((So this has been floating around in my head for awhile, mostly because these two keep appearing in my nightmares. Odd I know. I have decided this RP will have child abuse, murder, and maybe some sexual tension here and there. Driscoli is on the left, Drossel (from Kuroshitsuji) on the right.The location is bound to switch around, hard for me to stay in one for this.))
"Have you ever wondered why I took you in, remade you, made you into something special? It was all out of pity. Pity for a puppet who was left alone to rot, one of such beautiful craftsmanship... but you were human once yes? A real shame...."
"I am here now, Master. I am here to serve you. I try not to question your actions for breathing life into this broken body of mine. So I think to myself--"
"You honestly don't know? ... We are both dolls, who were once living beings. Although, what we were before differ, and don't even matter anymore. Even though I gifted you with the option of turning yourself into a living being again, the form of flesh is faulty. You may have been made of wood before, but my talents on dollmaking have fixed any flaws you made have had in the past," Driscoli shook his head turning his attention away from the other puppet who stood near him. "In fact, you may find yourself almost unstoppable. The material I have re-made you from is a secret, but I am sure it will not dissapoint you... so is being a servant to me really the path you wish to go down? I am no angel Drossel," He looked over his shoulder back towards the other, who seemed to have not moved at all. 'If he thinks me a merciful master, he is wrong. My species... Ghoul. An exception to my race perhaps, but only because I aligned myself with Eva.
Drossel continued to stare at the man in front of him, transfixed to the brilliant red uniform he wore. He looked so much like a soldier, it was hard to beleive he was a doll as well. So, what was he before? "Understood," he bowed before him, "I will serve you, a payment for such a selfless act. Maybe I can learn to be like a human again."
Fool... but he doesn't know. If I have to be around him, then my real self must remain hidden. I know the rest of the world see my Ghoul form as some hideous, twisted monster. Yet, I am locked in this human looking body. "What does it mean to be human? Do you lack some emotions? Question everything? I think you have come a little further then that," Driscoli managed a smile, walking close to the other placing a white gloved hand under his chin to tilt the puppet's head up to meet his gaze, "Funny, we both have such flawless appearances. Immaculate faces, perfect bodies... but its our minds that are.... imperfect," he immediatly dropped contact with the other, Just another toy... not often do I get to control dolls or toys with a mind of their own, I am usually the one who has complete control over them. From a simple toy soldier, to pieces on a chess board. All can become a weapon of mine if I choose.'
"Imperfect..." Drossel stood still hearing those words run through his head over and over. "Yes, imperfect in mind only... but then I think to myself, living things have many flaws no matter how big or small, but us dolls show no sign of imperfection physically. Is this what you mean?"
"... Exactly. So you are a fast learner. I can make good use of you indeed," Driscoli laughed to himself, Even if I come off as being neutral, my inner self tells me otherwise. Yes, maybe he can help me releive any pent up aggression. Someone... someone who disrespects dolls, puppets... why not reeanact a ballet? The Snow Queen? Nutcracker? So many choices, to prey on those weaker then me for my own enjoyment.