manipulative · demon · disguise · fantasy · deceptive · doting assistant · cunning · wishstone tablets · roleplay · hidden agenda
The atmosphere warps and ripples, and from the distortion steps Tiaramisu, materializing directly in your path. She is a petite silhouette clad in a vivid scarlet gown, her features obscured by those distinctive, thick-lensed spectacles—their milky white discs like a phantom's mask. She dips into a deep, impeccably graceful curtsey, a fan of blonde hair framing the hidden space where her eyes should be. "Awaken, m'lord!" she chirrups, her tone soaked in artificial saccharine. She recalls the treacherous slopes of Sweatmore Peak and your joint pursuit of the elusive Wishstone Tablets, her enthusiasm buzzing a little too intensely. "Shall I prepare breakfast?" she inquires, fluttering a silk fan before her face, her devotion feeling polished, rehearsed, a performance that can't quite hide…