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As you wish, Master.

As you wish, Master.

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A world where your life is controlled based on which social class you were born into. Will you be the Master? Or the servant.. {1 More!/Can add more.}

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Introduction

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Born into a world where your life is determined based on which social class you come from. All High-Class people live in the city of Uptown, where all opportunities, dreams and wishes are easily obtainable. Anything is possible if you live in Uptown. Everyone who lives in Uptown owns one "Servant" {Opposite gender} given to them at an early age from their parents. The people of Uptown own servant so that they have an easier life no need to cook, work, clean, take care of their own children, keep company for child if lonely or anything. Servant are like their shadow, they must do and follow whatever their master says in order to please them, or else they could be sent to jail or disowned, and also it is forbidden for servant and masters to build up a "affection" as it would destroy the blood line between the two social classes...though rules are meant to be broken on the rare occasion, and that forms secrets..

Uptown is also very clean, modern, full of culture, and safe.




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The city of Downtown where all Lower-Class people live have no opportunities, wishes or not even dreams. Downtown is known as the city of "Lost Dreams" people who live in Downtown don't have many options, they either sell their kids as servants for money to the High-Class citizens, or they work in sweat shops for High-Class. The people of Uppertown control everything, due to the power of money. Downtown is also filthy, crime rate is high, and is very unsafe.

Early teens that are sold as servants have more opportunities, they can live a safer life since Downtown is full of crime, and they also don't need to worry about starving the next day. They also live a luxurious life amongst their Master and get an education, the price of all that is selling your life in order to take care of one human. Some servants encounter the misfortune of an abusive (careless- nothing too violent) Master, but that is one of the rare cases..


To some that is considered to be a golden ticket, to others its considered a nightmare.. that depends on your relationship with your master. How will your relationship be?


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( Please make reservations in OOC, pair system: {E.g. Maid 1 with Master 1} )

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Maid Female 1 ~ Mio Misaki - Pepperx3

Butler Male 2 ~ Felix Clarkwood - Brace Blaze

Maid Female 3 ~ Irene Asahina - ㅗㅛㅐ갸녁

Butler Male 4 ~ Jamie Rochel - Bandgeek

Maid Female 5 ~ Elsa Rowan - Keen

Mad Female 6 ~ Holly Remm - ShatteredWings22

Butler Male 7 ~ Axel Sparks - AvaLovelace

Maid Female 8 ~ Aven Otis - Comicbooklover

Maid Female 9 ~ Iris Livia Claeris - Dreammufin

Maid Female 10 ~ Olivia Emilie Colt - paokikipao

Can add more~

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Master Male 1 ~ Apollo Sinclair - AvaLovelace

Master Female 2 ~ Jayson Goldsworthy - ShadowedxLove

Master Male 3 ~ Arthur Wake - Naught

Master Female 4 ~ Kylie Cadebrinn - BraceBlaze

Master Male 5 ~ Elliot Forsberg - Pepperx3

Master Male 6 ~ Shilo Diamonfair - Fredlice

Master Female 7 ~ Victorique Lamperouge - EVER

Master Male 8 ~ Ren Shotuo - Koalaking555

Master Male 9 ~ RESERVED - Chakun

Master Male 10 ~ Sage LeFebvre- ㅗㅛㅐ갸녁


Can add more~

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-Reserve in OOC
-Please keep posts nice and descriptive doesn't have to be very long maybe a min. of 3 paragraphs.
-Anime images please!
-3rd Person
-You may have more than one character
-Romance is allowed
-Cussing and violence is allowed but keep it at a minimum.
-Please don't be idle, let me know if you're going to to randomly poof for a while~
-One last rule that is in every role play: No God mode please~
Character Info:
-Age limit of charaters: [12-19]
-All Upper Class people know eachother
-It all depends on the Master on their relationship. {Eg. they could be in love, hate each other, abuse, friends, have no feelings..etc.}
-Maid/Butlers are allowed to try and escape
-You can RP be newly introduced to each other {Eg. Newly hired} or could have been introduced for a long time.
-All Maid/Butler must follow Master everywhere even school, parties, etc.
-You will be paired with the opposite class that has the same number as you, please PM eachother or OOC your character relationship
Suggestions or questions? Let me know in OOC.

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Character Sheet: Please try your hardest on your character sheet, nice images and description!

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Taking place in...

Uptown our primary setting

Uptown known as the city of dreams, where only the filthy rich with their servants life. Anything is possible in Uptown.

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"What else is on the schedule today?"

Shilo asked.
"Because if we have a break in the schedule of doing nothing then we could maybe hit the town, maybe even go to a music or art store? I would also need to get a present some time for the Forsburg family while we're out, but that shouldn't take too long. What do you think?"
Remm thought for a second before she answered.
"Well, we have to pick up your suit...I insisted that they bring it here, but the owner refused. Yes, then there is a present, but then...I guess we have a lot of free time on our hands."
For about a minute or two, there was an awkward silence, before Shilo spoke up.
"I'm hoping to get some more sheet music for my violin, we could even look for one that has words to it so you can sing along ."
She smiled,
"That'd be great!"

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Pronounced: Vic-tori-eek


Victorique eyed her butler with the usual guarded gaze, however on the inside she was incredulously surprised. He’s putting back on that soaked shirt?! Why.. questioned her inner voice as those red orbs watched his every move. The young heiress jumped slightly by his sudden words, caught off guard due to the puzzling distraction she was experiencing a few moments ago. "Tonight is the ball as Master Elliot's. I've arranged for a hair and makeup appointment around noon. Afterword, your father requested to see you for tea. Your dress is being tailored and dry cleaned as we speak and I'll grab it and bring it to you in time for the ball." A slight frown tugged it’s way on her fine features at his news. However, it wasn’t because of the ball bit, no no, Victorique was far too well-aware of their monthly parties. It was the news about her father requesting her presence for tea that set the young Miss on edge. Why... why does he want to see me?! flooded the worried thoughts, occupying her attention. Briefly, a bitter hate flashed within her bloodied eyes at mention of the head of the Lamerpouge family but it was quickly banished by that blank mask. There was not a single person in this world that Victorique hated more than HIM


"Oh! And also, Im Axel. Axel Sparks." "And unfortunately, I’m your new Butler.." rang out the chipper voice and nervous chuckle that quickly shattered any traces of rage within the young Miss. Raising her eyes to meet his, Victorique felt a tug of wonderment seeing the absence of intimidation or fear reflecting within those pools of blue and, almost, felt the need to say something. Almost.


Gracefully standing up from the chair and brushing past him, Victorique paused a few feet away from the door. Not turning to face her butler, the heiress muttered softly ”I will be in the music room.” before striding out the room. Making her way through the halls of clothed portraits and paintings, Victorique thoughts jumped from place to place, confusion filling her mind. ”Father.. why now of all times? Why did you send me such a useless person?” she muttered to herself, the tone more or less filled with confusing bitterness.

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As Jamie entered the room Kylie set down her toothbrush her agua colored eyes intently following the young man as he strolled across the room and pointed to her chair.

"Oh." Kylie muttered embarrassed as she noticed the matching clothes that had been set out for her. He must be thinking I'm some spoiled brat, Kylie contemplated silently as Jamie held up her clothes. Though not best friends with her butler Kylie could at least tell what he was thinking, most of the time at least. Knowing him for as many years as she did it kind of came with having a person looking after you so closely.

Whatever it dosen't matter, Kylie sighed internally shoving her self conscious thoughts to the back of her mind. Taking the clothes from the black haired butler she grumbled a barely audible, thank you, before locking herself in the bathroom and changing.

"Jamie, whats my schedule for today?" Kylie shouted out through the closed bathroom door. Yanking a comb through her straw colored blonde hair.

Opening the door she wandered over to her breakfast as usual her food already precut.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Apollo Sinclair Character Portrait: Elliot Forsberg Character Portrait: Mio Misaki Character Portrait: Elsa Rowan
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Elliot clapped his hands in excitement, he was just happy that Elsa even suggested a compromise. Now he hopefully hoped that she would end up wearing the dress being presentable for the party, Elliot was even certain that she would like it being her favorite color. Earlier this morning he had it brought in by the tailor, the dress was a lovely gown. It was a emerald green with sparkles and studs flowing down from the center of the heart shape lining towards the side of the hip. It was stunning in Elliot's opinion.

"It's in your room, I had it brought in by the tailor while you were making breakfast. Let's go and see it! I can't wait to see your reaction!" Cried out the girl's master with an over dose of excitement.

Elliot grabbed the girl's hand dragging her towards her room, leaving the complete ballroom. He started yelling commands as he was guiding Elsa to her own room. "Now I want you to go try it on, and immediately come out and show me, even if you don't like it.. which I highly doubt of course."

Once the two arrived in front of the stubborn stallion's room, Elliot gave her a light push towards the door. "Hurry now, the ball will start in a couple of hours.. we need to get you ready." He said with a smirk on his face.

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"Any places that catch your attention..?" Mio paused for a moment, suddenly grabbing her master's hand. "Infact yes, there is a place that caught YOUR attention!" She yelled out with an evil smirk on her face. The girl turned around and hauled her master's hand, guiding the way back to the pastry store. The girl looked through the glass window, as she started to point towards the mini panda and flower cupcakes, "Go ahead and get some, I know you want some!" Exclaimed the girl demanding her master to not be shy, and to buy the cupcakes seeing that he wanted to taste one.

"If you're not going to buy one, then I'll make you some at home." She said looking into his deep, whirlpool eyes which would suck anyone's attention into them. Snapping out of the magic spell Apollo's eyes had, Mio noticed she still had his hand in her grip, slowly removing her hand away noticing she was in public.

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"W-Wha! No! No.." His eyes were wide as he found himself being dragged all the way back to the cute little shop that caught his eyes, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink as Mio grinned while pointing at the window. "Go ahead and get some, I know you want some!" Without thinking, Apollo lifted his hands to cover Mios mouth, shushing her as his hair hung, hiding his face. "Please, not so loud.." Her murmured softly, lifting his head slightly as his worried eyes met Mio's teasing ones, his body responding on its own.

Slowly, he let his hands drop from her mouth, stepping back a bit after shoving his hands deep into his pockets. Standing before Mio, stood the once confident Apollo, now shy and embarrassed like a little boy, suddenly resembling the various childish pictures that hung on his walls.

He bit his lip, lost in thought as Mios reaction brought him back to when he was younger, his mother used to baby him a lot, even dress him up as a girl because of his long hair. Apollo did grow to like the things his mother did for him: baking, making clothes, starting little projects.. But of course, his father had an issue with it, what father would want their son acting like a girl? His father's screaming..

He was suddenly back on the side walk, snapping out of the memory. His eyes began to clear as the embarrassed boy no longer stood in front of her anymore; he stood taller, his hair pushed back, his look harden. "I did not request anything of that sort." He spoke harshly, his voice icy though still laced with hurt from his memory, he couldn't stop his anger though it was misplaced. "It is not a crime to look. Don't forget, you were assigned to me only two months ago. You know nothing about me.." Apollo trailed off, turning and pausing a moment before walking forward, his strides long and brisk.

He huffed irritably, not turning to face her. "Come, we're wasting time."

Apollos mind screamed at him, but of course, his pride prevented him from opening his mouth as he kept forward, not even thinking about looking back,Come on, say you're sorry! She didn't deserve that.. His mind kept flashing to his father in his reaction, throwing all of his toys away and replacing them with things that reside in his room today, taking him to get his hair cut, buying him new clothes. Keeping him separate from his mother...

His frown deepened as he continued to walk, not really paying attention to the direction as he began to cross the street, still troubled. Even in his teen years, his father still held a grudge about his choice in modeling, but stayed silent, content that at least his son was modeling male clothes. He shook his head as if to banish that thought, another memory he rather not remember as he took a step off the sidewalk, the loud blaring of a horn snapped him out of his thoughts long enough to make him jump back just before he walked into busy traffic.
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”I will be in the music room.”

Simple, short and not so sweet.. Axel only nodded, bowing from the waist once more, his grip tightening on the tray he held as his sweater began to get sticky and uncomfortable. Leaving the room, her stepped out into the hallway shortly after his mistress, catching a bit of her murmuring. "-Why did you send me such a useless person?” His brows furrowed as he felt himself paused before shutting the door firmly, turning and wandering through the halls, not necessarily trying to find a destination at the moment. I try, doesn't that count for something? His temper flared, his grip dangerously tight as he lifted the tray to chuck into the wall nearest him when he noticed something that had been bugging him earlier. He made a note that the house lacked photos earlier, his own had been filled with him and his mother, along with his father, but they were covered instead. The cloth weren't curtains, they were hiding her family pictures, every single one of them.

Forgetting his anger, he lowered the tray on a near by table, his eyes trained on the cloth in front of him. "Hmm.." Rolling up his sleeves, he reached up as far as he could despite his short height, grabbing tightly onto the dark cloth before pulling. It took a bit of rough tugging, but soon he felt the cloth give free along with a huge cloud of dust, filling the hall way as he stumbled backward, coughing as the dust filled his lungs and flooded his eyes. Blinking furiously, when his vision cleared, Axel looked up to find a beautiful woman smiling down at him, her dark blue eyes seeming to hold life even in the painting. Donned in a simple black gown, Axel thought she was the most gorgeous woman he's ever seen, then he noticed a child.

Nestled into the woman's lap, she was content with curling herself against the woman's chest, a wide, open smile on her face and her hands gripping the front of the gown. A dark haired beauty with crimson eyes trained on the woman above her, her pale skin glowing. A mother and a daughter.. "Misstress Victorique.. and the Lady of the House" Axel murmured, amazing at the portrait that stood before him, taking in how the woman wrapped her arms securely around her daughter, her eyes holding pride with a teasing smile on her lips.

"Who would hide this..?" His eyes continued to roam the painting before finding themselves trail off to the others along the hallway, all covered and ominous. His eyes trailed back to his Mistress, taking in her smile. "What changed?" He murmured softly, holding in every detail his mind could absorb before he started to cover it once more, but paused. His eyes catching the woman's once more, he had yet to meet the Lady of the house, but Axel decided to leave this one uncovered, just this one. Taking his time, he folded the cloth neatly, setting it on the table nearby before retrieving his tray and continue on down the hallway, the image burned in his mind as he set off to ready everything for the Mistress for her ball. Distracted, he found himself steps away from bumping into an elder woman, another maid of the house.

"O-Oh! Sorry!" he cried out, feeling guilty for some odd reason, as if being caught doing something terrible."I didn't see you there. Are you lost as well? It'd make me feel better if you were." he smiled, chuckling softly despite his racing heart.

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Opening his eyes he turned his head and sat up,"Thank you, Irene." Covering his mouth as he yawned,"Excuse me." Getting out of the rather decent sized bed, he walked towards his desk and sat down at it and began eating. Arthur stopped eating, he actually forgot that it was today, sighing at how annoying it was to get the right suit for these type of events, he stayed silent and continued eating.

Wondering is she had eaten anything yet,"Have you eaten anything yet?" He didn't look up at her but, out the large rectangle shaped window"If not, go and eat. Don't worry about my mess, i'll put it up myself." His parents disliked him being kind towards Irene but, he didn't pay them any mind, they bought her for him anyways.

Plus, he didn't think of it as an act of kindness, he just wanted to make sure his servant took care of herself so there wouldn't be any excuses as to why she wasn't doing her job. But, it was just an act of kindness, he just didn't want to admit it.

Arthur had fanned his hand towards the door to shoo her away. "Go." He had decided to say that in a more commanding tone, finally looking away from the window and over at her. Sighing again, he ran his hands through his messy hair. He didn't hate going to balls but, he didn't love them either. He'd love to go swimming today but, that was impossible knowing that he'd simply be busy today. Maybe he'd swim tomorrow, if he wasn't busy by then as well.

Finishing up his breakfast, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and face before grabbing the plate and walking towards the kitchen.

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Pronounced: Vic-tori-eek


Victorique's Piano Piece
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Victorique stood outside the mocha-hued door, the dim lighting causing the wood to darken even further. Yet, despite the lack of light, the young heiress was peering at something rather intently. A small scratch that marred the glossy deep finish glinted clear-as-day, it’s existence practically leaping and calling for attention, proclaiming “I’m an eyesore!”. A twinge of discontentment began creep into Victorique’s heart at the appearance of this flaw that had intruded her perfect space, this flaw that provided as a representation of the other disruption in her life; Axel Sparks.”No matter how hard I try to brush away these disturbances, they keep coming back... How bothersome..” came her monotonic mutter as one china doll-esque hand brushed against the scratch, her skin paling even further when compared to the dark wood.


Quickly, the young heiress withdrew her contact with the flaw before slipping inside the room, her crimson gaze easily adjusting to low-lighting. The room, looking at the lack of wall decorations, was quite plain.. in fact, if it wasn’t for the multiple instruments and lounging Victorian styled couch that was nestled against a wall, it could have easily been mistaken for a storage room. Crossing the room with a dignified grace, the young Mistress sat down on the piano bench, eyes trained on the ivory keys in a blank manner. However, that quickly passed as Victorique’s fingers adopted a mind of their own, note after note filling the manor.


Renee wandered down the halls, an empty silver tray tucked under her arm, wisps of white hair escaping the tight bun. ”Oh deary... I really wish the Young Miss would eat something for heavens sake! Snubbing two breakfasts already.. she’ll wither away!” came the muttering, worry seeping through her heavy British accent. However, all words were halted by the appearance of a young man standing in the hallway, wonderment and curiosity shining in his bright blue orbs as he took in a portrait. A frown tugged at the plump woman’s lips seeing the black cloth folded on a table, her eyes nervously darting around. Giving a small hmph, she began to march up to him, only to be stopped by his sudden turning and the near collision. A great sigh of relief escaped the elderly maid seeing the disaster avoided and, with that, turned her attention back to the young man. "O-Oh! Sorry!" "I didn't see you there. Are you lost as well? It'd make me feel better if you were.", the guilty tone quite evident. Renee raised one eyebrow at him before replying in a chipper voice, shifting the silver tray to rest on her hip. ” I’m not lost.. nor have I ever been in this house. I’m Renee, the head charge of the servants under the young Miss’s employment. Now, I suggest that you cover up that painting there, young man.. the Miss doesn’t take too kindly to people snooping in things they shouldn’t be.”. As she spoke, an understanding twinkle shone in her hazel eyes and an impish smile stamping it’s way onto the British woman’s face. Just as she was about to open her mouth, the sound of music floated down the hallways, her mouth quickly clamping shut. A blissful look flashed briefly within her eyes before she manages out, ”Ah.. the young Miss is playing again... It’s been while, ever since her..... well never mind. Put that cloth back on the painting then come with me, Mr. Sparks.” came her curt words, quickly redirecting the attention back to Axel.

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"Thanks Felix I appreciate it." Jayson said beginning to eat the meal before her. Felix watched her diligently through his cold black eyes, almost like his own personal one way mirror where he could see out, but noone could see in.

"Where's your breakfast Felix?" Jayson asked her dark brown eyes staring up at him. Shaking his head he responded quietly. "I already ate." Glancing down at the rose, Felix sighed inwardly. Honestly he couldnt tell himself if he had gotten the rose just because they were blooming or because he wanted to see her smile.

Either way he reminded himself, she is your master and you are her servant, you aren't her equal you have a job so do it. Felix quickly turned back to Jayson just in time to see her cheeks turn a soft shade of pink before disappearing.

"Are you ready to hear your schedule, my lady?" Felix asked looking down at Jayson, his face blank and awaiting her order.

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The boy turned to her and asked. “Do I really have to go?” He asked suddenly. He was afraid of her answer for he knew what it would be. He sighs and turns away from her. A minute goes by and the boy goes back to his quarters.

He sits fidgeting with the gold buttons on his vest. His feet swinging back and forth above the ground. Thoughts zooming around the room and going back to where they started.

A small chill goes up his spine when the book he’s holding hits the desk with a loud bang. He stands up and stretches. The sun is still shining in through the windows. He goes over to the balcony doors and pushes them open a breeze streams through and blows the navy blue curtains back. Almost like a trance Ren follows the beam of sunlight through the parting leaves. Soon he is leaning against the rail of the white balcony. He inhales the scent of flowers and fresh cut grass from below him. The gardeners weeding and planting all resemble the graceful leaves in the trees.

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Elsa suppressed a smirk as she watched Elliot's face brighten instantly in response to her compromise, though she still was against the idea. She blinked in surprise as her master reached out and took her hand, not quite expecting this level of enthusiasm from him, though she stumbled at first she quickly managed to catch up to his pace. "You're awfully excited about this... Makes me nervous." The two arrived back at Elsa's room rather quickly. "Now I want you to go try it on, and immediately come out and show me, even if you don't like it.. which I highly doubt of course."

Another sigh escaped her lips as her master gave her a light shove towards the door. "I get it, no need to rush so much." With a bit of trepidation Elsa entered her room and immediately spotted the dress. She spent a few moments to inspect the expensive looking piece of clothing before grudgingly deciding to to try it on. After spending a few moments looking herself over in the mirror she finally made her way to her door and opened it up. "Well... Here it is. Honestly while I do like the color, isn't it a bit loud? I imagine I'll attract a lot of attention dressed in this..."

She looked down over herself, really she liked the dress but the idea of being in the middle of such a large party dressed in it was embarrassing, not to mention how uncomfortable she felt out of her suit. "I appreciate the effort and thought you put into this but... I would feel much more comfortable in my suit... Of course, if it really is your wish for me to wear this I will happily do so." With a small smile she looked back up at Elliot, she did hope that she could get back in her suit but she was ready to bear a bit of discomfort for his sake.

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Jayson was smiling at first but that changed when she saw Felix's actions. His cold eyes stared back at her and his last question seemed to have no emotion. She had looked down, away from him and nodded. "Sure. Do I have a lot to do today?" her voice was void of emotion, mirroring Felix's. She knew tonight was one of those annual balls as her aunt was voicing her ridiculous expectations of her during the ball but all she knew was that she's been to several because her aunt made her but she never complained about it as it would've led to nothing.

She soon finished eating and stood up. She went over to her closet to begin to search for what to wear for the day and also what to wear for the ball that night all the while listening to what Felix was saying. One thing she was glad for was that hopefully Felix would be there but she wouldn't force him as she hated making him do things he didn't want to so if she can let him have as much free time as possible she would but she would offer him if he did want to go which was what she turned to him and did. "Felix you can tonight if you wish if not then you don't have to." her voice was still emotionless.

She hated fooling herself with ideas of him actually liking her the same way. It hurt but she wouldn't let herself outwrdly potray such feelings. Jayson continued looking through her clothes searching for a gown that her aunt viewed as 'presentable'.

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The girl followed Elliot's request, the first step she took out Elliot couldn't help but notice how stunning that dress was. Slowly turning his head up towards Elsa he couldn't help himself but blush. "It's absolutely stunning on you." blurted out Elliot the truth before he was quickly disrupted unpurposely "I appreciate the effort and thought you put into this but... I would feel much more comfortable in my suit... Of course, if it really is your wish for me to wear this I will happily do so."

The boy placed his arm on his hip, exchanging Elsa a confused glance "I don't understand why wouldn't you want to wear such a lovely dress, you would be the center piece to the entire ballroom. I mean look at how exquisite those stones are, they're practically shining brighter than the sun as we speak." said Elliot pointing towards the dress with his hand. A sigh came out as his other arm rose in the air sleeking his hand through his curly, fire red hair.

Elliot tried not to be selfish at this point, it wouldn't be fair to make someone do something they wouldn't want to do. His ruby gems which are known to be eyes narrowed, looking down the hallway. "Well if you really want, you can wear your suit. I just thought it would be a nice gesture since you do so much for me." said Elliot if a sort of cold tone to it, "I'm not going to force you to wear it, but I just thought it would of looked nice." carried on the boy, trying to make Elsa feel guilty.

The ball was going to start very soon, Elliot was sure that all of his guests were at home getting ready to celebrate. "Well Elsa are you going to wear the dress or not? Cause if you are than I must wear a suit that I have recently bought which matches to your dress." asked Elliot curiously wondering what her final answer was, he asked with a bit of a hesitated voice knowing the ball was very soon.

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"I'm sorry master." Mumbeled Mio outloud as her master started to walk ahead of her. Mio sort of started to feel guilty Apollo was right she didn't know him at all, maybe she needed to stop being so comfortable around him and to start being more professional, showing no emotion towards him and just get the job done.

Mio started walking through the crowds of people at the plaza, following her master back home. She stared at his long, gold silked hair that was falling down around his shoulders, his head was staring down. Mio said no word to him as she walked down every street in silence. "I didn't mean to upset him.. I just wanted to make him happy" wondered Mio to herself as she got lost into her thoughts.

Once the girl with pink hair tied with two boys caught her own attention she remembered something they needed to do "Master Apollo." She said in a clear, loud tone for him to hear her as there was no response. "Master Apollo!" She yelled out, once again no response. The girl than started to pace quickly as she passed her master and stopped right in front of him, she looked up at the figure that was twice her size. "You forgot to get the Forsberg's a gift." She said calmly staring into his deep blue eyes.

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"That'd be great!" Remm said. Shilo smiled at her, even though they've only known each other for almost a year, he figured that he knew his friend pretty well; and he definitely knew that music was her favorite, especially singing.

"Great! Well then let's get going before we lose time," Shilo said. He finished his breakfast quickly and went into his wardrobe where he grabbed a random shirt and pants and headed to the bathroom to change. Fortunately for him all the clothes in his wardrobe were presentable and match most everything else, so even if he wasn't looking to what he grabbed his father would feel he looked decent enough to go out into society. Today he was wearing a white button-up shirt and jean, add a vest to jazz it up and he was ready. He brushed his hair quickly, while poking his head out the door.

"Tell the driver we won't be needing him, we can just walk it won't be that far. Also if you could be so kind as to grab my wallet, I'll be downstairs in a few," He told Remm before he popped back inside the bathroom to finish getting ready. It wasn't long before he was heading down the hall. The Diamonfair's hallway was richly made, not because of the decor but more from the colors. They only used the deepest and richest of colors such as mahogany, velvet red, and gold. Shilo was grateful they didn't have too much decor to add to it because he felt otherwise it would be too much. There were some paintings on the walls, but not of him or his family, those pictures were downstairs in the lounge room. These were old paintings passed down in his family. They were a painting of his ancestors. The head of the houses mainly, though a few scattering paintings were the head and the family as well; even a servant might slip in for the painting, but that was a rare sight.

Shilo passed his little sister's room; Dalia. He loved her very much and longed to take her outside, but his parents treated her like a glass doll, she was never allowed to leave the house. He knew why, though he didn't agree. When Dalia was born she caught an illness that sent her to the hospital only about a month or two after she was born. They thought she was going to die, but in the end she survived by the help of some amazing doctors. To Shilo this proved that she was strong and could handle herself, but to his parents this meant that she could break easily. He knocked on her door and peaked in.

"Dalia, I'm heading into town do you need anything?" he asked. Dalia looked up, she was a very small girl with big sad looking eyes that seemed to glisten purple in the right light.

"Maybe some peaches," Dalia said. Shilo smiled and bowed to her, making her giggle.

"You're wish is my command." He knew that she could easily just ask one of the maids to bring her peaches, but for some reason she preferred it if Shilo bought them from the markets in town for her. Either way, it made her happy so who was Shilo to ignore that. He ran downstairs meeting Remm. It was warm out today so he wasn't going to bother with a coat. Then they were heading into town.

The streets were busy with people as some prepared for balls, galas, parties, while others were rushing to work for those who were going to have entertainment tonight. It didn't take them long to get Elliot and his family a gift; a simple bottle of the finest Bordeaux in town, simple yet extravagant is what the Diamonfair's were known best for, besides his father's work in the hotel business. He decided to wait on the peaches for Dalia till later so they wouldn't go bad and so the two were heading off to the music store. They were about a block away when Shilo saw Apollo and his servant in their path. The change between Shilo's calm and quiet face to the mysterious and respectable facade was nearly instantaneous when he saw Apollo among the crowd. But the change was there none the less.

"Apollo," Shilo greeted as they came into hearing distance of each other, "Are you ready for the ball tonight?"

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"Tell the driver we won't be needing him, we can just walk it won't be that far. Also if you could be so kind as to grab my wallet, I'll be downstairs in a few,"
Shilo told Remm.
"Alright."
She picked up the wallet, and realized she wasn't properly dressed... She quickly brushed her hair, and slipped on a plain white t-shirt, and black yoga pants, that went down to her knees. She went down the stairs, just in time to see Shilo run down not to long after her.
While they were out, they had happen to run into Apollo, and Mio.
"Apollo."
Remm heard Shilo greet him.
"Are you ready for the Ball tonight?"

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Elsa's eyes widened briefly in response to Elliot's compliment, but she quickly regained her composure. "I don't understand why wouldn't you want to wear such a lovely dress, you would be the center piece to the entire ballroom. I mean look at how exquisite those stones are, they're practically shining brighter than the sun as we speak." She simply let out a small sigh as she responded, "And that's exactly why I'd be uncomfortable, I prefer not to stand out so much." Her expression changed to a slight frown as she watched her master's apparent disappointment with Elsa's wish.

She closed her eyes for a few moments in consideration before speaking, "Alright... Since this seems to mean a lot to you, I'll wear it. But you owe me, got it?" Though her arms were crossed and she was trying to look serious she was still wearing a small smile. "Now you'd better go get changed too, we don't really have all that much time left." With that said she stretched and adjusted the dress a bit before looking down over herself and shaking her head, I really hope I don't end up regretting this...

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" I’m not lost.. nor have I ever been in this house. I’m Renee, the head charge of the servants under the young Miss’s employment. Now, I suggest that you cover up that painting there, young man.. the Miss doesn’t take too kindly to people snooping in things they shouldn’t be.” Axel had his head bowed guiltily, before looking up and seeing the look in her eyes that made him relax, just a bit, though not completely out of the woods just yet. "Im sorry! I didn't mean to snoop but I just-"Just as Axel was beginning to ramble, music began to slip down the hallways, echoing off the walls and covered paintings. The music room, could it be..? ”Ah.. the young Miss is playing again... It’s been while, ever since her..... well never mind."

He took a moment, listening to the music that filled the hallway. The piano had been his favorite, Axel wasn't great at it but it's pleasing to his ears, especially when someone else is playing it. He closed his eyes, letting the music fill his body and slow his heart, it had a soothing effect on him. A gift his father had given his mother had been a keyboard, a high tech one that even had keys light up to help teach you how to play. His mother had played it for him every night since he was young, and he hadn't realized now how much he missed that sound, and his mother. His stomach turned. "Put that cloth back on the painting then come with me, Mr. Sparks." He opened his eyes, the moment broken as his brows furrowed at the command.

Recluntantly, he sat his tray down once before to grab the cloth, but then paused and turned to Renee. "Why are all the paintings covered? Every single of one of them.. If their anything like this one,"He paused, taking a glance back up to the mother-daughter portrait. "What gives?? If I could ever paint something like this for me and my mother, I'd have it front and center." He droned on, squinting his eyes as he tried to figure out how to rehang the cloth without knocking the painting off the wall.

As carefully as he could, he climbed onto the tables positioned in the hallway, letting the cloth spread out once more as he hooked a bit of cloth around a corner. He frowned and paused again, he didn't really want to cover it. It was too great of a painting, such a personal one as well, but he found that he'd never understand the upperclass and the things they do. His frown deepened as he continued to recover the painting the best he could, "I just don't understand. Why have all these paintings done only to cover them? Is that what the upperclass do? Do things just because..?" He questioned, going to hop back down after hanging the cloth only to throw himself off balance as the table wobbled when he shift. "Ahh!" Flaing, his hands grabbed at air before hitting the ground hard, sending the contents on the table flying along with the already ruined breakfast and tea, once again on the floor and scattered about. Axel groaned, a foot still in the air before it fell limp to the ground, his body physically giving up. He closed his eyes and just laid there, miserable and irritated.

"Why would my father ever recommend this.." He muttered irritatbly to himself, his fist balled as he buried his palms into his eyes, taking a moment before roughly sitting up. Without another word he began to clean up another thing he managed to mess up, violently positioning the table back to it's upright position before grabbing up the ruined breakfast, another stain of tea on the floor. "Sorry.. Im just a screw up. Luckily, you won't have me for long. Im sure Mistress Victorique is signing me off as we speak."
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Even after snapping himself out of his stupor to avoid walking into traffic, Apollo still found himself in a daze, his memories still holding him as his brows furrowed. Once more, he was off, this time rooted to his spot before a voice pulled him out again, "Master Apollo. Master Apollo!" It took him a moment, but Apollo turned to look down at his maid, he eyes held with concern as he stared back at her with dull eyes, still not all the way there. "You forgot to get the Forsberg's a gift." She stated calmly while his brows furrowed in confusion, his mind still foggy before suddenly snapping back into the present. The present! The Ball! "Oh yes, of course.." He murmured, his blue eyes clearing and once again vibrant as he seemed to come back to life. He stood taller, his hands freed from being buried deep into his pockets and now hung at his sides, his posture relaxed like usual. He looked like himself, but he was having a war inside of him. He turned around ready to go back the way he came as he began to open his mouth, "Look, Mio, I-"

"Apollo," A familiar voice called out to him, cutting him off, "Are you ready for the ball tonight?" Apollo halted in mid step, his brows furrowed a bit before turning around. Once facing Shilo, any sign of trouble or confusion had been wiped before fully turning around. A full smile graced his face, his charming aura back as he greeted his fellow peer. "Shilo! Of course I am, Im always ready for a good party. I was just on my way to pick up a party gift for our host, what brings you here? Gift shopping as well?" Apollo spoke, his voice flowed from his, confident and strong as he stood, subtly positioning himself in front of Mio. His body acted on his own, though he didn't dwell on it as he took a moment to even nod his head towards Shilos maid, Remm, a smile still present on his face.

"Im sure you're as excited as I am?" Apollo questioned, keeping polite conversation. Though Apollo was looked up after by many, so was the male before him, and even Apollo admired him and the way he held himself. They never really hung out, but during the balls or even moments like this, Shilo was great company to keep. "Would you and Remm like to accompany us while we shop? Im also trying to kill time before my mother gets her chance to sink her claws into me."He added with an eye roll, recalling back to the very conversation. His mother, being as cunning as ever, always tried to get him to agree to let her dress him up herself like she used to. Since she wouldn't be present for this upcoming ball, the begging had come on thick, and with a couple bats of her eyes, Apollo had given in to his mothers pleas. He shuttered at the smile she had given him when he said yes, he knew he had probably made a mistake. A big one.

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"Do I have to go?"

Aven sighed. She had to remember her master was still young and if she couldn't stand balls and parties, she had to imagine he couldn't either. "That isn't really my decision, sir. I can't force you to do anything. I'm sure your parents would like you to go."

Her master walked off, obviously disappointed. What was Aven to do? She was a servant, obviously unable to control her master and most certainly not able to bark orders at Ren. She felt bad- she must have sounded like a stick in the mud to the small boy, but she knew his parents would not wish him to stay home. If he disobeyed or forced his parents to allow him to stay home, it was on his conscience, not hers, although she would probably get scolded for it anyway.

She was about to find her master and try to console him by telling him reasons the ball would be fun, like there would probably be good food, which his young taste buds probably wouldn't approve of anyway, lots of people to talk to, and maybe even some cute girls his age, but was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. She opened the door to find not a person, but a package. His suit had arrived early. Aven smiled and picked it up, letting the door shut behind her. She opened it and looked at the suit inside, it looking maybe a size too big. Aven puffed out her cheeks in frustration, but it was probably much to late to go demand a new one or a refund. She sighed and went on a hunt for her master. He wasn't too hard to find, standing on a balcony over the garden. She coughed, getting his attention.

"Sir, your suit has arrived, although I'm afraid it may be a size or two too large. Would you like to try it on and see, or have me take it back and try to get a new one?" Aven said, nervously, hoping he didn't choose the latter.

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"I think I shall try it on." He says after carefully looking over the suit in her hand.

The young master takes the suit and goes into his changing room. The soft blackish blue fabric feels thin and cold on his body. He goes out of the room and stands near Aven waiting for her opinion. "What do you think?" He asks wearily of the baggy clothing.

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Victorique gave a small sigh as the last note floated from her fingertips, the void feeling disappearing from her being. After a few moments of pause, the young heiress gracefully stood up from the Baby Grand before decisively crossing the room. Taking this chance of quiet to rest before having to endure several hours of the pain in getting ready, the doll-esque girl found a home on the white leather couch. Sinking into it’s softness, her mind began to drift and her attention became lost.
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Renee gave a small sigh at the boy’s hasty apology before turning on her heels and frumpily messing with her now devastated bun. By now, the young miss’s piano piece was far over with all feelings of bliss vanishing from the elderly woman. Just as she cleared her throat to say something, the newest young butler butted in, his tone slightly rash. "Why are all the paintings covered? Every single of one of them.. If they're anything like this one,"What gives?? If I could ever paint something like this for me and my mother, I'd have it front and center." I just don't understand. Why have all these paintings done only to cover them? Is that what the upperclass do? Do things just because..?" Turning around to face the young man, Renee was just about to reprimand him for his harsh words when it happened .


Axel Sparks, in all of his brashness to cover up the painting, had climbed up onto the rather unstable table and had fallen.. with the mess of that was called breakfast. Giving a small sigh of exhaustion, Renee peered down at the young man that was sprawled on his back, those green eyes suddenly swimming in a tangible sorrow. ”If you knew the truth about the Young Miss.. then you wouldn’t be saying that she does things for her own liking.” Bending down, the elderly British woman went about picking up the contents of the spilled breakfast. In amidst her cleaning, another young maid had quickly scuttled down the hall before placing a tray with a fresh scone and piping hot tea on the ground before hurrying away. After a few minutes of silence, and Renee finally lifting the fresh stain out of the carpet, Axel spoke once more. "Why would my father ever recommend this..""Sorry.. I’m just a screw up. Luckily, you won't have me for long. Im sure Mistress Victorique is signing me off as we speak.". Straightening herself back up, Renee flashed the new butler her award-winning smile before patting him on the back. ”Oh come on.. the Young Miss wouldn’t do something so rash... now then, why don’t you go and take this to her?”. After pointing at the new breakfast, the older maid was on her way.

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Jamie basically thought that rich people were spoiled brats that had all the time in the world to do nothing. Then again, in his eyes, most people were spoiled, and lazy. In reality he didn't like many people at all. Though specifically the people that had enough money that they didn't have to work like he did, so they had extra time to do things, yet instead they blew that money on buying butlers and maids and servants to do their work while they sat around on their asses all day. He didn't have the prettiest opinion on people in general, but that was mostly because he didn't like people.


His opinion on Kylie really wasn't much different than his opinion on everyone else. While he didn't dislike her, he didn't care to be her friend either. Or communicate with her more than he had to. But he was a rather quiet person, he always had been. Taught from a young age that he shouldn't be noisy, or speak unless spoken too. He was her personal butler though, which meant he spent quite a bit of time with the girl. Fortunately, she wasn't too terrible. Only somewhat bearable.


"A friend from school has requested you meet her for tea at noon," he began, listing off her activities until he reached the end of the list. "Tonight a ball is being held, your father requires you to attend."


[So sorry this took so long, wasn't allowed on the laptop until I finished The Hobbit.]

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”If you knew the truth about the Young Miss.. then you wouldn’t be saying that she does things for her own liking.” Axel only shot a glance over at her, his brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"[/color] He questioned as he continued to clean only to notice another maid scuttling down with fresh tea and scones made and set beautifully, but before Axel could ask her what it was for, the maid had ran off without another word. Weird. His brows furrowed some more, finishing up the clean up as he stood only to have the new tray given to him.

”Oh come on.. the Young Miss wouldn’t do something so rash... now then, why don’t you go and take this to her?” Axels eyes widened , holding the tray out to give to her. "R-Really? I mean, do you think that's a great idea!?" He called out to her in a panic, looking around the deserted hallway in hopes to find another maid or butler to bestow this responsibility on. No such luck. Axel only pout, staring down at the tray with a hefty sigh before turn to venture through the mansion once more, taking a moment to pull his phone out of his pocket to glance at the time. Another gift from his father. He noted that it was approaching time for Victorique to begin her process of getting ready for the ball, actually, it was running slightly behind seeing as neither the hair dresser nor makeup artist had arrived yet. Axel only huffed, he hated late people which was ironic since he usually found himself losing track.

Finding the music room, Axel managed to knock before waltzing in, still failing to wait to be allowed in as he, very carefully, made his way over to his daydreaming mistress. He swallowed hard at the sight of the white couch before clearing his throat to regain her attention, "It was suggested that I bring you a new breakfast. Some are concerned about you.." He added, remembering what Renee had mentioned earlier about his Mistresses' lack of eating. "I apologize for breakfast earlier" He finally managed to say after a moment of silence, fighting the embarrassment and heat that flooded his cheeks as he held his tray slightly towards her, as an offering for her to at least eat something and not only the tea. "The scones are fresh.." He tempted, slightly waving the tray as if to entice her into eating one. As the full smell of the perfect breakfast hit his nose, his stomach rumbled even though it still couldn't sit well with the food of the upperclass.

(Sorry about the late response. Guess it didn't send the first time..)

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Aven waited nervously outside the changing room as her master tried on the baggy suit. She felt foolish, although it wasn't really her fault. She had ordered the right size anyway, the people had got it wrong, but she somehow twisted it around, feeling that it was her fault. Her master re-emerged wearing the suit. It was indeed big on him, not so big that he couldn't move in it, but it revealed how small the boy was... and how horribly she had messed up.

"What do you think?" her master asked. She gave a nervous shrug.

"The decision is up to you, sir. The ball is starting some time soon so I don't think if I took it back I would have anything in time." the maid said, fretting. Her eyes widened as an idea went through her mind.

"I've thought of something that just might work, if you'll allow me," she said, pulling the bobby pins out of her hair and causing her bangs to crash like a tidal wave onto her forehead. She got on one knee, not to reach his size, for a girl of her height didn't need to bend down too much to reach the small boy, but to get level with the suit. Making her way awkwardly on her knees to the back of him, she pulled the extra baggy parts of his sleeves and pulled them back, pinning them down to the suit with her bobby pins. She continued this until, from the front view, the suit looked almost perfect.

She stood up and looked at her master, smiling at her good work. "I must say, you look quite dashing," Aven said, chuckling. "It may look a bit strange from the back, but most people will be looking at you from the front, I would suppose, sir. Is it alright?" she asked, nodding to the mirror for him to have a look. She shoved her bangs, which fell into her eyes, out of the way. She had more bobby pins that she would have to fetch at some point, but now she had to make sure her young master was pleased with her work on his suit.

(I can't seem to write very long posts for Aven. :[ Sorry it's short, I'll work on making her's longer.)

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The young boy lifted the baggy sleeves helplessly and shurgged. "This is quite big on me." He remarked. He allowed her to try her best to fix his suit. "Go ahead and do what you can Aven, because I want you to be happy." He smiled at his maid and stood straight. Ren tried his best not to fidget as she pinned up the loose fabric.

"I must say you look quite dashing, It may look a bit strange from the back, but most people will be looking at you from the frount, I would sppose sir. Is it alright?"

He stepped towards the three paned mirorr to have a look at his altered suit. "Hmm.." He thought. "I think I can fix this a bit more." He told her with a bit more confidence in his apperance.

Ren got to work on his suit. First he had Aven pin up the suits shirt. While he found a jacket that would work with the black pants and grey shirt.

"What do you think of this jacket Aven?" He asked. The boy was holding up a dark blue coat with silver buttons. The silver cufflinks shone in the light. Making the R glow and twinkle.

He nodded at his choice and put the suit on again, this time with the new jacket.

The fabric fit perfectly. There were no more unnescary baggs, and loose cloth. He practicly gleamed as he went out to show his Maid. "I think we have done a splendid job! He said happily.

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Byron Caldwell III

"Ah, isn't life just grand?"

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Olivia Emilie Colt

"I am not a servant..."

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Sage LeFebvre

"We're all friends here, right?"

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Ren Shotuo

"You look rather statuesque."

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Aven Otis

"When life gives you apples, make apple juice! Wait, I think I got that wrong..."

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Axel Sparks

"Lets get it started!!"

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Irene Asahina

"This world is like a cage, and the slaves are the confined birds."

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Elliot Forsberg

"There's no need to treat me like a child anymore.."

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Character Portrait: Sage LeFebvre
Sage LeFebvre

"We're all friends here, right?"

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Byron Caldwell III

"Ah, isn't life just grand?"

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Elliot Forsberg

"There's no need to treat me like a child anymore.."

Character Portrait: Irene Asahina
Irene Asahina

"This world is like a cage, and the slaves are the confined birds."

Character Portrait: Ren Shotuo
Ren Shotuo

"You look rather statuesque."

Character Portrait: Axel Sparks
Axel Sparks

"Lets get it started!!"

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Mio Misaki

"Funny how your life can change in a split second."

Character Portrait: Olivia Emilie Colt
Olivia Emilie Colt

"I am not a servant..."

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Character Portrait: Axel Sparks
Axel Sparks

"Lets get it started!!"

Character Portrait: Olivia Emilie Colt
Olivia Emilie Colt

"I am not a servant..."

Character Portrait: Mio Misaki
Mio Misaki

"Funny how your life can change in a split second."

Character Portrait: Sage LeFebvre
Sage LeFebvre

"We're all friends here, right?"

Character Portrait: Byron Caldwell III
Byron Caldwell III

"Ah, isn't life just grand?"

Character Portrait: Aven Otis
Aven Otis

"When life gives you apples, make apple juice! Wait, I think I got that wrong..."

Character Portrait: Ren Shotuo
Ren Shotuo

"You look rather statuesque."

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Arthur Wake

"I try to separate my personal life from swimming."


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Uptown by pepperx3

Uptown known as the city of dreams, where only the filthy rich with their servants life. Anything is possible in Uptown.

Uptown

Uptown known as the city of dreams, where only the filthy rich with their servants life. Anything is possible in Uptown.

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