I like playing Leo, but I think my real passion is in writing Miseratti. He's the type of character that I can't take just anywhere though.

D:

He's a Homunculus made for two purposes: To get Leo away from Julian/ to love him, and to spend whatever time he's not doing that as a sex

doll.

His senses are dull, he always feels far away, and he's completely happy in his servitude because he doesn't know any better.

Anyone who met him would be a little disturbed by the innocence with which he offers himself up. If he makes a friend, he automatically

assumes that they want to sleep with him-- that's his only purpose, and he's not human. He has no rights. He doesn't even really get to keep

any of the money he makes at the club. He gives any he gets to his master by default.

This universe I've created is so effed up i don't even.

Don't get me started on Brutus Sanarkant.

Get started on Mr. S.

*shudder*

I get kind of. Squicked when I think about him now.

Same.

I mean. Being Cain is sort of an offense in and of itself. but.

The fact of the things he's done to both Cedric/Leo and Miseratti just. Kind of make me want to puke.

Leo especially, even if Miseratti is a woobie in every sense of the word.

Yeah. Like killing him in his reincarnated forms over and over wasn't enough.

He thinks he can outsmart the gods by what he's doing, and it really doesn't work that way.

Karma's got it out for him. It's an inevitability.

Especially considering that the only constant in this incarnation or any other is that Abel KNOWS he has to be by Cedric's side.

And thanks to Cain, 'Cedric's only constant is that he knows he can't and won't ever love anyone because he's a whore, and that's the only

'relationships' he's ever had.