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REBLOG IF IT'S OKAY FOR ME TO BOTHER YOU IF YOU'RE MY MUTUAL

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From the inside out the chapel rotted. The days this place of worship listened to the prayers of the less fortunate were long past. Now, this was where Simon resided.

Confused, the grotesque thing stared downward at the top hat through dark sockets on a warped and leathery mask. As he retrieved the hat from the ground he wondered if it had always been there, if somehow he hadn't noticed the district article of clothing until now.

He peered into the opening, his head slowly listed to the side. The darkness inside the hat looked deeper than it should've.

Suddenly Simon was blinded by a bright light which swallowed the shadow inside the hat and covered the fiendish figure. Panicked, Simon tossed the hat and dived behind the pews. Anticipating the worst.

He poked his head over the seat, stupefied by the sudden appearance of a well dressed woman in his home. Cautiously, he continued to observe Zatanna from his hiding place. He rarely interacted with the heroes of Gotham, thus didn't know how he was to handle the situation which landed atop his lap.

-> open starter:

The velvet curtain fluttered, though there was no breeze. A top hat rolled dramatically across the wooden stage all on its own then it came to a stop and with a soft pop. A bouquet of glittering playing cards burst from inside it. A moment later, a trail of sparkles spiraled into the air like confetti and with a flick of light there she was. Grinning like she’d just gotten away with something.

“Ta da!” she beamed, striking a theatrical pose “I was aiming for Paris, but I suppose this place will do.” Her boots clicked as she stepped down from the empty air like it was a staircase only she could see “either I botched the spell or someone around here is just that interesting…” She paused giving the person in front of her a curious once over “hmm… Definitely the second one.”

Then, with a movement of her hand, she conjured a cup of tea that floated beside her, steam curling into the shape of a bunny “so” she grinned “who do I talk to about getting a proper welcome? confetti, trumpets, perhaps a talking cat?”

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Backstory

Simon Dark is the boogeyman the inhabitants of Gotham Village are all too familiar with . A ghoul who wanders the streets at night. He hunts those who have committed acts of evil, from murder to petty thievery, the punishment is always the same. Decapitation at the serrated wire of his garrote.

While no one could ever be sure of where this monstrous mutilator came from, the story that persists involves a cult and a ritual which had taken the life of an ever changing number of teenagers in the area, the most reported being 21.

Personality

Simon is a quiet individual who would much rather be alone with his army of stray cats than with any one. He believes that what he does is great work, removing criminals from the streets, like The Bat Man, just in a more permanent way. Just as his bloodlust is second nature to him, Simon cannot help but be curious as well.

Rules

• The muse who controls this blog is over the age of 18

• I do not do sexual encounters with Simon Dark

• Due to the nature of the character gore may show up in the plot

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Unblinking, he slowly returns his head to an upright position. Raising his hand, he gives Creeper a little wave.

His head cocked to the side, the stranger stared on at The Creeper. His sagging mask, a malformed visage of a human face, did little to convey his silent curiosity.

@s1mondark

*stops in his tracks,feels eyes on him, looks for someone* Hello?! Someone here??

. o O (Feels kinda spooky here.)

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Methodically, slowly, the shape stepped forward. Silent still, he tilted his head to the other side. The bizarrely dressed vigilante looked like nothing Simon had seen before.

His head cocked to the side, the stranger stared on at The Creeper. His sagging mask, a malformed visage of a human face, did little to convey his silent curiosity.

@s1mondark

*stops in his tracks,feels eyes on him, looks for someone* Hello?! Someone here??

. o O (Feels kinda spooky here.)