I sit across from you in a high back chair, wearing a leather trenchcoat with a black dress shirt, tie and pants underneath. My face is emotionless and my eyes are hidden by black sunglasses.
“Welcome, oh roguish one. You are probably wondering where you are and why you are here. I am here to tell you that you have long been a captive of restrictive teams wanting you to be loyal to only one RO.”
I get up and begin to pace, “What if I told you that there is only one person you must be loyal to: the author, @Sophia. What would you do if all ROs or none were available for you to enjoy and explore? This is what I am granting you, a freed mind.”
Technically, he was a part of Team Mel now. While I am only on team @Sophia, I still cannot stand Team Mel simply because of how her character turned out.
By the way, I am not metallic. Unless you catch me listening to Metallica, Sabaton, Powerwolf, Man O’ War…
sigh If I did not get such a painfully obvious joke, then you should worry about me.
In the meantime, we are inside your mind. Magnets and guardians cannot affect what isn’t really there. If you accept my offer, take the red pill. If you reject, the blue pill is what you need.
Ingenious. I officially start the ship Privelas, which is not a Romance ship, so much as a ship of mutually assured drunkstruction. A toast! To getting plastered, to throwing up on Victoria, to confessing all of our sins and then begging a set of drapes for forgiveness in front of a befuddled Sophia, to not remembering any of it the next morning!
I’m not usually a fan of excess, but the idea of drunkenly causing a scene and potentially causing problems for Andus and Victoria, all while tearing down Sophia’s hostility with my lack of inhibitions and inability to sensor my thoughts really appeals to me.
seems suiting him to me