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    Hello there! I am currently going to host a Black butler role play! By now, after fighting for which one I will play, I've decided to take a gander at the mysterious sebastian mishaelis on account of the re-watch for season two, and suspense for season three. Please feel free to join, for I need a Ciel, people willing to play the servants, and other minor characters that can become majors if you wish. Call it internet larping... In any case, I would like you to say who you will be playing, then post your reply! Like such~


    ~Sebastian Michaelis~


    Two white gloved hands fingered the tie at his throat. While two wine dipped eyes gazed at the reflection in the mirror. His stark, near white skin against the dark black of his suit did a number for his appearance. He enjoyed the look almost as much as the work. For the suit he was destined to wear was beginning to chafe at the worst times. He supposed he should fix that once in a while. Taking into account how many assignments he little lord was assigned to do. Some had vigorous fighting and it always totaled his attire. "What a shame..." he murmured lowly. A smirk curling his lips at the time tattooed on the face of his pocket watch. "Seems my young master will be sleeping in a little late today."

    Leaflight was one of absolute mischief. However fleeting was this urge to pick and play, it was fun nonetheless. His eyes were wide, and luminous. No doubt, in search for something he could not place. The pelt of shimmering silver was alight by the glare of the sun like tinfoil to a flashlight. The wind made it's caress, the tufts swaying like soft waves in a rive. Not battle or disturbance. And he loved being up in the branches of a tree this high. So that he may survey any and all paths that cross between both his clan, and river's.

    Storyline~


    Sebastian is a tattoo artist. He has been through the bores of modern day, and yearns for the consummation of souls. However, raging on such a level as to extract something that precious to a human would raise suspicion. Try as he might, he couldn't find one that wasn't important. Thus, why he cursed the ancestry of human beings.
    Ciel is a student at 'Black Ridge High'. There, the system is much like the one in the manga. Prefects, fags, and principal overlord. However, the Undertaker doesn't reign as the 'principal'. Call the school itself, ordinary. However, the Queen has assigned him to join it on account of current disappearances. Nothing new aside from the fact that an inhuman aura is haunting the school. And the students who have been there for over a year seem to have drastically changed from themselves entirely. Lively like a human would, but behind closed doors? What will become of Ciel? He has yet to find a butler... Wherever will he get one?


    That's it! Now, I will be playing sebastian, and need someone for ciel, and another, strange as it sound, to be the angel.

    The storyline? My dearies.... may I have aid in creating one?


    'This... This pain... Why can't it be left behind... What makes it so hard to breathe, what makes it so easy to drop dead on the inside? What cares do I have to pay, to get this plague free of me? What could I do to suffice the monster?' Sebastian gazed down at his lover. So weak, paled and frail. As if a kiss could cause his lips to fall away to ashes. He raised his hand, and used his black tipped fingers to shut his eyelids. "Je'Taime..." he murmured. His eyes watering, but his face lacking the reddened aspect of crying. The crystallized tear fell and landed upon his demon soul mates cheek. "J-... Je' taime..."


    He woke with the sun on his eyelids. Casting a bright glow about the bare room walls and furniture. The master had seldom given him things to stock it with. He raised a hand up, and up until the sun's rays his his palm directly. The air warmed to the touch. "Time to wake, Michaelis... Lest you forget... Demons don't usually sleep..."


    OOC~ If anyone is interested in joining, tell me your character before replying to be curtious. o need to ask to join, just give your character name. Unless you don't know who is taken. Only cannon characters are allowed right now but I'll change that soon enough...))

    In all truth, only demons following the system of contracts are tied to a master depending on if they have one. Aside from that, they take a common role in society such as teachers, and students, and buisness owners and the like. So if you make one, no, It doesn't necessarily have to have a master~

    Yai!! Imma be a guy~!


    He stood at the brink of madness... Just watching the soles of his shoes teeter on the ledge of the cliff. The scenery was one of disgust worthy darkness. Nothing to see but a fiery pit below. Thunderous ticks sounded every second and the drawl of the demons continued to role. Finally... The bell rang, and class was over.