forum As you wish... (O/O) (Closed)

Started April 29, 2019 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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@Vampiress

Yep, here!

Hello!

(Of course you may!)

Template or no template?

Let's go in blind-you may have to describe the setting. I'm assuming I'll be playing a male (not the butler, you clarified that already)?

You can be male or female. And would you like to decide the gender of my character. I have two demon babies. One female, the other male.

So is it going to be like Black Butler, where my character is of royal/rich decent?
And I feel it appropriate that you chose which character you want, unless you insist on my choosing of your character's gender.

Yes, it is much like black Butler. A high status family. And is your character male or female?

Probably female. I may use Melanie…not the Melanie at the Cafe, the Melanie I use often. I'd have to change her backstory to fit, but that's no biggie. Either that or make a character from scratch.

Alright. So my demon shall be female. Does that work?

That's fine! Shall we begin? I'd prefer you start, but I can if you'd like me to.

Sure thing. Give me a moment.

You're totally fine, love!//

Kura walked briskly down the manor halls, her ruby red eyes glinting in the morning light. She straightens her dress before opening the doors to her mistresses door. "Good morning, my lady." She calls, opening the curtains and letting the sun shine into the room. It made her dark hair seem to have a blue sheen to it and her pale skin even paler. "Time to get up. Busy schedule ahead."

Addilyn sighed, stretching a bit before sitting up, her grey nightgown creasing in some areas. Wiping her hazel eyes before tucking her light-colored brunette hair behind her ears, she could see Kura by the curtain.
"Morning. What's for today? Hopefully nothing immensely tedious." Addilyn shook her head, remembering the previous times she'd done boring tasks. Sure, she liked some girly things, like having her hair done, but every other action depicted by gender seemed…dull. Unnecessary. All but a waste of time. After all, Addilyn was rich, and had experienced childhood joy before the incident. The symbol on her wrist reminded her of that. That childhood could easily be taken away from a child. That she would forever be bound to Kura, and vise versa.

Kura looks at her mental list. "Nothing to tedious. Just some basic meetings. Then you have afternoon horse riding sessions. After that, you have the afternoon off." She ties the curtains back and walks towards her mistress. Time had flown since she had been bound to her young mistress. She was hesitant at first about her mistress. But seeing how frail she was at such a young age, her stone cold heart melted just a tiny bit. And the contract was made. She walks to the tray she had set by her mistresses bed and looks at the young female. "What do you want for your drink this morning, mistress?" She asks, gazing at the other. Her eyes, heavily lashed, had a soft look in her eyes. While demons did not usually show emotions, Kura had some. She was a bit more kind towards children.

"Hm. I think I'll go with tea." Addilyn closed her eyes, putting her weight on the palms of her hands put behind her on the sheets. Though she looked young, Addilyn was fourteen. Not the best age to chastise foolish things, but she was, if not anything, more mature than most girls. Her eyes flickered open, drifting around the room that she had grown oh-so familiar with.

Kura nods and pours the warm tea expertly. She sets the kettle down and hands the cup to her mistress. She smiled a little bit before walking to the closet and picking out the best fit dress. She hums softly, before returning to the mistress. "Breakfast will be server at exactly 8:30 am, from there we'll go to your first meeting of the day. The countess will be coming to visit."

"Of course." Addilyn sipped her tea, seeming lost in her own thoughts. She hadn't ever gotten used to anyone's company besides Kura's, not really understanding anyone else. She never understood people's susceptibility to specific things, and usually it was money. Addilyn saw barely any need to spend any money; she had more than she could imagine, it rather bored her.
"What's the topic for today? Charity? Finances? Anything to do with the sort?" Addilyn's voice was smooth, soft, and calm, no stranger to tragedy. Whatever she would hear, she kept in her head, and she was rarely talkative unless something interested her.