Entries tagged with such a creeper

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Nevermore Tasks 041

[Sebastian had been waiting all day out in the snow and while it had begun to fall hours ago, his eyes were transfixed on the farthest reaches of Adstringendum. Most often than naught, people from his home came with the snows. But today was special as it was his young master, Ciel Phantomhive's birthday. The video feed is stuck mostly pointing upwards at the sky and the falling snow with the edges of Sebastian's face.]

Good evening, Adstringendum. I trust you are well. My apologizes if I am waking anyone from an early slumber but for the more delicate and awake individuals, I offer you cake. [He doesn't want to waste it much like birthdays before. At this point it would be too late for cake should anyone arrive, at least for his young master. Sweet things were bad before bed.] As a compliment, hot cocoa.

If you don't wish to make the journey I am more than willing to bring it to you. [So he can spy on their houses or the individuals themselves]

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Nevermore Tasks 038 - [Video]

Good afternoon Adstringendum. I trust you are well.

It seems last week that I picked up quite a bit of gentleman and ladies that were not mine. If you are missing your beloved feline, I may be the culprit. [Hear all those meows and soft cries of attention from behind him? Why yes, those are cats around his feet, wanting the food he’s setting down around him.] There’s nothing better than cats and I simply couldn’t help myself.

Most of them were Yodares but I took care that none of them mixed nor harmed each other. Feel free to come pick them up.

[His gloved hands hold a very unusual item for Sebastian once he stands, stepping away from them to sit down on a chair placed outside at ~~Ciel’s~~ an old outside lounging table. It’s an American cookbook] Onto the second matter of business. I have finally gotten around to reading some things I purchased at the mall when it was open for business so many months ago. Tell me, won’t you? What kind of American food interests you? There are so many receipes but most of them seem to be of other culture appetites except slightly changed in product. Hams and Roasts are quite common. It’s the other things that amuse me such as a hamburger...

[He flips a few pages] Battered fish and chips... Hamburgers.. deep dish pizzas? Mm, strange indeed. Must all the oil be necessary? [Lady, his blackish bluish fur mutt mixed of a cat leaps onto his chest, pawing at him] Ah, am I giving our audience to much attention? Very well then.

[ooc: >w> If you want Sebby to have kidnappedededed your cat, just feel free to play along]

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Nevermore Tasks 037 [Video and/or Offline]

[Because really, who is up this early in the morning besides....tentacles? Of course, Sebastian has tentacles. The resident hell of a butler and demon curls a tentacle around the PCD, turning it slightly so it angles against his face. Still sporting his tail coat waist up with white shirt and this time black gloves, the rest of his body is covered in eight very long black tentacles.

He's in a slightly darker area of the water near a few rocks, firmly latched with a few tentacles swaying with the current of the water. Anything that comes close, like a fish or an ankle is near instantly snared. It's the tail coat that really gives him away. He's rather hidden with his dark clothes, dark tentacles and dark hair in the darker shades within the water.]

Hello. [Yes, he's still very much alive and not as dull or lax anymore]

[Private to ~~T-chan~~Count D]

[Because let's face it. If he didn't, he might not even see this. He hopes it hails or pings his PCD]

I found some silk at the festival in one of the interesting booths. I might be able to create something to repair what I so poorly damaged months ago. If you'd like to meet me, I can take your measurements.