saviour ! *

c'est la vie.

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have  you  forfeit  your  time  as  son  of  man?

do  you  join  the  ranks  of  the  dead? 

aware,   oh,    /    aware.      we  find  ourselves  midst  two  heads  once  crowned  royalty    /    two  souls  now  forever  doomed    /    two  hearts  that  beat  differently.      two  children  of  legend,    /    both  destined  to  fall.      he  walks  with  such  vigor,   but  know  that  he  is  a  pestilence.      he  talks  with  such  confidence,   but  know  he  is  a  broken man.      faith  guides  his  steps,   and  he  is  haunted  by  the  truth.      this  world  festers. 

draw  no  closer,   spirit.  unless  you  seek  a  means  to  an  end. 

@knifeset has crossed the batter’s path. 

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let’s kick things off with a MAINS CALL.   with commitment,   you could become an exclusive!   open to all,   but mutuals preferred.   be ready to discuss!   dis.cord available upon request. 

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META. * / spoiler warning for the game OFF. 

the  batter  is  someone  who  is  almost  wholeheartedly  driven  by  fear.      the  very  idea  of  his  “mission”  is  to  end  his  fear.      before  the  game  starts,   the  batter  had  begun  to  realize  that  his  world  is  rotten,   and  decides  to  go  on  a  purge  to  erase  the  impurities  of  his  world.      this  somewhat  ties  into  my  idea  that  the  batter  is  metaphorically  a  fatal  sickness. 

throughout  the  game,   all  the  batter  does  is  destroy.      of  course,   he  starts  off  as  harmless  enough,   eradicating  the  specters  that  haunted  the  elsens’  mines  and  being  a  good,   if  not  a  little  monochrome,   sport  for  a  while.      then  as  we  progress  thru  the  game,   things  before  to  slowly  turn  the  other  way,   and  the  batter  is  soon  eradicating  elsen  that  has  come  to  attack  him,   as  well  as  the  guardians  that  want  him  to  stop. 

this  very  much  looks  to  me  as  a  fatal  sickness.     because  it  starts  of  as  destroying,   yes,   but  in  a  way  that’s  harmless  at  first.     then  it  moves  on  to  destroying  things  that  are  needed,   going  up  in  importance  as  it  progresses. 

now,   what  if  i  told  you  the  batter  was  the  personification  of  hugo’s,   the  batter’s  “son,”   sickness?      well,   we  do  know  that  hugo’s  soundbyte  in  the  game  is  a  harsh  cough.      i  always  understood  this  as  meaning  that  hugo  is  terribly  sick.      and  there  was  speculation  that  hugo  is  the  creator  of  the  batter’s  world,   which  would  explain  why  hugo’s  room  is  so  close  to  the  off  switch   /   end  of  the  game.      but  this  is  all  just  my   (as  well  as  some  others’)  speculation. 

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won’t be too terribly active until wednesday, thursday night, and friday. but just know i’ve been slowly chipping away at those starters, as well as adding a meta or two to my queue. 

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and  you,   atrophy.       how  your  marble  crumbles    /    leaves  you  with  mere  pebbles.      but  you  were  not  destined  to  savour  the  sunshine,   no,    /    you  were  destined  the  bitter  taste  of  loneliness.      how  it  lingers  on  your  tongue  still.      bone  down  to  marrow,   you  were  the  affliction.      something  skin-deep,   epidermal  infection. 

for  there  was  a  fine  line  between  man  and  monster.      but  he  was  plague-like,   sweeping  over  the  land  like  stratus  and  engulfing  everything  in  a  sunless  day.      but  he  wasn’t  always  like  this,   all  sharp-dressed  in  melancholy  and  starless.      once  a  man  so  high-flying,   gave  everything  for  his  family.      but  the  his  affliction  is  truth,   maddening  truth,   and  he  cannot  escape. 

i’m  afraid  we  don’t  share  the  same  ideals.  there  is  a  task  at  hand  that  i  must  complete.  only  then  will  i  be  able  to  rest. 

@authree has crossed the batter’s path. 

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ask!   me!   questions!   about!   the batter!   please?

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FILL IN:

i like to be called: grey.

my favourite colour is: mute colours, pastels.

gender: transmasculine.

one thing you should know about me: i’m trying my best on a near-constant basis.

one thing you should know about my muses: the batter in particular will probably brain anyone with a baseball bat, unprovoked for absolutely free.

first language: english.

second language: i used to know some german.

HIGHLIGHT:

age range:   under 13  |  14–17 | 18–22 | 23–25 | 26–29 |  30+ |  70+

am i okay with nsfw?: yes | no | sometimes | depends on the nsfw type 

my favourite/most common thing to rp is: angst | fluff | smut | crack | action | other

oc friendly?: yes | no | depends

rp blog:  does | doesn’t contain ooc posts

TAGGING:

tagged by: @authree.

tagging: @fluersamour + @eciohcon + you!

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         *      hey   gamers   it’s   saturn   with   a   brand   new   private    multimuse  ,   including   characters   from   grav.ity   fal.ls  ,  ad.vent.ure   ti.me ,   sco.oby   do.o  ,   &&   lots   more   !     could   you   please   like   or   reblog   (   later   preferred  )   if   you’re   interested   in   writing   ?  

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ask!   me!   questions!   about!   the batter!   please?

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i hit the upgrade button on my icons. credit to du-buk for the art. <3

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STARTER CALL! mutuals preferred, but not necessary. all i ask is that you are literate and use icons that are at least cropped. could lead to some plotting. 

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let’s kick things off with a MAINS CALL.   with commitment,   you could become an exclusive!   open to all,   but mutuals preferred.   be ready to discuss!   dis.cord available upon request. 

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STARTER CALL! mutuals preferred, but not necessary. all i ask is that you are literate and use icons that are at least cropped. could lead to some plotting. 

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joke’s on you i’m actually gaining followers 

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abstract prompts.

thirty-five abstract prompts to inspire you. inspired by this meme.

Does it still hurt to think about?

It only comes at night.

Silence in the woods.

Your suitcase is empty.

Unconfirmed sighting.

It’s still heavy.

The war lasted five, long years.

The stars are going out.

She had feathers in her hair.

Silence so loud it deafens.

Invisible chains are the strongest.

Three years have passed, and it still feels like yesterday.

Uneven scales.

Just this once, the Universe responds.

Stealing to survive.

A mountain that only grows as you climb it.

Losing the ability to feel.

The taste of sunlight.

Never come back. Never.

Things only seen by the trees.

Something illuminated in the darkness.

Red, like life.

What sinks in water, and floats in air?

It was only a dream.

Sensing destruction before it happens.

Fleeting moments.

What happens while everyone sleeps.

It only exists when you look at it.

They returned alone.

Only one wish.

Stolen moments.

Unbelonging.

Footprints in the snow, stopping suddenly.

It lives in the woods.

Seeking shelter.