Half a boy.

Independent roleplay blog for Danny Fenton/Phantom. This blog totally ignores the existence of Phantom Planet. Blog is a wip. Also I haven't played Danny in like two years, and I haven't had a full rewatch of the series in a while so I'll be a bit rusty.

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whispers 'i havent been feeling any of my muses lately you should go check out my personal as i reconsider making like 20 blogs'

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Offering a wave as he approached the man. "Uh, hey?" He still got that feeling he needed to be careful around this guy so he stopped a few feet away, slowly lowering his hand to the side and nodding. "You seem...lost."

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“…zone one?” He offered the other male a flat look, crossing his arms over his chest. Continuing to listen, the young man for once was nearly silent as he took in what the other said. At least until the last bit where he failed to hold back a small snort. 

“Killing ghosts? Doesn’t that sound counterproductive?” Raising an eyebrows, the young man offered a dry smirk, that teenage smartass in him shining brightly.He put it away a moment later, however. “…well I haven’t been here for long, in fact I’m not sure how I got here. I just…did.” Moments later the boy made a displeasured face. “Besides, if I’m not home by nine mom and dad are going to rip through town looking for me, and I’ll be locked up in the house for a whole month.” That more than anything seemed to put a miserable expression on his face.

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“That’s right. Zone one.” He replied, his stern frown of disapproval practically burning into the boy when he caught his look of amusement. The Batter wasn’t laughing at all, and definitely seemed to take his position as purifier quite seriously. Moistening his chapped lips with his tongue he made sure to correct the boys mistake. He wasn’t going to tolerate being insulted.

“I purify ghosts.” The Batter stated simply, as he started to relax a little when he realized this specter was no threat. Leaning his weight on his bad he listened calmly with his usual blank expression. “I don’t know how you got here either, but getting back out is not going to be easy. I can only imagine you came here from another file that still has life, but… You don’t look like you’re a part of this game at all.”

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Taking in the other's information, he inhaled slowly, nodding. In a game? Last time that happened it wasn't pretty, but...he didn't remember playing any game like this. "I'm not part of a game at all." He simply explained, scratching the back of his neck with a gloved hand. 

A small laugh followed afterwards as his gaze turned up to the taller mans and he offered a weak smile. "Would it be to much to ask for a bit of help...? If you do I can promise you'll never see me again." This guy didn't seem to like his kind, so maybe that would work? 

"It's not like I wanna be here anyways."

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My, what an interesting looking specter. Will you kindly not kill me while I try to analyse the purpose of your difference?

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"Kill you?" Staring at the Elsen with an expression of pure confusion, the young man hovered just slightly off of the ground.  "Why would I do that?" He'd never even considered killing someone before, and the thought alone made him grimace slightly.

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Who wants a starter?

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I couldn’t stop thinking of a Silent Hill 2 / OFF crossover ever since reading that OFF was inspired by Silent Hill.

how does one do cool glitchy art, I don’t know… how does one do gifs at all… how…

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did u mean this isnt canon

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Sits down and starts doing homework.

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The Batter still kept his guard up as he watched him, taking note of the movements and confused look on the boy’s face. As much as he wanted to swing and be done with it, he held his weapon in place and breathed slowly. Calmness was the key here if he wanted a solution.

“Danny.” He repeated, eyes glowing softly in the shade of his cap. “You’re in purified Zone 1. You don’t belong here. I know you don’t belong here because I eliminated all specters. You should be dead.”

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"...zone one?" He offered the other male a flat look, crossing his arms over his chest. Continuing to listen, the young man for once was nearly silent as he took in what the other said. At least until the last bit where he failed to hold back a small snort. 

"Killing ghosts? Doesn't that sound counterproductive?" Raising an eyebrows, the young man offered a dry smirk, that teenage smartass in him shining brightly.He put it away a moment later, however. "...well I haven't been here for long, in fact I'm not sure how I got here. I just...did." Moments later the boy made a displeasured face. "Besides, if I'm not home by nine mom and dad are going to rip through town looking for me, and I'll be locked up in the house for a whole month." That more than anything seemed to put a miserable expression on his face.

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specterie 

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He had no idea where he was, wandering around in this strange place made him uneasy. Somehow the young man managed to put on face as he wandered around the area, noting the odd little humanoid like creatures that claimed residence in this place.  

Finally, legs sore, he settled down against a wall, slowly sliding down it with a heavy sigh and rubbed at his temples. He needed to figure out where he was, and he wasn’t getting any clear answer from the stuttering Elsens. 

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Zacharie spied a new face in the area, wandering from Elsen to Elsen, not getting an answer from any of them, not that they knew anything anyways. Seeing his chance, as the figure sat down, Zacharie walked to them, his curiosity brimming.

“You seem lost mi amigo. May I be of any help?”

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He perked up, slowly, letting out a relieved sigh and opened his eyes. The boys form stiffened for a few long moments before he finally relaxed upon realizing that it was just a mask he was looking at and let out a heavy exhale. A small laugh erupted from his throat, sounding tired and exasperated all at once. "...yeah." He finally muttered softly. "...any idea where I am? At all?"

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specterie 

He had no idea where he was, wandering around in this strange place made him uneasy. Somehow the young man managed to put on face as he wandered around the area, noting the odd little humanoid like creatures that claimed residence in this place.  

Finally, legs sore, he settled down against a wall, slowly sliding down it with a heavy sigh and rubbed at his temples. He needed to figure out where he was, and he wasn't getting any clear answer from the stuttering Elsens. 

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elsenzackarie

Offering a slow nod towards the male, slowly lowering to the ground at a distance. Giving a wave with a gloved hand, he tilted his head to the side ever so slightly. People in this...place seemed to react oddly to him, so it was best to keep his distance. 

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"...." Literally nothing going on.

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I love you so much I'm glad we've been able to make this a good experience for you sweetheart!!! I really enjoy having you around, you're a real sweetie and I really like seeing you around even when we aren't talking!!!!

who da man

u da man

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catisthehat 

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Out of all the things he’d seen today: Some weird baseball player(s), some ghosts (not really strange), some masked guys. Now, a cat? Alright, he’d take that, readily so. Kneeling down, he held out a hand towards the feline, otherwise remaining silent.

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-Valerie himself tried to remain silent, sniffing lightly at his hand. The smell of spectres hung in the air. The cats ears tilted down as he nervously took another step closer. He hissed in warning quietly, only trying to convey his suspicion in this new face- 

Are you a spectre?

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He jumped back, falling nearly straight onto his back in surprise when the cat actually spoke. Propping himself up, he stared for a few long moments before finally slapping a hand across his face as he took in the....cats words. 

God dammit, this was seriously happening, wasn't it? Inhaling deeply, the young man slowly dragged his hands away from his face, expression exasperated. "....you mean a ghost?" Slowly, his expression softened and he sighed softly, shaking his head, how could he get away with this?

"...er, no. My parents hunt ghosts." 

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catisthehat 

Out of all the things he'd seen today: Some weird baseball player(s), some ghosts (not really strange), some masked guys. Now, a cat? Alright, he'd take that, readily so. Kneeling down, he held out a hand towards the feline, otherwise remaining silent.