TheWorstBadBatter thinks that no one wants him back and they are scared to return even though they really want to and talk to all their friends again and i want to show him we all miss him!
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TheWorstBadBatter thinks that no one wants him back and they are scared to return even though they really want to and talk to all their friends again and i want to show him we all miss him!
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His file had been quiet thankfully, people has ceased entering and disturbing him. either trying to make friends or coming to hunt the spectral merchant down.
Zacharie had been sitting near the exit to the mines, his knees pulled to his chest, forehead resting on his knees. He had been feeling nauseous, which wasn't exactly uncommon after his state had been changed but it wasn't exactly something one would get used to so easily. Suddenly it got worse and worse to the point he had rolled onto his side, hands gripping at his stomach. His head was pounding and everything seemed to become a blur.
He had attacks like this but this felt different he began feeling distressed. something was wrong something was going horribly wrong with him and he was helpless to stop it. It would pass he knew it would pass but for some reason it honestly didn't help his current situation at the moment. Just bare through it. it'll be over..it'll be over.
His vision seemed to worsen to the point he could only see blurs of colour mixing together. And that's when it hit him all at once, stopping all thoughts, he wouldn't even be able to register what was happening until it ended most likely. All at once memories from his previous file were returning. His first game...fighting the toad king and ending his rein. Why?.. at first he wasn't sure who people were faces and memories that flashed through his mind before finally settling.
And he just laid there, his breathing easing up but his body as a whole still in shock. what had happened?..why?..Remembering his previous Batter...someone he cared very much for and in turn those feelings were returned.. another.. someone who he was inlove with.. someone..who even in his reset he had begun to care for..but.. he was gone.. he disappeared.
And...Worst..Their relationship was rocking but he couldn't deny he still cared for him in some strange way.. though.. he was tricked.. and hunted...and.. he killed him...
Stumbling to get up the merchant sprinted deeper into the mines. He was still there right?.. after the fight..slaughter more like it, he had fled the area in case he was for some reason alive or regained life and came after him. Skidding to a halt after turning a few corners he was met with the very much dead badbatter. dried blood was splattered on the walls and floor of the mine, along with staining the once white outfit he wore.
Zacharie stood there for a good minute before slowly walking up to the body, calmly leaning down on one knee to pull a joker from his pocket. "Batter...." In all honesty he was scared? what if he was still upset?.. what if the second he woke up he attacked? Carefully the joker was placed against his former friend, watching it glow. A moment later he lifted his other hand, his sword pixelating into existence, holding it against the male's neck. He wouldn't attack.. he didn't want to.. that is unless his life was in danger.
sORRY REAL LIFE IS CATCHING UP WITH ME I will definitely be on tomorrow to reply to things! Sorry for those who have waited a week (or more). :c
Im gonna kill him. Im going to kill the batter.
theworstbadbatter said:[muffled sound of sane!Worst sobbing in the background] [not quite so muffled sound of insane!Worst coming to kill Zacharie]
Yeah yeah let me go pick Batter up from school and then we can go back to killing each other
((Okay, so I'm dropping the m!a.
I'll still continue the rps related to the m!a though, unless the muse involved hasn't been turned into a puppet by Player yet. Like ask-tengu-ler, theworstbadbatter, askmaskedmerchant, apuppeteerandanelsen and askthepeskypuppeteers.
My apologies, but I really can't bear to hurt your muses. If you really want to continue the rp you can pm me, and we can continue the rp if you like.))
theworstbadbatter has become a target {Dark M!A]
The Player, now being turned into a darkened version of themself by the anonymous beings, decided to make a visit to Pirel, hoping to be able to obtain a new puppet.
They headed over to his house, and knocked on his door, faking the cheerful demeanor of their former self.
"Pirel dear!" they called, "Are you in today? I wish to make a visit."