🍏 : how stable is my muse’s physical health? do they go for regular or semi-regular checkups by a physician? do they have any diagnosed illnesses and / or take any medication? how often do they get sick?
Another lil tidbit on this one: the one physical ailment he had for a while was migraines due to the fact his right horn was growing while split, which was literally splitting his skull. @grxxnheart Ness got him a horn splint though, which means it stays together.
🍅 : how does my muse feel about plastic / cosmetic surgeries & procedures? is it something they have done or would do? do they mind if others do it?
Haha this is kind of a funny one on account of he’s performed such things on himself and Sunny.
He used to feel that certain procedures were necessary for survival but that belief got rocked hard. He’s not entirely sure where he sits yet but he knows taking someone’s fangs and horns away without consent is wrong, at least.
“I’m gonna make you I’m gonna break you I’m gonna make you A fucking PSYCHO.”
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Theywere in Besian’s study. The monster was at his desk, filling outpaperwork while the human child stood close by, waiting to answer athis beck and call. It was a normal routine. For someone still soyoung, boredom should have taken over by now and sent the childfidgeting and complaining.
NotSham.
Hestood perfectly still. His gaze fixed to the floor. His arms foldedbehind his back. Not even his eyes roved around sporadically. Therewas hardly a twitch. His gaze was nearly vacant, but not quite. Therewas a thought swimming around in there. Something that had beenresting at the back of his mind for quite some time.
Finally,he spoke it.
“Where’sMr. Berlin..?”
Thepen stopped. Filling the room with silence, the question hangingheavily in the air. Sham didn’t dare look up but could feel hisMaster’s gaze uponhim.
Afterawhile, Besian spoke.
“Whyis that important for you to know?”
Shamhesitated. But Besian hadn’t sound angry. Merely curious, perhapssurprised. After another second or two, the child spoke his thoughts.
“Hewas… nice.” Nicer than other monsters. Nicer especially whenBesian revealed his true identity to him. Yes, he had seemed veryshocked and troubled, but he hadn’t done anything to him. Which wasnice.
Besianwouldn’t answer him straight away. When the silence stretched,Sham finally risked a glance up,and could see his master looking at him with thoughtful, calculatingeyes. Unfortunately, he couldn’t quite read the intent behind them.If he was angry or upset. Eventually, the monster sighed.
“Itook care of the problem.” He answered. Setting down his pen.
“Problem..?”
Besiansmiled. In a way that was suppose to be friendly and comforting. Butcoming from him… It sent an ominous chill. The monster stood upfrom his desk and walked over to the child. Placing a hand delicatelyon his shoulder while the smilehe wore became… sad. Patronizing.The child tensed under the hand, but that didn’t seem to botherBesian.
“Poorthing… So naive.” Again, the monster sighed. Another hand restedon top of Sham’shead,another action meant to be comforting. “You don’t know what he wasplanning, do you..?”
Shamlookedup to see the monster’s face, and he felt uneasy. He wanted to know,though. He wanted to see Berlin again, maybe. It was such a smallchance, but maybe, just maybe, he’d find a companion.
He’llfinally shake his head in answer.
“No…”
Therewas the smile again, and Besian took his hands away.
“…Afteryou left the room, he was trying to convince me to turn you over tothe King.”
Shamfroze. The smile twisted further on Besian, but only inwardly.Outwardly, he kept it sad and sympathetic. He drew his many armsbehind his back, before he turned away to gaze in a sad, thoughtfulway in the distance.
“Yes…I know. I had thought he could be trusted, but…” He shrugged hisshoulders. “That’s the price to be paid, sometimes.”
“Whichis why…” He turned back to the human child. “I keep you hidden,Sham.”
Shambecame shocked by the sudden hint in tone of accusation, flinchingand drawing back. Besian’s gaze became points shooting through him,so much so that the child found himself feeling guilt and shame. Hecouldn’t look at him. His gaze returned to the floor and would havestayed there had Besian not taken hold of his chin and– not quiteforceful or painful, but still firmly– forced him to look at him.
“It’sa dangerous world down here, Sham.”He emphasized his name.“For a human especially. Your soul is the last hope these patheticwretches have to a future they no doubt even understand. You knowwhat they would do if they knew you were here?”
“Killyou.”The grip on his chin became painfully tight. “They don’t care. Theydon’t look at you and see a child, they see a way to escape. A thingof power. Something to be used and harnessed. Had anyone else foundyou, you’d be nothing but a thing trapped in a container until HisMajesty saw fit to absorb you.”
Besianfinally let go of his chin, and Shamalmost thought he would fall. It was only then he realized he wascrying. He saw the drops fall to the floor and his bottom lip wastrembling. He quickly wiped them away.
“Iknow you have… qualmswith the way I do things.” Besian continued. And this time, histone was displeased. Like a parent scolding their child. “But trustme, Sham…I am your only friend.”
Heturned away, but didn’t go for his desk. He was heading for the door.
“Youare safe here. You are well looked after. Everything you have, isbecause of me.Youare alivebecause of me.”
Besianopened the door and without turning, said: “Stay here and think onthat while you pull yourself together.”
send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse.
I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side.✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you.✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
✦ YOU WANNA FIGHT A LIL KID YOU SHITTY ASS GLITCH? FUCK OFF!
Ohdear, there's a capslock skeleton berating me in my inbox. Why, I'venever in my life been told off like this before. I'm so emotionallywounded that I'm just going to go slink under a rock and hide there.Never shall I ever bother anyone again, and it's all thanks to you,“Felly the alpha skeleton.”
No,but seriously, what kind of response are you expecting here?
(( You have? Such a wide variety?? Of characters??? AND I LOVE THEM ALL????
It’s like a cook who has a wide range of spices and they’ll rarely use the same combination twice, it’s an experience every time and I look forward to every meal. They each have their quirks and their flaws, their reactions are often BOLD and blow me away, they’re not afraid to offend even when they should be and I really love your villainous characters and how they had build up to that..?? They’re not just EVIL for the sake of being evil!
