{video| un: GIVETHANKSTOTHEWORM; shared post (accidentally) with The One Who Waits | CW: Violence}

[worshipmytruename]

[The feed starts out shaky as if the user is unfamiliar with the device, mostly just blurry green until the feed finally settles on the back of what looks like a talking horned bush.]

Bear witness to my image, so you can memorize it when you make idols in cowering adoration.

[There’s another adjustment to the feed as it shifts to a more unflattering worm’s eye view of Leshy, standing in bloodied and torn robes.]

You see before you the last of the gods of the Old Faith. All other gods lie conquered, helpless before He of Havoc.

[His foot bumps the feed by accident.]

Spare yourselves the same fate and fall to your knees, give praise and sacrifice to the Worm!

Me.

[The camera shifting after that bump of the foot reveals Leshy is not alone. Three sharp points of red appear in the darkness. They stare intently at Leshy and vanish into the dark again, circling the green worm from behind. Slowly the creature appears in the frame as it grows closer, the light shining on sharp teeth in a Cheshire grin, black ichor oozing between the gaps and down the black furred chin.

Leshy feels around for his camera, giving a proper view of his toothy face--only for it to go above his head. Whatever's happening behind him, it hasn't reached his attention yet.]

I await my temple raised in awe of my savagery! I smelled what you putrid cretins did for Narinder's temple...I want double the candles. Lit through skulls.

[He's too high off his victory, mentally running laps to consider his surroundings at the moment.

The creature in the back is easier to see now. It moves out of the shadows and toward the bush. That is infact Narinder. Though his eyes are black, save his glowing red pupils. Ichor runs down from all three of his eyes like black tears. His approach is slow and careful. Like a cat on the hunt. It isn't until he's right being Leshy that he makes a sound. A deep gutteral version of the cat's voice speaks.]


L̴͆̔̈́͝e̴̒͌̍̎s̵͗̈́̓̅ḣ̴̉̌̇y̴̾̂̔̎

[The feed blurs by, showing Leshy and the form of his brother right behind him. The worm's neck jerks, his body language visibly rattled by the voice. He stands motionless.]

It's-it's not fair...you're supposed to be dead....


[A wet dark laugh escapes the sharp drooling maw. His head tilts ever so slightly as his grin widens. His brother cannot see it but his glowing red aren't looking at him. He's looking at the camera now.]


I̶̊̓̽̊ ̷͋̐͆̿a̴͛̇̏͘m̵̒̀͗̕ ̶͂̓́̒D̸̃̔̍͝EA͜T̸̓̃͛͑H̸͂͌͘̕

[Narinder lunges at Leshy, knocking the phone to the floor once more, the shadow silhouettes of their wrestling forms can be seen only before the video cuts out completely]

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the scruffening;

[inevitablerest]

[If there is one thing Thanatos will not abide in this ridiculous place, it's a phrase like 'I am Death' being thrown about before what appears to be a tavern scuffle breaks out.

In public.

Embarrassing.

Wherever Narinder and Leshy are, they suddenly have company. That company is an irritated-looking, seven feet tall Greek god who wastes absolutely no time in scruffing both of the offending individuals and lifting them off the ground, separating them from one another.]

... Enough.

Re: the scruffening;

[the_one_who_waits]

[Narinder hisses as he is lifted up by the scruff of his clothing and neck. His black and red eyes focus on the tall god who is suddenly there. His claws come out as he tries to swipe at Thanatos and then at his arm, chomping at him as he attempts to sink teeth into flesh.]


R̴̡͕͓͍͂̆͒́̆E̸̜̬͓̘̫͊̅̓̌L̴͚̩̼̩̭͕̪̩̰̦̹͈͕̟͑Ẹ̶͖͖͈̝̖̼̹͙̥͋̒́̈́ͅẠ̷̡̧̠̗͈̮̟͖̜̥̜͛̽̔̋̊́̄̽S̸̝̖̹̃͋E̵͉̣̩̺͔͔̦̠̋́̀̊͋̓̐͆̅̊͋̒̕͜͠͝ ̸͇͕̲̤̘̪͚̪̩͖̣͚̗̿̉̿̍M̴̛̰͎̖̣̱͙̦̖͐̽̍̾͛Ę̵̠̖̣̮͇͌̈́̃̃͐̾͂͑̈́͋͆̕͝͝!̸̡̧͕̪͇̥̤̻͚̦̦͗̍̎̏͒́͜ ̶̢̰̻͍͎̩̈́͆̄́̀͆͒̐̆̑͊͝
̶̧̛͎͕̫̦̿͗̓̽͛͋̈̈́̈́́͐ͅ
̷͉̦̝̲̿ͅ
̸̧̛̮̘̤̺̣̠͈̻̅̓͑́̊̓̑̆̊͠ͅ
̴̡̗̽͋̿̀̃͆͗̕D̴̡̛̫͓̯̣͚̙͖̦͉̯̲͋͋̈́̀͌͆̈́̂͠I̸̠̾̌̾̾̕͠É̷̠̳͍͔̩̰̜̰̠̙͖̲̣̺͚̔̍̓̎͂͆̄͒́̉̆͘̕͠!̵̨̢̛͇̗̜̈́̎͋̅͌̑͊͠

[inevitablerest]

[The venom dripping from Narinder's voice does absolutely nothing to sway Thanatos. Nor do the claws and teeth in his arm, which quickly draw forth a thick, golden ichor that runs over his ashen skin in heavy droplets.

He gives Narinder a shake.

Don't drink that, it's poisonous.]

You would invoke Death and then complain when it comes?

[the_one_who_waits]

ł ₳₥ ĐɆ₳₮Ⱨ. ₩ⱧØ ₳ⱤɆ ɎØɄ?!

[All three of those black and red eyes focus on the dripping ichor. At least until he's is shaken and goes a little limp. RUDE!]

Re: the scruffening;

[worshipmytruename]

[Leshy cuts a more undignified figure, hanging off the ground as he kicks the air baring his teeth at Narinder.]

You meddle in things beyond your puny mind! Handling me is the gateway to your agony.

[inevitablerest]

[Sigh.]

I anticipate no respect for a god in this ridiculous place, but do not think for one moment that you have any capacity to threaten me.

un:happyaround

[roundandaround]

Eh?! Is this some kinda missionary thing? Are you okay? Don't actually hurt each other!

un: GIVETHANKSTOTHEWORM

[worshipmytruename]

[Leshy's currently struggling in a scrap right now but he hears a familiar voice.]

WARRIOR! Send your devotion I need your strength!

[roundandaround]

Eh? Like going "do your best" with a flashlight? Where are you guys?

video; un: sleep

[verytired]

Hi Death, I'm Sleep.

[ He is very obviously making fun of you. ]

And if people take care of your temples, what do you offer in return, huh? That's how it works.

un; The One Who Waits

[the_one_who_waits]

ɎØɄ ₥Ø₵₭ ₥Ɇ

ⱧØ₩ ĐØɆ₴ ₴ⱠɆɆ₱ ₮₳₴₮Ɇ?
̵
₮ⱧɆ Ⱡ₳₥฿ Ø₣₣ɆⱤ₴ ₥Ʉ₵Ⱨ
̶
Đ₳₥₦ɆĐ Ⱡ₳₥฿

[verytired]

I do.

I've never tasted sleep, but I have to assume that eating me personally is not a good idea, though.

un; GIVETHANKSTOTHEWORM

[worshipmytruename]

Simple. You have less a chance of suffering and I can make you into a beast like me. Or a flower with your screaming face if you're an irritant.

[He's bluffing. He's not up to his former glory if the last video wasn't obvious.

[verytired]

That doesn't sound like a particularly good deal.

video; un: aurora

[divineliar]

I give it A for effort.

video; un: GIVETHANKSTOTHEWORM

[worshipmytruename]

[Leshy tries to intimidate through a growl that only comes out as something like a snarling poodle. His video did not go Well. At all.]

I don't want letters. I want followers!!!

[divineliar]

[Who's a bad doggo? You are, yes you are-]

This isn't the way to gain them.

un: abnormalitylover, video

[abnormalizes]

Nice speech, but I'd work a little more on your awareness of your surroundings.

un: GIVETHANKSTOTHEWORM

[worshipmytruename]

[As if Narinder's ordeal wasn't humiliating enough.]

I only have five puny mortal senses.

Re: un: GIVETHANKSTOTHEWORM

[abnormalizes]

Five should be enough? Although I guess if you're used to more then it'd feel limiting.

Text; UN: russell

[guilt_trip]

[Oh. Russell recognized that cat. Kind of? The whole look is definitely way more unsettling than he remembers. It feels a bit like something out of the Dream, near the end. Unpleasant. The other creature feels like it could’ve come out of the Dream too.

He listens to the speech, watches the fight unfold, and then types a simple word of advice for any frazzled fratricide attempters in the audience:]

Death doesn’t mean much around here. Not for those of us brought to this world.

video un; GIVETHANKSTOTHEWORM

[worshipmytruename]

[Leshy fumbles—both with Narinder’s undead chicanery and the annoying buzzing he hears from the phone. Only after hitting the phone a dozen times does he manage to get it to text to speech. He scoffs at the so-called advice.]

I was told about your realm’s petty rules. If I go to the trouble of getting rid of him, he should stay dead for a DAY…at least!

Audio; un: russell

[guilt_trip]

[Russell pauses, then switches to a voice feed. He doesn’t especially like talking, but seeing Leshy struggling with the phone and with Narinder both was a little hard to watch. This should be easier on him.

He’s silent at first, as if gauging whether this was a good idea or not. When he speaks, his voice is quiet and very flat.]

Usually it takes a few days. Guess you’re unlucky.

……Why did you want to get rid of him?

Voice for Narinder - UN: The One Who Waits

[the_one_who_waits]

ĐɆ₳₮Ⱨ Ⱨ₳₴ ₥Ɇ₳₦ł₦₲ ₳Ⱡ₩₳Ɏ₴. ₱ɆⱤ₥₳₦Ɇ₦₮ ØⱤ ₦Ø₮.

Audio; UN: russell

[guilt_trip]

[Considering Russell had already changed to a voice feed for Leshy, he keeps it up for Narinder.]

I know.

[He knows that so well.]

I was just saying it isn’t the same here. You can’t count on it as a solution. [Not like anyone here has wanted to die or anything! Haha that’d be crazy, right? Hahaha ha ha] … … He seemed surprised, so I thought maybe he hadn’t heard.