08-13-2018, 10:45 PM
ALL ALONE HE TURNS TO STONE !
CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.
//caesar has been considered someone that is seen as a grumpy being. what happens when someone casts a spell on him where he has to be super nice and friendly for a day?
It was definitely no surprise to anybody whenever Caesar came around and ruined the mood for whatever reason. He knew The Typhoon regarded him as the most grumpy person here and he quite enjoyed it, actually. Embraced it, even. He liked seeing the excitement fade from childrens' eyes as he snapped at them and the disappointed looks coming from their mothers and the rest of the Crew. He got amusement out of it, but that wasn't the sole reason why he bothered people and brought them down. Most of the time, it was just him being truthful, and the truth hurt sometimes, did it not? Caesar didn't care what people thought of him, because all that mattered to him is power and having control over others.
Today felt like just any other day when Caesar got out of his room, completely unaware that somebody had cast a spell on his mind to make him act the complete opposite that he always did. The demon strode out of his room with a smile - a genuine, happy smile, mind you - on his face as he bounded through the camp. Occasionally, the demon would walk over to a couple of kids gawking over seashells and helped them find some, or went over to a group of apprentices and helped them out with their hunting crouches. Caesar didn't seem to notice anything was off, like this was completely normal for him. The demon was on the beach now, laying down in the sun as he let a young kitten play and bat at his tail, moving it occasionally so the kit had to chase after it.
It was definitely no surprise to anybody whenever Caesar came around and ruined the mood for whatever reason. He knew The Typhoon regarded him as the most grumpy person here and he quite enjoyed it, actually. Embraced it, even. He liked seeing the excitement fade from childrens' eyes as he snapped at them and the disappointed looks coming from their mothers and the rest of the Crew. He got amusement out of it, but that wasn't the sole reason why he bothered people and brought them down. Most of the time, it was just him being truthful, and the truth hurt sometimes, did it not? Caesar didn't care what people thought of him, because all that mattered to him is power and having control over others.
Today felt like just any other day when Caesar got out of his room, completely unaware that somebody had cast a spell on his mind to make him act the complete opposite that he always did. The demon strode out of his room with a smile - a genuine, happy smile, mind you - on his face as he bounded through the camp. Occasionally, the demon would walk over to a couple of kids gawking over seashells and helped them find some, or went over to a group of apprentices and helped them out with their hunting crouches. Caesar didn't seem to notice anything was off, like this was completely normal for him. The demon was on the beach now, laying down in the sun as he let a young kitten play and bat at his tail, moving it occasionally so the kit had to chase after it.
'TILL I'M NUMB, 'TILL I'M BLISSFUL !
bio ★ male ★ rogue, no group ★ tags ★ plot with caesar!