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[presgarddihellis]

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august 19

[ordimame]

[what time is it? time for good little beans to be in bed!! perhaps Smith has already managed to find his way into his own? hopefully he hasn't nodded off too much, because suddenly--]

The Blessed of the Spirit World and the Sefirah Castle. . .

[. . . and so on and so forth, until the prayer is completed. after which it is followed up by some meandering stream-of-consciousness]

Is this really working? Can he really hear me?? If so, I wonder how long it lasts. . . wait, can he hear all of my thoughts?? Shit, do I need to make sure not to think anything weird now?! HI SMITH IF YOU CAN HEAR THIS PLEASE IGNORE M--

[okay he's done]

Re: august 19

[presgarddihellis]

[..................







why is there always ONE that does this.]

[ordimame]

[sorry]

[so sorry]

[presgarddihellis]

[when you lay awake for two more hours because you're full-on expecting another prayer to happen and hyperalertness and such.

this bean is going to get SUCH A LOOK at breakfast in the morning.]

[ordimame]

[on the bright side!! he doesn't pray again!!!]






[on the downside, at breakfast the next morning, he aggressively avoids eye contact]

[presgarddihellis]

[approaching!

smiling!

leaning in just a bit!]

... just so you know. I was a sea god once. Lightning's fun to throw.

[listen, he doesn't have any powers here but he can still do a Bully. even with the WRONG FACE.]

1/2

[ordimame]

[. . . . . . .]

[ordimame]

[SHOVES A HAND INTO SMITH'S FACE]

There's no way you could smite me all the way from Katsumori.

[. . . . .]

[PROBABLY]

[presgarddihellis]

[he was already amused by that first face, so the hand in his face does crack him and get him laughing.]

I'd also need that scepter, and I've already let someone else have that title.

[amused amused]

[ordimame]

[oh thank god. he isn't relieved YOU'RE relieved]

So you really did hear me last night. . .

[SIGHS, HAND FALLING AWAY. . .]

Sorry. . . I couldn't sleep!

[presgarddihellis]

[when you DON'T say that you also used to have a habit of saying a certain Lord of Storms' name just to get Him to smite things for you... mostly because can't do that anymore, either.]

I noticed. I also couldn't sleep.

I don't mind the prayer so much as I mind the timing.

[HE NEEDS SLEEP WHEN SEQUENCE 5 LEVELS, HOW DARE.]

[ordimame]

[Smith being just as rude about prayers as bean is. . .]

Yeah. . . that was-- [. . .] You know what, I don't actually have an excuse.

[. . .]

How much of it did you hear?

[presgarddihellis]

[should he say?

well.

hums in consideration.]

You don't have to be so worried about what I hear. I'm very good at keeping secrets.

[in spite of CERTAIN CURSES.]

[ordimame]

[that]

[is so ominous what the FUCK]

. . . great. . . that's.

Comforting.

[presgarddihellis]

[welcome to the world of eldritch horror gods. even the good-intentioned ones are like this.

amused, still.]

You don't have to pray if you're that worried about it. It's only in specific incidents that I'm requiring it, anyway.

[YOU HAVE A CHOICE HERE, PUCK. YOU DO IT AT YOUR OWN RISK.]

[ordimame]

I know, I know. I was just-- [hrrrrgh sinks a little more into his seat] -- curious! I was just curious.

How much can you hear before it cuts out?

[presgarddihellis]

[buddy...

you're so lucky you're messing around with a god like The Fool and not someone else...

such is the case with many who pray to him, though.

a bit of mercy, then]

The connection's not as strong with the limitations of this place. Usually, I just hear whispers and can go to a different realm where I can watch and listen for as long as I have the spiritual energy to do so.

[which is a lot, he doesn't say.]

Here... I can't do that. The whispers are more audible and distinct, but I can't see anything and I don't know how long it lasts. It could be that you cut off because you threw yourself out of your praying because you got startled. How can I tell?

[ordimame]

[ah. . . so that's what happened? he got cut off? and linking it to him consciously ceasing the prayer. . . knowing that he can stop it at any time does help]

[relaxes a bit, sitting up straighter as he scoots his chair forward, openly curious now]

I dunno. I guess I thought you'd be able to tell? I'm not super religious, so I don't know how this praying thing works.

[presgarddihellis]

It might not be the same across all worlds, but it's generally how it works from what I know--

[... ah.




catching himself from almost saying a little too much about something. oh no you don't you fucking curse!

--changes gears.]

You have to keep in mind what I've been saying about being limited here. In some ways, no doubt, I'm very powerful. But a lot of it, I don't have access to. So I'm not omniscient. Or omnipotent.

[ordimame]

[. . . raises a brow]

Cursed knowledge?

[annoying. . . but! he moves on]

And that's not surprising. [wryly] Can't have you being more powerful than the ghosts haunting us, right?

[presgarddihellis]

Which is why they grabbed a marionette--

[HUFFS IN ANNOYANCE. YEAH, OKAY, CURSE. YOU CAN GET ME THERE SINCE I DODGED YOUR LAST ONE. BITCH.]

It's impossible for this to be my real body. Or extremely unlikely. But. A marionette... that would make sense.

Does that make a little more sense now that you understand how a Marionettist is like?

[asked curiously because he sure did not explain himself the last time he let this detail slip.]

[ordimame]

Wait, what?

[HE]

[SURE DID NOT!! sorry give Puck a moment to catch up. . . from what he remembers about Smith's marionettes, they're created from the bodies of those who have died, so???]

[IS SMITH RENTING OUT A CORPSE?? A. . . WORM CORPSE??]

[presgarddihellis]

[... hm.

maybe... probably should have kept that one under wraps longer.

holds up his hands, smiling. SEE? HE IS STILL FRIENDLY MISKATONIC SMITH EVEN IF HE'S AN ELDRITCH ABOMINATION!]

Try not to think about it too much?

[ordimame]

[NO NO. WE ARE NOT DROPPING THAT LORE THAT QUICKLY]

[he doesn't look upset, though. just confused!!]

When you say they grabbed a marionette, does that mean you're. . .

[gestures]

Currently using someone else's body?

[presgarddihellis]

[well. the man doesn't want to be coddled, he said]

... most of my marionettes were large beasts and monsters found lurking in the darkness of the Lands Forsaken By God. I can... adjust them to look human.

Only a few were human to start with. And those ones were... more or less monsters in their own right.

I don't know which it is, but... it is the body I am stuck with while here.

[reasons why he commented on it being fortunate he was allowed even ONE face]

Because of certain reasons, I do utilize marionettes to travel. Whatever brought us here must have grabbed one. Generally, my marionettes are only able to accomodate only up to certain Sequences... though Sequence 5 is a bit lower than usual.

[natural powercap, very convenient]

But it's easy to forget, sometimes... that this isn't my real body.