lenders in the temple, jackals in the house of god

AU RP blog for Zacharie from OFF. Tightly tied to abattoirprince.

[monsterzacharie]

How adorable. But it’s not me.

[lepxrine]

Echo knew she was just being too self conscious when it came to her face. He was right, her scars were nothing compared to his odd features, yet she saw nothing wrong with it. If anything, she was perplexed. 

     “ Fascinating… “ She murmured. “ Yes, I understand. It’s silly of my to care so much a-about something as irrelevant as appearance…I-I wish to grow out of it sometime soon. “

[monsterzacharie]

“It’s easy.” He holds his arms out to his sides, tarry goop still dripping sluggishly from the back of the mask in his hand. His voice comes through muffled despite now being uncovered, bubbles bursting, splattering the front of his shirt. “Just keep telling yourself you don’t care, and eventually you won’t anymore. Say it out loud to yourself every chance you get and you’ll start to believe it. It works with just about anything! Tell yourself you’ll be rich, you’ll meet someone, you’ll be successful and confident, and like magic, it comes true.” 

[lepxrine]

Echo tilted her head to the side and took a small step back as she watched the masked man. While it really wasn’t necessary, she was a tad curious. Then again, she was curious about everything and anything.

[monsterzacharie]

He takes her silence as an agreement, and slowly pulls his mask from his face with a wet sucking noise. 

There's no face under there, just a mass of greasy black substance, like tar. Bits of white bone and  blind gray amphibian eyes dot it like so many pustules. 

"You see?" He asks, bubbles rising lazily to the surface and bursting. "It could be worse."

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

Settle and sleep || CLOSED

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

You fumble for a moment as the cape is tossed over you, gripping the fabric and holding it to your chest as if it might be have some harm befallen if not, as the King…. Just jumps into the pool of gelatin.

Well, alright. You’ve never seen him this active– he’s usually much more reserved. The only time you’ve seen him move so much is the same time he slaughtered you. An involuntary shiver runs down your spine at the memory of all that blood, and that wild look in his eyes… Oh, you should have appreciated it more. Since it’s such a rare occasion to see him again, you fold up his cape, materializing a chair for yourself before you sit down and set the precious item into your lap to watch whatever Alexander feels like doing with all that blue gelatin.

[monsterzacharie]

It’s several minutes before he surfaces, popping out of the slime like a daisy, grinning with too many teeth. “Are you going to join me, Zacharie? It feels heavenly...”

The gel is difficult to actually swim in, but there’s no need to worry. It’s not as if he’d allow Zach to drown, though that would be a hilarious death, wouldn’t it? He might have briefly considered it had Zach not had a child to care for.

[monsterzacharie]

tailoredcompanion

“Well, aren’t you a weird little creature. You look an awful lot like that other one... Perhaps less pathetically hideous”

[abattoirprince-blog]

Well well! It seems our darling Prince has decided to leave his kingdom and take a little trip. Everybody deserves their days off, I think we can agree, and he’s been working so hard lately. 

Still, it would be terrible if anything happened to it while he was away. Lucky that I decided to drop by and see how he was doing. 

–

For the next week (or so) Zacharie will be present in Hugo’s file while Hugo isn’t there. 

Those meeting him will find him to be a man of average height, robust physique, and indeterminate age. There is something unspeakably off about him, in the way he moves as if something larger is grasping his limbs and carefully articulating them in a convincing (but not quite convincing enough) facsimile of natural movement. His skin does not seem to fit right on his body. And perhaps worst of all, he seems aware of all this, as if he likes it that way. 

The more relatively powerful a character is, the more likely they may be to notice this about him. Perhaps they may even catch a glimpse of something long and black and glistening out of the corner of their eye. 

[monsterzacharie]

My first appearance should certainly be featured on my own blog.

[lepxrine]

Echo knew that he was right, though changing the face she was given seemed wrong to her. Her views upon herself would be difficult to change with her corrupted puppeteer blabbing insults at her. Her face was scarred up, and she just had to accept it. 

     “ It’s a mess of a face, but it is mine. I s-should learn to love it again. “

[monsterzacharie]

“You could. Perhaps I ought to show you my face. I guarantee it’ll make you feel much better about yours.” He sounds amused by the idea, as he places his fingertips on the edges of his grinning mask...

[lepxrine]

Upon pondering the question, she shook her head.      “ While it would cure my a-awful view upon myself, it would be odd to me, n-not…having the face I was g-given. “

[monsterzacharie]

“Now, now, let's not start all this self-pity nonsense. Don't like your face? You change it. Doesn't have to be drastic." He spreads his hands. His long fingers are bony and webbed. "Sitting and moping won't help you. You have to seize these opportunities or nothing will ever get better."

[umbrulla]

monster zacharie cause fuck zacharie is so fucking cute, how is it even possible for a character to be this admirable????

[lepxrine]

     “ Sounds a-as if it would be q-quite painful. Though, you are right, I’m sure it can be e-easily done. “

[monsterzacharie]

“And would that make you happy, to have a rabbit’s face? People do like rabbits. They’re quite adorable.”

[lepxrine]

     “ It is just a mask, t-though I wish it w-was my face in all honesty. “

[monsterzacharie]

"Perhaps we could arrange that. We're capable of so much with modern medicine."

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

Settle and sleep || CLOSED

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

You straighten up at the last part, ever thankful for something that you can make without making lame excuses at your dear King. “– I can do that! I can do that—” you answer, reaching up to carefully take Alexander’s hand from your head. A kiss is pressed to the knuckles before you release it and retreat top the foyer to create what was asked for. It appears in a matter of seconds, blue raspberry gelatin filling it up like placid water, fifteen feet deep.

“….. is this satisfactory?”

[monsterzacharie]

Goodness, he hadn’t expected things to be quite this easy. Who know he’d be this eager to create a giant hole and fill it with food with absolutely no question as to why such a task was important to a person like King? “Excellent job, Zacharie. Now, if you’ll excuse me...” He makes a show of undoing his cape and tossing it in Dealer’s direction, before he leaps into the pit and vanishes with a bloop below the surface.

[monsterzacharie]

starvingonaprayer replied to your post: “lepxrine “Lovely mask, or is it your real face?”:

Zacharie says omfg karen you cant just ask people that))

you can when its OFF and everybody and their grandma has a mask and/or a weird face

[monsterzacharie]

lepxrine

“Lovely mask, or is it your real face?”

[witnesstheabsurd]

+ BEAUTIFUL ORGAN FAILURE +

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

Settle and sleep || CLOSED

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

“I c-” spaghetti? Oh no. You don’t know how to make that… the last time you had it was when Hugo made it for you, and that was a long, long time ago.

“I-I’m sorry– I don’t know how to make that–” you practically whimper, shrinking down warily and anticipating a strike from his hand.

[monsterzacharie]

“Hmm... what about ravioli? Rigatoni? Linguini? Any pasta will do.” He continues to drum his fingers on Dealer’s head. “Or we could find something else fun to fill it with. Perhaps gelatin?” 

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

Settle and sleep || CLOSED

[thegodforsakenparson-blog]

“I can do that– how many feet deep? And…. fill it with what? Is that what you wanted the food for?” You chatter sheepishly, fingers lightly digging into your shawl as you watch him expectantly.

“….. and where would you like it?”

[monsterzacharie]

"Yes... Anywhere is fine, deep as you want. I want you to make a pit, and... fill it with... spaghetti." King pats Zacharie on the head. "Could you do that for me? I'm sure you can." It's lucky his face doesn't have to match how he's feeling, or he'd be making poor Alexander grin so hard he'd break his face.