Carol of the Bells - DTAE

Instructions

Hello! First actual project on my new account <3 Let’s get to it! -Bio- - Bell Cat: Name: Accliac Age: 3 (in human years) Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Personality: Quiet, Skiddish, a little Aloof, Uptight Motto: Karma will come around… And I am the conduit for its will. - Tassel Dragon: Name: Pipara Age: 134 (in ??? years, 2,356,789 human years) Gender: N/A Pronouns: Any Personality: Cunning, Sly, Greedy, a little Goofy Motto: It’s not a breach in contract if it wasn’t explicitly stated. -Backstory- I am Accliac, Karma’s conduit, right hand to them. I do their will without fail. Until I met it. It slithered around me, corrupting my thoughts, warping my desires. I no longer could think straight. Please forgive me, my god. I stand up from my prayer. The church I resided in was minute in size, based on the echos. I turn to where the cleric was. She wasn’t there anymore. That was fine. I make my way down the aisle, hearing my bells echo. The few priests there stared at me. I felt their piercing gazes. It unnerved me. I ignored it and proceeded to the exit. [ARE YOU IGNORING ME?] I clench my paws. [I KNOW YOU CAN HEEEEEAR MEEE] I keep walking. [WE MADE A PACT, REMEMBER???] I hear one of the priests gasp. “Wh-what is that?!” I ignore it. I ignore it all. I am Pipara, in your petty native tongue. You may know me as many things, but unlike my good friend you know, Accliac, I myself am sort of a Demigod. I take after the god of Greed. He knows me, and I know him. We made a pact a while ago, but that’s irrelevant. Now I roam free. And I can annoy poor Accliac how ever much I want! Yippee! //Shut up.// The nerve! Back talking to your boss??? //You’re not my boss. I only take orders from Karma.// Oh, that petty god? They really are annoying, much like you are stubborn. //Do NOT insult my god like that, or I will have to punish you.// Pfft! Like the Void you can. //Just shut up. This wasn’t part of the contract.// But I never said I /wouldn't/ do it… //You Corrupter.// How dArE you- pft- call me that! Hahahahaha! //Tsk.// I realized something from that church. I probably shouldn’t go there again. That fiend thrives on my empty prayers I spoke out of luck. I’m not very religious, but I thought I could give it a try. It didn’t work. Karma isn’t the kind of good you pray to, either. They just control things no matter what you can do. They’re uncontrollable. That’s why I love them so. When I was blind, Karma let me see. When I was lost, Karma showed me the path. When I rebelled, Karma punished me. When I harmed out of anger instead of duty, Karma let me know. Rather painfully, may I say. [YOU’RE STUUUUUPID!!!] Oh? How so? [HMM… YOU SPOKE TO ME? HAHAHAHA!!!] Technically, you spoke to me first. I was just being polite. [HMMMMM… YESSSS… THAT IS TRUE… HEY, CAN YOU GO AND GET A CHOCOLATE SOUFFLÉ?] Wh- wait what? What for? [I’M HUNGRY, AND I MISS THIS REALM’S FOOD CULTURE.] Nobody’s going to give a cat a chocolate soufflé. And why would I do that for you? [I’LL CALL OFF THE CONTRACT.] ! [PFFT- HAHAHAHA! LIKE THE VOID I WILL! THAT WAS A JOKE, YOUR FACE WAS PRICELESS!!!] … [ANYWAYS, I WAS JUST HUNGRY MAN. SO YA GONNA DO IT OR NOT?] Fine, if I can do it, I’ll do it. Karma will come around. [THANKYOOOOOUUUUUU, ACCLIAC!] Don’t call me that. [THEN WHAT SHOULD I CALLLL YOUUUU?] …forget it. [EHEHEHEHEHE! OKAY, ‘FORGET IT’!] [HEYYYY WHERE YA GOIN???] [ACCLIAC?] -the end-