it to a machine.]

We gonna get shit done, brotha, don'chu worry. We got yer back, yo. We'll make sure shit don' hit the fan again.

[fourthmade]

[A shaky, staticky outline of a humanoid figure's head and shoulders appears on the console Beat's chosen to use as a surrogate Elias. There are no details, and the edges are jagged, like a television not tuned right. It's only there for a few moments before it's gone, replaced with a :) that takes up the entire screen

Words appear on the console just to the right.]

thank you beat
i trust you
youre a good friend

lots of my friends
arent good at tech stuff
thats okay
as long as they want
to stop the fog
and the people hurting other people in her name

[The console in front of Beat's expression changes to a pixelated ): for a moment, before changing back.]

and to play games sometimes
even if were fighting
theres still time
to have fun

come back soon

[And with that, the white light fades out of the consoles, and all the screens show ordinary start menus for various games.

When he looks back at the table, Beat will see that the headphones have vanished.]

closing off!

[soundsurfing]

There's always time to have fun, yo, never let yourself get too wrapped up in somethin' to not have fun.

[With a smile, he raises his hand to the come back soon and stands. The headphones being gone make him grin, pleased, and he throws a thumbs up into the wind. He'll leave the arcade but come back actually moments later to stick up a notice:]

Yo names Beat and I'm looking fer help wid somethin to help Elias out. Gave him my headphones and he said he could use them to make some secret talk thing for us so the Fog Lady cant hear but he needs some of us to come by and test it out. If you got any techy skills gimme a hit up at 018.07.154.55 and we can get together fer a brain session.

[And then he will spend quite a few hours in the arcade just chilling, playing games, and winning a sticky hand to go harass Josh gleefully with.]