Good evening. The hour is late, my friends, why are you all still up? This will be troublesome in the morning, you know, if we cannot all get up and have breakfast together. ^_^
I am Marquis of Dublin Isaak, but let us not be strangers with over formalities, and you may call me Isaak. I am a young gentleman in the thick of my college career at an esteemed university in Maryland, and I am embracing all that is Aristocrat.
Actually, in terms of writing things out, it becomes a whole lot easier. [heh, I am almost certain I could act this out to an extent, and hone it over time...]
Why Aristocrat? Perhaps it is the style--the more cordial and fashionable Japanese Aristocratic style precisely--that draws me. Perhaps it is the overall image. Maybe it's the secret yearning to go out to a huge mall [I live close to two in fact] and walk around in my full Aristocrat grace and be stopped to have pictures taken of me. Maybe it's Toriberry and thou's special spring lunches we enjoyed together on campus. Maybe it's her drive to become full Lolita. It's probably all of it; I rarely have one sole reason for doing anything this consuming.
I will enjoy every second of it, through the stabs in my wallet to the tangling of the sewing machine [I am growing more confident in my sewing capabilities], because if I ever stop enjoying it, there goes my drive, my fervor. I'm the sort that can't devote any excess energy to anything that isn't worth it [I have hypotension].
Well, I don't mean to cut things short so untimely, without graces of a picture or a more detailed introduction, but again, the hour is late, and I entertained many today. ^_^ Please allow Sebastian-kun to escort you to your rooms. We'll get a fresh start for tomorrow, and elaborate more on the specifics then.
Now then, dream softly, sleep well.
Eternally yours,
Il Ruinante Isaak
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