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.

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[Well. That sucked. That whole thing sucked. That was incredibly scary. Not the part where he was stuck in the horror movies, really...but watching a bunch of monsters cut the hell loose on a bunch of weird, slightly gross gremlin things.

Dib doesn't like it. He has his hydrokinesis, but there's not a lot else he can do to protect himself. So, he gathers up Foodio's CPU, removing it from its disastrous, sparking hull, and uses his keycard to go to the arcade.]

Uh...Elias? It's me. Dib!

....are you in here?

[The Arcade lights up, the hum of machines cascading into a cacophony of light and beeps from Dib's entrance down the corridors as far as he can see. Speakers crackle to life as the 8-bit music starts pumping, inviting Dib to come and play.]

hello dib

dont worry
im always here when you need me

come to take the edge off?

lets play

you dont have to hurt
or get hurt
when youre with me

Y'know, that sounds really nice, Elias. I think I just might.

[He doesn't head in further yet, though. Instead, Dib stands still, fidgets.]

The, uh. The other monsters. They're pretty scary, aren't they? It feels like every time I'm dropped in a crowd of them, they're killing and eating people. Or...gross gremlin things.

[Apparently to himself:] Ok. Ok. Get to the point, Dib!

[A breath.]

I heard you could give me extra powers if I traded you something. All I really have is FOODIO-3000's CPU, but he's a cooking robot made by my dad. He's really good. Solving-world-hunger good, actually.

[He holds out the bag with the little motherboard in it.]

I promise, all the DESTRUCTIO bugs have been removed. This is the updated version. The only thing to die for is his poached eggs! Ha ha ha...

...ha.

[Ha ha ha.

His dad sold him out to his sister's gamer torture world for those eggs. That hadn't been fun. The point is, FOODIO-3000's bug-free.]

Is that...good enough...?

[A crackle chirps merrily from unseen speakers, lancing out of the neon-shaded shadows. It's impossible to tell where the speakers could be, enveloping Dib from everywhere and nowhere and trickling straight into his cerebral cortex. Elias laughs, and there's real mirth behind it -- the laughter of an adolescent boy charmed by a new friend's supreme awkwardness.]

foodio is super neat

really rad

you know how many monsters we might feed
if we configure the motherboard properly?

play with the settings maybe
i heard the scientists at haftesal
want to find a way to mimic human flesh

you can bring it to them and suggest they use it to
help
their research

or i could take it first
tinker a little
see what i can do :)

[A robot arm emerges, beep-beep-booping from a slot in the wall. Pincers open and close, beckoning Dib to insert the FOODIO motherboard into the claws. Click clack. Click clack.]

what power do you want dib?
tell me about it
will you?

[Dib gasps.]

You...you really think we could do that? Create synthetic human flesh? Solve other-world-ly hunger?

[It hadn't even crossed his mind. Dib clutches the little circuit board like it's made of gold and diamonds. This -- this could be amazing. This could solve so many problems.

(This could be what triggers the end of the eleven-to-twentytwo-minute-episode and sends him home.)

Dib ambles forward, handing the bit of metal and plastic over to the claws.]

Go on, Elias, take a look! If you think there's something there that Haftesal can use, I'll bring it over to them right away! After all, it's my dad's programming...he could do anything.

[If Professor Membrane were here, Dib thinks, he'd probably already have them home by now.

But, since Dib's not Professor Membrane...]

As for me, I'd like to be able to make robots of my own. You know, just for little things, like cleaning up spilled chemicals, or holding off another monster that's trying to get to me. Is that something I could do with one of your powers?

[The claws snap shut around the motherboard, cinching it securely between two metal prongs, and, schlorp! The entire contraption zips back into the wall, a tiny door slamming shut in its wake.]

why dont i do you one a little better than that?

you can make some bots of your own
small ones
to help you out with your chores
give you a hand
protect you

and ill lend you the parts
right here in the arcade
take whatever you need

that way
i can always be with you
in a manner of speaking

because we re friends

[Smiley faces light up on the nearest screen, the mouths opening into broad D shapes to mimic laughter. When Dib approaches the machine and presses the start button -- which he will, because the machine is most certainly beckoning him closer with flashing pink and yellow lights -- he'll feel an electric jolt surge up his arms, down his spinal column, and warm the insides of his skull. Power. Knowledge. Elias's promise to place pieces of himself within Dib's little bots.

All good things! Right?]

i dont know if we can find a permanent fix for hunger
but we can try
we can work for it

theres got to be a bug in the fogs program
and we can exploit it with foodio
together

this can be our secret project :)
all you have to do is make robots
and let me play with these configurations for a little while
youll get it back later for the next steps

good luck dib
happy building :)

[The arcade machine blips gold, then fades to its usual PRESS START TO PLAY boot-up screen. It's still warm, Elias's presence diverted to the background of his domain.

There's lots of work to do.]

Oh, wow. I can feel the energy going up my arms, into my brain, altering my mind...!

This isn't suspicious or likely to backfire on me at all!

[Strangely, this seems completely sincere.]

All right, Elias! You got it! You and me, partners in getting monsters to feed without murder! I'll work on the robots, and you'll work on the programming, and together, we're -- we're gonna make history!

[At least in Ryslig. Until Dib finds a way home. He's just got to solve this place's problems (and have it go terribly wrong) and then before he knows it, he and Zim will be right back home. He's got mad robot-building skillz now, though he wouldn't be caught dead saying it that way unless he was really stupidly manic, so he should be able to protect himself from attacking monsters!

(He's going to die twice in the next month.)

Hooray!]

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