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[Cheesecake]

((Didn't you use the Major Act to create an avatar?))

[Playergamer]

((Right. Edited.))

[Cheesecake]

((You can use a normal act to modify some birds, though.))

[Harbingerjm]

((You can kinda speak to your followers if you're close enough, or you can ask X'os or Tern to relay messages for you, like what Integra did with Tern. Yes, the old get magic. They made it. The New Gods did not have magic in their old universe before they were banished.))

((Yes. Banished. That is what happened. Any allegations that an unspecified god is here because their old universe had a traffic accident involving an attempt to make a spaceship go infinitely fast and it ending up colliding with itself infinite times over are blatant lies. Probably scurrilous Old God propaganda. How would they know what happened in a theoretically exploded universe, anyway? They wouldn't, that's how!))

[Cheesecake]

((Well, I don't know. Make your own backstory as to why you're here, if you want.))

[~Neri]

((Nilva just sorta.. Showed up one day. Not there one day, there the next. That's how all the Confusing!Gods show up. Tis tradition.))

In light of the recent deaths, our corporation will be building a self sustaining spaceship about the size of the average large moon in orbit around the planet, any who volunteer to construct the station will be granted a personal room aboard, free food, and a large number of complementary goods and services, for those who would rather not volunteer, we are hiring at an above average rate for any and all workers. For those who do not wish to go into space, we are hiring and accepting volunteers and workers for the construction of exterminator robots, these robots will be tasked with removing the last remnants of the Stagnant Race from our beloved planet. Rather then put people in harms way we decided to make robots and have the robots deal with it! It is still requested that anything out of place be recorded and uploaded.
Cult action: Begin construction on a spaceshipstationmegamallresidentialplace in space.
Cult action: Build Robots, lots and lots of robots, have the robots remove the Stagnant Race and any other old god worshipers discovered.

Action: Choose a suitable champion, see if they want it, then make them the champion, if they don't want it, find another suitable one and just repeat the process till I find one. Hai! Whacha up to? You bored? I have an idea for what to do about that, wanna hear it?

[GiglameshDespair]

I will protect my children i must for it was i who condemned them all those years ago. Inak tries to contact his brother X'os.

((I say try because well i assumed that Inak was not the best at psychic abilities out of all his brothers and sisters. Inak will consider the other old gods his brothers.))

"Inak, Inak. What a pleasure to hear your genocidal thoughts again. You've been locked in a cage, just like I have, I have. How wretched. Hear this, you New Ones? We wake, we wake, and we talk. I remember your children. Killed a lot of mine, they did, and all those minds went to waste. Meat spoiling in sunlight. No thoughts, no mind, a starving X'os. What was it you were wanting, 'brother'?"

[Prophet]

I need your help brother I know now that my children have become active that they will be hunted down and I do not have the power to contact them all I wish to send them a message. I want them to gather at my prison so that I may bring them to a safe place do this for me brother and I will repay the favor when it is called a upon.

[GiglameshDespair]

Something like this requires thought, brother, brother. A favour is vague.

[Prophet]

Ask of me anything as long as it is reasonable.

[GiglameshDespair]

The mind-shard flickered back and forth between the sentients on Intos.
Priests. It sang. This world does not cry out to me to drink it's minds. Some dissent the beauty of my hunger. I am displeased, displeased!

Make this world mine completely. Have dissenters disappear one by one, and feed me their minds. Teach children that it is my benevolence that gives them peace to grow up and food to eat. Have sermons in my name. Feed me criminals and the unwanted, and in doing so feed me power! Make this world march to my songs. Build me a grand temple to hold mass, ritual sacrifices of minds.

Send out emissaries, some under a banner of peace, and others under a veil of secrecy. Have them tell of Old X'os, he of knowledge, who shelters the thoughts of the dead within him so they would not be lost. Not a cruel god, no. Make them worship. Lure them in, sink them slowly in the truth so when they realise they are drowning they like the feeling.
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Cult action for this turn.

((Basically go full cult of personality. Everything revolves around X'os. ))

I still only have one action, right?

[GiglameshDespair]

This dead already?

[~Neri]

I think so.

[Lyeos]

I think Cheesecake has just been too busy to update any of his games lately, you two. Pretty sure he mentioned that, or something along those lines, in one of his other ones.