met gala, satire, outfits, celebrity photo, photoshop
Goddess fiction, religion, long, meandering
She sat tiredly wrapped in a cloak woven from the concept of comfort, cup of ambrosia in one hand lazily scrolling through a list of prayers with her free hand. She occasionally stops and taps to accept an offering with a puff of golden smoke being released from the scroll which she inhaled deeply. Growing less tired with each one she finally felt ready to tackle some of the lighter prayers and began weaving some minor miracles to nudge situations in the favor of her followers. It was delicate work needing to be substantial enough to help but intangible enough to remain in the realm of faith and not leaving any concrete proof ruining any faith gained from the follower. Besides, humans get very strange when they shift from Faith to Certainty and it never ends well.
universe where someone knowing your name gives them power over you, but you also can't use the same fake name too often or it just becomes another name for you and therefore still grants power. so you need to like rotate the names you give to people so they don't stick.
Which results in the names being attached specifically to the version of you that lives in their heads and if they interact with you enough the name gets more powerful and thus that version of you can become a real creature but they're all still linked to you so now you have an army of false images that you can get to do some limited amount of biding when the people who invoked them aren't interacting with them.
she/they programmer tired
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