fourthmade: (proudly on display)
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.

soundsurfing: (This is a second coming)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2022-10-28 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
No!! Don' go blamin' Felfri on the Fog! Don' do that to me!!

[Reaching into his pocket, fumbling, he yanks his keycard out and slams it on the bed. He doesn't take his hand off of it though, his breathing heavy and ragged and wet from his crying. His fingers clench around it, clench into the bed.]

The chips! The surveillance! Shocking people if they don't play by yer ideal of peace! You took away their choice, yo... you took away their freedom. That's jus' as bad as the Fog! It's worse!! An' the peeps in the visors! THE PRIESTS!!

[He has to yell, his emotions raw. He picks the keycard up again and presses it to his forehead, eyes clenching shut.]

Be honest wid me... Please, Elias. You hurt me an' my friends much worse than the Fog ever had. I wasn't me in Felfri, around E an' L, whoever they is. You can't do this to us if you want us to be your friends. If you want us to trust you. I want to trust you but I dunno if I can anymore...
soundsurfing: (You're not the police)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2022-11-13 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[That hurts, so much. After all the work Beat put in for Elias. He's silent for a moment, clenching the keycard tight enough to dig lines into his hand. He takes a deep breath, holds, and releases it, then stands. Bottles his emotions.]

I gave you so much, yo. You really gotta ask that question? I jus' want freedom, brotha. Everyone do. The freedom to decide fer themselves how they lives go. Free will.

[A swipe down the door of his room to open it up to somewhere outside the Arcade. Home.]

Please, yo. Think 'bout this shit. We here fer you! We gotchyer back! Butchyu got to be honest wid us. 'Bout everythin', aight?

[But maybe Elias can feel the doubt in Beat's words, creeping at the edge.]

I gotta think some shit over, brotha. Be good, aight?

[And he will leave the Arcade.]