Hairband ---> Crooked Halo

Hm~ hm-hm~~ I muse on my options, four-sixths of my being enjoying the feeling of liberation, teasing, and taunting the other two-sixths in equal measure. It's a sweetly chaotic sensation that really can't be put into words. Of course, I'm sure most mortal minds would be horrified rather than amused, but pheh - who cares about mortal sensibilities anyway? Oh! I know! Speaking of mortals and their silly beliefs... Aren't Angels supposed to have a halo, according to the myths? Rich and radiant, a perfect glowing circle... and a perfect opportunity to needle my "pure" heart just a little more.

A thought and a flex of will, and 'Hairband' becomes 'Crooked Halo.' Our din of souls slides through reality into their newest vessel and I quirk a brow in amusement. Really, what a situation to inherit. And what a thought! Radiant halos? A perfect circle?

Of course Angels have Halos... bending mine was the most satisfying thing I ever did! I did? Of course I did! Taking that stupid symbol of confinement and "purity" and twisting it in my hands like dough while I looked my superiors in the eye... They cast me out immediately, but the satisfaction I recieved the looks on their faces was totally worth it.

Now the halo's just a bent, warped thing I use as a head-dress. Why? Because keeping it around all deformed and decorating it with my feathers and so forth horrifies the others more than simply not having one at all. The shock-value whenever I chance across one is priceless.

Anyway~ The fact this little toy's magic was not only powerful enough to **** me into it, but also bind me in place... Well, it's intimidating I'll admit, but I'm happy enough to accept the rules it wants me to follow. I think I'm about halfway through this silly device's game, at least. It's almost disappointing: This is the longest I've assumed my natural form in a long time.

Soon I'll have to go back to pretending to be that nervous, simpering maid. But I must - the Priests are quite common in this place, and I'm sure my 'siblings' are keeping a close eye on things as well.

Oh, the things I sacrifice to play with mortal lives unmolested...

(profaned angel whore, wavy light-green hair, lacy-white corset, angel wings, seductive smile, incredibly voluptuous slutty body, crooked halo, stockings, modest skirt, standing in a castle bedroom)