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An Arrival Deserving of its own Procession

Wed May 20, 2009, 3:17 PM
  • Listening to: I try not to.
  • Reading: You wouldn't understand a word of it, you fool.
  • Watching: Again, I try my best to avoid the sights here.
  • Playing: I don't play games.
He didn't wait for anyone to answer the mansion's elegant doors. Using a cloth as a guard between his gloved hand and the filthy knob, the white-clad stranger let himself inside as though he lived there. Essentially, by his own decision and for his own purposes, he was here for that very reason, although he would not allow himself any accommodations that weren't selected and purchased by his own hand.

There was no room to even imagine anything less. Having to sleep in a bed that someone else very well might have touched... The very thought was enough to bring bile to the back of his throat. Thin lips twisted down in a scowl, but as he caught sight of a rather elegantly-dressed lady walking by, he was sure to mask his disgust of the current situation with a perfect smile. He folded an arm across his middle and bowed until she passed by.

Red eyes glinted with prospect as the white-clothed stranger straightened to his full height. So, his sources had spoken truth when they told him this mansion wasn't entirely filled with swine. It might be worth his while to play his hand for a short time, at least. The more influence he managed to exert, the better this slum would have to become. Certainly, anything was better than rock-bottom, and he only worked with the best available.

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  • Current Residence: I suppose I'm trapped here for now... My true home is far superior, however.
  • deviantWEAR sizing preference: I would never buy anything from something so lower-class.
  • Print preference: Hmph. Nothing from here is worth my attention.
  • Interests: I will tell you such things when I feel you deserve to know. Until then, begone.
  • Favourite movie: I prefer theatre.
  • Favourite band or musician: You wouldn't know even if I decided to tell you, heathen.
  • Favourite genre of music: Why should I say? So you can "impress" me with a collection of it?
  • Favourite artist: You say this as though you actually understand fine art. Hah! That must be the best gag I've he
  • Favourite poet or writer: I only read the finest collections from the fullest gems of the literary world, of course.
  • Favourite photographer: Photographs only stall false moments in time you would otherwise forget. Only paintings are worthy.
  • Favourite style of art: This implies you know what you're saying, you grubby scum.
  • Operating System: No! I'll never be so foolish as to tell you that!
  • MP3 player of choice: Hmph. Recorded music is a waste.
  • Shell of choice: ...You people are foolish for asking ridiculous nonsense like this.
  • Wallpaper of choice: My favorite room in the house is adorned with only the finest imported bamboo reeds.
  • Skin of choice: Why would I settle for anything less than my own? Savages...
  • Favourite game: Only business concerns me.
  • Favourite cartoon character: Do I look like some sort of child, you buffoon!? Cartoons are for the brainless saps that--! ...Ugh!
  • Personal Quote: A gentleman never tells such crude details.
  • Tools of the Trade: ...Are you implying something, you ungrateful hag?

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:iconiu-honne:
-walks up to the rich individual and bows politely- Good evening sir -smiles happily-

I'm the families "Einstein" and am taking inventory, so to speak on future possible link ups to our hard-drives. In short, can you please tell me you model number? -pen and pad come out of hip as she fixes her glasses-

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Watch your step! The gravitational pull is more extensive in that area!
:iconkaai-yuki:
*Pokes; smiles* Hiya, Mister.
:iconalbinoloid:
*touched by commoner hands*
Urg. If you're lost, child, I suggest that you talk to someone else. I don't have time to spend playing babysitter.


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Madam, I beg your dearest pardon, but... would you humor a fool for just a moment?
:iconkaai-yuki:
* Don't tempt me. CB -shot- *

I'm not lost. I just wanted to say hi, Mister.

I'm Kaai Yuki, and it's nice to meet you~
:iconone-with-two-heads:
You're all white! What do they call that when people are all white? Alv..Alb..

Albino.

Yeah! Albino! You'd fit in at the circus!

-beambeam-


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:iconalbinoloid:
*hiss* Heathen!

Disgusting... I doubt you've noticed, but royalty has no place in a mud-driven circus. I'm quite sure that, if you were interested, I could find something to throw at you. That would be what they do to people like you, correct?


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Madam, I beg your dearest pardon, but... would you humor a fool for just a moment?
:iconone-with-two-heads:
-completely oblivious-

You're royalty? Are you a king? Where's your queen?

-looks around expectantly-

Do you have a castle too?


-frown-

On the contrary. I think most people would rather throw things at people like you.


(( Oh god, I love you. @u@ ))


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:iconalbinoloid:
...*scowls* Can I help you?

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Madam, I beg your dearest pardon, but... would you humor a fool for just a moment?

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