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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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August 28th, 2018

[peaceamongworlds]

[So apparently the gods here are real and if you talk to electronics, the Fourth God is always listening. With that in mind, Rick wanders into an electronics store in Bavan one afternoon and spends a moment adjusting the dials on a transistor radio before he starts to talk at it.]

Hey, what's---what's up, is this the Fourth God? Am I talking to the Fourth God?

[He leans in and taps the speaker with a claw.]

Is this---Am I just taking a huge piss right---riiiiight into the wind here or do you actually keep tabs on your followers?

[He pauses for a moment and gives the speaker another tap.]

Y---you ever hear from Clarence? Is he still around?

Re: August 28th, 2018

[fourthmade]

[After Rick taps on the speaker a second time, there’s a soft, static hiss that begins at his radio and then travels out to the other electronics in the store like an ocean wave.

Once the wave ebbs, a boy’s voice emerges from the radio closest to Rick.]

hello rick
he’s not here anymore
he used to talk to me all the time
but then he stopped

[The dial on the radio turns by itself, whining quietly as it shifts between frequencies.]

i’m sorry
he was my friend, too

[peaceamongworlds]

[Wow.. Alright, he didn't really know what he expected here but it wasn't this. He pulls back a little, raisi g sn eyebrow as he watches the dial adjust itself.

He slumps over a little as he listens, and allows himself a quick, despondent sniff before gritting his teeth and lurching back in to grab the radio with both hands and snarl at it.]

How the fuck did you know my name, you elusive little shit? Did you---Are you back in my head?

[fourthmade]

[The dial settles where it is.]

no
I like to keep track of the people the fog brings to this place
because you never asked for this
like how I never asked for
this

[The dial begins to whirr again, as if to demonstrate. Then it goes still.]

I want out as much as you do
rick