hey have some of the successor gods from UWi
who doesn't worship bergamot, to be fair
food's great
who doesn't worship bergamot, to be fair
food's great
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Successor Gods were specifically created to give people something to worship and build rituals and culture around.
Specifically,
Sacrifice to Pillow can help you with insomnia
Sacrifice to Straits can encourage her to not flip your boat over and kill you
Solid provides a party week that's basically christmas that lasts 7 days, but instead of being rampant commercialism it's about smashing things and partying a lot
Drizzle keeps rain schedules regular in places where she's popular so you always know when to take an umbrella
Encore directly funds and promotes talented, unknown artists and grants inspiration to those learning it
Bergamot's share is taken out of every meal in every reputable restaurant in the world, and her powers allow faithful chefs to create really good food
Specifically,
Sacrifice to Pillow can help you with insomnia
Sacrifice to Straits can encourage her to not flip your boat over and kill you
Solid provides a party week that's basically christmas that lasts 7 days, but instead of being rampant commercialism it's about smashing things and partying a lot
Drizzle keeps rain schedules regular in places where she's popular so you always know when to take an umbrella
Encore directly funds and promotes talented, unknown artists and grants inspiration to those learning it
Bergamot's share is taken out of every meal in every reputable restaurant in the world, and her powers allow faithful chefs to create really good food
all the gods have vaguely descriptive noun names, but they aren't literal descriptors of what they are, that's the title part that comes afterwards
pillow is still a god and can produce so much passive pressure to kill you through sheer proximity, consider. it is not a safe bed
pillow is still a god and can produce so much passive pressure to kill you through sheer proximity, consider. it is not a safe bed
No, Straits is a sea god, and she is, therefore, a giant bitch, who will knock over your ship for no good reason other than that she felt like it.
Unless you're a waterface, a member of the race she created, and therefore her favorite and have no problem ever on the waters.
Please enjoy a typical sailor's prayer to Straits.
"Oh Straits, you absolute, colossal bitch," she intones to the ocean. She raises the goatling out from the basket. "You are a complete sadistic piece of garbage. I can't imagine where Figments fucked up when she made you. You are literally the worst." She speaks the words from the bible.
"You only love pain, because you're a terrible person. What's wrong with you?" Her rough voice is especially enthusiastic. A prayer works best if you believe in it. She rams her claws into the goat's stomach. There is a terrible screaming. Blood rains down the side of the boat and into the ocean. "Look at how shitty a time this goat is having. Look at it suffer for you. Keep its pain in mind when you see us upon your oceans."
She pulls some of the entrails out along with her hand. The goat's legs kick in spasmic, helpless jerks. "Let this sate your bloodlust, you disgusting freak." She tosses the goat, still half-alive, into the dark purple waters. You can see it float for just a moment--and then it is sucked down into the ocean like a mouth had opened up and swallowed it. The goat is gone. The blood is gone. The waters are still.
Unless you're a waterface, a member of the race she created, and therefore her favorite and have no problem ever on the waters.
Please enjoy a typical sailor's prayer to Straits.
"Oh Straits, you absolute, colossal bitch," she intones to the ocean. She raises the goatling out from the basket. "You are a complete sadistic piece of garbage. I can't imagine where Figments fucked up when she made you. You are literally the worst." She speaks the words from the bible.
"You only love pain, because you're a terrible person. What's wrong with you?" Her rough voice is especially enthusiastic. A prayer works best if you believe in it. She rams her claws into the goat's stomach. There is a terrible screaming. Blood rains down the side of the boat and into the ocean. "Look at how shitty a time this goat is having. Look at it suffer for you. Keep its pain in mind when you see us upon your oceans."
She pulls some of the entrails out along with her hand. The goat's legs kick in spasmic, helpless jerks. "Let this sate your bloodlust, you disgusting freak." She tosses the goat, still half-alive, into the dark purple waters. You can see it float for just a moment--and then it is sucked down into the ocean like a mouth had opened up and swallowed it. The goat is gone. The blood is gone. The waters are still.
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