You will make...a fantastic feast. [in-sin-ser-i-tee] nounthe quality of being insincere; lack of sincerity; hypocrisy; deceitfulness.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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"Spiders are arachnids. Not insects. Breath-taking arthropods with a clean and clever manner of hunting. Not only do spiders create wonderful webs, but they assist with ridding the world of pests. On average, one spider eats about 5,475 mosquitoes a year. And the appearance of spiders is much greater than that of those black, flying rats. Felines, eh? I am more partial to a simple canary."
Why he's telling Sebastian this, he isn't entirely sure.
❝ —Spiders, as most insects, are meant to be crushed. There’s nothing admirable nor elegant such a lowly form. Skittering, always desperately weaving cobwebs in their attempts to dine and survive. The raven is not only highly intelligent, but a special kind of majestic. However if we are to speak honestly of preferred creatures, I must say that I find myself even more partial to felines. ❞
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{{--It's time for me to sleep. I know I wasn't on that much today, but I was preoccupied. I shall be on Claude right after work tomorrow. Everyone stay safe. Night-night.
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Pluto sat outside the Manor, crouched down on his hands and feet like he always was when he wasn't a hound. He kept whining and raking his clothes against the door. It was going to rain soon. He hated being outside when it rained.

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Claude was making his rounds of the estate before seeing the young master off to bed--for the child always proclaimed for that despite that he was nearing his sixteenth birthday. How troublesome. But Claude would never let his master know that it was a nuisance to him. It simply worked better for him to have no reactions at all.
And that's when he heard it.
As soon as the pitiful whining met his demon ears, the butler was prepared. He quickly made his way to the door, hoping that it would not be a late guest. But he knew that wouldn't exactly be the case. A thin hand grasped the door handle and turned it, pulling the door open to expose the sorry mess of...whatever...it was--he was too concerned with other duties to really pay attention to what this person/thing was. Like, getting it away.
"Excuse me...whining sir, you are going to irk my master. Please quiet yourself."
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"No. Because I despise them.
Their wretched wings, those
gleaming, hungry eyes and that
accursed caw... Now a spider...
that is something I can appreciate.
Thin, spindly, and elegant legs that
spin an intricate maze with their own
brand of silk. Truly a gift from the gods."
❝ —Such cruel and unwitting judgement of such a dark and elegant creature. Certainly you mean to refer to another?
One debased to your low standards? ❞

#daemoniux#oh sweetheart it's no big deal!#claude needs more interactions like this in his life#and thank you for being so kind to reply ^^:
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"I'm not one to complain, but
what truly gets my goat are
those filthy ravens. Disgusting
creatures. Not even worthy of
consumption. We should just
eradicate the world of those
pests."
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Send me "Ruffle" For my muses reaction to your muse randomly coming up and running their fingers through mines hair.
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They’re gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
#audio#[ don't ask why#I just associate this song with Claude#and I always will ]#;yes your queue-ness
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dark starter sentences
some yandere, some angst, some rivalry, but no happy stuff on this list
"You actually thought i cared about you?"
"I wonder how loudly i can make you scream in agony?"
"You're a monster!"
"It would be a shame if i had to damage that pretty face of yours."
"You're all mine now."
"How could you do this to me!?"
"I trusted you!"
"Is that supposed to scare me?"
"Put the knife down."
"You're scaring me..."
"You look so sexy when you're all bloodied and bruised like that~"
"I wonder how many volts it would take to kill you?"
"Why are you pointing that gun at me?"
"Let me go!"
"You're so cute when you struggle like that~"
"Your blood smells wonderful."
"Who did this to you?"
"You're in my way."
"I thought you were dead!"
"Help me!"
"Long live the king."
"What did they do to you?"
"What have you done?"
"Maybe i should carve a pretty picture in your flesh?"
"Don't worry, I won't do anything fatal, I just need some information."
"I don't care what you do to me, I'll never tell you!"
"Stop it, your hurting me!"
"They'll kill you!"
"I hate you."
"The only reason I chained you up is to show you how much I love you!"
"If you keep struggling like that I'll have to punish you~"
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Claudes' first impression:
He's an idiot. Whether
this visitor is an idiot or
not isn't something that
is very important at this
moment. Well...not
entirely.
"The Suoh residence?
Your home must also
hold an immense
amount of regal quality
if you mistook the Trancy
estate for your home,
sir."

-[キング]- ” I apologize, sir. For I have
walked into the wrong mansion.
You see, I am looking for the Suoh
family residence. “
#[ well hello to yooooou#he's trying to get information#why?#i don't know#but that's what he is doing ]#hostclubkingg
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"Well, young sir, you
happen to be in the
foyer of the Trancy
abode. But I suppose
that does not provide
you with any useful
information. Unless
you have business
with the young Earl
and you are meant
to be here."

"… The second one. The answer is the second one. I have no idea where I am."
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"My Master does not
need a new maid.
And, truly, it would be
safer for you if you
simply accepted that."
But, it was rude to turn
away visitors. And either
Alois would be angry with
Claude for letting her in
or be angry for letting a
new guest go away. It
depended on his mood.
At least that's what Claude
thought. And if she wasn't
interesting enough, the young
Earl may hurt her. Again,
depending on his mood.
Claude was not really up
for scrubbing blood out of
the carpet any time soon.
He had more important
things to do.
"Would you like to
explore the house of
this...voodoo man,
Miss?"
He's teasing her. But his
voice is so unwavering in
monotone that no one can
really tell. There's a part of
him that is serious. A small
part. A very, very small part.
"....A deal with the devil
, you say? Madame,
what if I were to say
that could easily be
arranged?"
Claude leans a tad closer
to the other, eyes gleaming
with a sort of mischief that
any sane person would not
trust if their life depended on it.

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Stares.
The girl, softly chuckled.
”I’m probably wasting your time right. I should just try to become a public dancer, & hope someone might notice me.”
A stressful sigh, escaped from her lips, as her eyes locked up into the mans. Such an interesting colour.
"I will say something.. This place, gives me bad vibes. I guess, the voodoo man, lives around here.”
She mocked, as she laughed at her own jokes.
“I’m sorry, that was rude. I really am sorry, for wasting your time, sometimes… It’s like I want to make a deal with the devil, & make all my worries go away. Silly, right!”
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"Not particularly, your highness."

It was amusing to see the other try so hard. But it was also really fucking obnoxious. Claude truly couldn't wait till their contract was fulfilled. Oh, what a hell of a feast that boy was going to make. It was enough to almost have Claude salivating. But, of course, he's stone faced, eyes watching the young earl with unwavering lack of emotion.
"Why do you wish for me to play along? Are you going to punish me for not playing along, your highness?"
He's almost mocking the other. But it's stated in this calm manner that makes it sound like a simple inquiry. He's just rather curious as to what Alois' reaction is going to be.
"What if I am? Would that really piss you off?"
Another loud laugh escaped the boy, though the gleeful sound died down just as quickly as it first came. Claude wasn’t showing any reaction, as per usual, and it only proved to agitate the younger. Bottom lip jutting out in a pout, Alois crossed his arms and walked over to the composed butler and looked up at him expectantly.
"You’re never any fun. Why won’t you play along for once?"
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