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"The elsen will consent out of loneliness." [RP blog for a Guardian!elsen from OFF, loosely based on the comic Joker]

[faramircaptainofgondor]

so i’ve got one of these

if we’re mutually following each other, you can ask for it.

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

(( here have some doodles tried to draw in Mortis style ))

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

yourenotattentive said: ((hiiiiiii))

(( hello friend ))

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

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[yourguardianelsen-blog]

(( closed rp with whatgamemonsieur))

After the last few days of having no body to speak of, Lel was enjoying every moment of his outing at the moment. I silently promised to never take his own body for granted ever again, hands in his pockets as he strolled through the more desolate parts of zone one. It was comforting really, there was a small breeze and the plastic looked particularly nice today. He wasn’t exactly expecting to meet anyone on his travels around the zone, except for some stray elsen that wandered far from the central areas. However, it was noted that, a certain merchant tended to turn up when you least expected it..

[whatgamemonsieur]

Said merchant was currently barely scraping four feet. He didn’t really have anything to sell, either, he could hardly carry his bag as it was. He didn’t expect to run into the guardian so soon. 

“Ah, hello monsieur!” He said cheerfully. “Nice to see you out and about on such a fine day!”

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

He didn't even recognize the merchant at first, or see him for that matter. A curious and puzzled expression soon changed to a small smile; he was so tiny. He was undeniably cute. The tall elsen knelt down to him, hands rested on top of each other. "Zacharie, hh... what has become of you?"

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

(( closed rp with whatgamemonsieur))

After the last few days of having no body to speak of, Lel was enjoying every moment of his outing at the moment. I silently promised to never take his own body for granted ever again, hands in his pockets as he strolled through the more desolate parts of zone one. It was comforting really, there was a small breeze and the plastic looked particularly nice today. He wasn't exactly expecting to meet anyone on his travels around the zone, except for some stray elsen that wandered far from the central areas. However, it was noted that, a certain merchant tended to turn up when you least expected it..

[bewitchingbloodyangels-blog]

Reblog if you want a Pokemon Egg in your submission box

I will send you a Pokemon Egg that looks like this

And it will hatch by the end of the week (Sunday) then you will find out the Pokemon you received via an ask.

*I will decide what the Pokemon is, so please no complaining once it’s hatched.

[maddclaire]

the safe Elsen

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

((M!A over!))

*Poof!*

"Hh.. Much better.." ((Heyo uvu any ongoing rps with his M!A on can still keep going, just tell me if you're still up for it ))

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

(( bED TIME ))

(( aaaAAH SORRY. But i must go, I'll get to replies first thing tomorrow <3 see ya peeps ;v; ))

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

asksecretaryelsen said: “I…I’m sorry…. I’m just feeling v..very unwanted…..a…and.. well… I apologize, I should not assumed I could grab you b..but you lookedvery…h..hhh…huggable.”

His tail unraveled around his arm, and wrapped gently around him, his arms too nubby to give him a proper hug so using his tail was second best. "I-I see.. Uhm, I'm sorry you feel that way. Uh.. hh.. You're always welcome to uh.. talk to me, if that's what you'd.. uhm, like. ...And I don't mind being hugged I.. uhm, suppose." Trying his best to comfort the elsen, even if he's stuck in that little ghost form.

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

-hugs the little ghost some more, pressing face to him gently, unable to really not cry... feeling quite low...-

"...Uhm." The spectre shifts a little in his grasp to face the elsen holding him. "...hh.. If you.. don't mind me asking uh.. What is wrong?" He's legitimately concerned for Ches, looking up at em and tail curled around the arms that held him.

[yukimori-shibata]

Reblog if you RP in skype sometimes

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

“….hhh… I guess it’s not too bad.. I think..  very different, but not bad..”

[decussatingdefender-blog]

When you happen enter one of your closest friends’ office after a somewhat long absence and find a tiny spectre hovering a few centimeters above the desk, perhaps your first, knee-jerk reaction wouldn’t have been to pull out your bat and immediately initiate a battle stance, especially considering how small and harmless-seeming the ghost was.

However, as may have been very obviously already established, the Batter wasn’t most people, and his former purification roots had left him with the knee-jerk reaction of beat-with-bat first ask questions later. Despite this initial instinct of his, the Guardian had learnt to have a better grasp on not murdering everything that looked at him funny or even just looked funny to him.

It was with this in mind that he pointed his weapon at the small spirit of a kind that he couldn’t recognize with a frown and (if he had been capable of it) narrowed eyes, his low, demanding voice commanding the ghost with the words, “Tell me why I shouldn’t just purify you right on the spot. If you can even talk, that is.” 

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

The specter froze in place, slowly turning his head to the man in the door way. He didn’t recognize him? Well of course he wouldn’t, there wasn’t much left of the elsen that had been the guardian of this zone.. “B-Batter..! …hhh..” He backed up a little, anticipating an assault if his fellow guardian were not to believe him. “It’s Lelsen, please..hhh.. Please there’s no need to attack…” The specter watched him from across the room. How would he even defend himself if Batter started purification? He’s seen specters fight before but.. he never thought he would have to do it himself. He’d probably get battered into next week no matter what he did.

[decussatingdefender-blog]

In practically the blink of an eye, the Guardian had darted from the door directly to the ghost, roughly yanking the spirit over to face him by the tail. Pulling the spectre up directly face-to-face with him (though likely somewhat upside down for the currently-deceased Elsen), the Batter maintained a steady glare, which was rather impressive considering.

His other hand still tightly clutching the handle of his bat, which he raised to prod the captive creature using the wider end of the weapon, not attacking the small spirit yet but certainly not seeming like he believed the other’s words.

Expression still cold in the predatory, hunting manner Lelsen may or may not have seen before (though almost certainly not pointed in his direction), the man spoke flatly and briskly, apparently not feeling up to wasting any time.

“Do you remember what I happened when I went to fetch you from your hiding spot. You better tell me, and I’ll consider believe you, spectre.”

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

"hhHHH!" Being manhandled was certainly not a very pleasant experience, the spectre hung from his tail too shaken to make an attempt to get away. Though is he tried, it would be likely that the Batter would kill him before he could. "Uhuhum.. " The ghost elsen swallowed the knot in his throat before he could anwer. "I-I was too weak to walk on my own.. hhh... so I clung on while you.. hhh... carried me to zone zero.. If my.. hh.. memory serves right." Lel wheezed in between every few words, cringing as he kept watch on the bat which the once-purifier held ever so tightly in his hand. He silently pleaded for him to listen and let him go..

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

-can't help but try to scoop up the tiny little ghost Elsen and hug it because it's so cute and sad, wants to make it happy-

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

Hello my friend, It seems as though you've join the ranks of the impure!

"Indeed so. I'm not very used to this.. hh.. I liked it better when I didn't accidentally pass through uh... solid objects."

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

“….hhh… I guess it’s not too bad.. I think..  very different, but not bad..”

[decussatingdefender-blog]

When you happen enter one of your closest friends’ office after a somewhat long absence and find a tiny spectre hovering a few centimeters above the desk, perhaps your first, knee-jerk reaction wouldn’t have been to pull out your bat and immediately initiate a battle stance, especially considering how small and harmless-seeming the ghost was.

However, as may have been very obviously already established, the Batter wasn’t most people, and his former purification roots had left him with the knee-jerk reaction of beat-with-bat first ask questions later. Despite this initial instinct of his, the Guardian had learnt to have a better grasp on not murdering everything that looked at him funny or even just looked funny to him.

It was with this in mind that he pointed his weapon at the small spirit of a kind that he couldn’t recognize with a frown and (if he had been capable of it) narrowed eyes, his low, demanding voice commanding the ghost with the words, “Tell me why I shouldn’t just purify you right on the spot. If you can even talk, that is.” 

[yourguardianelsen-blog]

The specter froze in place, slowly turning his head to the man in the door way. He didn't recognize him? Well of course he wouldn't, there wasn't much left of the elsen that had been the guardian of this zone.. "B-Batter..! ...hhh.." He backed up a little, anticipating an assault if his fellow guardian were not to believe him. "It's Lelsen, please..hhh.. Please there's no need to attack..." The specter watched him from across the room. How would he even defend himself if Batter started purification? He's seen specters fight before but.. he never thought he would have to do it himself. He'd probably get battered into next week no matter what he did.