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Send me a word plus 'Headcanon' and I'll give a headcanon based on that word.
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♚ How unfortunate that so many had died... Thank heavens I wasn't included. Have fun in death.
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Someone like the person who was just about to walk in… ◄
[Boring. It was so boring! Wasn’t there something fun for a kid like her around here? Something that Papa hadn’t told her ‘no’ to already… Then again he hadn’t exactly said it like that. But she had to be careful, and play pretend, and she couldn’t just have her fun outright because she would get caught… Not that she ever cared about getting caught before now.
With a long groan, and her fifteenth time going around the building watching people, she finally found herself back in the recreation room. Pushing the door open the child took a few steps in, crimson gaze quickly surveying the room.]
Oh… Someone’s here?
[A voice came out almost delighted in it’s sound, the blue haired child ran over closer to get a better look at the blond. He looked like a living doll or something… She almost wanted to cut him.]
Are you alive?
✂ Smiling softly at the young, naive-looking child, he shakes his head. Maybe he can pretend to be a doll or a living corpse and scare her off. Wouldn't that be just delightful? Alois remains motionless, refusing any impulse to move anything other than his eyelids and lips.
"I am not... are you afraid of me?" asks Alois in a eldritch tone.
This little child did not seem to be, but hopefully he'll be getting the exact reaction he wants. He wants this child to fear him enough to do what he says. How close is he to getting this accomplishment, or how far?◄
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Someone like the person who was just about to walk in… ◄
The recreation room; a beast that Mary had yet to tackle. And she hadn’t clue on where exactly to begin. Blue eyes with a childish wonder that betrayed her physicality of nine years scanned the room as she took careful steps around, and occasionally her eyebrows would quirk up at some of the contraptions that were new and foreign to her. Both an alien and enlightening experience it was to gingerly test out each and every game before her attention inevitably drifted off somewhere else.
And eventually it fell upon a boy which, to her fascination, looked rather similar to her with his fair hair and blue eyes. And bored. This boy appeared to be as such, and so Mary found it appropriate to trot over and bare her teeth in elation.
Inhibition was nigh as her hands were behind her back and she smiled wryly. “I’m Mary!” The blonde beamed, “What’s yours?” No time to waste, it seemed.
✂ Curious eyes fell upon this girl as soon as she stepped into the room. Much to Alois's surprise, he found that this girl could be his long lost sibling in how similar they looked. 'Perfect...' he thinks. He can play with this one. She seemed innocent enough to toy with. Her emotions might even be as fragile as his. He wonders if she likes anything that he would aswell, seeing as though they were seemingly close in age. Alas, he doubts this. No one relates to him. Maybe that's a good thing for when he ruins her.
Alois puts on his friendliest smile and greets her back, words hanging sickeningly sweet off his tongue.
"I'm Alois Trancy, would you like to play with me?" ◄
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✂ Alois paces the floor of the recreation room, searching for one thing to catch his attention for at least one measly second. Nothing is speaking out to him, telling him to use it. None of these games or magazines or books entertained him.
Picking up each magazine one by one, he flips through a few pages before throwing into the pile. After the last one, a women clothing subscription, he groans in anguish.
Alois sighs dramatically and flops into a large arm chair, laying as though he was ragdoll. He wishes he had someone to play with, someone to torture. Someone like the person who was just about to walk in... ◄
Can't you see that we are basically the same?
Esphy
Rin Matsuoka or Alois Trancy? asked by ratotax