#♕ A Nice Game For Cute Children

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So uh what you doing in your free time????

"Purification of the unholy spirits that haunt this land. Their corruption and subsequent eradication is unavoidable."

I don't know what you expected from the Batter, honestly. He doesn't do much apart from, well, bashing specter's heads in.

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For whoever :]

❛ Save your hate for those who deserve it more. ❜ 

- Zacharie from the-batter

He can barely hear Zacharie over the ringing in his ears.

That insufferable, beloved, divine ringing.

Zacharie's blood tastes like static. It tastes mild but the smell is pungent, thick in the air like the scent of freshly printed paper and the spices flavoring meat that permeates each of his shops. the smell of sugar in the air. He doesn't know how blood can smell metallic but sweet.

The ringing gets worse, anxiety pounding in his head like hammers on glass, the Batter grips his head and eyes shut tight. His nails chew into his scalp like a prayer. It pounds, it pounds.

Then he feels hands lacing between his fingers from the backs of his hands, coiled tight enough to be restraining, not enough to hurt. he recognizes the feeling of blood trickling down his arm, seeping slowly into his undershirt, and the cloth wrapped around the hands.

Zacharie disregards the teeth marks indented the flesh of his hand, over one of his knuckles, as he holds the Batter's fingers back from breaking skin. Slowly pulling his hands back by lacing his fingers in the gaps between the Batter's fingers with more strength than the Batter anticipates from a lowly merchant.

he is a lowly merchant, but he is kind.

He is kind, and the Batter feels like weeping.

His eyes sting, but maybe that's just because of the light and the headache. He tells himself it is, but his God knows better.

"Save your hate for those who deserve it more." Zacharie's words are soft and mild, gentle on the tongue as it is on the ears, a reassurance, a forgiveness. The Batter feels he doesn't deserve to be spoken to as kindly as he does.

"Come now, my friend, you cannot be pained forever."

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Response - @the-batter

Zacharie's good nature, as it often does, lands him in the face of what feels like betrayal to a friend he doesn't think he ever had. His efforts of bringing comfort to an end that could not have been stopped turned back on him like the teeth of snakes he was wise enough to see but did not step back from. He can taste the uproar, he can taste the expired cinnamon of the cake that the Prince will never enjoy, and he can taste the boys fear.

Thick and plastered in layers on his tongue, he can see the heat of sickly yellows and seething blood oranges coloring the skyline he can barely catch from his peripherals. It feels like anxiety, like the boy knows whats coming, of who is coming, but of course he does. it feels like the moments before family take arms against eachother in a fight they both will not win, the screaming match between the mother, the father, and the unfortunate third family friend who tried to weigh comfort on the back of both but no sooner than he did was it shrugged off and the teeth were directed to him instead.

Zacharie knows he could leave, he knows he could turn heel and walk away, let this ending play out the way he knows it will.

But Hugo does not deserve to die alone. He won't, not with the Father coming, but Zacharie would sooner be called for treason than he would become coward enough to leave the boy without some knowledge that someone, someone with the mind still inside, wants to make things better than how they will become.

the merchant hopes it would bring comfort. But we already know how that always turns out, don't we?

"Perhaps so, my lady, but I have only ever been doing what was asked of me. Perhaps it is my fault, in the end, for resigning myself to neutrality."

Zacharie shifts his feet, shifts his mask, and the wind rolls as Hugo's anxiety builds higher like a tower so surely soon to fall. he can feel the ridges of the storm's tension, the ugly colors of the sky before the hurricane takes its place on this stage set of the party Hugo never asked for. Guilt is staining the words as Zacharie trails off, and he dips his head.

Maybe it was his fault. But it's too late now.

"Should the guilty be found for punishment? The executioner is already on his way, I doubt he'll mind four to fall. He never has before."

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“  we should get a pet.  ”

For whoever again!

- Hugo the-batter

It'd been a calm day- sometime early in this world, if the concept of internal time was anything to be trusted. Enoch had taken settlement next to Hugo for the time he did, an often occurrence: Enoch often enjoyed Hugo's presence, even if it was just watching over the small boy as the lord did his work. Hugo had won a soft spot in each of the guardian's hearts, and with good reason: the boy was kind, even if at times it was felt-- especially by Dedan --that his kind heart and best intentions might fall him to the wayside, some nights Enoch would stay up later than would be reasonable with Dedan or Her Majesty discussing it, and although it did not weigh on Enoch as much as Dedan, and although Japhet felt confident in that good-nature and kindness would win Hugo good things, that worry was still there.

but they'd protect him. An agreement each of the Guardians had taken each discussion. They would protect their little Godling, even if it risked themselves to do it.

but it would never be enough.

Enoch is popped out of his thoughts upon Hugo's utterance besides him, the lord looks down at Hugo who's leaning against him, idly staring up at Enoch. Enoch smiles, a genuine kind smile.

"Oh? should we now? A pet is very big responsibility, you know,"

Hugo hums, kneading his hands into the large piece of meat he liked to keep around. It never went rotten or dirty, which was nice considering Hugo took it everywhere. Enoch continues after a moment

"Besides, our beloved Firebird is enough of a pet, isn't he?"

Enoch could hear an indignant squawk from Japhet, the Firebird in question, as he overhears the conversation from his book. the bird clicks and makes small pops of squawks at Enoch in a snippy manner, who smiles fondly. Hugo seems amused.

"I may be the same feathered-and-beaked as the rest of my kin, but I am no pet!" Enoch chuckles, and Japhet makes a whistling sound that indicated a sigh. "Despite, you should bring this talk to the Father, not squabbling and planning behind his back, you see!"

"I'm listening."

Japhet makes another louder indignant squawk as he's caught off-guard by the Batter speaking up in the hallway. Enoch chuckles again well naturedly, and offers a hand of comfort to Hugo. The Batter was an intimidating person, even to his son.

"Well then? Should a new pet be acceptable, my liege?"

Enoch inquires, hoping for the best. the Batter leans against the doorway, thinking for a long few minutes. his four eyes are downcast, his hat missing, and although he's less frightening with ruffled hair, he was still something to fear if only for the power he holds. the Batter glances at Hugo, then looks away.

"A calf would be acceptable, I suppose."

You can almost hear Dedan's wails of dismay even through Enoch and Hugo's victory.

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☕ ! - Hand hold for reassurance. :]

The Batter's hand twitches and he pulls away nearly instantly upon recognizing the contact, the slightest brush sends his arm flinching and ripping away from Curry. His neck pops from how suddenly he snaps his head to look at Curry with sharpened forbidding eyes- while Curry's bright mock eyes were less intimidating, the sets Batter had were very very real, and all four of them were locked onto the cyan highlighted counterpart with the sort of stare-- not nessecarily angry, but horrible to find settled on you --that probably did the exact opposite of what Curry was reaching to him for.

An ask for comfort being met with a hard stare and a sharp jerk away.

"Do not touch me."

A low toned response- you could hear the sound rumbling in warning. The single add-on buzzes like a bug-zapper behind him. he can hear ringing in his ears, but his God soothes that there is no threat to be found in the well meant, only himself.

The Batter didn't mean to be so harsh, a response that felt crystallized and sanded down simply to rip at Curry who, in all likeliness, had nothing but the best of intent in mind when reaching for the Batter's hand. He really didn't mean to be so...

Well.

You already know what the Batter is like enough to finish that sentence, don't you?

or at least, what he used to be.

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I wanted to say to Batter, but I thought Zach might make it more inch resting 👀

“  How  many  time  do  I  have  to  keep  putting  you  down,  till  you  stay  down?  I’m  getting  tired  of  this  dance.  ”

- Enoch from the-batter

Zacharie was often not one for picking fights, especially with the high and mighty. He was the neutral Shopkeep, at least- That's what he often was.

but every day is a new day, and there are times when compromise and neutrality slink their ways out of backdoors, and conflict raises its ugly, ravenette, burning face from its last meal.

Initially, this had gone as a simple business trip. A friendly voyage as to convince Enoch to allow the merchant to put up shop officially in one of the buildings, a permanent settlement in his otherwise haphazard schedule. but a debate of price and placement turned into something more aggressive than anticipated, and before the clock stuck 9, Zacharie's leather boots were already burning holes into themselves.

Zacharie may have been faster than Enoch- the lord of this toothpaste-defiling-colored land of orange hues and mint greens -but even with his swiftness, stamina was not without its ending point. The Shopkeep could feel his breath running short in his chest like cut lines in a very unfortunate game of jump rope. He knew, in all reasonablility, that Enoch could do no damage that this world of binary and code could not undo; put the merchant back together piece by piece and turn back the clock until it was nothing but a blinking notification on someone's desktop of 'Repair complete'

that did not mean the process was by any means enjoyable.

he found himself cornered at a railing overlooking an ocean of plastic, they were higher than anticipated overtop, and Zacharie tried for a smile and a witty comeback, something that might've in all honestly fed the flames of the furnaces if the bodies weren't doing well enough fuel. his voice was wheezed, he'd not be shocked if Enoch could hear it even with the sound of sloshing plastic and pluming smokestacks.

" Down, you say? I'm afraid you'll be getting your wish. "

A hook and a shove, and he was cast overboard.

well, if nothing else, he knew how to swim- and knew better than to debate the retail market with someone three stories high, yes?

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♕VERSES.

… [Default] ♕ A Nice Game For Cute Children

- The original storyline. The Batter is on his mission with his guide to purify the world. The Guardians are aware of him, but not of his full threat. The player is nervous. 

- Note! I’m not very strict whatsoever when it comes to timeline-esque placement! due to this, in one post/ask the Batter might be interacting with Enoch, and the next he might be in Zone 0 in the very beginning, and the third he’s in the fight with Vader. there’s very little consistency, time wise, so don’t dress about it!

… ♕ Eveing Hangman

- The orignal storyline, up till the end. The players doubt from Zone 2 onward is further brought with the entry to Zone 3. The Player decides to stop the purification, exhausted with the murder, and is faced with the Batter’s stubbornness and will to continue. the two argue, and it results in a fight. The Batter and the Player come out alive but brutally harmed. The player, in their panic and guilt, and the Batter in his fear, become one to save eachother’s life.  -PD, or Pendaison is their new name. A Fusion of Batter and his God. The world is never destroyed, the queen never dies, and there is only one guardian left: the so-called God that went unmaimed. Self destruction takes the flooring with his confidence, didn’t it?

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