TW: Cannibalism, unusual food habits
It is... exhausting kinning Vincent Charbonneau. There, I said it. Sérieusement, no one in the fandom has enough media literacy to understand that I am more than a cannibalistic yandere for Rody, and it frustrates me to no end.
I cared about Rody in... some way. Something between romantic feelings and a generalised obsession because of my plan, I'll admit, but it's not my entire character. My purpose was never to chase after a redhead plouc who was too hung up over his old 'petite amie' to ever take care of himself. I just wanted to taste again. I wanted to be able to 'cook with love', as all those critics put it. I wanted to be able to experience something beyond the sickening cycle that I had fallen into of making exquisite meals for everyone else, and yet being unable to eat anything myself beyond pathetic liquidised foods and fucking lemons. If the only way I conceived to do that was to feed Manon to Rody then eat him, then que sera sera. Desperation makes a person do unusual things, I guess. I did have second thoughts once I truly began to get to know Rody, but at that point Manon was already a steak and I couldn't exactly turn back, so I had to carry my plan to fruition, didn't I?
Honestly? I'm sure most of the people who claim to be the 'No.1 Vincent Fan' probably don't know the real reason why I cut my hair after leaving université. They simply want fodder for their yaoi obsession or latest simping spree, no doubt, and I'm here caught in the crossfire.
As much as I want to pretend like I'm shocked at the rampant mischaracterisation that prevails, I also remember how disappointing the fandoms of multiple of my other medias are in the same respect.
Also, I want my kitchen back. At least there, people still listened to me... *sigh* ...At least now I can taste things, I guess.
Il y a au moins un point positif dans ma situation, je suppose...
~ Vincent Charbonneau (Dead Plate)