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.

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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[Elias' room is quiet save for the occasional hum and spark of electronics as Reira speaks, the body unmoving as always. However, a few cables near Reira begin to twitch, and a chord unfurls near her. It twists itself over the plate, knocking off a cookie, and then slowly drags the cookie back into the mass of cables, disappearing under the tangled mess.]

i dont think i can eat these
but thank you reira
even if i cant eat your cookies
they definitely made me happier : )

[The surrounding TVs flash a bright, warm light for a moment. Another smiley emote appears on one, surrounded by other 'dots' created by apostrophes and such. His attempt at a cookie emote, perhaps?]

it isnt fair
i kind of thought it would happen
people arent fair to us
they already forgot how bad it is
that shes the one who makes them kill people all the time
because they got used to it
so it only matters when i mess up
but dont worry
i wont give up
next time i'll try harder

i bet shes laughing
she calls me the imposter
but shes the one that wants you all to forget
she wants you all to stay trapped
she even made robots into monsters
to make fun of me
it makes me sick

[The TVs and wires crackle violently for a moment before settling. Another TV lights up, this one directly over Reira. The screen glows a light green, similiar to Reira's fur.]

you shouldnt give up either okay?
youre a good person and a good friend Reira
and some day
those monsters will regret not seeing it

[She watches, wordless, as the cookie is taken in. It is the warmth of the light that draws her attention to the screens however, the words half forming in her mind before she even sees them on the screen. The cookie emote appears-and despite her upset, a warm, bubbling laugh escapes, the sort that comes when one was in the middle of tears.

It really isn't fair. Her smile fades as she listens to the rest of his words, listens, reads...it feels like the same thing, like this, and it is somehow nice. They won't give up. They can't give up-she thinks of Sora, of the others, of....

As she looks up, nodding and wiping the starts of tears from her eyes, her thoughts disappear into the green of the glow. It is like her wool, the algae of the woods, and it makes her think of so many...better things, such nicer things.

She leans her head against the cables, but stops herself for just a moment. They're friends-she knows that. More than anything she knows that they're friends, but...]

....I...

...I heard people give you a name on the network once, a long time ago, [she quietly says. 'If you want to do something, don't hesitate', she remembers from her own world, and she clings to those words tightly as she continues on.] ...'Elias'.

...Is... ....is that really your name? [she asks-but she continues, staring at her marked hand a moment with thought.] ...I don't know the name that I was supposed to have. Reira is the name that 'mom' gave me-that niisama's mom gave me, when she took me for the Lancers. ...but I don't know what the old name was. ....even though I don't like her though...even though she makes me think of the Fog, niisama was the best person I ever knew, back then.

[Back then. For after all it has been so long, and by now, another, perhaps multiple others, have overtaken him.]

...it's the name I like being called most. ...is...

...Do you want to be called 'Elias'? [she asks quietly, looking back up at the screen.]

....What do you like being called most?

[The screen shifts slowly between other soft colours - pink, and blue, and back to Reira's green.]

thats right
my name is elias
thats the only name i had before i was like this

but you know
"fourth god" sounds kind of cool too
dont you think?
even if it should be "first"
;)

reira
whichever one you want to use
you can choose :)
both of them are mine

[It brings another bubbly laugh-even if it is, quite likely, for different reasons than what Elias feels they're for. She never viewed him as a 'God' in the sense that others seemed to feel-strong, powerful yes, but worship was not on her mind. To hear him talk about how he's known as the 'Fourth God', to joke about wanting to be the 'First', makes it feel as though he agrees. God is a title-one that only a scarce few can have, certainly.

But it is certainly less a name, and more a title.

'Elias, Fourth God', sounds nice.] Then...

...If I'm telling others about you, I'll say 'the Fourth God', [she decides.] ...Because then, when they become your friends, and they show they're your friends... ...then you can decide if they can know your name too. [Her mind is made up-and with a smile, she leans back against the cables.]

...thanks, Elias...

[She'll try not to stay too long-but she might end up dozing off if she's not careful. The lights have that sort of effect, and her fiber optics shine to match softly.]

...You're the best friend ever.

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