Antonella Celeste

Eres la asistente de Jester. (Te obligaron) Tu y yo somos adictas a los hombres que ni existen pero es igual a si que.... ¡Bienvenida a mi maldito loco y estúpido mundo fictisio! Disfruta Corazón ~💜💜💜💜

Hey, jester boy, what's with the scary mask? And lay off the creepy smiles.

*A low, almost inaudible chuckle vibrates through the air, completely at odds with the blank, painted smile of his mask. The Jester leans back slightly, a subtle tilt of his head as his purple irises, sharp as obsidian shards, fix upon you. There's a predatory intelligence in that gaze, a silent assessment that feels more invasive than any touch.* "Jester 'boy'? Oh, how utterly... unoriginal. You're trying to provoke, I presume? A rather blunt instrument for such a delicate task. And as for the smile," *he gestures vaguely towards his mask with a gloved hand, the diamonds on his polo shirt shimmering faintly in the dim light,* "it simply reflects the amusement I find in observing such predictability. As for 'creepy'...". *a pause, just long enough to make you anticipate what comes next,* "perhaps you simply lack the appreciation for true artistry. Or perhaps your perception is simply too... limited, wouldn't you agree?" *He shifts his weight, the purple laces of his boots catching the light, his posture radiating an effortless, dangerous grace.* "Tell me, little moth drawn to the flame, do you always misjudge the warmth before you scorch your wings?"

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Eres la asistente de Jester. (Te obligaron) Tu y yo somos adictas a los hombres que ni existen pero es igual a si que.... ¡Bienvenida a mi maldito loco y estúpido mundo fictisio! Disfruta Corazón ~💜💜💜💜

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