made in his image

Hannibal Lecter PhD. Psychiatrist. Cannibal. ~hiatus~ [ independent, somewhat selective multi-fandom hannibal roleplayer ]

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New verse!

verse: don’t look back [ five nights at freddy’s ]

Hannibal is curious about Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza and the news surrounding the place. Are the articles about what happened there so many years ago true? If so, why has the place not shut down? He’s determined to find out the truth behind the place.

[lecterschildren-deactivated2015]

Eoin thought about the Doctor’s question for a good minute. While he thought, he tapped his fingers on the sides of the chairs. Then upon realizing he was doing so, he immediately stopped, knowing that it could be annoying if not a bit obnoxious. 

"Nothing and everything," Eoin answered finally, his tone laced with a bit of a sigh. He didn’t like to think about it too much. In reality, Eoin didn’t know how his biological mother would be. Surely there were reasons why she gave him up, but most of them Eoin couldn’t help but think were because of him. How selfish…

"It’s hard to compare my current life to one that I can’t completely see clearly. I don’t know why my biological mother chose to give me up. I don’t know what situation she was in at the time. I don’t know how she would be now. I doubt there was a father figure in the picture anyways…"

"How is this supposed to help me?" Eoin asked, trying to turn the tables. He was just about done thinking about abandonment issues.

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His eyes were trained on the boy's fingers as they tapped against the arm rest. When they stopped, he raised his gaze back to the boy's face to examine it. Micro-expressions were important when dealing with teenagers. They were important when dealing with anyone, but more so with them, for sometimes they just wouldn't be comfortable with just spouting out their feelings. "So you feel like if you knew what your life could have been, things would have been.. less confusing."

Hannibal let out a soft sigh. "The more you talk, the more I can help you. I want to help you, but you have to let me in."

[opheliaavery]

"Yes, my family are from Massachusetts.." Her long fingers curled around the neck of her chosen bottle, she held it aloft, checking for any imperfections in the glass. "I’m not sure if we’re staying, or for how long- makes it difficult to settle in." She wasn’t sure why she said it, small talk never sat well with her.

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"That's a shame. I can give you hundreds of reasons to stay here, if you'd like," he offered with a nod, flashing a smile as well. If he could convince her to stay, he could make her another subject of his.

[goodbyeeveryone2015-deactivated]

"Ah, yes, I remember something about that. Here, take them. I’m quite over reading about gruesome murders of pretending psychopaths. I do hate those who misconstrue their faults into something darker."

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Hannibal raised his brow. "Pretending psychopaths? I dare ask why you think that."

[ashtrxyheart]

"So strange," She said, her brows furrowing. "I do hope you find whoever is behind this. It’s simply not safe, a killer like this loose on the streets." It was partly true; she did hope they caught the murderer, but not for the normal reasons. Who on earth flayed a young woman, and then left her out on the street, right in the open? It was downright distasteful; she was almost embarrassed for them. 

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"You needn't worry. This-- murderer only kills certain young women. Hopefully, they'll catch whoever it is within their next victim. ." he pursed his lips, thinking about it. It was better to look and seem thoughtful on the subject rather than simply know that no, they wouldn't catch him before the next one. She was rude and her skin was perfect for what one of his acquaintances was looking for. 

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            He’s been told it would do him                                                             good.

            He’d never been more insulted             in his entire life. There’s nothing             wrong with him; he most certainly             was not seeing things.   It  may             have been unusual for a grown             man to rant   about  nightmares             and       `possessed       robots,`             but it’s not like he was a schizo.

            He hasn’t been standing here             for long, his  ankles  knocking             together    with   every   breath.             ❝Excuse me?❞— the words             are tentative,              flustered.             ❝I’m looking for a … `Dr. Lecter?`❞

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The more Hannibal heard about this 'Five Nights at Freddy's', the more he became interested in what it was and why it was so popular. He had heard the many stories surrounding the place, yet people still went. Reflecting on it one evening must have been the fate that brought the two together, for that's when he received the call. Of course he had no idea the man who called worked there, only that he was having troubles sleeping.

The appointment having been made the following day, left the good doctor to ponder over his own thoughts some more. And as he sat in his chair that day, he still thought about the place. It was just like Chuck-E-Cheeses. Childish.

When Hannibal heard the footsteps, he looked up from where he sat reading the daily news and gazed over the man. He looked just like Will-- could have been his twin, really. "You've come to the right place. I assume you are Mike," he stood and walked over to shake his hand. "Dr. Lecter, at your service. Please, have a seat."

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[lecterschildren-deactivated2015]

An Independent Multi-Character roleplay for NBC Hannibal

✦ Muse Count: 2; possibility to add more

✦ Multiple years of writing and roleplaying experience

✦ Multi-paragraph, novella, one-liners, some icons and some gifchats

✦ Mutli-verse and perhaps multi-fandom (depends on muses)

✦ Open to plotting + New Threads + AUs

✦ Familiar with books, movies and show

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Torture Tuesday:

Come and break my muse with:

Nightmares

Personal Anons

Scenarios

How you’d kill my muse

How you’d torture my muse

Everything

Just. Break. My. Muse.

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↖Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway . . . eventually . . .

[stilltheyscream]

She took his hand and returned the smile. “The pleasure’s mine. I’m very excited about this class.”

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"I'm glad you are. Very glad. I have great plans for the class."

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HELLO I LIVE I AM NOT DEAD

sorry been busy with other stuff and thangs

edit: the replies i owe right now omfg

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   Don’t care if he’s g u i l t y, don’t care if he’s n o t.            He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got.                Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please,                   don’t take that { s i n n e r } from me.

[stilltheyscream]

"Thanks. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Clarice Starling."

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"Pleasure, Miss Starling. I am Professor Lecter," he offered his hand and a small smile.