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{{ Remake of the old Vanity Jason blog! Ask here! Please read the intro and rules before interacting, thanksss! -🐐🥩 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

“. . .I’ll devour all of you in time!~”

{{ Howdy there! welcome to the blog for Jasi, or Vanity Slasher! My name is Allo, I am the sole blog owner. I prefer she / it pronouns by the way, so when addressing me out of character, please use that! }}

{{ Please read the rules and bio information for Jasi below before interacting! - 🗡️🐈🐍 }}

RULES!:

🥩 This blog is 14+ Anyone under, do not interact!

🥩 No straight up NSFW. Suggestive, flirty, or implied things are fine, just please don’t try to get outright freaky deaky.

🥩 Do NOT spam. If you spam, you will not be answered and might even get blocked. I will answer when I can. Be patient. Reminders are fine though.

🥩 Magic anons are allowed and welcomed! HOWEVER, I am not allowing body transformation asks that are sent out of malice, or anything that could lead to genuinely problematic situations.

🥩 No asks for money.

🥩 Any kind of shipping is allowed, minus dark-shipping and proshipping. I also don’t wanna argue the logic behind either, so if you have an issue, just don’t say anything. I could care less ^q^

🥩 Do NOT bring drama here.

🥩 Don’t harass me or others who associate here.

🥩 If I share art here, never post it offsite without permission! That’s really rude-

🥩 I AM NOT AFFILIATED WITH FORSAKEN. Anything said on this blog is NOT canon.

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🥩 DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE, ASSOCIATED WITH, OR SUPPORT: The general hatred of the LGBTQ+, Racism, Spawnism / Real life cults, Soul, Problematic political groups, fetish content, porn bots, ageplayers, or if your just an all around hateful person.

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🥩 ‘Jasi’ / Vanity Slasher

🥩 Female

🥩 She / They

🥩 Robloxian

🥩 Polysexual

🥩 5’2 {{ Kinda short ass menace }}

🥩 Cannibalistic; she eats others.

🥩 Weapons of choice: Her beautiful cleaver, and her trusty handsaw.

🥩 Used to be selectively mute, but she seems to have found her voice. Much to the dismay of others.

🥩 Jasi is generally a loner, preferring to watch others before making a move. She’s playful, yet vicious. When you catch her attention, there is no escaping her. Her demeanor around those she likes is protective, loving, and clingy, maybe even a little obsessive. Around her victims though? Hungry and relentless… she’ll chase you down until you cannot run anymore. And then… she’ll eat.

🥩 She enjoys eating, chocolate, singing, which she is rather good at; learning about biology, receiving A LOT of attention from others she appreciates, birds, gubbies {{ she thinks they’re cute and will often spare them from being eaten unless it’s absolutely unavoidable }}, and sharp objects.

🥩 She dislikes sentinels, Telamon, vegetables, having her ‘after feast’ sickness, being hungry, being crowded, especially during rounds; Being alone, bright lights, and seeing the ones she cares about get hurt.

EXTRA-

🥩 Despite being almost entirely a carnivore, Jasi enjoys sweets!

🥩 Jasi isn't the same as Yi Xi; Jasi was given a lot of her headcanons before she was redesigned with the other Slashers. While she is quite literally Yi Xi in-game, she differs a lot in this AU.

🥩 She’s chubby ^q^

{{ Edit 11 / 8 / 25: Jasi is still chubby and will be continued to be drawn as such, but I think should clarify that she isn’t abhorrently ‘fat’. She’s more muscle and fat than just being grossly huge. The only reason this is being clarified is because of that one anon ask, a few people irl seeing my art, and because of a discussion on headcanons in Roblox that got people to tell me to ‘off’ myself. I HATE it when people write off the fact I like drawing her this way as a fat fetish. - 🗡️🐈🐍 }}

🥩 If you were to flirt with her, she won’t resist having an interest in you. Girl is touch-starved and not only hungry for flesh, but also love. She’s pretty flirtatious.

{{ If you wanna just flirt with her, go ahead. Keep it IN RP though. I am not looking for relationships myself, and if that boundary is crossed, I will NOT hesitate to block you. - 🗡️🐈🐍 }}

TEXT GUIDE:

{{ . . . -🗡️🐈🐍 }} - OOC

“. . .” - Talking, ic

{“. . .”} - Thinking, ic

+ . . . + - Actions / Narration

Doodle for general appearance.

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[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

what kind of music do you like? Personally, me? Fnf and Jsab music. They’re so good bro. Especially Lightspeed by MDK and Streetstyle by Kalpy.

"Personally. . . I prefer things with some good instrumentals. Not really any genres, y'know? And by good, like- Something that gets you FEELING the song. Experiencing the emotions, the fire, the BITE? hehe."

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

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{{ BLOG IS BACK OPEN!!- INTRO WILL BE UPDATED SLIGHTLY! - 🗡️🐈🐍 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

{{ ANNOUNCEMENT: }}

{{ This blog is going on an indefinite hiatus. I was considering just wiping this blog and the old one, but they’ll stay for now until either Forsaken gets its shit together, gets new ownership, or just gets deleted. In the case of the game ceasing to exist, this blog will also cease to exist. }}

{{ Reason for this? Woah! New drama?! SHOCKER!! But it’s to a point where I don’t feel great about roleplaying as a skin from that game. I love this skin, and the character I made for her, but like. It’s to a point where you kinda just can’t feel good about it. }}

{{ In the meantime, I am currently making a Mequot blog! I will link it on my main when I am finished setting up! - 🐐🥩 }}

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[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

{{ Two doodles of Jasi, but in two different songs that have a different design from Butcher Vanity Yi Xi. I’ve listened to Slow Cooking, and I adore it. I still need to listen to Salt Wound Routine though augh. - 🐐🥩 }}

{{ SCAR + IMPLIED SH WARNING. }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

*Transports you to the Die Of Death universe as the survivor/civilian in one bounce*

@dod-killer-ask-blog

“…Shit.”

[dod-killer-ask-blog]

So this is Pursuer’s partner.

A fucking cannibal.

Hey!

Can someone get rid of her?

On it!

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ Jasi backed up, punched specifically Artful in the gut, and then started to run. She lacked her weapons right now, plus, she didn’t know how the other three attacked. All she knew was that she had to keep running. Save what hits she could throw for any immediate threats that got too close. +

{{ Yes, I know you can’t punch in One Bounce but this is Jasi. You know she will fight like a cornered rat if need be. - 🐐🥩 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

hello it the simping butterfly again uhhhhhh gives all the finest meats to vsnity while screaming pls marry meeeeeeeeee

“Awh!~ thank you!~”

“I’m not one for marriage, but will a kiss suffice for now?~”

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

*Transports you to the Die Of Death universe as the survivor/civilian in one bounce*

@dod-killer-ask-blog

“…Shit.”

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

{{ Silly Jasi…. Based off that one Candy Vanity thingy - 🐐🥩 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

Omg the last ask…whimsical/sweettooth Jasi would be so funny and adorable! Just a tiny purple Jasi. Tiny lil gal. :3 (with murderous intent because we love a healthy dose of that)

@gameranonreal

{{ I need to draw her…. Silly Jasi….. - 🐐🥩 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

HEY REMEBER WHEN I SAID I FOUND EVIL YOU? guess what: https://x.com/JadeoriGotou/status/1987026710139961501

{{ Oh my fucking God. - 🐐🥩 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

⚠️ GORE WARNING ⚠️

{{ Some art of Jasi ^q^ - 🐐🥩 }}

{{ Send some asks - 🐐🥩 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

" Your way of thinking.. your way of acting. You are one of the few killers around this place to intrigue me. Why do you "HUNT". Why do you EAT?"

[He placed his hammers handles bottom on the ground with a loud metalic noise, as he stood tall before them]

- THE DOOM [ @mr-doombringer-forsaken ]

+ Jasi craned her head up at the oversized admin, placing her hand on her hip. To be honest, she didn't have a straight-forward answer. + + Sometimes, of course, she did it for food. But why? The killer's cabin had plenty, even if some of it was... less than good, expiration wise. She enjoyed the taste, awfully so. But how did she get addicted to it? +

+ The chase always excites her, but what aspect? Catching them? Maybe... +

+ ...Maybe it was just the idea of making them a part of her body. Maybe it was her crippling loneliness, the jealousy she feels about others, her desire to be loved... maybe. + + Not that she needs to tell him that. This was a stranger. + ". . .Flesh tastes nice. Plus, there's no point in wasting good meat."

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

Step on me I mean what who said that🥲

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

Yo Jasi, check it out: I found an evil version of you randomly in the wilderness!

She likes vegetables n stuff

{{ You cannot tell me Jasi wouldn’t do this to her - 🐐🥩 }}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

i have come for your uuh interaction

It was night time. And, like every night, Rochas was out on the spot between the survivors and killers' cabins, resting against a tree, admiring the stars. Flowers were blooming around him the more he watched the sky, clear sign of positivity.

He was still on his guard for anyone who could catch him by surprise, and the death grip he had over his axe could serve as a witness.

@nolisaskblog :3

+ This very same night, someone stalked around nearby. Originally, the cannibal had been out looking for something to bring back to that joke-cracking chef. His loud footsteps would scare away the animals, he stated. She wasn’t complaining much though. She needed a good chase. +

+ Jasi paused in her hunt however. She watched him carefully… Did she… recognize him? Probably not… from the tree and underbrush she hid near, Jasi kept her eyes on him… +

[nolisaskblog]

The robloxian's focus was interrupted by the soft rustle of the grass beneath Jasi's feet. There was no wind, someone was there. Rochas immediatly sat up, grabbing his axe and looking around to find whoever it was that made this noise.

He held his breath, staying silent. He couldn't miss a noise, not a sound could escape his ears. And despite all of this confidence, Rochas was scared. Could he die in the lobby? Was that even a thing?

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ Jasi was a bit slow to notice his unease, however when she did, she ducked deeper beneath the bushes. Her hand went to her cleaver… +

+ Like a big cat stalking prey, she kept her eyes on Rochas. If he got any closer with that axe, she would not hesitate to defend herself. A snack could be good, now that she thinks about it. +

“. . .”

[nolisaskblog]

Something could work, something should work. But what? Rochas closed his eyes, and in his attempt of both reassurance and focus, he heard something. Breathings. Breathings from him, who finally had to inhale, breathings from the trees and breathings from Jasi. But there was another sound, that he could hear from himself and the tree behind which the butcheress was hiding.

Four soft thumps every second. Two heartbeats. Rochas' eyes flew open as he took a step back from the spot Jasi was hiding, and his eyes were only on that bush. And although he couldn't see anything, he knew she was there.

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ Jasi watched, almost completely still. Her own heartbeat rang in her ears, as her brain told her to jump him. +

{“. . .Did he. . . Notice me?”}

+ That made her more willing to fight him… +

+ As he took a step back, Jasi decided to take that opportunity of movement to leap at Rochas. Drawing her cleaver, she dashed out of the underbrush, brandishing her weapon in preparation for an attack. +

[nolisaskblog]

The survivor panicked immediatly, taking a step forward and swinging his axe inches away from Jasi's mask. There wasn't any determination in his gaze, just sheer terror.

Rochas knew her. That mask, that cleaver, these clothes, he had already seen that killer, probably when he was one aswell. And pretending to be on her side would be both cowardice and a suicide.

STAY BACK!

The words came out more like a plea than an actual threat.

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ Jasi leered back, as the air resistance of the axe whooshed past her mask. Adrenaline started to pump through her; both the fearful and excited kind. +

+ The butcheress shuffled back, starting to circle him. While her stomach and brain told her to get Rochas and devour him whole, she continued to observe his features. +

+ He WAS awfully familiar, minus the branches, bark, and leaves. She never expected to see him so scared either. It was… kind of unnerving, considering she hadn’t seen him in a LONG time. +

+ Jasi slowed in her movement, stopping a good few feet away. Her mask stared at him, hiding her expression of curiosity. She was still tense however, as her grip on her weapon held firm. +

“. . .”

“. . .You look. . . Different.”

[nolisaskblog]

You don't.

His voice was a bit shakier now that he didn't hide his fright behind loud words. Of course he looked different, he looked more free than he had ever been.

Bit less bloody maybe. Bit calmer.

Rochas kept his fingers tightly wrapped around his axe, trembling like he was about to break it.

What are you even doing here, aren't you supposed to...rip off Noob's arms and feed on them?

Unfortunately speaking from experience. And he knew too well this same fate could happen to him if he dared to hesitate.

Changed plans and decided to go for me, what an honor.

Sarcasm transpired from his voice, and yet it was his best way to cope with how terrorized he was by Jasi's presence. If she could drool from the sight of a killer's soft flesh, oh the thing she would do to him now that he's nothing more than a survivor. Despite all this irony however, the only thought crossing Rochas' mind was a silent begging.

{Please don't hurt me.}

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ She tilted her head. Staying silent, Jasi purposefully kept quiet to play on his fear. Although she was slow to notice earlier, she figured from his body language, that he was in fact different now, as in… he had changed alliances. +

+ The cannibal found that fascinating. Intriguing… +

{“I wonder what he would taste like. . . Now that the barks’ gone. . .”}

+ Jasi couldn’t help but feel interested in his taste now. Stronger than it was before. +

+ She giggled. +

“Being honest, I would go for you. . . But I have a job to do. . .”

“. . .Plus, ‘IT’ would probably punish me for trying to eat one of you outside of the hunt. Be grateful for that, because I would LOVE to see you as my dinner~”

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

i have come for your uuh interaction

It was night time. And, like every night, Rochas was out on the spot between the survivors and killers' cabins, resting against a tree, admiring the stars. Flowers were blooming around him the more he watched the sky, clear sign of positivity.

He was still on his guard for anyone who could catch him by surprise, and the death grip he had over his axe could serve as a witness.

@nolisaskblog :3

+ This very same night, someone stalked around nearby. Originally, the cannibal had been out looking for something to bring back to that joke-cracking chef. His loud footsteps would scare away the animals, he stated. She wasn’t complaining much though. She needed a good chase. +

+ Jasi paused in her hunt however. She watched him carefully… Did she… recognize him? Probably not… from the tree and underbrush she hid near, Jasi kept her eyes on him… +

[nolisaskblog]

The robloxian's focus was interrupted by the soft rustle of the grass beneath Jasi's feet. There was no wind, someone was there. Rochas immediatly sat up, grabbing his axe and looking around to find whoever it was that made this noise.

He held his breath, staying silent. He couldn't miss a noise, not a sound could escape his ears. And despite all of this confidence, Rochas was scared. Could he die in the lobby? Was that even a thing?

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ Jasi was a bit slow to notice his unease, however when she did, she ducked deeper beneath the bushes. Her hand went to her cleaver… +

+ Like a big cat stalking prey, she kept her eyes on Rochas. If he got any closer with that axe, she would not hesitate to defend herself. A snack could be good, now that she thinks about it. +

“. . .”

[nolisaskblog]

Something could work, something should work. But what? Rochas closed his eyes, and in his attempt of both reassurance and focus, he heard something. Breathings. Breathings from him, who finally had to inhale, breathings from the trees and breathings from Jasi. But there was another sound, that he could hear from himself and the tree behind which the butcheress was hiding.

Four soft thumps every second. Two heartbeats. Rochas' eyes flew open as he took a step back from the spot Jasi was hiding, and his eyes were only on that bush. And although he couldn't see anything, he knew she was there.

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ Jasi watched, almost completely still. Her own heartbeat rang in her ears, as her brain told her to jump him. +

{“. . .Did he. . . Notice me?”}

+ That made her more willing to fight him… +

+ As he took a step back, Jasi decided to take that opportunity of movement to leap at Rochas. Drawing her cleaver, she dashed out of the underbrush, brandishing her weapon in preparation for an attack. +

[nolisaskblog]

The survivor panicked immediatly, taking a step forward and swinging his axe inches away from Jasi's mask. There wasn't any determination in his gaze, just sheer terror.

Rochas knew her. That mask, that cleaver, these clothes, he had already seen that killer, probably when he was one aswell. And pretending to be on her side would be both cowardice and a suicide.

STAY BACK!

The words came out more like a plea than an actual threat.

[forsakens-vanity-slasher]

+ Jasi leered back, as the air resistance of the axe whooshed past her mask. Adrenaline started to pump through her; both the fearful and excited kind. +

+ The butcheress shuffled back, starting to circle him. While her stomach and brain told her to get Rochas and devour him whole, she continued to observe his features. +

+ He WAS awfully familiar, minus the branches, bark, and leaves. She never expected to see him so scared either. It was… kind of unnerving, considering she hadn’t seen him in a LONG time. +

+ Jasi slowed in her movement, stopping a good few feet away. Her mask stared at him, hiding her expression of curiosity. She was still tense however, as her grip on her weapon held firm. +

“. . .”

“. . .You look. . . Different.”