Prayer Box

[fromthefog]

This is a place to send your prayers to the Fog god. She may not always respond, or she may respond in ways you don’t expect, but she is always listening.

Speak, she 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.

Comments

shortly after nightfall event

[peccatore]

Get out.

[He's kneeling in bed, a hand held up to his chest almost like he wants to dig in and rip his own heart out. There is no doubt in his mind that the Fog God can hear him.]

Your victories, they're-- shrinking. You have the Woods, but Elias - Elias, Elias - he, his territory... You can't touch it. People are upset, b-but I understand. Necessary sacrifices. You will never taint those places again.

[He clenches his hand over his chest. If only he could reach in--]

N-Now.

Now get out of me. Get out of my head. It's your voice, isn't it? It's always been you. Faking, pretending, trying to... to lead me astray. Isn't the hunger enough? Haven't you done enough to me? To us?

I-I'll feel human again, one day. Whatever it takes. I will purge you.

Re: shortly after nightfall event

[fromthefog]

The next time Marco goes for a swim--perhaps in the lake, or even when he goes to wash his face… a faint cackle will slowly fill the air. Laughter, bitter, mocking, it echoes in his head, colliding with the network matrix in there. Should he look around for a source, he’ll lock eyes with his reflection. Several, reflections. All wrong. Marco grins back at himself, eyes wide and feral, teeth long and jagged, flesh hanging from his lips as he laughs and laughs.

“Just try and try and TRY,” the fog rings out, her voice unmistakable. “Try until you drag the imposter to tHE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE!!”

A scream. The reflection, or the real Marco’s?

Either way, it passes, and all is normal once again.