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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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[fourthmade]

[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.]

[bigheaded]

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!]