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Player's Name: LittleRoki
AIM/email/other contact info: LittleRoki@gmail.com, shota_kitten@yahoo.com, lordceil@AIM.com
Personal LJ: LittleRoki@livejournal.com
Character: Ciel Phantomhive
Series: Kuroshitsuji
Version: Manga
Age: 13 though he acts much older most of the time.
Gender: Male

Appearance: Ciel is a beautiful young boy with elegant, well-groomed silver-gray hair that hangs in a sweep over his round face, which features a small nose, rosy cheeks and plush lips. Ciel's eyes, however, are probably his most interesting feature, for one hold a pact with a powerful demon and shines a radiant purple, the other is the simplest of blues, though some would show the wild eye with joy and passion, young Ciel intellectually hides it with a black silken eye patch, knowing nothing good would come of the world knowing of his otherworldly companion.
Being a noble from old time Britain, Earl Ciel Phantomhive wears the most fashionable of children's clothes, including: a fine blue jacket with long tails and a big blue bow in back made of luxurious velvet, held half shut with a silver chain, underneath, he wears a pristine white dress-shirt, one large, vibrantly orange colored necktie, and a pair of skin tight cotton blue pants. Unshielded by his jacket, the fashionable Earl wears a pretty blue miniature top hat with streaming blue and white ribbons tied gracefully atop it with a fake blue rose on the side to match, and, also, a pair of heeled brown buckled dress shoes with knee-high cotton stocking and a large, glowingly blue ring.
Ciel's body when utterly unprotected by clothing is childish, skinny and pale, nothing very remarkable but the dark brown burn on the left side of his back. In truth, the burn is actually a brand put on him when he was twelve featuring, upon closer inspection, a crown atop a blade with snakes slithering up it with a circle around it [At least that is what I think it is, it's hard to see in scanlastions]. The mark has cause Ciel to never show his body to anyone, he finds it a most shameful thing.

Personality: Despite the fact that he is only thirteen, Ciel acts very maturely most of the time, mostly due to his cold, rude, and yet cunning attitude. He is manipulative to an extent, he has learned to use people as pieces in his chess game of life, since he is virtually incapable of caring for himself. Ciel has no 'friends' due to the fact that he does not believe in allies in his chess games, causing an eternal aura of lonely, bitterness to surround him. The young noble tends to try and hide his joys and sorrows with rage or complete indifference, making him hard to read from time to time. In general Ciel is anti-social with people who are of a 'lower' class then him, or that he has no use for, making him the 'slightest' bit hard to get close to.
Ciel does have a childish however, he loves sweets, can't take care of himself and tends to pout when his strategy's fail, he also has a minor issue sleeping without company. The young boy is also temperamental and easily infuriated, proving more to the point that he is still only thirteen. Ciel, more then anything, more that he is cruel, cunning or childish, the boy is depressed and misses his family, which is now long gone.

Fears: Ciel fears being alone, fire, losing his way, being in the dark, loosing his family ring, counting on others, loosing a game of chess, rape, brands, being looked down upon, being seen without a shirt on, loosing his butler, loosing his soul, betraying his Queen, reliving his past, being sacrificed, seeing the hate towards him on his parents faces, dislikes and might be slightly afraid of cats, and is terrified of dieing without getting his revenge on the people who killed his family.

Weaknesses: Ciel is skinny, can not fight, can't even properly dress himself without assistance. He even has bad balance and is slow to boot.

Strengths/Abilities: He is very cunning and manipulative, he does not fear pain, and is good at chess. He carries no weapon but a small walking cane.

History: Ciel was born into a aristocratic family called the Phantomhives, he was a happy child who loved his family with all his heart and was well loved in return. One night, however, all this was abruptly taken away from him. That night Ciel woke from his sleep to see that everything he had ever know or cared for had be ripped from his small hands, his home was burning, his mother and father laid dead along with his dog Sebastian. He and his butler, Takana, were the only ones to survive from the mansion. Some would think it lucky Ciel lived, but luck was less on his side then one would think. After being orphaned and unfound by either his aunt Madam Red or his finance Elizabeth, the 12 year old was sold into slavery, branded with a hot iron, raped, and used as a human sacrifice, where, in a turn of events, he was forced in a life or death moment to make a dark deal with a demon that could grant nearly his every wish, in exchange for his soul. Ciel's deal with the demon was that it would become his butler in order to destroy those who had done him wrong by destroying his family and home, and it was to obey every command given, it's name would be the same as his dead dog Sebastian, and it's appearance would be that or his diseased father, all in the simple exchange of his young soul. The deal was set, and thus Sebastian came to live with his master, lord Ciel, in the mansion, Ciel's original home, that the demon was ordered to rebuild.
In all truth, Ciel both admired and resented the demon who came to stay by his side, hatefully he would chuck darts at the 'man' day after day, yet allowed the man to touter him, dress him, bathe him, and feed him without any fuss. The boy and the demon lived together for about a week before they decided to hire help, first, Takana came back to their home as another butler, second, they hired an ungodly off balanced maid named Maylean, then an inhumanely strong, and uncontrollable gardener named Finnegan, and last, a phyro-manic, time obsessed cook named Bard. All together they came to live dysfunctionally with charred food, a destroyed garden and a new china set to replaced the old one each week. Other then the nearly normal days, the group also lived a second, darker life, one that included putting your life on the line day in and day out. Ciel had taken on the job left by his father, the job of being the Queen's dog, and doing her dirty work, including the Jake the Ripper cases, a demonic curry contest, and exploring a circus of misfits and soon to be murdered children. Some of the jobs brought both pain and sorrow, such as the Jack the Ripper cases, where, under an insane series of events we come to find Ciel's aunt, one of his few living relatives, was Jake the Ripper, and was soon killed by a chainsaw wielding Shinigami in front of Ciel's eyes. The other two jobs mentioned included a painful struggle to please a heart broken and spoiled prince of India, and the most current and frightful one, coming face to face with one of the cult members who had tortured him and many other young children. Though each job is hard, and each one spices Ciel's soul just a little more for Mr. Sebastian, they each bring him a little closer to escaping his crazed cousin/finance Elizabeth, closer to being painfully devoured by Sebastian, closer to getting free of his annoying servants, and most importantly finding who killed his beloved parents and put him through the worst torture of his life.

Sample RP post: The summer-mansion was quiet tonight and Ciel had been sleeping alone, unaccompanied by his butler without him realizing it, this bothered the him. The butler always was to stay by the side of his bed unless he told him otherwise or he had some business to attend to, but they had no business tonight, and since they were away from home, there was no reason for him to clean up after their foolish servants, and more than that, he had told him to stay, so where was he? Ciel slowly sat up in his bed and stretched, reaching drowsily for his eye patch which his tied in a dead-knot crookedly over his one shining purple eye, the pact of his demonic butler Sebastian. He looked around his room. Still no butler. “Sebastian?” No reply. “Sebastian!” Louder now, but still no reply. Anger bubbled is Ciel's belly as he rose from his bed.
“I command you Sebastian, come to me now!” The room stood still and the only reply was his own echo, that sent a shiver down Ciel's spine. It also made him madder. Ciel ripped his eye patch back off and commanded one more time, “I command you Sebastian, come to your lord!” His mismatched eyes glowed a mincing duo of purple to the left and blue to the right as he turned a a full circle around his room. “Where are you!” The demon should have been able to hear him from anywhere if the pact was shown, why was he not here now? Ciel tugged at his silver-gray hair and stormed out of the room, for quite sometime he searched the mini-castle in vain. Finally after much failure the child returned to his room and pulled his eye patch back on with difficulty due to the dead-knot earlier tied, he would have to search outside as well.
Ciel went to the dresser in the corner of the room, pulled out one of his nice outfits, and put it on with great difficulty, it was crooked and disarranged, but he, at this point, did not care. He turned to leave, but a noise drifted from his window and caught his attention, he rushed to the open window and peered out. “Sebastian?” his voice drifted on the wind, but in the distance he swore he could see a figure and he leaned out farther. “Sebastian!” As he screamed to the unknown figure he felt his grasp loosen and his leg slip, and before he knew it he was tumbling to the ground from three stories up. He did not die. Or at least he didn't think he had died. No, he was alive, but where was he? In this odd room, in this odd place, this was not his home. [My posts wont always be so long-winded, I promise.]

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