#contrastingdemons

[cursedblossom]

                                           My dearest children...

I wanted so much more for you,

                                                                                    and I wonder if I failed.

I want you to be free,

                                                                                    and instead I shackle you.

When I look upon your sleeping forms,

                                                                                   or watch you as you play,

When I sing you to sleep and pleasant dreams,

                                                                                   I have to wonder...

                                     Did I truly do right by you?

[allenxisxahead]

° = The character’s temperature preferences

Since there is no way for him to comfortably wrap himself up and he cannot easily cool himself off, he prefers the temperature to be as mild as possible.

Cooler if need be.

Sweat is disgusting.

[osoreaji]

{ Birds of a Feather, Flock Together } | Encounter ; Das Octo and Aster Octo

A sound! Child's footsteps, two of them! Alma was in a very bad mood. A very b a d mood indeed. The scientists had reappeared, their corpses lining what could only be called the foyer to the lab.

Why must they come back? Leave him alone!

Collecting the bodies in a sack, some still dripping blood, he began to trudge down the hall, passing two children.

  "It's just no good..."

What was no good?

Do you ask and get in his line of vision?

or

Do you stay silent and hidden?

[contrastingdemons]

Das tilts his head. “This is strange.” But strangely satisfying to look at, he notes.

[allenxisxahead]

Allen rolls his eyes and frowns up at the young boy looking at him. "Really? It's strange to have a conversation with a talking head?"

[lolitaxmagica]

contrastingdemons said: Das stands protectively in front of his sister.

"Aww, how cute. Are you two dating or something~?"

[cursedblossom]

"Mooom, Das wrote all fancy to make me look dumb!" "Did not, that's just how I write." "Liar, liar!"

"He writes like that, Aster. You can one day, too, if you practice."