cielphantomhive211
One Time Luck
I am looking for someone interested in playing Sebastian Michaelis from Black Butler in a Neko Ciel Phantomhive Roleplay. I will go ahead and post the starter:
Ciel stayed to the shadows as he walked down the street, staying out of the path of any demons he might meet. He glanced behind himself, groaning as he noticed the storm clouds that were getting closer and larger. He hated how it stormed in Hell. His navy blue tail bobbed nervously behind him, and he was glad that there were only a few demons in sight. Nekos were the lowest on the social chain. He kept walking, and gasped when the downpour suddenly started. He shuddered, quickly starting to tremble as he pulled his tattered clothes closer against him as a growl of discomfort left him. His fur was quickly soaked, and though he liked the feeling of finally getting clean after days of roaming around, he still didn't like the feeling of getting drenched. He had nowhere to go, since he was a stray Neko. And there was no place where he could dry himself or completely get out of the downpour. His stomach growled, reminding him for the umpteenth time that day how starving he was, since he never could find food. Souls were hard to come by in Hell, and even human food was scarce to come by. He huddled on the corner of an alley, sitting down and shuddering as he decided to wait out the storm before trying to find a place to sleep.
Or, I have some other ideas as well that include:
Prompt: Alpha/Omega
Sebastian Michaelis, smart-mouthed omega, lives in hell. There’s not many other words you can use to describe the wretched, sooty tenement housing where unbonded omegas are forced to rot. And though Sebastian’s stronger, more intelligent, more talented in every way than almost anyone he’s ever met, he can’t find a way out of his misery– not unless he bonds to an alpha, and he won’t dare do that, won’t be so weak as to give himself up to that all-consuming hunger for a master.
At first glance, Ciel Phantomhive might seem like a traditional alpha, manor and all. As alphas tend to do, he dominates in his corporation’s boardroom, cunningly building monopolies across multiple industries. Yet he’s given up on his personal life, on that whole alpha/omega bonding thing. He’s tried connecting with omegas before, but their witless incompetence and unquestioning obedience always left a bad taste in his mouth.
One day, Sebastian catches Ciel’s scent.
Ciel was in a carriage on his way to a meeting when he looked out the window. He quickly noticed a young, beautiful, raven haired boy who was laying there sick, being passed by many nobles who turned a blind eye. Ciel quickly slid the window to the driver open and yelled, “Stop this carriage at once!” The moment the carriage had stopped the boy leaped from the carriage and rushed to the boy who couldn’t have been more than seven. He kneeled next to the boy and gently shook him, trying to see if the boy was even alive, he was stone cold in the December weather.
Sebastian shuddered, drawing his meager clothes closer to himself as another cold December wind swirled around him. It was just another winter, just another snow day...that's all it was... He'd lived through them for years now. Just some frost bite, a cold every other week, it was nothing, really. So, why was this winter different? Harsher? Sebastian sat on the icy cobblestones, trying to find some source of warmth as the snow drifted around him. He didn't know where he was, really. He just did what he always did, wandered around until he either couldn't feel his feet, or until they hurt too much to walk, then he would sit and try to make out where he was. He heard footsteps clacking on the cold stones. His vision blurred, and his head was getting heavier, and a trembling hand came up as a harsh cough left him. He lost consciousness at one point, waking up to find something warm on his shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head slightly. His red eyes looked up at the other boy who stood over him, and he couldn't make out if he was speaking, but he could tell that the other had some money. He slowly lifted his trembling hand up to him, and spoke through his blue-chapped lips, "Spare...change?" He asked weakly, knowing his body was as cold as the air around them.
Sebastian would be around 7 years old and a human in the two starters above and Ciel could be around 16ish.
Ciel stayed to the shadows as he walked down the street, staying out of the path of any demons he might meet. He glanced behind himself, groaning as he noticed the storm clouds that were getting closer and larger. He hated how it stormed in Hell. His navy blue tail bobbed nervously behind him, and he was glad that there were only a few demons in sight. Nekos were the lowest on the social chain. He kept walking, and gasped when the downpour suddenly started. He shuddered, quickly starting to tremble as he pulled his tattered clothes closer against him as a growl of discomfort left him. His fur was quickly soaked, and though he liked the feeling of finally getting clean after days of roaming around, he still didn't like the feeling of getting drenched. He had nowhere to go, since he was a stray Neko. And there was no place where he could dry himself or completely get out of the downpour. His stomach growled, reminding him for the umpteenth time that day how starving he was, since he never could find food. Souls were hard to come by in Hell, and even human food was scarce to come by. He huddled on the corner of an alley, sitting down and shuddering as he decided to wait out the storm before trying to find a place to sleep.
Or, I have some other ideas as well that include:
Prompt: Alpha/Omega
Sebastian Michaelis, smart-mouthed omega, lives in hell. There’s not many other words you can use to describe the wretched, sooty tenement housing where unbonded omegas are forced to rot. And though Sebastian’s stronger, more intelligent, more talented in every way than almost anyone he’s ever met, he can’t find a way out of his misery– not unless he bonds to an alpha, and he won’t dare do that, won’t be so weak as to give himself up to that all-consuming hunger for a master.
At first glance, Ciel Phantomhive might seem like a traditional alpha, manor and all. As alphas tend to do, he dominates in his corporation’s boardroom, cunningly building monopolies across multiple industries. Yet he’s given up on his personal life, on that whole alpha/omega bonding thing. He’s tried connecting with omegas before, but their witless incompetence and unquestioning obedience always left a bad taste in his mouth.
One day, Sebastian catches Ciel’s scent.
Ciel was in a carriage on his way to a meeting when he looked out the window. He quickly noticed a young, beautiful, raven haired boy who was laying there sick, being passed by many nobles who turned a blind eye. Ciel quickly slid the window to the driver open and yelled, “Stop this carriage at once!” The moment the carriage had stopped the boy leaped from the carriage and rushed to the boy who couldn’t have been more than seven. He kneeled next to the boy and gently shook him, trying to see if the boy was even alive, he was stone cold in the December weather.
Sebastian shuddered, drawing his meager clothes closer to himself as another cold December wind swirled around him. It was just another winter, just another snow day...that's all it was... He'd lived through them for years now. Just some frost bite, a cold every other week, it was nothing, really. So, why was this winter different? Harsher? Sebastian sat on the icy cobblestones, trying to find some source of warmth as the snow drifted around him. He didn't know where he was, really. He just did what he always did, wandered around until he either couldn't feel his feet, or until they hurt too much to walk, then he would sit and try to make out where he was. He heard footsteps clacking on the cold stones. His vision blurred, and his head was getting heavier, and a trembling hand came up as a harsh cough left him. He lost consciousness at one point, waking up to find something warm on his shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head slightly. His red eyes looked up at the other boy who stood over him, and he couldn't make out if he was speaking, but he could tell that the other had some money. He slowly lifted his trembling hand up to him, and spoke through his blue-chapped lips, "Spare...change?" He asked weakly, knowing his body was as cold as the air around them.
Sebastian would be around 7 years old and a human in the two starters above and Ciel could be around 16ish.
