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The Batsman’s revamped design in my current style. Writing up a demo script for Zone 0 of the Batsman’s demo too! It’s definitely lookin’ good.

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Teaser - Revamped Batsman and a game demo???

Hehe, not to stir the pot too much or anything. I’m hoping to potentially get out a Zone 0 demo of this Batsman game idea I’ve been working on. For now, here’s a teaser shot of his revamped design with my more up-to-date style! Keep an eye on this blog, and feel free to send in some questions! Spoiler: The game’s all about forming a deeper connection with the main character~

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Want to see the Batsman in a full, Fantasy, short story?

Then I (@auraticflow​) got the book for you!

Introducing Fantasy Short Stories Book Four! Please consider checking it out and buying either the Ebook (Link) or Paperback (Link) and supporting the authors who made it! I wrote Artificial Dream, which was inspired by Mortis' Ghost's OFF, featuring the re-worked jovial cricketer, William, in a virtual world! 

If you'd like to contribute to this series in the future, please visit: (Link) And don’t worry! I might return to William/the Batsman’s character in an OFF SpinOFF in the future. 

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Day 1 of @yesterday-wasnt-better ‘s OFF-tober challenge: The Batter

Quietly snuck in a very sour Batsman into the background (Don’t worry! You’ll be around on Day 25! Ssssh it’s a surprise, he doesn’t know that)

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((Just experimented with drawing some sprites. Probably will reduce their detail if in a real game.

...I wonder who would ever be interested in a Batsman OFF fan-game?))

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“Good times, eh~? Cheers mate!”

((Mod Hotel and Mod Flow wish you a happy birthday, mun of @theoriginalsugardaddy blog! Didn't have time to make the best drawing, but we hope you enjoy it anyways! Thanks to the person who kickstarted our blog again, and here’s to another year!))

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Introducing the Kingdom in all its glory - The Batsman, and the diamond add-ons, Hearts, Clubs and Spades.

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-Open RP-

The sportsman whistled as he hit the yellow save block, and his Player clicked on a save slot for their latest adventure. He looked up, and he heard his puppeteer yawn.

“Alright, Batsman, heh. G’night”.

“Goodnight, Player~” The Batsman tipped his hat to them. The Player hummed in delight, as his comment showed up on screen. He was unique in the way that he spoke to his Players frequently.

His guide clicked off, and he sat down by the block, tending to his equipment. Pulling out a small cloth, he began to scrub clean the blood off his beloved cricket bat.

A shadow fell over him.

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“’Ello luv, having a good day so far?”

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What do you think of other sports, like baseball?

Baseball? But that’s not cricket!

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RP with @theoriginalsugardaddy

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The monochrome cricketer inhaled deeply, the intoxicatingly sweet scent of the sugar flooded his senses. He exhaled slowly, fluttering his eyes open to gaze upon his surroundings. The Batsman had just entered a sugar storage room, and mountains of sugar were scattered about the place.

“W-Well,” The Batsman took a step back to steady himself, raising a hand to his head, feeling slightly dizzy. “I wasn’t expecting the air to be so… heavy”.

The room was enveloped in a white flash for a moment, and the Batsman shielded his eyes, blinking. His Player had just taken a ‘screenshot’, and he felt their presence weaken for the moment. They weren’t watching him.

At first, the Batsman groaned lightly. Yet another couple of minutes spent waiting. But he had an idea.

Walking over to a pile of sugar, he scanned his surroundings warily before removing a glove, and taking a pinch of the substance from the mountain. The Batsman lifted his fingers to his lips and licked it off with a delighted hum.

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But there was nobody left to swoon.

For while the Director was imagining scenarios, a small, unfolded piece of paper was lying on the ground behind Enoch. On the back of it was a document relating to sugar production - must have been one of the papers the Elsen had dropped.

The note reads,

“I apologise for the abrupt departure, but I must be off to save the zones from more of the impurities my dear Director, but it was so much fun while it lasted~

The Batsman~♡ “.

RP with @theoriginalsugardaddy

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The monochrome cricketer inhaled deeply, the intoxicatingly sweet scent of the sugar flooded his senses. He exhaled slowly, fluttering his eyes open to gaze upon his surroundings. The Batsman had just entered a sugar storage room, and mountains of sugar were scattered about the place.

“W-Well,” The Batsman took a step back to steady himself, raising a hand to his head, feeling slightly dizzy. “I wasn’t expecting the air to be so… heavy”.

The room was enveloped in a white flash for a moment, and the Batsman shielded his eyes, blinking. His Player had just taken a ‘screenshot’, and he felt their presence weaken for the moment. They weren’t watching him.

At first, the Batsman groaned lightly. Yet another couple of minutes spent waiting. But he had an idea.

Walking over to a pile of sugar, he scanned his surroundings warily before removing a glove, and taking a pinch of the substance from the mountain. The Batsman lifted his fingers to his lips and licked it off with a delighted hum.

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Are you going around and just beating everyone with that cricket bat?

“Heh, not quite dear anon - my mission is to save the world. I only strike down those who are corrupt; I wish to make this world a better place. And I always have time for a spot of cricket, or tea. I’d certainly be up for a game to prove my merit, if that is what you desire~”.

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"Of course, of course, I apologise," The Batsman grins cheekily, following Enoch without hesitation. "But what is a man to do when a brilliant behind like that is swaying in front of me?" the Batsman asks cheekily, aiming to appeal more to the Director.

They walk for a little more, with the Batsman now looking ever more eagerly for a way out of this Labyrinth and the Zone, before getting another idea to try and distract the guardian. He gently taps the end of the Bat in his hands and in a low growl adds, "This can be used for more than just batting~"

RP with @theoriginalsugardaddy

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The monochrome cricketer inhaled deeply, the intoxicatingly sweet scent of the sugar flooded his senses. He exhaled slowly, fluttering his eyes open to gaze upon his surroundings. The Batsman had just entered a sugar storage room, and mountains of sugar were scattered about the place.

“W-Well,” The Batsman took a step back to steady himself, raising a hand to his head, feeling slightly dizzy. “I wasn’t expecting the air to be so… heavy”.

The room was enveloped in a white flash for a moment, and the Batsman shielded his eyes, blinking. His Player had just taken a ‘screenshot’, and he felt their presence weaken for the moment. They weren’t watching him.

At first, the Batsman groaned lightly. Yet another couple of minutes spent waiting. But he had an idea.

Walking over to a pile of sugar, he scanned his surroundings warily before removing a glove, and taking a pinch of the substance from the mountain. The Batsman lifted his fingers to his lips and licked it off with a delighted hum.

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“Oh, I was only doing what you seemed to have requested for me to do~” The Batsman cheekily responds. He looks to the Elsen, letting go of the beast for now, and steps towards them. “Here, let me help”. “Of--Of course, sir” The inhabitant mumbles, already kneeling down to gather the papers. The Batsman swiftly accumulates the rest, and levels them out on the floor before handing them to the worker. “T-Thank you”. “Anytime~” The Player above them fawns over the Batsman’s good deed, which makes the Batsman feel pleased. The Elsen heads off, and the do-gooder turns back to Enoch, with a smile. There is a somewhat dirty, yet playful glint in his eyes. "Let us carry on, monsieur~"

RP with @theoriginalsugardaddy

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The monochrome cricketer inhaled deeply, the intoxicatingly sweet scent of the sugar flooded his senses. He exhaled slowly, fluttering his eyes open to gaze upon his surroundings. The Batsman had just entered a sugar storage room, and mountains of sugar were scattered about the place.

“W-Well,” The Batsman took a step back to steady himself, raising a hand to his head, feeling slightly dizzy. “I wasn’t expecting the air to be so… heavy”.

The room was enveloped in a white flash for a moment, and the Batsman shielded his eyes, blinking. His Player had just taken a ‘screenshot’, and he felt their presence weaken for the moment. They weren’t watching him.

At first, the Batsman groaned lightly. Yet another couple of minutes spent waiting. But he had an idea.

Walking over to a pile of sugar, he scanned his surroundings warily before removing a glove, and taking a pinch of the substance from the mountain. The Batsman lifted his fingers to his lips and licked it off with a delighted hum.

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-Notice (OOC)-

Feel free to also chat in private, send an ask, or make a post about roleplaying! We’re looking forward to your input~

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“You are most welcome, my good man!” The Batsman tips his hat, now able to breathe. He has never felt so grateful for the somewhat ghastly taste of smoke to be filling his lungs than this moment. The Player is having an excellent time watching his little acts, and the cricketer feels no less than amused about this whole turn of events. He however does not let his guard down, eyes darting about, examining every corridor, searching for air ducts.

The Batsman respectfully applauds the pose the Director gives him with a grin. ‘Hmm, you’re certainly asking for this...’

He decides to get closer.

“Ah that. Well, my purpose here, there, and heh, everywhere is to make the world a better place. I entered Zone 3, and almost immediately found myself batting down on spectres and all manner of beasties. In the end I found myself here - curiosity and fate it seems, guided my steps. There is also.. this!",

SMACK!

A, strong, pale hand far more miniscule in size than Enoch’s full moon...

...Had just smacked the Director’s a--

“D-DIRECTOR!” The two turned to see an Elsen behind the Batsman, who had just dropped all their papers in absolute surprise. The Player above the monochrome puppeteer was howling in laughter. 

‘Probably crying tears of joy, by the sounds of it’ the Batsman mused with a smirk. Flabbergasted, the inhabitant asked, 

“A-ARE YOU OKAY?”

“He’s fine,” The Batsman began, before grabbing ahold of some of that meat in his hand, and ‘pinching’ it as best he could. Taking advantage of the situation, he looks down the corridor the Elsen just came from. Maybe there’s an exit there-- is that... natural light?

Lowering his voice a few octaves, he adds, “I was merely escorting our fellow Director here to his office~”.

RP with @theoriginalsugardaddy

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The monochrome cricketer inhaled deeply, the intoxicatingly sweet scent of the sugar flooded his senses. He exhaled slowly, fluttering his eyes open to gaze upon his surroundings. The Batsman had just entered a sugar storage room, and mountains of sugar were scattered about the place.

“W-Well,” The Batsman took a step back to steady himself, raising a hand to his head, feeling slightly dizzy. “I wasn’t expecting the air to be so… heavy”.

The room was enveloped in a white flash for a moment, and the Batsman shielded his eyes, blinking. His Player had just taken a ‘screenshot’, and he felt their presence weaken for the moment. They weren’t watching him.

At first, the Batsman groaned lightly. Yet another couple of minutes spent waiting. But he had an idea.

Walking over to a pile of sugar, he scanned his surroundings warily before removing a glove, and taking a pinch of the substance from the mountain. The Batsman lifted his fingers to his lips and licked it off with a delighted hum.