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me. ♥ -materperditionis

Rumour:….hmmm…..loves to be called “my lord” ((B)))

materperditionis

“Damn right, I do.”

#drawn response #((HOW SCANDALOUS!! /no))#scopophobia 12 #staring 13 #lordzalgo

“Thank you! I aim for perfection with these things, ironically enough!”

#drawn response #scopophobia 12 #staring 13 #prettypinkprincet

“I love you too, random Nonny!”

#drawn response #staring 12 #scopophobia 13

Whoa! The blog looks so pretty! *A*

((thank you!! i worked rly hard on making sure everything was just right * ____ * and even then there’s a few tweaks to be made yes

ty again eeeee

-Harley))

★HISTORY★ Formerly a strictly creepypasta ask blog called askthenezperdianruler, this is a semi-creepypasta oc ask and rp blog for the character Zacharie / Suzume Himura ! Xe is the main antagonist...

#blog goes ooc

((URL CHANGE: askthenezperdianruler =====> materperditionis

-Harley))

#blog goes ooc

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OC Art Meme!!!

Send a number and I’ll draw my OC:

In what they normally wear

In what I’m currently wearing

In a school uniform

In swimwear

In underwear

With no clothes on

In winter clothes

In fancy clothes

Making 3 different expressions

Standing on their hands

With their favorite animal

Hanging out with a friend

Sitting on the couch

Doing something they don’t normally do

Eating

Playing a sport

Beaten up

As a kid/adult

Wearing a funny hat

Sleeping

#((for after im done revamping!!)

((gonna be revamping the blog a bit!! and changing the purpose of it! hold on tight!! ★★★

-Harley))

#ooc #zalgo blog goes ooc

on a scale of 1 to 10 what is your favorite color of the alphabet?! :U

".....I'm pretty sure this is a paradox"

“Nice to meet you, stranger!”

((ooc: laptop cord is broken and tablet is out of commission but i was so excited about this that i made due aaaAAAAAA >♢< )

materperditionis

There were only two reasonable explanations for this. Either Zalgo had disappeared for a good chunk of fourteen years, or they were just in the wrong place. They were either right or wrong, and to be frank—

Upon realizing that the grinning teeth on their forehead were fervently whispering inner monologue out into the open, Zalgo calmly covered the mouth and laughed.

"Oh. Oh! Oh. No wonder things are so…"

They looked around the throne room once more, biting their lip before sighing in almost forced amusement.

"Stable."

Zalgo stood up from the throne, hand still covering the cranial maw in caution, and stepped away from it. Finding the mouth to be too much trouble to tame, evident by the muffled whispers of curses coming from it, they removed their hand and walked forward toward Jeff. By the time they were in casual talking distance, they had almost seamlessly shifted into what looked like a young Japanese woman in her early to mid-twenties in a rather dated outfit that seemed to have been taken from a 1930's picture show. They smoothed out their skirt and smiled.

"Much better! That form is so unstable to me and I can’t put my finger on exactly why—" They caught themself and cleared their throat. "But. Ah. Hm… Yes. I can be called "Zalgo", but I’m just an accidental intruder. Most definitely not yours."

grinningchaos

That whispering inner monologue definitely cleared up some of the confusion, so at least there was that. Jeff didn’t blame this Zalgo in the least, either - he’d be concerned too if some little shit of a thirteen-year-old was walking around calling gods “babe”.

Whoa — Whoa, hold the fuck up.

Jeff stepped back on instinct - not because the other Zalgo had approached, but because suddenly he was looking down. What had happened wasn’t difficult to comprehend, of course - even the Zalgo usually present had a human form - but he’d never seen a transition that smooth. Maybe he could get this Zalgo to stick around to give his Zalgo some pointers.

”… ’S funny. My Zalgo says the same thing the other way around. ’Bout, uh… ’Bout the stability thing. Anyway. Uh… You… You don’t sound like you go by Zalgo usually. There another name ya like better, or…?”

They were a guest, right? Jeff could at least try to be hospitable.

”… You also wouldn’t happen to know where Zalgo is. Right?”

materperditionis

"Call me 'Zacharie'," the Zalgo replied, "Just Zacharie."

After a moment's pause, Zacharie smiled again. They almost looked amused as they absentmindedly looked around, as if for some kind of effect.

"This is a nice place he has, though! This is nice, from an aesthetic point of view. Not looking to edge in on anything here, obviously."

#rp a la zalgo #long post 12 #body horror 13

materperditionis

Zalgo stared in disbelief at this Jeff, leaning forward a bit with a small squint. After a moment, they leaned back in the throne again with a half-lidded smile.

“…Huh!”

They shifted stiffly in the throne so that they sat up straight, for once. After another odd pause, Zalgo grinned awkwardly. The mouths on their forehead and collarbone grinned, too.

“Uh, h-hhow old are you?" they asked, still grinning at Jeff. They shifted again, suddenly unable to get themself comfortable again. "Just double checking.”

grinningchaos

Yeah, that definitely wasn’t his husband.

The bad eyes didn’t help matters here, but this Zalgo (assuming this was another Zalgo, but his priestly conditioning was telling him that they definitely felt like divine chaos) was a lot less… broad. That was a good word. And there were mouths in more obvious places.

”… Uh… Twenty-seven…?”

He didn’t know why they wanted to know. He had learned better than to question gods most of the time.

He still leaned in the doorway to the throne room, hands in his pockets and shoulders shrugged as he tried to squint his way through figuring out just what the fuck he had walked past.

”… So, uh… Is there… a reason you’re… You are a Zalgo, right? Just not, uh… mine?”

If this was some kind of divine kidnapping shit he was gonna blow a gasket.

materperditionis

There were only two reasonable explanations for this. Either Zalgo had disappeared for a good chunk of fourteen years, or they were just in the wrong place. They were either right or wrong, and to be frank—

Upon realizing that the grinning teeth on their forehead were fervently whispering inner monologue out into the open, Zalgo calmly covered the mouth and laughed.

"Oh. Oh! Oh. No wonder things are so..."

They looked around the throne room once more, biting their lip before sighing in almost forced amusement.

"Stable."

Zalgo stood up from the throne, hand still covering the cranial maw in caution, and stepped away from it. Finding the mouth to be too much trouble to tame, evident by the muffled whispers of curses coming from it, they removed their hand and walked forward toward Jeff. By the time they were in casual talking distance, they had almost seamlessly shifted into what looked like a young Japanese woman in her early to mid-twenties in a rather dated outfit that seemed to have been taken. They smoothed out their skirt and smiled.

"Much better! That form is so unstable to me and I can't put my finger on exactly why—" They caught themself and cleared their throat. "But. Ah. Hm... Yes. I can be called "Zalgo", but I'm just an accidental intruder. Most definitely not yours."

#rp post a la zalgo #long post 12 #body horror 13 #((omg it's okay friend))#((also i love how easy to read the italicized text is on your blog wth))#((this is a good way to read))

the great game of chaos is always a fun one.

so pick a side, if you want.

#long post 12 #blood 13 #((ooc: surprise you're actually following an oc blog))#scopophobia 14 #staring 15

materperditionis

They were tired, to say the least. There was so much chaos in the world, yet so little time to be a part of it all.

Zalgo near-listlessly walked towards the nice, comfortable-looking throne, and casually plopped down onto it. They sighed deeply in contentment, their eyes finally opening fully to get a look at the place from their seat.

…Oh, that’s funny.

Things weren’t as foggy as usual. Or strange. Or in a constant state of movement.

Actually, things weren’t like the usual at all.

After a moment of deliberation, Zalgo simply sighed again and reclined into the chair. There’s nothing to worry about, they supposed. They totally didn’t accidentally pop into the wrong dimension, they assumed. Into the wrong palace. Again.

grinningchaos

He was tired, sure, but that wasn’t stopping him from shuffling around the Palace. Socks whispered over stone and carpet and a cigarette hung loosely between teeth, and a decidedly mortal being walked around Heaven with a quiet smile and leisurely steps.

He liked that those servants that hadn’t elected to return to corruption had been healed; it was nice talking to someone when Zalgo was away. Not that the human minded, though. It was important work that Zalgo did, and if he needed him, a divine chorus of voices would ease their way into his mind and let him know. Until then, Adrian was out, Daelin was out, even Celeste and Iitl were doing their own thing. It was just a Palace kind of day. A lay-around stay-at-home-husband kind of day.

Oh, he must’ve come back early, was Jeff’s only thought in the process of wandering past the throne room and seeing the occupied throne.

“Heeey, babe. It go okay? Still takin’ me up on that nap offer?”

Of course it didn’t register that this Zalgo was the wrong color until he was a step and a half past the entryway. He slowly stepped backwards, though, and he was sure to give a much more appropriate reaction this time around.

“… Uhh…?”

materperditionis

Zalgo stared in disbelief at this Jeff, leaning forward a bit with a small squint. After a moment, they leaned back in the throne again with a half-lidded smile.

"...Huh!"

They shifted stiffly in the throne so that they sat up straight, for once. After another odd pause, Zalgo grinned awkwardly. The mouths on their forehead and collarbone grinned, too.

"Uh, h-hhow old are you?" they asked, still grinning at Jeff. They shifted again, suddenly unable to get themself comfortable again. "Just double checking."

#rp post a la zalgo #long post 12 #body horror 13

They were tired, to say the least. There was so much chaos in the world, yet so little time to be a part of it all.

Zalgo near-listlessly walked towards the nice, comfortable-looking throne, and casually plopped down onto it. They sighed deeply in contentment, their eyes finally opening fully to get a look at the place from their seat.

...Oh, that's funny.

Things weren't as foggy as usual. Or strange. Or in a constant state of movement.

Actually, things weren't like the usual at all.

After a moment of deliberation, Zalgo simply sighed again and reclined into the chair. There's nothing to worry about, they supposed. They totally didn't accidentally pop into the wrong dimension, they assumed. Into the wrong palace. Again.

#non ask #rp post a la zalgo #((ooc: that's the rp tag. because this is also a rp blog [double pistols and a wink]))#((also that 'again' is because i had this one rp on deviantart w another person's zalgo with the same predicament))#((zacharie. Zacharie. ZACHARIE...))#grinningchaos

YOU GOTTA GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME, DON'T'CHA KNOW?

#zalgo #slenderman #((ooc: YOU GOTTA GETCHA GETCHA GETCHA HEAD IN THE GAME))#scopophobia 12 #staring 14

harkeys

phbbhtbt i doodled a zacharie just Take It

#reblog #non ask #human zalgo tag #((ooc: so the blog doesn't suddenly go Dead again hhave a WArm-up))#((yes their name is Zacharie when human why do u ask))

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