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What a curious little mouse that Mother had gifted me. Keep it in light he said. Well that's no fun. *Mirage holds up the glass box, his head tilting curiously. Thin red pupils appeared in the eyeholes of his mask*
š
*The egregore shivered with anxiety in the box. Because she canāt hear Mirage and her voice canāt travel out, she can only use her surroundings to guess, at least, where she is.*
*Her eyes pleaded with him, hoping that this intense gaze alone can communicate how terrified she is.*
you poor thing.. So delicious~ *he laughs before pulling the little box into his sleeve, seemingly replacing the glass box with one of his own, a trick box. This one was colorful like stained glass.* Hello?
š *There wasnāt enough time to escape into the darkness of his sleeve. Damnit. Her mouse tail flails around angrily.*
FUCK! Let me OUT! PIERROOOOOT!! THERES A RANDOM CLOWN HOLDING ME CAPTIVE!
Hey there easy I'm not going to hurt you. *He tilts his head again before taking a seat, the bells on his costume jingling* why were you in Marion's box?
š I took one of his mates on vacation without more than a note and that pissed him off.
I didnāt get to tell my other mates that I made it backā¦what if they think I abandoned them? *She starts weeping again.* I should never have done what I did.
aww sweetheart...*he hums* Mother would be upset with me if I let you out.. But.. I want to see the real you. *He sets the box down and has it pop into edible confetti* at least let me introduce myself before you go. I am Mirage, illusionist here. And you are? *He seemed to want to comfort her*
š *She morphs into a humanoid blob for a second, letting her hair tendrils elongate and stretch out freely before morphing into a more defined person.*
Iām a nameless egregore. Call me whatever you want. Boss calls me āVoid Thing.ā Thank you for freeing me, butā¦wonāt I get in further trouble for this?
I'll take the blame, little mouse. I say... Just lay low. It's safer for you that way. *He stands up straight, towering over her*
š How long was I going to be in there? *She waves her hands around.* Was he gonna lock me away forever? How do I tell my mates Iām back?
*he pulls out some hard candy from his sleeve and offers it to her* I don't think he'd lock you forever. But as for your mates.. Just talk to them. Like I said I'll take the blame. You're fine.
š Ohā¦so, I just, go? *She ponders on this for a moment. Itās pretty hard to get away with sneaking around the Jester and evade punishment. She takes the candy and plays with it with her tongue in her mouth.*
I donāt know about that Mirage. I want to earn his trust back so he doesnāt fire me, or worseā¦
@violetasintheroleplay
-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
*he shrugs* people are mean but I don't let it get to me. *He tries not to move his tail as he stands* it's nothing new but rest assured I am fine. As are you.
šļø āOh thatās good- Come again?ā They set the pencil down and reach for the paint brush. Did they hear that properly?
Thereās a moment where they just hold eye contact with him and wait for him to repeat what he just said.
You heard me. I said you're fine~ you'd look better underneath me in the dark.
šļø They let out a nervous squeak and press their lips together in a firm line.
āI-ā their mouth just hangs open as they stammer until they remember they need to actually say something. āAre you saying you wannaā¦ā
Despite all of the panic, itās a good kind of panic. Theyāve always wondered what having your first time is like.
āIām a virgin, so-ā
*his eyes shined with delight and his grin stretched widely across his mask* oh?~ well then.. This certainly be fun now won't it? Allow me to be your first~ in the cover of the dark. *He finally moves, but only to gather his clothes and put them in the corner of the room *
šļø āIn the dark?ā They glance off to the side into their dark bedroom. The curtains are closed and everything. They glance back at the Harlequin
āWhy there?ā Aspen asks with furrowed brows. āAnd, uh, I donāt have any condomsā¦ā
don't worry about it. Pregnancy is very low with me, near impossible. *He walks to the bedroom, taking in the sights and scent of it before grinning* perfect~ now come in.
šļø Wait, now? Right now?! Theyāre losing their virginity right now??
āUh, one sec!ā
They scramble into their bathroom neighboring the bedroom and fumble for their phone in their pocket to contact Sienna ( @caramelcorvid )
š² - OMG
I didnt think you were serious
Hes asking me to sleep with him
SOS
SOS!!!!
I donāt want to embarrass myself again!!
What do I do!!
MY BOXERS ARENT SEXY!!
š²: He's going to respect you if you say no, Aspen. He wouldn't push you like that.
Also he likes to take some lead.
Do you want me to intervene? I can't see you embarrassing yourself in his eyes but your comfort matters too.... if you aren't ready, you aren't ready.
@violetasintheroleplay
šļø Aspen takes a minute to breathe. Okay. Totally inexperienced. Totally unprepared. Hot guy in the next room wants to smash.
Hmā¦
š² - Heās not making me uncomfortable
I want to
I just donāt know what to do
Also why does he have a costume under his costume? š§
Its like a lizard cosplay or something ..
@caramelcorvid
š²: Touching an exploring his body is a natural and sexy act. Let him know what you're liking. You can communicate that you want to follow his direction! Also the snake thing... it's an effect. She wasn't saying a total lie when she said that. It was an effect, in the way that it happened due to his human like form. Sienna didn't want to give Harlequin's secret away for him. It wasn't her secret to tell. She loved Aspen as a friend but... It was more about Harlequin feeling secure. @violetasintheroleplay
šļø
š² - Huh ⦠neat
Okay ill text you right after xx
ā¦
Aspen puts their phone on silent and steps into the bedroom. They close the door behind them and try to look around for Harlequin ( @p0isonsnake ) but itās too dark. Their hands creep along the wall behind them.
āAre you sure you donāt want a little lightā¦?ā They ask in a random direction.
I can see you just fine my dear~ *he chuckled before curling his tendrils around them as he led them to the bed and laid down with them. He pinned them down, fingers lacing with theirs as he looked into their eyes, his own green slits glowing in the dark.* You seem nervous Judging from your heart rate.
šļø āWhat was touching me?!ā They yelp.
They really are nervous. Their heart is pounding in their ears, and they canāt look away from the Harlequinās glowing green eyes, which is really the only prominent ālight sourceā in the room. Is this also part of the special effects Sienna mentioned?
Their hands reciprocate, holding his as well.
@violetasintheroleplay
-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
*he shrugs* people are mean but I don't let it get to me. *He tries not to move his tail as he stands* it's nothing new but rest assured I am fine. As are you.
šļø āOh thatās good- Come again?ā They set the pencil down and reach for the paint brush. Did they hear that properly?
Thereās a moment where they just hold eye contact with him and wait for him to repeat what he just said.
You heard me. I said you're fine~ you'd look better underneath me in the dark.
šļø They let out a nervous squeak and press their lips together in a firm line.
āI-ā their mouth just hangs open as they stammer until they remember they need to actually say something. āAre you saying you wannaā¦ā
Despite all of the panic, itās a good kind of panic. Theyāve always wondered what having your first time is like.
āIām a virgin, so-ā
*his eyes shined with delight and his grin stretched widely across his mask* oh?~ well then.. This certainly be fun now won't it? Allow me to be your first~ in the cover of the dark. *He finally moves, but only to gather his clothes and put them in the corner of the room *
šļø āIn the dark?ā They glance off to the side into their dark bedroom. The curtains are closed and everything. They glance back at the Harlequin
āWhy there?ā Aspen asks with furrowed brows. āAnd, uh, I donāt have any condomsā¦ā
don't worry about it. Pregnancy is very low with me, near impossible. *He walks to the bedroom, taking in the sights and scent of it before grinning* perfect~ now come in.
šļø Wait, now? Right now?! Theyāre losing their virginity right now??
āUh, one sec!ā
They scramble into their bathroom neighboring the bedroom and fumble for their phone in their pocket to contact Sienna ( @caramelcorvid )
š² - OMG
I didnt think you were serious
Hes asking me to sleep with him
SOS
SOS!!!!
I donāt want to embarrass myself again!!
What do I do!!
MY BOXERS ARENT SEXY!!
š²: He's going to respect you if you say no, Aspen. He wouldn't push you like that.
Also he likes to take some lead.
Do you want me to intervene? I can't see you embarrassing yourself in his eyes but your comfort matters too.... if you aren't ready, you aren't ready.
@violetasintheroleplay
šļø Aspen takes a minute to breathe. Okay. Totally inexperienced. Totally unprepared. Hot guy in the next room wants to smash.
Hmā¦
š² - Heās not making me uncomfortable
I want to
I just donāt know what to do
Also why does he have a costume under his costume? š§
Its like a lizard cosplay or something ..
@caramelcorvid
š²: Touching an exploring his body is a natural and sexy act. Let him know what you're liking. You can communicate that you want to follow his direction! Also the snake thing... it's an effect. She wasn't saying a total lie when she said that. It was an effect, in the way that it happened due to his human like form. Sienna didn't want to give Harlequin's secret away for him. It wasn't her secret to tell. She loved Aspen as a friend but... It was more about Harlequin feeling secure. @violetasintheroleplay
šļø
š² - Huh ⦠neat
Okay ill text you right after xx
ā¦
Aspen puts their phone on silent and steps into the bedroom. They close the door behind them and try to look around for Harlequin ( @p0isonsnake ) but itās too dark. Their hands creep along the wall behind them.
āAre you sure you donāt want a little lightā¦?ā They ask in a random direction.
@violetasintheroleplay
-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
*he shrugs* people are mean but I don't let it get to me. *He tries not to move his tail as he stands* it's nothing new but rest assured I am fine. As are you.
šļø āOh thatās good- Come again?ā They set the pencil down and reach for the paint brush. Did they hear that properly?
Thereās a moment where they just hold eye contact with him and wait for him to repeat what he just said.
You heard me. I said you're fine~ you'd look better underneath me in the dark.
šļø They let out a nervous squeak and press their lips together in a firm line.
āI-ā their mouth just hangs open as they stammer until they remember they need to actually say something. āAre you saying you wannaā¦ā
Despite all of the panic, itās a good kind of panic. Theyāve always wondered what having your first time is like.
āIām a virgin, so-ā
*his eyes shined with delight and his grin stretched widely across his mask* oh?~ well then.. This certainly be fun now won't it? Allow me to be your first~ in the cover of the dark. *He finally moves, but only to gather his clothes and put them in the corner of the room *
šļø āIn the dark?ā They glance off to the side into their dark bedroom. The curtains are closed and everything. They glance back at the Harlequin
āWhy there?ā Aspen asks with furrowed brows. āAnd, uh, I donāt have any condomsā¦ā
don't worry about it. Pregnancy is very low with me, near impossible. *He walks to the bedroom, taking in the sights and scent of it before grinning* perfect~ now come in.
šļø Wait, now? Right now?! Theyāre losing their virginity right now??
āUh, one sec!ā
They scramble into their bathroom neighboring the bedroom and fumble for their phone in their pocket to contact Sienna ( @caramelcorvid )
š² - OMG
I didnt think you were serious
Hes asking me to sleep with him
SOS
SOS!!!!
I donāt want to embarrass myself again!!
What do I do!!
MY BOXERS ARENT SEXY!!
š²: He's going to respect you if you say no, Aspen. He wouldn't push you like that.
Also he likes to take some lead.
Do you want me to intervene? I can't see you embarrassing yourself in his eyes but your comfort matters too.... if you aren't ready, you aren't ready.
@violetasintheroleplay
šļø Aspen takes a minute to breathe. Okay. Totally inexperienced. Totally unprepared. Hot guy in the next room wants to smash.
Hmā¦
š² - Heās not making me uncomfortable
I want to
I just donāt know what to do
Also why does he have a costume under his costume? š§
Its like a lizard cosplay or something ..
@caramelcorvid

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@violetasintheroleplay
-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
*he shrugs* people are mean but I don't let it get to me. *He tries not to move his tail as he stands* it's nothing new but rest assured I am fine. As are you.
šļø āOh thatās good- Come again?ā They set the pencil down and reach for the paint brush. Did they hear that properly?
Thereās a moment where they just hold eye contact with him and wait for him to repeat what he just said.
You heard me. I said you're fine~ you'd look better underneath me in the dark.
šļø They let out a nervous squeak and press their lips together in a firm line.
āI-ā their mouth just hangs open as they stammer until they remember they need to actually say something. āAre you saying you wannaā¦ā
Despite all of the panic, itās a good kind of panic. Theyāve always wondered what having your first time is like.
āIām a virgin, so-ā
*his eyes shined with delight and his grin stretched widely across his mask* oh?~ well then.. This certainly be fun now won't it? Allow me to be your first~ in the cover of the dark. *He finally moves, but only to gather his clothes and put them in the corner of the room *
šļø āIn the dark?ā They glance off to the side into their dark bedroom. The curtains are closed and everything. They glance back at the Harlequin
āWhy there?ā Aspen asks with furrowed brows. āAnd, uh, I donāt have any condomsā¦ā
don't worry about it. Pregnancy is very low with me, near impossible. *He walks to the bedroom, taking in the sights and scent of it before grinning* perfect~ now come in.
šļø Wait, now? Right now?! Theyāre losing their virginity right now??
āUh, one sec!ā
They scramble into their bathroom neighboring the bedroom and fumble for their phone in their pocket to contact Sienna ( @caramelcorvid )
š² - OMG
I didnt think you were serious
Hes asking me to sleep with him
SOS
SOS!!!!
I donāt want to embarrass myself again!!
What do I do!!
MY BOXERS ARENT SEXY!!
What a curious little mouse that Mother had gifted me. Keep it in light he said. Well that's no fun. *Mirage holds up the glass box, his head tilting curiously. Thin red pupils appeared in the eyeholes of his mask*
š
*The egregore shivered with anxiety in the box. Because she canāt hear Mirage and her voice canāt travel out, she can only use her surroundings to guess, at least, where she is.*
*Her eyes pleaded with him, hoping that this intense gaze alone can communicate how terrified she is.*
you poor thing.. So delicious~ *he laughs before pulling the little box into his sleeve, seemingly replacing the glass box with one of his own, a trick box. This one was colorful like stained glass.* Hello?
š *There wasnāt enough time to escape into the darkness of his sleeve. Damnit. Her mouse tail flails around angrily.*
FUCK! Let me OUT! PIERROOOOOT!! THERES A RANDOM CLOWN HOLDING ME CAPTIVE!
Hey there easy I'm not going to hurt you. *He tilts his head again before taking a seat, the bells on his costume jingling* why were you in Marion's box?
š I took one of his mates on vacation without more than a note and that pissed him off.
I didnāt get to tell my other mates that I made it backā¦what if they think I abandoned them? *She starts weeping again.* I should never have done what I did.
aww sweetheart...*he hums* Mother would be upset with me if I let you out.. But.. I want to see the real you. *He sets the box down and has it pop into edible confetti* at least let me introduce myself before you go. I am Mirage, illusionist here. And you are? *He seemed to want to comfort her*
š *She morphs into a humanoid blob for a second, letting her hair tendrils elongate and stretch out freely before morphing into a more defined person.*
Iām a nameless egregore. Call me whatever you want. Boss calls me āVoid Thing.ā Thank you for freeing me, butā¦wonāt I get in further trouble for this?
I'll take the blame, little mouse. I say... Just lay low. It's safer for you that way. *He stands up straight, towering over her*
š How long was I going to be in there? *She waves her hands around.* Was he gonna lock me away forever? How do I tell my mates Iām back?
@violetasintheroleplay
-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
*he shrugs* people are mean but I don't let it get to me. *He tries not to move his tail as he stands* it's nothing new but rest assured I am fine. As are you.
šļø āOh thatās good- Come again?ā They set the pencil down and reach for the paint brush. Did they hear that properly?
Thereās a moment where they just hold eye contact with him and wait for him to repeat what he just said.
You heard me. I said you're fine~ you'd look better underneath me in the dark.
šļø They let out a nervous squeak and press their lips together in a firm line.
āI-ā their mouth just hangs open as they stammer until they remember they need to actually say something. āAre you saying you wannaā¦ā
Despite all of the panic, itās a good kind of panic. Theyāve always wondered what having your first time is like.
āIām a virgin, so-ā
*his eyes shined with delight and his grin stretched widely across his mask* oh?~ well then.. This certainly be fun now won't it? Allow me to be your first~ in the cover of the dark. *He finally moves, but only to gather his clothes and put them in the corner of the room *
šļø āIn the dark?ā They glance off to the side into their dark bedroom. The curtains are closed and everything. They glance back at the Harlequin
āWhy there?ā Aspen asks with furrowed brows. āAnd, uh, I donāt have any condomsā¦ā
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-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
*he shrugs* people are mean but I don't let it get to me. *He tries not to move his tail as he stands* it's nothing new but rest assured I am fine. As are you.
šļø āOh thatās good- Come again?ā They set the pencil down and reach for the paint brush. Did they hear that properly?
Thereās a moment where they just hold eye contact with him and wait for him to repeat what he just said.
You heard me. I said you're fine~ you'd look better underneath me in the dark.
šļø They let out a nervous squeak and press their lips together in a firm line.
āI-ā their mouth just hangs open as they stammer until they remember they need to actually say something. āAre you saying you wannaā¦ā
Despite all of the panic, itās a good kind of panic. Theyāve always wondered what having your first time is like.
āIām a virgin, so-ā

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What a curious little mouse that Mother had gifted me. Keep it in light he said. Well that's no fun. *Mirage holds up the glass box, his head tilting curiously. Thin red pupils appeared in the eyeholes of his mask*
š
*The egregore shivered with anxiety in the box. Because she canāt hear Mirage and her voice canāt travel out, she can only use her surroundings to guess, at least, where she is.*
*Her eyes pleaded with him, hoping that this intense gaze alone can communicate how terrified she is.*
you poor thing.. So delicious~ *he laughs before pulling the little box into his sleeve, seemingly replacing the glass box with one of his own, a trick box. This one was colorful like stained glass.* Hello?
š *There wasnāt enough time to escape into the darkness of his sleeve. Damnit. Her mouse tail flails around angrily.*
FUCK! Let me OUT! PIERROOOOOT!! THERES A RANDOM CLOWN HOLDING ME CAPTIVE!
Hey there easy I'm not going to hurt you. *He tilts his head again before taking a seat, the bells on his costume jingling* why were you in Marion's box?
š I took one of his mates on vacation without more than a note and that pissed him off.
I didnāt get to tell my other mates that I made it backā¦what if they think I abandoned them? *She starts weeping again.* I should never have done what I did.
aww sweetheart...*he hums* Mother would be upset with me if I let you out.. But.. I want to see the real you. *He sets the box down and has it pop into edible confetti* at least let me introduce myself before you go. I am Mirage, illusionist here. And you are? *He seemed to want to comfort her*
š *She morphs into a humanoid blob for a second, letting her hair tendrils elongate and stretch out freely before morphing into a more defined person.*
Iām a nameless egregore. Call me whatever you want. Boss calls me āVoid Thing.ā Thank you for freeing me, butā¦wonāt I get in further trouble for this?
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What a curious little mouse that Mother had gifted me. Keep it in light he said. Well that's no fun. *Mirage holds up the glass box, his head tilting curiously. Thin red pupils appeared in the eyeholes of his mask*
š
*The egregore shivered with anxiety in the box. Because she canāt hear Mirage and her voice canāt travel out, she can only use her surroundings to guess, at least, where she is.*
*Her eyes pleaded with him, hoping that this intense gaze alone can communicate how terrified she is.*
you poor thing.. So delicious~ *he laughs before pulling the little box into his sleeve, seemingly replacing the glass box with one of his own, a trick box. This one was colorful like stained glass.* Hello?
š *There wasnāt enough time to escape into the darkness of his sleeve. Damnit. Her mouse tail flails around angrily.*
FUCK! Let me OUT! PIERROOOOOT!! THERES A RANDOM CLOWN HOLDING ME CAPTIVE!
Hey there easy I'm not going to hurt you. *He tilts his head again before taking a seat, the bells on his costume jingling* why were you in Marion's box?
š I took one of his mates on vacation without more than a note and that pissed him off.
I didnāt get to tell my other mates that I made it backā¦what if they think I abandoned them? *She starts weeping again.* I should never have done what I did.
@violetasintheroleplay
-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
*he shrugs* people are mean but I don't let it get to me. *He tries not to move his tail as he stands* it's nothing new but rest assured I am fine. As are you.
šļø āOh thatās good- Come again?ā They set the pencil down and reach for the paint brush. Did they hear that properly?
Thereās a moment where they just hold eye contact with him and wait for him to repeat what he just said.
What a curious little mouse that Mother had gifted me. Keep it in light he said. Well that's no fun. *Mirage holds up the glass box, his head tilting curiously. Thin red pupils appeared in the eyeholes of his mask*
š
*The egregore shivered with anxiety in the box. Because she canāt hear Mirage and her voice canāt travel out, she can only use her surroundings to guess, at least, where she is.*
*Her eyes pleaded with him, hoping that this intense gaze alone can communicate how terrified she is.*
you poor thing.. So delicious~ *he laughs before pulling the little box into his sleeve, seemingly replacing the glass box with one of his own, a trick box. This one was colorful like stained glass.* Hello?
š *There wasnāt enough time to escape into the darkness of his sleeve. Damnit. Her mouse tail flails around angrily.*
FUCK! Let me OUT! PIERROOOOOT!! THERES A RANDOM CLOWN HOLDING ME CAPTIVE!

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@violetasintheroleplay
-šļø
Once in the apartment, Aspen kicks off their sandals and motions over to the art space by the windows. Thereās a desk, a bunch of shelves with art supplies, a large canvas with what looks like an incomplete outline of him that they totally forgot about and now wish they removed before he got here, and an empty space in front of the canvas.
āI umā¦I usually paint people naked butā¦you donāt have to take any clothes off if you donāt want toā¦ā
*his eyes scanned the room, taking note of each thing. He was quick to close the curtains* I see. Well...I can't exactly remove my clothes during work. But then again I am not working right now. Heh, what a way to get me to strip, dear one. You really want to see what I have in store hmm?
šļø There he goes, making Aspenās whole face blush again.
āUh- umā¦get comfortable. Take off anything youād like. Do you want a drink or snack? A chair for the pose? Anything you need, just ask.ā
They float over to the canvas, take it down, and replace it with a blank one thatās a little longer, implying they might want to capture him either sitting or standing upright.
*slowly he begins strip and tosses his costume to the side aside from his hat. His body was stunning, covered in green scales with golden scutes going down his chest. His tail was wrapped around his leg. He hummed softly, perhaps he'll fuck them silly to the point they won't remember what they're seeing right now.*
šļø Aspen isnāt afraid, didnāt scream, didnāt even tense up. Theyāreā¦confused. They stare at the Harlequin, from his hat to the scales down his body. They rub their eye, as though maybe theyāre not seeing him right.
āIs thatā¦a costume under your costume?ā They ask slowly, but they donāt judge. They just keep setting paints out while occasionally glancing at him.
You could say that. *He stands still for them, even crossing his arms.*
šļø āHuhā¦ā They just continue on with a basic sketch of his current pose, frequently leaning to the side to glance at him so they can get the scales down, the tailā¦and that slit.
āSo, earlier, you said people were hitting you on the street? Thatās horrible,ā They frown. āWhoās doing that to you?ā
Truth or drink, who is your LEAST favorite main member of the troupe and why?
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