Salutations.

I wot not what I dost engage in, yet Vincent hath bestowed upon me a wondrous contrivance of communication, and Carmilla did lend her aid in mine entrance. [Translation: I have no clue what I'm doin but Vox gave me a tumblr so...]

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

Pronouns: He/him

[Mod pronouns: Whatever is fine]

Rules for blog:

1) I have a right to be selective.

Please do not spam asks, I won't reply to them if you do. I will be generous however. I understand that glitches happen.

2) Don't be weird...

I shouldn't have to spell it out, but I will just for the sake of my sanity. Do not be inappropriate. Ships are allowed, crude/suggestive jokes are allowed, dark humor is allowed, but keep it PG/13.

3) Do not interact if you are...

Racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, or anything of the sort.

4) Minors are allowed to interact!

This is not one of those 18+ only blogs... Though I am not sure if there are many children in hell outside of Cannibal Town...

5) Ships are allowed!

[I'm a multishipper any day of the week. Though I'm a little partial to Zestial x Carmilla, and QPR Zestial x Alastor, due to roleplays that I've done in the past with friends. But any other ships are perfectly fine as long as it's not randomly "I am Zestial's wife btw". I like slow burns and rarepairs, don't come at me pls 💜]

Asks, roleplay and character effects are all allowed!

Use 💚 to roleplay with Zestial.

Use 💜 to ask mod a question. Like headcanons or opinions and such. [I will answer like this.]

Use 🕸️ to effect Zestial, for example, "Zestial can only speak modern English now" or *steals Zestial's tea* or something like that.

[Thank you for participating!!! If there's anything I can improve on, you can tell me! If these colors are hard to read, I'll gladly change it! Just let me know!]

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

Hi Zestial! Does anyone give you nicknames?

I be not a man of many appellations, albeit I have oft been christened with sundry age-related jests. Amongst them, yet not confined thereto, be: "Fossil, Grandpa, Creepy Old Guy, Spooky Twig, Spider-Man's Worst Era, Veteran, Old Timer," and mine own cherished titles, "Tall, Dark and Webby, Old Soul, Silk-Tongue, Relic, Hell's Historian, and Nosferatu." The latter hath been bestowed upon me by our demonic bard of the airwaves.

[Translation: I'm not a man of many nicknames, although I have often been called by several age-related jokes. Among them, but not limited to, are: "fossil, grandpa, creepy old guy, spooky twig, Spider-Man's worst era, veteran, old timer." And I do have my own cherished titles, "tall, dark and webby, old soul, silk gentleman, relic, Hell's historian, and Nosferatu." The last one was bestowed upon me by our Radio Demon.]

[If you can guess who gave him what nickname Zestial will give you a cookie 🍪]

[theradiodemonishere]

What's your favorite kind of cheese? Mine is queso Cremoso 🙂. It makes all foods taste better.

I'm cheesephobic.

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

Cheesephobic? Dost thou fear two cheeses getting married, pray tell?

[theradiodemonishere]

From the shadows on a hot day, a presence creeps behind Alastor. Materializing beside him from mere shadows. Hark, Alastor. How fares thee on this fine morn? The familiar echoey voice inquired.

- @the-ancient-zestial-morde

(hope u don't mind- I made ths a while ago and wanted to shoot u a rp since this is basically my fav Alastor blog, also I'm not good at roleplaying so forgive my gibberlish lol)

"Ah! Zestial! I am quite swell this evening! How fare thee?" Alastor asked with a tilt of the head.

Ohh, its all good! I'm honored to be your favorite alastor blog 🥹

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

I fare well, good sir, I thank thee. Is that mimickry I doth perceive, young one? He hummed, leaning down a bit.

Hark, I am come to bid thee well upon thy newfound freedom, from Vincent and lady Rosie alike. Verily, thou ceasest not to astound with thy purposed acts and cunning designs.

[theradiodemonishere]

AH! I thank thee, Zestial! Hath you done anything intriguing recently?

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

Hark, naught of great import hath befallen of late. 'Tis grown a tad dull hither, since this prattle of peace and accord betwixt Heaven and Hell hath taken hold.

[theradiodemonishere]

From the shadows on a hot day, a presence creeps behind Alastor. Materializing beside him from mere shadows. Hark, Alastor. How fares thee on this fine morn? The familiar echoey voice inquired.

- @the-ancient-zestial-morde

(hope u don't mind- I made ths a while ago and wanted to shoot u a rp since this is basically my fav Alastor blog, also I'm not good at roleplaying so forgive my gibberlish lol)

"Ah! Zestial! I am quite swell this evening! How fare thee?" Alastor asked with a tilt of the head.

Ohh, its all good! I'm honored to be your favorite alastor blog 🥹

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

I fare well, good sir, I thank thee. Is that mimickry I doth perceive, young one? He hummed, leaning down a bit.

Hark, I am come to bid thee well upon thy newfound freedom, from Vincent and lady Rosie alike. Verily, thou ceasest not to astound with thy purposed acts and cunning designs.

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

I'd swipe right-

I beg thy unfinest pardon? I still know not what that doth signify...

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

so are you a spider or bat???

Yes.

[the-ancient-zestial-morde]

Is that a cape or are those your wings?

Hark, these be mine pinions. Yet, I do use them as a mantle, enfolding myself e'en as a bat doth.

[Translation: They're his wings but he wraps em around himself like a bat.]