❝ Dreads The Grave.

— “ …thank you. ”

keiichi, face now darker red than he even thought possible, clung to the offered jacket like his life depended on it. he hid behind the red-head the best he could and with a double take at the streets around him, he threw it on over his shoulders. it came down significantly past his hips, but it wasn’t quite enough to cover the petticoat under the cursed dress.

he thought for a moment at how he must look, in a maid dress cowering behind battler in his jacket, the only thing giving him away as male being the layer of hair on his legs. he grimacedand swiped the cat ears quickly off of his head.

“ i’m sure they’ve noticed i’m gone by now. my house isn’t too far from here but that’s probably the first place they’ll look and they’ll have it guarded… satoko probably set up some traps… i don’t imagine you’re up for fighting through a crowd of terrifyingly organized girls? ”

‘ Let ‘em at me! I’ll show those girls a man’s pride is nothing to stomp on! Ihihi~! ’

The sorcerer chuckled. Being a piece on the board it seemed like he wasn’t able to use his magic to get the two out of this, but Battler had other techniques to deal with unruly women. He just had to get his sommelier finger warmed up! 

He could see the defeat in Keiichi’s eyes. He had experienced the same before... Of course that ended with the redhead being cannibalized, luckily this situation wasn’t as dire, but the shame in Keiichi’s eyes. Battler could say the brunette’s very soul was cannibalized by those carnivorous she-devils.

Your familiar;; ~ Eagle ~

Like the Eagle, an animal well known for its symbolism of a brave soul, you are not afraid to step outside your comfort zone and face the unknown. You follow your heart, and let your fiery spirit lead the way through life's adventures. This familiar is said to be a symbol of light, and will encourage you to follow your passions in life and dare to complete goals that no one has been bold enough to try before! An Eagle familiar will help their master in battle, protect them from enemies, and lead them towards adventures in life.

This familiar represents;;

-Bravery -Strong spirit -Adventurousness -Responsibility -Strength -Dignity 

tagged by stole from: @unladylikc

‘ Tell me do you know what you seek from this Golden Land? ’

The sorcerer calmly asked the other. This was a typical question asked to any new wanderers in his territory. He wouldn’t be a very good head of this land if he didn’t ask and evaluate motives of his invited guests.

‘ Do you want knowledge? Wealth? Or maybe a place to spend eternity? ’

Moved away, he said? This was adding up strangely. Not that many people aside from her wouldknow this, but while plenty moved away from Hinamizawa, not many would be able to manage a full departure. Because of the affects of Hinamizawa Syndrome as well as the draw to the parasite’s natural Queen Carrier, anyone who had lived in Hinamizawa - even for a short time - would most certainly be infected. Moving from town after that was, in no uncertain terms, a warrant for disaster to befall that person. Many who ended up moving from town at one point or another would return to seek what they believed to be Oyashiro-sama’s forgiveness, thinking themselves cursed.

“Ahhh, okay! I see now, I see.” she makes sure to respond in a cheery manner as usual to maintain her credibly happy appearance. On the inside, though? She’s reflecting on this information. It’s not possible for his father to have lived in Hinamizawa when he was young but move away and have never came back, while still seemingly doing fine and even suggesting his son come alone to experience the festival. This could only mean that whoever Battler was, he was lying about his reasons for being there.

Furthermore, never before in a time loop had she seen a person with this name or appearance, he was a stray who had now unexpectedly become a spectator on this game board. Hopefully not for the worse. If he didn’t belong here, however, who was he? And where did he come from? His displacement in his setting had to mean something, because if it didn’t - then why would he even have appeared?

“You should join up with my club during the festival! There are a few of us who are probably closer to your age, we were planning on having some contests before the ceremony, ni-paaah.”

The redhead smiled when it looked like his lie took. Battler metaphorically pat himself on the back for being able to be quick on his feet. However... If he knew more about this gameboard and Hinamizawa Syndrome he would have had a better chance at bringing attention to himself, but the fact Rika hasn’t called him out he believes he got away with it.

The girl’s cheery behavior was infectious for someone like Battler. He always enjoyed the presence of the youth. He didn’t think he was a good caretaker in the slightest, but as a companion he certainly didn’t mind talking to younger people. In all honesty Battler’s personality was more well received with those growing into adulthood than people his own age.

Like Rika, Battler was reflecting the information he had received. What significance did this festival have? Who was Oyashiro-sama, was it another Beatrice situation? Most importantly, why was he sent here? Most spectator witches don’t interact with the gameboard, so it was obvious now that he was someone’s piece. He had to be, but it was all a very frustrating situation.

It’s useless, it’s all useless. I’m not gonna figure out anything until this festival... I can only hope it’s not as terrifying as what I went through.

‘ You have a club? Yeah, I got nothin’ better going on! I don’t think I really wanna hang out with my old man anyways, so it sounds like fun. Ihihi~! ’

In honesty he just didn’t wanna lose sight of this Bernkastel look alike. If this happened to be related to the work of witches, this girl was probably a key piece in all this, so she was important to keep in sights.

‘ I don’t think I caught your name by the way! ’

❛  big brother battler,  can you tell abigail a story? a really cool one!  ❜

‘ If a cool story is what you want then I’m the right guy to come to! ’

No he’s actual the last person people should go to. He has absolutely no stories.

‘ Let’s see here, have you heard of the big-boobed-beast I conquered at a coffee stand? It’s exciting! ’

CURRENTLY PLAYING;

Battler Ushiromiya (Here.)

WANT TO PLAY;

Rintarou Okabe

Spirit Albarn

Rohan Kishibe

Dio Brando

Kaworu Nagisa

Kotomine Kirei

HAVE PLAYED;

Joseph Joestar

Kurisu Makise

Marisa Kirisame

Reisen U. Inaba

Lelouch vi Britannia

Yumeko Jabami

Willard H. Wright

Black Battler Ushiromiya

Mion Sonozaki

Byakuya Togami

Makoto Naegi

Hajime Hinata

Yusuke Kitagawa

Yosuke Hanamura

A lot more WILL/WOULD PLAY AGAIN:

Joseph Joestar

Mion Sonozaki

Yusuke Kitagawa

Marisa Kirisame

Yumeko Jabami

TAGGED BY: stole from @dekirukoto

The grin turning into a slight frown, Lion stared at their cousin in confusion. Did he not recognize them? They had not altered their looks despite the option to do so, and considering how close the two of them had always been, there should be no way he could not recognize them. But still the surprise was clear on his face when they had called his name.

“Yes, I do suppose it would seem familiar.” Of course the answer was obvious. This was not the Battler from their timeline. Putting on a smile, Lion scolded themself for thinking that fate would be as kind to them. “After all I am from a time close to yours.”

With the situation being as odd as it was, it was for the best to hide the family crest and their identity. Explaining other fragments to someone who was unaware of them was definitely not a reasonable thing to do, especially when not possessing any powers to show it to be true. If there was any time they wished for one of the witches to show up, it certainly was now.

“Well, Master. I do have some questions for you, but firstly let us clear out the most important one; what is it that you wish from the Holy Grail?”

The other’s change of expression confused him. Was his servant already disappointed in him? No it didn’t seem to be that. It seemed like they were holding onto something Battler couldn’t even comprehend, but there was also a certain sadness he felt himself when he looked into the other’s eyes.

‘ Yeah... A lot of you seems familiar actually...? Have we met before? ’

They looked like someone from his childhood, but that would be impossible, because most of his childhood friends were his family and the (non-magical) servants he grew up with.

‘ A period close to mine? So that means, you’re a servant who existed in my era as a human? ’

He was already confused. Servants were supposedly magical beings, deities, and legends from the distant past. It seemed strange there could be a human copy of this servant currently walking around.

‘ What I wish for? I just wanna know what happened to my family... Nothing more. ’

He was straightforward and honest with his plans. Everything surrounding the Ushiromiya was a mystery to him. His Aunt Eva who survived refused to say anything, and Ange seemed to be suffering as much as he was. Battler had to find out whatever the cost, and he sounded determined as he spoke.

At first, his outburst confuses her - something about his exclamation itself seems familiar…

At the same time, however, she doesn’t have much time to dwell on these queries. He begins to introduce himself, as well as ask about the local festival. Indeed, the people of town were preparing for the annual Watanagashi Festival, which took place in June.

“Oh! Watanagashi, you mean…?” It’s strange to have to explain the festival, since it wasn’t often that you’d see people from out of town attend it. There were regularly appearances fromTomitake and Detective Oiishi, but they were a photographer and police worker respectively, which meant they had some work related reason to find interest in attendance. This Battler fellow didn’t look too old himself…

“Well…it’s a festival to give thanks and praise to Oyashiro-sama. He’s the guardian deity of our village. There are…lots of booths and yummy food, and when the ritual dance is performed, we take cotton from the mattresses we’ve split and drift it down the river - to absord and drift away our sins and sadnesses. Battler-san…does your father live here or something…?”

‘ Watanagashi that’s it! I heard my dad raving about it in the car! Ihihi~! ’

Battler was getting too close now and didn’t even realize it. He should probably distance himself from all this as much as possible, but he was curious. This had to be Bernkastel... It had to be, but he couldn’t understand. Was he perhaps living in the past? It didn’t look much different from 1986, so how could it be the past? There was much more that needed to be explained, but he wouldn’t know. The witches (or at least Featherine)  were probably laughing at him right now knowing what will happen next. This made the sorcerer uneasy. Obviously there was gonna be misfortune.

‘ Oyashiro-sama....? ’

There it was, another bizarre legend. Battler immediately grew uncomfortable. This was starting to look like a problem, but there was a reason he had to be here, so he was going to endure what he must. Odds were his endless torture was over, but now he had to witness someone else’s.

‘ Sounds like a real fun festival! I’ll have to join in I guess...! My father? ’

Dammit I should have done a more subtle lie! Ah, she’s young, I got an idea!

‘ Not anymore... He was raised here though at a young age... He told me about this festival and wanted me to take part in a “tradition of his youth.” He moved away from here a looooong time ago, so I don’t think you’d know him. Ihi! ’