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tldr ; camilla is feeling super insecure about herself and a demon named surgat approaches her and offers her the ability to have anything she wants. she's considering it because she wants to be beautiful and it's the only thing she has going for rn
Camilla from the moment she was born had known how beautiful she was. Her fur, her eyes, her frame, even though she is a child she is the picture of perfection. She did everything in her power to hold onto this beauty. She groomed her auburn fur constantly, she refrained from eating even when she so desperately wanted to, she neglected all her social needs just so she could look in her reflection and know that she was still the picture of elegance. Camilla hated herself more than anything, more than anyone else could possibly hate her. When she looked in her reflection and saw those amber oculars staring straight back at her, taunting her, she wanted to destroy the image. She wanted to rake her claws across the glass and see the ugliness that she knew she had inside her. Camilla wasn't a good person. She wasn't a kind person. She had no friends and her family barely acknowledged her existence. Was it because of this ugliness that she was alone? Did she need to cleanse the inside of her as well before she could truly be beautiful? If that's what it would take then she would do it. She would cleanse her insides. How did one clean themselves on the inside though? This wasn't a process she was familiar with and she wasn't sure how to start.
"You know..." Began a voice, whispering dangerously close to her. She looked into the mirror and saw no one but herself. She looked to the left and to the right but was puzzled on what was happening. For a moment she assumed it was her imagination, perhaps a too active part of it, and proceeded to go back to grooming her fur until she heard it again, "You're just a joke. Do you think that making yourself look pretty will make the others acknowledge you?" The voice laughed, booming around her. Her breath hitched and felt her body freeze up with fear, holding her at bay. She slowly let out a single puff of air and noticed that she could see it. It was Summer, she shouldn't be able to see her -
"Hello sweetie." Suddenly a tall, dark silhouette appeared in the mirror and she felt a paw clamp around her shoulder. She gulped down a wad of dry spit she realized she'd been holding in her mouth this whole time. She took a deep breath and forced a smile onto her lips as she stared up at the large figure in the reflection.
"Did you need something? I'm dreadfully busy preparing for the day. If you have nothing to say the-" Camilla was cut short as the paw moved to her neck and gripped her tight. She was floating in the air, her own smaller paws reaching for her neck and trying to wriggle away from his grasp. There was nothing there. Her eyes rolled to the side and she saw no one there. She was alone but no that couldn't be right. There was no time to process what was happening by the time she felt the creature's warm breathing near her ears.
"I can give you everything you want. I can give you power. I can give you fame. I can give you love. I can make you older. Whatever you want I can give." The voice said with a small laugh added at the end. Her gaze slid back over towards the mirror and she saw what the monster holding her looked like. An ebony canine with golden ram horns and lime green eyes. He looked like a... joke. He put her down roughly and she began to gag as air filled her lungs again. Gasping and heaving and with tears in her eyes she looked back up towards the monster in the mirror.
"And w-what would you get in exchange for this?" His words meant nothing to her but she was intrigued and afraid. Mostly afraid. He laughed at her and proceeded to speak again and she swore she could see the deceit of his words dripping from his mouth.
"Nothing right now. Something later on, down the road." The paw that had been used to choke her she realized wasn't a paw but more of a hand. A hand with sharpened claws at his fingertips. He now pet her lovingly with a gentleness to his touch. She felt like gagging again. He was messing with her. He had to be. This had to be a prank. She wanted no part in this and turned around completely to greet the prankster in person. There was no one there.
"It's not nice to mess with children you joke. Turn off your invisibility and greet me like a man." Camilla demanded with a harsh tone in her voice. Her ears flattened against her skull and she hissed in agitation, revealing the small kitten fangs that lay dormant beneath her lips. The fur on the back of her neck stood on edge. She wasn't prepared for the monster to do it. Suddenly standing in front of her was the large canine with a devil-like smile and those eyes... boring into her soul as though they knew every single one of her insecurities. She had to ask. "Who are you?"
"I'm the savior you've been praying for kid. I am the end of everything. You exist because I allowed it and you will end if I demand it."
"A name. What is your name?" She questioned further, looking up at him with horrified eyes as he lowered himself down to her level. She could see every single one of his teeth in full view and she was terrified.
"Surgat."
"Why are you targeting me?"
"Because of your insecurity. The one that's so painfully obvious I can't help but wonder what kind of person you'll be like when you realize that this insecurity is all you are and all you have become." She frowned when he said this and turned back around to look herself in the mirror. Her biggest insecurity. Her appearance. The only thing she has left for her. Was he offering to help? She... knew she needed help with this.
"You'll give me anything?" Camilla said though mostly speaking to herself at this point to confirm a thought she had already been thinking.
"Yes."
"I... need time to think it over." He chuckled at her response and within a moment's passing he was no longer there. She could still feel the warmth of his presence and remember that chilling smile he gave her as he left.
"I'll give you three days to decide." And with that he was gone and she was left on her own with a decision to make. A decision with unknown consequences.
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[align=left][size=8]GENERAL:
★ Camilla Disharmony | Cammy | Female
★ Panromantic | Bisexual
★ 3 months physically 2 years mentally | August 6th | Every 200 posts or in real time
★ Kit of The Exiles
★ Reincarnation of Deviantart
PHYSICAL:
★ Domestic light brown tabby w/ amber eyes [birth/main] | health: 100%
— [i]major injuries: N/A
— [i]minor injuries: N/A
PERSONALITY:
★ Mature
★ Flirtatious
★ Elegant
★ Motherly
★ Ruthless
★ Family is more important than anything
★ Bloodthirsty
★ Snobbish
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | ½
★ Brokenrecord xx Chocolateicecream | Gen tba | No apprentices
POWERS:
★ tba
INTERACTION:
★ Message mochii. to plot
★ Makes friends easily if they have similar personalities
★ Physically difficult | Mentally average | Trained by no one
★ Attack in #ad59c3
★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
