Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s Comments (group member since Jul 11, 2012)

Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s comments from the Elementals [Advanced RP] group.

((BLAH!!!!! WHERE IS CASHMERE???))

Staccato smiled. "Of course I do! Why would I not? It's very true!" He took another bite of his Penne, still looking at Isabelle.

((Know how you feel.))

Staccato swallowed, then looked at Isabelle. "Isabelle! You're beautiful!"

Staccato smiled at Abigail. "You guys are eating your food really cold," he said, taking a bite of his hot, spicy pasta. "That's really good," he said with his mouth full, pointing his fork at his plate.

Staccato nodded, and started to eat his food. Not really sure what to say, he just looked at Abigail across the table. He noticed Isabelle's little dragon and reached out a hand to pet it. He then summoned another dragon, which then proceeded to eat hers.

"No, no, I'm fine..." Staccato looked at Max and smiled. "Thanks you, sir," he said in his shut-up-and-be-polite-to-the-rich-dude voice.

Ms.Cashmere wrote: "Isabelle sighed softly looking at them both. "Oh abgail he's allowed to come but he rather not. This would be his second time not going. His family is very wealthy like mine. But he rather work her..."

Staccato looked down at the table. Why is everyone else's family always rich or impoverished? Was he the only one from a true middle class family? He was never hungry as a kid, but he wasn't exactly 'swimming in money'...

Staccato shrugged. "When is our food gonna come? I'm still hungry..."

Staccato looked around, too see if anyone was watching him. "No... no one's looking at me weird... maybe it's just specifically at the ball? I'm not sure..." he looked at his mask again. "It's just so uncomfortable..."

Staccato froze. "...it's not?" he looked down at his mask again. "Oh, crap. Then I've been breaking the rules for years." He looked down at his mask in a horrified way. "What happens if I break the rules?"

Staccato smiled. He looked at his mask, still laying on the table. "Why am I the only one who ever takes theirs off? They're not COMFORTABLE... are they?" he looked unsure.

"I'll have the Penne ala Arrabbiata," Staccato said with a smirk. He loved saying that. Even if it's nasty as hell, he's still happy to have the ability to say it. "What are you getting? Decide quickly, Max is getting looks."

Staccato gave Max a polite nod, then proceeded to char the edges of his mask's eyes. "There! That's better. ...Where's a napkin?" he said, looked under the table for something to clean up the ashes with. He stopped, staring at something on the ground.

Staccato grinned, looked back up at Isabelle and Abigail. "I like making Phoenixes. They're the most fun. The intricacy of the feathers, the blazing eyes... it's amazing how one can make someone so beautiful out of such a dangerous substance." He smiled, forming another small phoenix in his hand. He dissolved it's features into a ball. He moved it across the table, right in front of Abigail, then put it out.

((Gotta go. Be back in... 50 minutes?))

((Ah. Makes sense.))

"What do you mean?" Staccato removed his mask and put it on the table, letting his hair fall down to his shoulders again. He flipped his hair to get it out of his face, then looked back at the menu, his handsome features no longer obscured by his full-face mask.

((Yeah... what IS an Advanced RP?))

Staccato kept looking at the menu. "Maybe.... Ooh! I got it!" he said, excitedly closing the menu and almost knocking off his mask. Underneath he was grinning up a storm. "Perfect..." He looked at Abigail. "It's easy. I just balance the fire."

((Ah.))

"Max is a great name. I still like my name more, though. Staccato... it sounds so... badass." Staccato kept surging up tiny little flames on his fingertips whilst browsing through the menu. "Hm..."

((...it says on the top of the comment.))

Staccato slid in next to her. "Really? There are still people named Max? No offense, that's a great name, it's just.... not common where I come from..." Staccato shrugged and took a menu. "What's on here..."