01 Text - Cult Recruitment!

[selfgodded]

hello residents of hinotori.

i am here today to extend a helpful hand to you all. what a dead world you reside in. a miracle you survive for so long. demons prowl and yet humans still manage to survive in the face of adversary. how does such a weak creature gain such strength. they are wild and conflicting in their ways. their emotions are inscrutable. perhaps it is those things that are their strengths.

they are like cockroaches. i mean that nicely. the humans of my world lived in a world that was dead. this one still has some life.

some.

in any case i should get to the point.

please excuse my poor literacy. i do not know how to write human very well. i am trying however. the spellchecker function on this is very useful.

the point.

cries of assistance was given. i enjoy helping humans. i wish to be benevolent to you. however power lies in faith and faith can only give power. my followers are no more so their prayers cannot reach me regardless. therefore i extend a hand.

i will be blunt. residents of hinotori join my cult.

:)

i added an emote of a smile because smiling is said to make people more relaxed when asking them of things. so please. consider my proposal.

:) :) :) :)

Comments

Voice

[selfgodded]

Advertise? Party platform?

[Anant is genuinely befuddled, and it's clear in their tone]

I understand that humans are driven primarily by their self-interests, but I don't recall ever having to, um, 'sell myself' to them. I was free for them to use, and they were quite happy to have my assistance...

[Yeah. It's obvious. Anant is a very very very very naive and gullible god]

Voice

[misery_hates_company]

Oh my, how fabulous for you. Unfortunately, the rest of the world doesn't quite operate that way. You're an unknown property, I'm afraid. Nobody goes traipsing off into the unknown with someone without a really solid reason; that's a good way to lose something. Possibly physical.

You're truly telling me you didn't have other Gods clashing with you? My, what a sainted life we've led.

Voice

[selfgodded]

I was the sole God. The only one. No one else would look after them.

[Anant sounds pensive, almost thoughtful]

I see...this world is far more stable than my own, therefore desperation is not a driving force behind faith. I will have to appeal to other aspects of human nature to draw them in. Is that what you are saying?

Voice

[misery_hates_company]

You've got it! You have to offer them something a little nicer than what the faith they've got already -- or proudly lack, in some cases -- can offer! That's how you bring in the followers!

*Pfft. She doesn't think he has a chance.*

Voice

[selfgodded]

Hmm... you are very knowledgeable about these things. I must confess that humans baffle me, despite my observations. Would you be willing to help me?

[Yes, Anant is serious. I told you he is very naive.]

Voice

[misery_hates_company]

Absolutely... not. Ho ho ho. Sorry, I fly solo. I'm sure you'll find SOME goody-two shoes soul who will assist you though.

Voice

[selfgodded]

...

[There is a bit of a pause]

You think so?

[Misery's mocking just flew a billion feet over Anant's head]

Thank you! You are very kind! I will be certain to keep an eye out for someone with good shoes to assist me in my recruitment.