#possiblyinsanemerchant

[blossomingsnow]

starter for @possiblyinsanemerchant

[ Blossom had an exhausting day of exploring, gathering spruce wood, and some surface level iron. Which is why he was sitting at his home relaxing and eating the baked potatoes that grew at the front of his house. It's always a relaxing atmosphere, the cold wind blowing gently at his home is comforting to him. ]

[ However, said sound was interrupted when he heard.. a voice and a llama. Ah! It sounds like a Wandering Trader outside. They don't always have something he wants, but it's always good company. ]

[ He opens the double doors of his home and looks around to see... oh, that's not quite what he was expecting. He's seeing a masked human, and a llama was following him. ]

... Well hi there. [ He tilts his head. ] Haven't seen you around before.

[gonnachasethestars]

@possiblyinsanemerchant wanted a plotted starter <3

He'd come, as it was just too warm to stay home today. The beach, prime spot for anyone looking to beat the heat. The sun wasn't so bad when you weren't dressed as much, and to spend time in the water was even better. However...

Photographing on the beach was taking a strange turn.

As he looked over what he'd taken in just the past hour or so, there was a strange conundrum in all of them. Someone was staring at the camera itself, and while that happened sometimes in photography, this guy seemed to be eyeing the lens of the camera in every single one of the tanuki's shots.

Was it a coincidence?

That was what he'd been pondering, as he sits on his beach towel. Maybe he'd get ice cream soon, to take his mind off of this strange occurrence.

[nebuliskenetic]

drew up these tw✦ guys i met fr✦m mem✦ry

the ✦ne with the rings is.. hard t✦ nail d✦wn. can’t explain it well.

[shinigxmi-muses]

Continued // @possiblyinsanemerchant

    His odd appearance aside, the clarifying opinions he held were invaluable. Too far removed from humanity, by this point, Kaguya had to start becoming creative when it came to such matters as...humor. It was a way to be “relatable” and “fun”... For whatever that stood for on this helpless planet.

    She could not shake the idea that they were all weaklings and couldn’t be depended on to save them from any sort of dire situation, but... That is what a mother is for, no? They can do their damnedest and a half to protect themselves, but she would be there to be the nail in the coffin.

    And hmph! To see and hear them react so, as if she had not done them a favor! Kaguya had been quite precise, this time: picking a building which was tagged for demolition before annihilating it with her abilities. She had done a favor AND provided good service! These screams and the running away was quite insulting.

    ...At least the odd masked man still stood there. Voice trembling, but otherwise speaking to her. However...

    Her pale eyes narrowed in open disapproval. Not humorous?! For a “ lot “ of the populace? And who within the galaxy was...Vyvyan...Basterd? (The name sounded like a swear word. Was this a joke? Must be less funny than her building act, she was sure.)

    Kaguya’s eyes were narrowed at him for an uncomfortably long time, before her mouth finally deigned to move.

    “...So it isn’t? And you would know of...comedy, masked one?” Perhaps he may. Were not people fond of masks? Yet, did that apply to their amusements, as well...? “I would have thought violence amusing, given the penchant for slapping and the like I’ve seen. No matter.”

    She turns to look at her work, then back to the little man before her.

    “...You would know better of this “humor” thing, then, wouldn’t you? I would instruct you to...educate me, on this matter.”

[phoenix-flamed]

🐭 but that's because the awk vibes just hit me at the most random of times and your writing is excellent

I WILL HUG YOU, FRIEND <3 I know I still don't know anything about OFF, but I'm still so happy you followed me over from my Quintus blog onto this blog ; o ; I love seeing you on my Dash, and one of these days we're going to officially interact!

[miseriiicorde]

I'm sorry, I saw that previous ask and I had to do something -

Amazing 100/100

[godsiick]

Zacharie takes a quick peek at the entire situation. It's a bit indescribable at this point, though it doesn't stop him from muttering: 《well... it could have been worse.》

PROMPTS FOR PATCHING UP WOUNDS || Accepting

He was uncertain of what to even say. "Mhmm..." It was a low sound, being in no mood to offer much more than that. He certainly wasn't the most talkative man.

No, the Batter was certainly more of the strong silent type. Even as he stood, not completely uninjured, barely sparing a glance to his merchant companion.

"It's over." He seemed disinterested in even the aching exhaustion creeping up on him after such a battle. "I'm done here." He was a simple man on a mission, sparing no time for even admiration of his purification job well done.

[un-chained-a]

The thought of 'narcissism' didn't go hidden. Narinder who's able to read thoughts and minds, read it loud and clear. "I need an alter for my followers to worship. To store devotion. Do people not worship statues of gods from where you're from?" Narinder asks Zacharie, walking over to where the statue was and where his followers surrounded it, all bowed and praying.

"I do have a castle, where I sleep and reside. Along with my most loyal servants and followers. There are barracks too." He gestures to where a castle was in the distance, towering over all.

"I am the lucky bastard," the feline replies, looking unimpressed. "I was once chained in purgatory by my siblings. I became free once the Lamb, my Vessel, freed me.. Though there were some... complications. But in the end we live our own lives and are under a truce-- The Lamb and I."

Teleportation was always an experience. In some cases, it was pleasant and quick - nothing more than a simple thought and a flick of the wrist. With how Zacharie did it, it took a little more effort, but the experience wasn't as terrible as actually travelling through the Nothingness.

He didn't expect to actually float before being dragged through a pentagram like some demonic entity. That was new, and for a moment, he staggered - barely managing to centre himself on the settlement.

《This is…certainly something.》 Zacharie said, looking up at the statue. "Narcissism" floated through his thoughts, but he waved it away.《I was expecting more of a fortress, or army barracks.》

《Also it's a nice name for a cult - mysterious enough. Who's the lucky freed bastard?》

[wyvern-flames]

Can you fight god?

“I may not have the composition, but I do have the will…” And, boy, shall he use that will as a weapon.

“I cannot last much long…” Ansel is stalling for time until Clive gets here.

Clive is but a few hundred yalms away!

tagged by: @waloedrex (thank youuu! this was fun!)

tagging: @wiivre @restorias @possiblyinsanemerchant @dragoonsecond and anyone else who would like to do this, consider yourself tagged!

[cleansingwrath]

"Are you the chief of the specters?", the Batter said. The Add-Ons behind him hovered.

No, you duck, I'm your Puppeteer.

"The stories change a lot given time. It is best to make sure you are still pure." he replied, grip on his bat steady. The Add-Ons watched.

Nope, I propitiate them, but I'm no floating bedsheet.

In 2014, at the height of OFF hype, I begun an ask blog for Zacharie @possiblyinsanemerchant. Three years later, I was possessed by the spirit of the Batter and started this blog as well. OFF hype has died out since then, but I occasionally revisit, mostly through Zacharie (contact me there! I'm not always able to check DMs here).

But the death of OFF's fanbase means that in effect, the Batter has become as unmoored as Zacharie. What this means for the Puppet and Puppeteer is that the mission (and writing) has become a bit...free-flow.

I've no idea how to use pinned posts - last I used tumblr was 2019 and that was brief; my style of writing has evolved quite a bit as well, so there might be some disconnect. It certainly has become more pedantic and sarcastic, blame higher academia for that. [1]

Anyway:

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[1] It has led me developing a fetish for footnotes. Behold, the next Terry Pratchett and the resurgence of the unnecessary footnote era.

"Prepare to be purified." Without warning, Epsilon glowed, sending patterns twisting across the party. Strings erupted from Alpha, attempting to reach the bedsheet-wearing Puppeteer figure which yelped and leaped back. Space twisted as Omega executed a Competence, and the Batter leapt, bat raised.

Oh my god you multiomnicidal pedalo-loving bastard!

[tuppencelog]

@possiblyinsanemerchant replied to your post “(( i may be still trying to get the twoxblues feeling back but tupp’s...”

"T͢͝e̢͟l͟͞ļ̛ he̕ŗ n̶o͢t͡͞ t̵͡o̶͡ h͠ol̢͢d̀ ̵̡b̸a̶̸̕c̶k͠͞.̷͠͝"

(( you’re going to unleash hell if you allow it ))

[twoxblues]

@possiblyinsanemerchant

“That’s either your sarcastic tone or it’s normal for you to talk that way.”

[adam-eve-nierrp]

They had been walking for some minutes, but curiosity was something Eve couldn't hold.

"Tell me! Brother, tell me where we're going already!" Eve exclaimed with a jump. Adam couldn't help but sigh and nod.

"Alright. Suprise, I suppose. We are going to the theme park." Adam replied, pointing towards the fireworks in the distance. Eve's eyes shone and he started rushing away.

"This is a great surprise, Brother!" he screamed while running towards the fireworks. He didn't hear Adam's words after that, since someone caught his eyes.

Who was that? He stopped and observed, not sure if he should say anything. What could he be? An android, machine or what? Those simple questions led to a simple outcome. He rapidly asked. "What are you...?"

@possiblyinsanemerchant

[nebuliskenetic]

((i’ve been getting silly with tanree’s expressions today sdiufsdfhsduh

also took another crack at drawing @possiblyinsanemerchant​ bc i’m having fun here.))

[shinigxmi-muses]

He looks at the paper in his hand, and reads it out aloud: "And this is Jackass!"

The pressure in the air got heavier. He knows something terrible is going to happen and he is just. Reserved and ready, at this point.

Send “And This is Jackass” to catch my muse doing something incredibly stupid, dangerous, and/or purposely painful

"They will see. I know how to perform a...joke." Her intention would've been that one of her many descendants would've found the paper which spelt her intentions. Something "hip" with the young ones, to her understanding. So when footsteps approached, Kaguya did as she had mentally foreseen as a "humorous" outcome...

Blasting a building to pieces. With minimal effort. Just by outstretching her hand.

She turned, expecting to see a familiar face... Only to see a mask? Kaguya blinked, then turned to look about. None of her children had found it...? A part of her was sorely disappointed and wishing to take her anger out on this stranger.

...But maybe he could provide insight? This may prove invaluable yet, to showing the bounds of her deep insight...for "lethal humor." Did explosions and violence not appeal to some?

"You are...not whom I expected," she started, staring down at him. Then, with no further elaboration on that, gestured to the remains of a to-be-demolished building. "Clarify this to me: was this not a humorous gesture?"

[wasbctter]

( @possiblyinsanemerchant​ started following. )

Zacharie. Not exactly a friend of his, neither an enemy-- just an acquaintance, plain and simple. Still, the purifier finds the man behind the name quite peculiar. Why the mask? Is there a reason for it, perhaps a secret preferred to be hidden? Alas, he is not one to give in to mere curiosity, not often. There is more pressing matters at hand. And a dented, nearly broken cast iron. Too much bludgeoning, apparently.

“ Salut, Zacharie. ” A normal greeting despite the monotone. “ I believe I am in need of your services. ”