There is no more darkness anymore

I am The Batter. I am here to purify. Be you a sinner, or unclean, I will take your filth and wash it away. I bring you salvation. Magic!Anon Status: Accepting //Independent RP blog for the game Off by Mortis Ghost. No art is mine unless specified. NSFW in the way of adult material and violence.//

[impurepurifier-blog]

You won't do it. you /need/ me.

"I have other Zacharies. You are far from the only one." He shook his head, bemused.

[impurepurifier-blog]

I probably should have sent that as anon but there is no going back and my statement is still true...

"I still find you abhorrent, spectre. Do not tempt me into purification." He crosses his arms, bat leaning against his legs innocently.

[impurepurifier-blog]

I really like your butt

He opens his mouth as if to speak, then closes it, thinking better of his words and shakes his head, muttering under his breath.

[androgyns]

reblog if you want anons but in reality no one is going to send you anything and will just reblog this

[impurepurifier-blog]

Headcanon #2: His Eyes

The Batter is blind. Literally and figuratively. By giving his obedience, and trust, to the Player, he essentially gave his blind faith that they would do what was best to finish his mission. And so, the moment the Player's fingers touched the keyboard, firing up the game and input their name, he lost his sight. He does not need to see in order to purify the spectres, or even to move; the Player does it all for him til the very end.

[impurepurifier-blog]

caniseeyourcredits started following you

Hello, Zacharie.

[caniseeyourcredits-deactivated2]

Ah, hello, mon ami. It’s been a while since i’ve seen a familiar face such as your own around here.

[impurepurifier-blog]

Has it? Interesting. Where have you been?

[impurepurifier-blog]

merchant-of-impure-imagination started following you

I'm simply swimming in the Zacharies, it seems. Hello.

[impurepurifier-blog]

//HEY BUTTS LET'S DO A ROLEPLAY LET'S PLOT SOMETHING HUGE I WANNA DO BIG POSTS AND STUFF THAT ISN'T PORN CAN WE PLS AND THANK

[impurepurifier-blog]

caniseeyourcredits started following you

Hello, Zacharie.

[theguardianandthejailer-inactiv]

“Heheh, look at you, Batter! You certainly have gotten yourself beaten up, haven’t you?” He stepped closer, taking the others arms almost gently in his hands. “Such a nasty little wound~ How’d you get such a thing, hmm?”

[impurepurifier-blog]

He would have protested the touch, uncomfortable, but for the implication his mind made of being healed. "A spectre, of course. What else?"

[leisureincipient]

“you have your own file to purify what I do and don’t do to mine is my own business…” 

[impurepurifier-blog]

“But buttocks.”

[leisureincipient]

“I am told I have a rather choice ass…..” 

[impurepurifier-blog]

“And so you define yourself by the shape of your rump?”

[leisureincipient]

“I guess so.”

[impurepurifier-blog]

"That is very base and pathetic."

[leisureincipient]

“you have your own file to purify what I do and don’t do to mine is my own business…” 

[impurepurifier-blog]

“But buttocks.”

[leisureincipient]

“I am told I have a rather choice ass…..” 

[impurepurifier-blog]

"And so you define yourself by the shape of your rump?"

[leisureincipient]

“you have your own file to purify what I do and don’t do to mine is my own business…” 

[impurepurifier-blog]

"But buttocks."

[theguardianandthejailer-inactiv]

“My version isn’t childish~” He moved even closer, encouraged by not having been chased away yet. “And the winner gets whatever they want.”

[impurepurifier-blog]

Leaning away, the Batter shook his head once. “I… think that I hear Spectres.” He began to back away slowly, wary.

[theguardianandthejailer-inactiv]

“There aren’t any spectres around, silly!” Jailer moved ever closer, grinning widely. “We don’t have to play hide and seek, I guess. We could play tag, or doctor! I haven’t played doctor with someone in a long, long time.”

[impurepurifier-blog]

"Doctor?" He looked mildly intrigued. He did have a few wounds, after all. "Very well. How will you heal me?" He turned his left arm to show a long, but shallow, gash, as well as a dislocated knee cap. It was difficult to stand, but he made it by leaning mostly on the other leg.

[spectrezacharie]

“come now… Purification is your main goal yes?.. why would you do something that could harm such a goal?… I am here to help not do harm I swear….” He took a step back feeling slightly intimidated. sure he could hold his own just fine against the man but he would rather it not come to that. “My Batter will be none to pleased with you if I’m killed… I mean.. purified… “

[impurepurifier-blog]

He crosses his arms, looking down his nose at the other male. It made sense, he had to admit, though he was still very displeased with the idea. "Very well then. Explain what happened to you to make you... like that."

[impurepurifier-blog]

bigbootybatter started following you

[impurepurifier-blog]

“You—you identify yourself by your buttocks?!”

[leisureincipient]

I can explain. 

[impurepurifier-blog]

You better explain quickly.

[leisureincipient]

Or what?….

[impurepurifier-blog]

Or I ignore you entirely and purify your save file for you, perhaps you as well.

[ask-madam-merchant-deactivated2]

“I like being creative.  And dead.”

[militem-puero-deactivated201510]

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