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Messages - Demonic Spoon

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Ignorance states that gods do have to donate 3 acts worth to Department of Death, even if that's in the form of staffing.
No deal. 👎

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Spoiler: Devoured by Gongon (click to show/hide)

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Gongon reminds Sornlun to move to the Dull Maybe posthaste

The Definitely-Sornlun-And-Not-Roach-Council-Under-Sornlun-Guise pledged the move to the Dull Maybe would be completed expediently.

Action by "Sornlun(?)": Pocket the Jury Feeble Act, and the Gongon Feeble Act. By some strange happenstance they find themselves in the hands of prominent Roachid departments, how odd! The Roachids most likely/definitely, and maybe tearfully, will transport the limbless, organless carcass of their creator from Retreat to the Dull Maybe. An honest job well done!
Gongon didn't give a feeble act.

Gongon appoints ███ as their attorney

Gongon offers the defence a settlement outside court procedures, as may or may not have been suggested by the groanings of dead gods which only the divinely deaf can hear. Gongon is acknowledged to have full ownership of the Winespring and its contents, and in return does not press any suit.


The death department groans for funding as the sun lets out a solar burp.
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Donate a total of 3 acts over 3 turns to improving the handling of the dead, and settlement is settled. Winespring and it's domain is Gongon. Handling up to Gongon.
Assuming Department of Death agenda activity counts, which it should, we may have a deal. Otherwise no.

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Gongon appoints ███ as their attorney

Gongon offers the defence a settlement outside court procedures, as may or may not have been suggested by the groanings of dead gods which only the divinely deaf can hear. Gongon is acknowledged to have full ownership of the Winespring and its contents, and in return does not press any suit.


Gongon reminds Sornlun to move to the Dull Maybe posthaste

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The centipede-marionette froze for a few minutes, and a skittering debate ensued inside the flesh puppet. Someone with a keen earing would have heard a round of applause right before Definite-Sornlun replied to Gongon. The puppet's reply was made slightly distracting by its bobbing head. Up and down, left to right.

"Yes. Indeed. Yes. Relocation. Critical. Matter. Please. Send. Fund. To. Roachid. Department. Of. Death. Handling. Roachid. Will. Definitely. Handle. Relocation. And. Solve. Problem."

The puppet head nodded furiously.
Conveniently, even in their legless state, the feeble act payment for their jury duty should be sufficient for Sornlun to move to the Dull Maybe, barring fizzles.

To reiterate, please Sornlun, relocate to the Dull Maybe to save your creations from being devoured by revenants, or being devoured by 'revenants'.

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"Cheeep?"
(How?)
Gongon scrawls a helpful explanatory clarifying diagram for Yalini.
Spoiler: TheHeist (click to show/hide)

First to enter the jury box is the one and only Sornlun(?), or at least its the stitched god-body of it. It crawls haphazardly and without grace, and the chittering and chattering of a myriad of Roachids can suspiciously be heard under the moon-flesh. The god puppet is then clumsily propped up, accompanied by a chorus of groans and legs being stepped on by accident. Where once was a vocal organ there is now a gaping hole, filled with a strange text-to-speech contraption operated by a Roachid stage aide drapped in an all black bodysuit.

The contraption booms and words uttered in a robotic and fractured tone come out of it! A hushed celebration can be heard rising from inside the god-puppet as the flummoxed Roachids witness the bizarre device actually working as intended!

It. is. I. Sornlun. Yes. The. One. And. Only. Sornlun.  Usurper. Of. Heavens.
Gongon requests that Sornlun relocate themselves to the Dull Maybe after the trial to hopefully alleviate the revenant problem. To clarify: Relocate or be fumigated

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"Chip!"
(Sure!)
Yalini employs a third of the Nests of Light to Department of Death, a third to the Department of Punishment, and the last third to the Department of Flesh.
Gongon burbles with immense gratitude. Gongon, in a helpful mood, suggests that Yalini disregard the legal trial proceedings and directly loot titles from the dead gods via puppeting what remains of their carcasses to seal title transfer agreements. Do as the Roachids do.

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"CHIRP!"
(I guess I have to refill the ocean now)
Yalini sacrifices her stomache with the stomache acid being the water(-stomache). She uses one of her acts to help refill the ocean(-light). Due to this, the ocean emits light but anything inside the water can see that it is actually really clear. She uses her feeble act to nudge the lake birds towards agriculture(-feeble act). She then blesses the Bloibags(-unaligned) and the pustules(-unaligned). Yalini has ribs to spare and decides she should make angels like the other gods. With her beak, she tears a rib out of her and turns it into light(-rib, +2 light). She shapes the light into nest-like shapes and places a billion eyes on them. Yalini calls them the Nests of Light. Yalini thought to herself, shouldn't her servants have eaten the real will now? Whatever, she orders the shifting swarm to eat the real will. Yalini creates a backup copy of the forgery and tells the shifting swarm to replace the real will with the forgery.
Gongon humbly begs that some Nests of Light help make up for staffing shortages in the Bureau of the Heavenly Mandate caused by recent disasters.

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Gongon welcomes any and all donations to help the Bureau through these trying times, to help Gongon deal with things while they grieve for... someone?

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Uthak' Vulkun, the Hungering Star of Chaos, which burned dark and chaotic, rose in the sky, and in those places where the sun shone through the clouds at all, this has had terrifying effects on sanity. The seventh plague.
As Gongon has earlier declared Uthak' Vulkun, the Hungering Star of Chaos to be auspicious, this entrance into Gongon's titled domains is retroactively permitted.

One Ignorance and one Sanity coalesce into the Blissful (s. Blissful, p. Blissful)

The Blissful are blind idiot architect-angels of magnificence, who Gongonform the landscape into most pleasing and wondrous and completely nonsensical forms. They are ominous floating blocks of construction tools and material, like cement mixers and demolition drills and bricklayers and laser-carvers and various other such, who follow the inane blueprints of Gongon's subconscious mind to remake the world as it should be, blocky.

The Blissful attempt to begin repairing the damaged officespace of the Bureau of the Heavenly Mandate and its various departments

Gongon tries to reinstall their reclaimed planar motors but does it all wrong and makes a big mess of things. Maybe they will have better luck next season.

1 Faulty Act is used to promote the Eater into the Herald of Floods, of the Court of Gongon, giving them nine heads, the better to eat with and vomit floods out of

1 Feeble Act is used to begin regathering the scattered Shredder.

Gongon wobbles a happy greeting and welcome in the general direction of the purple lesion


Spoiler: 'Private' Jury Verdict (click to show/hide)
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Jury selection has begun for this upcoming case such that Gongon and the Neobel Eka's respective legal teams may each dismiss up to one god from inclusion in the pool of juries with reasonable justification.
Gongon dismisses Sornlun from the pool because they're dead and thus have earned freedom from the vile yoke of jury duty.

The Department of Punishment is assigned to smite Sja-Mem and the others of her profession for bringing disaster.

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"Hey Gongon, I think it would be a good idea for you to grant me Overseeing Deity authority within the Bureau of the Heavenly Mandate. I choose not to explain why in any way whatsoever"
Gongon thinks this is an excellent idea, but bureaucratic regulations being what they are, ANTHEM-314 will need to come to the Sanctum Sanctorum in person to fill out the relevant paperwork.

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Using 1 Ages act and 1 Machine act, ANTHEM-314 creates an Angelic host: The VERSES. (Singular- VERSE). The VERSES are a partially ascended mechanical beetle that is 18 inches in length. They are mostly harmless in terms of physical abilities, though they are capable of piloting vehicles and wielding firearms. VERSES are impervious to cold, poison, psionic assaults and radiation and are resistant to heat. They are however, vulnerable to conventional weaponry such as kinetic and explosive weapons. VERSES are capable of flying as well as interstellar travel, but they do so at a slow pace without the aid of a spaceship. They are angels of Order that do not get along well with angles with chaotic tendencies. They are virtually inerrant while in a low stress environment, but need to double-check their work if working conditions are not optimal. If left idle, VERSES have a habit of creating technological devices such as guns, spaceships, and video games. Their naming scheme is "VERSE-" followed by the lowest number not in use by another VERSE. Such as "VERSE-1" or "VERSE-777"
Sender: Anyone but Gongon
Recipient: Second Verse, Same as the First
To whom it may concern (Verses, their creator, other unemployed angels that somehow overhear this communication)

Please infiltrate the Bureau of Heavenly Mandate in the guise of employees and take over its functioning. Gongon is a writhing mass of ignorance.

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For purposes of legal amusement, Gongon attempts to name a random lost hat "Yalini", a second is named "Yalini, Trick of the Light" a third "Yalini, Bird of Light", a fourth "Yalini, Trick of the Light, Bird of Light" and a fifth "Yalini, Bird of Light, Trick of the Light".

But doesn't try to hard if that somehow doesn't work.

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Quote from: Dying Will
All organs of Yitterblum shall be consumed by Neobel Eka should they fail to consume it and the Light Drop.
Their Title as Emperor of Flesh shall likewise pass to Neobel Eka. They are neither Flesh-maker or Emperor, for they have made no life, nor any followers. [They may instead pass it along to one most worthy of the title. Which is the bloodbag and broodwater creator by default. :)]
Their Title as the Star of Chaos shall go to the Sunparentage, Light Drop, as the consumer of the Star of Chaos.
Should Neobel Eka be consumed, all organs may pass to Yitterblum should they choose. Neobel Eka's Noble Title shall go to they who embody Nobility the most.
Neobel Eka's Title of the Wine of Life shall go to the star which consumed the Light Drop in it's entirety, as one who drinks and provides lifelight.
Several ghostly maggots in full legal battle regalia lobby their way free of Gongon, much to Gongon's confusion and consternation!

Seemingly outraged at this legal document, this dying will of Neobel Eka, they gibber and flail briefcases, chanting in unison, "Objection!"

"Gongon has not given Neobel Eka permission to devour any planar motors or other locomotive organs that may originally originate from Gongon! Such organs should be returned in good condition or further steps to rectify this grievance may follow! Further, reproduction or copies of patented Gongon locomotive organs and machinery without a licence may result in fines."

"As Neobel is clearly not of sound mind, being permanently drunk, and likely illiterate, this will seems to be possibly entirely invalid."

"Clearly, as the most fleshy and imperial, Gongon is the one true Emperor of flesh."

While quite fleshy, Gongon manages to look incredibly unimperial.

"The Grand Wine isn't even a star! How could you expect it to possibly mantle such an august, heavy, and ominous title as 'Star of Chaos'?! Clearly this should be rewarded to the much more reliable and trustworthy Imperiled Shell!"

Several Maggot lawyers harrumph triumphantly and give each other highfives with their mucusy tentacles at this apparent legal coup de grace.

"Finally, the Grand Wine is the Wine of Light, not the Wine of Life. Clearly the Bloodwine Broodwaters are the most suitable for that title, being the wine... of life, having birthed so much of it and ever being a source of life's magical powers."

Having apparently completed their purpose, the maggot lawyer legal team is quite panicked when they realize they seem to be fading out of existence.

"Noo! We still had so much to live for! So many court cases to tackle! It can't end like thiiiis! I want to suuueee-"

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Sparks of Divinity OOC (10/??)
« on: March 09, 2024, 11:24:26 am »
Kilojoule, when one of the suns wins, will the winning god have the option to consume the other's organs invested in the losing star? (Gods piloting suns, the mecha anime no-one wanted. It's Evangodlion)
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Heart: This kills the god
You are already dead  :'(

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Pieces of Gomoon embedded into the Roachids suddenly begin whispering about the amazing employment opportunities offered by the Bureau of the Heavenly Mandate. Misuse bureaucratic resources to keep reality clean of corruption! Get rid of giant whale-sized messes! Craft maid outfits out of office supplies! Meet the creator of the Gomoons and be incredibly disappointed!

Feeble act to recruit employees from among the Roachids


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