hostile-divinity

[hostile-divinity]

noxiousasceticism:

He seems to pick up on how the other stops speaking as well as the look he’s given. How unsettling… “More of a looker than a talker, huh?” Follow up with a hesitant laugh.

His staring continues until the comment is made. The purity’s eyes close slowly and he turns his head away from the other.

. . .

#noxiousasceticism #the stubborn jackass makes a joke??

[hostile-divinity]

noxiousasceticism:

“I’m afraid that part of the package comes pre-installed.” There’s a low hum behind the mask and he crosses his arms.

The dissatisfaction is clear on his expression but his retort about uninstalling something else is withheld. He’s aware that it would only give the vendor an excuse to continue speaking. ...not that he needed one.

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

His eyes follow the multifaceted merchant languidly.

“And yet, it hasn’t managed to shut you up.”

“My Batter is gone! My Batter is dead!”

His voice sounds happy and chipper, but there’s a very real emptiness inside that he’s trying to hide.

#noxiousasceticism #appears out of the Nothingness to throw this out

[hostile-divinity]

His expression had returned to its default, judgmental scowl. After having such an easy pass through this file he had expected more than just a measly ‘2′.

“Speak concisely, are those two files worth my time?”

He had no reason to go out of his way to get the same exact items but with more fuss. If crashing through generic files was more lucrative than he had no interest in the others.

All for Naught :: Closed

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[hostile-divinity]

This was by far one of the quickest and least problematic gathering of Orbs he had ever experienced. He can still feel the rush of each one as he used them and craved more. With each one they gathered he found himself moving a bit quicker.

When they finally reach the final chest in the merchant’s office he kicks the lock off and retrieves the final Orb. He pauses and admires the way the light makes the stone glitter; holding it up and rotating it between his fingers. There is the faintest hint of a sadistic grin as he crushes it in his fist and absorbs the stat boost.

As the fine, powdery remains of it slowly fade he releases a quiet sigh. This was a good run.

“Are there more places like this?”

All for Naught :: Closed

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

He trails directly behind him again so that he can watch his small movements and gestures. It's obvious that his forced guide is thinking very intently about his current situation; why wouldn’t he? His purifier had been slaughtered and his life was now in the hands of the murderer.

It’s not as if it mattered much to him, it wasn’t going to change anything on his side of the “deal”.

But it did offer him a nice bit of quiet as they walked. It wouldn’t take long to find the aforementioned items if they had spawned as normal.

It would make much more of a mess if he would have to go through the trouble of purifying the place in order to acquire them.

All for Naught :: Closed

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

His scowl seems to deepen as he sees the harsh light and abundant greenery. It failed to impress him more than it frustrated him over his own situation.

“We’ll start from the beginning. I am here for all of them.”

He was uninterested in the residents of this file; if he was able to gather all of the Orbs without encountering a single one than that would just make all of this much faster.

All for Naught :: Closed

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

The social pet-names were an annoyance but he was familiar with the type. His cleats tail behind him silently and a little more casually. The Batter’s hands remain empty as he walks with his eyes trained to the back of the merchant’s head.

Once through the Nothingness and into the next zone, he finally speaks again.

“What is the range of your teleportation?”

All for Naught :: Closed

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

The scowl on his face seemed to loosen slightly as the other knew exactly of what he was searching for. At least he could use the brain he had for more than counting credits. 

“You mean we will.”

He stepped closer until he was clearly invading personal space; the shadow of his cap only making his expression more hostile, “Move.”

All for Naught :: Closed

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[hostile-divinity]

ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

#tumblrbot

[hostile-divinity]

He let him speak in his vague form; he could care less of who was in the file.

“Are the items of the file still intact?”

It would become very clear to the merchant that his mission was not focused on mass-genocide but more on ... theft. Death followed him but it was not what he needed.

All for Naught :: Closed

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

“Prove useful and you’ll find yourself in that state perpetually.”

'Don’t, and I’ll just kill you.’ Vocalizing his violent demands were unnecessary with the aura he was giving off. If the merchant was aware of what happened to his Batter while he was away then there was no need to explain himself.  

His eyes narrowed as he continued to judge the creature in front. At least he had not attempted to run; it meant that he wasn’t an idiot but a survivor. Maybe that meant he would last a fair amount of time before his use was worn out.

“Where were you going to go after spying here?”

All for Naught :: Closed

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

His head tips back a bit further, eyes staring calculatingly at the other. Any merchant that had the desire and time enough on his hands to actually ‘make friends’ was an anomaly. Perhaps they simply had different ideas of how the term ought to be used, “So you know them well, remember their locations.”

The statement was said in a rhetorical manner; it’s not as if he even thought of this as a conversation. He followed up with, “You will take me to them.”

All for Naught :: Closed

#noxiousasceticism

[hostile-divinity]

A comparison doodle of my two Batters; Gabe and Lukas.

They are really different.

#Gabe #comparison

[hostile-divinity]

Their eye levels were a bit easier to match but the Batter’s still had to tilt down slightly. Hands slipped partially into his pockets as he responded, “’Friends?’ That is laughable.”

It’s not as if the journal didn’t provide him with enough information to continue his journey. “Who are these friends of yours?” But it’s one thing to read a book and another to live it; this merchant could be useful to him.

All for Naught :: Closed

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[hostile-divinity]

His dark eyes were shadowed by his cap but the stillness of his body combined with the slow bob of the cube added to the discomfort that he brought. He closed the book with a snap and it vanished into his inventory. Cleated shoes lifted slightly and then snapped back as he hopped from the block.

There was no noise as he landed and continued to be silent as he walked between the cubes. “You are much more reasonable then he but that’s probably because you only truly care for yourself.”

The position of his hands on his backpack straps was a clear indication that he was not intending to strike. Funny that he chose to stand there even when his death was staring him in the face. He hummed, “The shame is on you for not taking better care of your plans. .. And now they’re gone.” 

The Batter stopped not far from him and questioned, “What are your intentions now?”

All for Naught :: Closed

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[hostile-divinity]

It was hard to miss any sort of sound or presence when not a single soul should have been left alive. Even with the shadow of the figure coming through the doorway the Batter doesn’t make any movement other than flipping pages. He had paused on one that seemed to strike a key in his memory but when it proved to be nothing he jumped another couple pages.

“I suppose that having seen two alternates in one file would mean that I shouldn’t be surprised by a second merchant appearing.” His eyes remained on the journal as he had found a few more interesting things. 

“I assume that you belong to Joel then. Have you come to avenge him?” The names he read from Wide Angle matched up with the ones in the book.

“It seems to be the trend.” He glanced up and eyed him. 

All for Naught :: Closed

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