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 force 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)