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PLAYER INFORMATION
PLAYER: Eric
AGE: 24
CONTACT: aim: crefollet; plurk: clovis
PERSONAL LJ: soi
CHARACTERS PLAYED: None
CHARACTER INFORMATION
NAME: Alois Trancy (real name Jim Macken)
CANON: Kuroshitsuji II
CANON REFERENCE: (Wiki link)
AGE: Thirteen, turning fourteen during the current school year. (Even though official materials state that he's fourteen in canon, the date shown at the end of the series proves that he was actually only thirteen throughout its events.)
GENDER: Male.
YEAR IN SCHOOL: MS2 (year 8)
ENROLLMENT: A significant inheritance.
APPEARANCE: Even though he's always been rather small for his age (likely thanks to a lack of nutrition during his childhood, growing up poor), Alois is a striking figure much more suited to his upper class facade than his true humble origins -- pale golden hair, large ice-blue eyes with long lashes, and a smile that can be just as charming and dashing as it can be wicked. Where he grew up wearing worn-out secondhand clothes, he now likes to grab attention in fancy things that are just a little effeminate and just a little suggestive when he's out of uniform.
PERSONALITY: There are few good things to be said about the boy who calls himself Alois Trancy. He might make a decent enough first impression -- he's a bit of an actor (a performer, a show-off) and knows how to socialize at a fancy party, how to turn on the childish charm, how to turn on the waterworks and the puppy eyes and fish for sympathy. But he rarely feels the need to keep up the innocent act for long, and after only a few minutes alone with him, you're likely to start to see the kind of person he really is. And that person isn't nearly so endearing.
Alois is a cruel, bitter, hateful person, and he has been for much of his life. He was no innocent child; he's always resented and been more than willing to hurt (and even wish death on) anyone who mistreated him and his younger brother, Luca. And when he loses Luca, he hates this whole world that's left him scared and alone.
He carries over a lot from that previous life -- it explains the way he speaks, frequently very rough and low-class with lots of swearing and little regard for manners despite his supposedly being high-class. And that cruelty and hatefulness definitely still persist. It's revenge for what's happened to him, for Luca being taken away from him -- for his being left alone -- that drives him, and he wants everyone who had a hand in their miserable lives to suffer in the worst ways possible.
But despite all this, he can be terribly dependent on others. He may hate a lot of people, but he wants people to love him. He wants them to stay with him and never leave him alone. Even as he might boss someone around and treat them terribly, if they express what he interprets as sincere devotion to him, they quickly become the one with the upper hand in the relationship. (And once he comes to depend on and love someone, he can be satisfied even with a lie, continue to love them even once they've hurt him.)
Because in spite of his hard-knock background, his sadistic cruelty, Alois is still very much a child. He's afraid of the dark, of dying; he can't handle physical pain; he still hasn't learned how to deal with being alone. All of these things can turn him into a terrified, sobbing mess, crying for someone to come help him. And on the other side of the spectrum, he also has the playfulness and attention span of a small child. He's actually frequently in a cheerful mood; he loves to dress up and dance and play games. He gets bored easily but excited by minor things like the possibility of good snacks, and he frequently changes both his focus and his mood at the drop of a hat, often with no apparent coherent train of thought behind it.
Though that still isn't to say he's naive. With the kind of life he's had, he never expects the best from people, and is used to lies and playing dirty. Likewise, as childish as he may be in many ways, he's disturbingly adult when it comes to sexuality. He exhibits a great deal of highly sexualized behavior and has little regard for others' personal space, and he has no real qualms about deliberately seducing someone for his own gain.
In the end, though, rather than his hatred, his cruelty, his vulgarity, it's his loneliness that ends up defining him -- the loneliness that's been with him since losing Luca. That was the root of his intensified desire for vengeance, after all -- that he was left alone. What he wants more than anything is someone who will never leave him, who has eyes for only him.
COMPUTER APTITUDE: A little below average. He didn't have access to a lot of advanced technology most of the time he was growing up (hello ancient public school macs), so he's still kind of catching up when it comes to anything beyond the basics.
WEAKNESSES: Lazy, dishonest, and easily loses focus.
AU HISTORY:
Jim Macken and his younger brother Luca were born into an impoverished part of town without much hope. Their father disappeared early on, and their mother died a short time later. They were thrown into the foster system, and spent several years moving from one group home to another together, suffering emotional and physical abuse from many of them. Jim always put all of his effort into keeping Luca as safe as he could, and acted out against anyone who hurt him -- stealing, breaking things, making threats. He saw the world as the two of them against everyone else, and Luca was his motivation for everything.
Eventually, though, they were split up into separate homes with no means of contact, and Jim hasn't seen his younger brother since, doesn't even know if he's still alive (and from his inability to find any evidence of him, he suspects the worst). He spent the next two years in an almost emotionally blank state; without Luca, he didn't have anything, and he simply existed. He wasn't the fiery little terror he had been, but there was something disturbing about him and his dead-eyed hatred now, and he continued to get passed around from one place to another just as before.
Finally, at the age of ten, he was taken in along with a few other boys by a remarkably wealthy (and remarkably pedophilic!) old man. There, he saw an opportunity to get out of that world of poverty and hopelessness he'd been trapped in his whole life, and he took it-- while the other boys tried to escape the old man's advances, Jim returned them, easily establishing himself as the perfect plaything and cementing his position in his home. He was formally adopted, given the new name of Alois Trancy (the name of the man's own son who had died young), and was now in the upper class with the upper hand against all the low lifes who had made his and Luca's lives hell.
The old man suddenly died a few months later, and Alois inherited his estate and his status. There was some suspicion of his involvement -- and rightfully so -- but nothing was ever proven, and he put on such a good show as the grieving son that most ended up believing him in the end.
He's been cared for by the hired help in the time since, with occasional appearances by uncles and cousins, and has been educated at home by private tutors since his initial days at inner city public schools. Lately, though, he's grown bored, and so he's decided to use some of his newfound fortune to travel and attend a school somewhere else-- and maybe by going out into the world and making connections, he'll be able to find out what actually happened to his brother.
SAMPLES
INTRANET/1ST PERSON SAMPLE
[private to history teacher]
I'm very sorry that I didn't get Monday's reading reflection turned in. I know there's not really any excuse, but it was the anniversary of my father's death, and I wasn't able to focus...
Do you think there's anything I might be able to do for extra credit?
[/private]
It's a nice day out, isn't it? Nice and warm. And all the baby birds are chirping like they don't know something bigger could hear and swoop down to eat them at any minute.
Ah, maybe we'll get to have class outside again! And maybe Hannah will do a better job of keeping her papers from flying all over the commons this time.
Hey, did you get them all picked up before? It was right before a test, wasn't it? It must have been hard to get someone else to lend you their notes if you lost them.
LOG/3RD PERSON SAMPLE
It had been a boring class as usual, one that Alois had spent doodling in the margins of his notebook or gazing idly out the window at the older students walking by.
Ah, she looks like a slut, he'd think, eyes pausing on a girl who was walking past with two boys who served on the student counsel alongside her. I wonder if they know the other one's fucked her too.
But finally, the bell had rung, and he'd gathered his things; he'd smiled and told the teacher how interesting the day's class was when he hadn't listened to a word of it, and then he'd come back to his room.
It was funny, how he always spent his classes counting the minutes until he got to go home, and then once he was there-- He sighed, biting into one of his roommate's cookies (asking never crossed his mind; if they were there in the open, they were fair game) as he switched on the lamp on his side of the room and dropped his book bag unceremoniously on the floor. His area was a mess now that he was away from the mansion, without anyone to take care of boring tasks like cleaning for him, but it was a familiar enough mess that he had no trouble getting to his bed without stepping on anything important.
--Or, almost, until there was the crisp sound of paper underneath his toe, and he pulled out the posterboard and attached grading sheet from where it stuck out from beneath his bed. His eyes darkened and he let out a scoff as he looked at it -- that fucking family tree assignment, what a sick joke that had been. Talking oh so reverently about Father and the phony cousins and uncles who pretended to be there for him when they were just hoping for a cut of his money. No reference at all to Luca, long gone, when he was the only family that had ever mattered.
He let it fall back down to the floor, ground his heel into the picture of the ugly old man's face--
--and when his roommate came home and raised an eyebrow from the doorway, Alois simply smiled brightly and explained that he was just stamping out an ugly silverfish, half-eaten cookie still in hand.