[Aliunde App] Alois Trancy || Kuroshitsuji II
Player Information
Name: Sea
Personal LJ: jasper_child
E-mail: mcaipom@aol.com
AIM/Plurk/etc.: for both it's "seaknowsall"
Time zone: GMT
Other Characters: Rin Okumura
Character Information
Name: Alois Trancy
Fandom: Black Butler II
Timeline Summary: post episode 8
Background: Jim Macken
Personality:
Alois Trancy, despite his airs and arrogant manners, is aware of how little he knows. He comments once how he wishes to know what the servants in his mansion are thinking. He cannot control them, but he still tries to manipulate them to his will. His upbringing and desire to be loved play in the background of each of his actions.
When in front of a crowd, Alois will put on the front of an English Noble, acting the part as well as he sees fit. His mannerisms are exaggerated and his underclass vernacular is apparent despite his efforts to hide it, especially when he is not surrounded by those who desire to see that part of his personality. Alois' attempts at high class imitation often comes across as a satirical exaggeration, yet at times he is able fully employ the most of his acting abilities. He enjoys dancing, frequently trying to engage his butler in at least a few steps with him. Alois is bored with his life in his mansion, having gained so much in such a short time and with nothing to do. His newfound boredom becomes a double edged sword in his perception of the world. He cares little for the welfare of others, choosing only to look after himself. He has his own assumptions and insecurities he keeps to himself, hidden beneath the frequent sunny (and often fractured) display he prefers to present. Alois struggles with his perception of self. He believes that he needs someone to love him to be considered important in some way.
Alois will freely greet the chance of some kind of adventure or change in his otherwise daily and dull routine. Alois is much more fractured than he appears. At times he can come across as a brass and confident young man, yet small instances can easily push him to the brink of his emotional capabilities. He will use the greatest tools of manipulation to get his way, easily sewing together lies and truths to conceive the best results. Despite his emotional frailty, Alois maintains a level of false strength to hides a much more vulnerable side of his personality. He can continue to pursue as many of his enemies so long as he has the love and affection of another person. He lives and strives for love, attention, and affection in any sort of form, so long as he is deemed as the center of attention. Alois expects (or at least wishes) for the same sort of devotion to him as he may lavish on another person, specifically Claude.
While he desires affection, his method of returning affection is influenced by his infantile destructive tendencies. Though he is fourteen years old, his emotions are more close to that of the broken ten year old he once was. He cannot escape from the mental damage. He can only cope by destroying others or crippling them in some way so that they will be dependent on him.
Alois is frequently bored by the larger scope of life and yet easily amused by small things. He reacts with a flash of hot childish anger, lashing out at everything around him. In his youth, he was a hot-headed young child, moving about with a brash attitude and asserting his presence in the world he lived in even if that very world seemed to disagree with him. His brother served as his constant supporter, praising and hailing his brother’s behavior. As Alois became older, and began to plan out how he would benefit from certain situations as they arose in his life, his anger became more explosive, his actions even more erratic.
Though he may rely on Claude for more than just his butler abilities, he is also separate from him. He realizes the conditions of the contract he made, in exchange for his “wish” to make Sebastian suffer as much as he has in his lifetime. Alois is consumed with revenge and exerts his sadness through a loud, wild, and sensual parody of what he has become. Alois, despite his bravado, is very lonely. He despises the mansion he lives in, he hates the servants he surrounds himself with, he loathes the people who come toward him for money or for anything else, and yet he still immerses himself deeper and deeper into that world, in the name of revenge. The memory of his younger brother pushes him forward, frequently but quietly directing how far he goes in order to avenge his death.
In the company of men he knows by name, Alois has a tendency to approach them in a shallow and suggestive manner. Women are treated with the same carefree air of a noble who’s seen too much but is not above attempting to sweep a young damsel off her feet. Alois becomes attached to strangers, feeling no qualms about approaching them in an overly familiar manner. As when Sebastian (in disguise) first entered his mansion, he hung around him with a jealous tenacity fueled by his own curious behavior. Everything is a game to him, or so it would seem. He treats the world with a flippant air, all the while hiding behind a jester’s mask. Since the day he became the new Earl Trancy, no longer goes by the name “Jim Macken”.
Alois has a fear of loneliness. His fear of the dark may have emerged during his time as a sex slave, however it could be a trait to allude towards his child-like persona. He seems more afraid of pitch, dark areas much more than he is of the passing of the day, but his fear of the dark can extend to the twilight hours. Due to how he deals with his previous trauma, Alois is very vulnerable to any sort of verbal insult thrown in his direction. He needs emotional stability of some sort, or else he falls victim to the phantoms of his mind and descends into insanity.
Alois is also ignorant of the events surrounding him, particularly about the contract and Claude’s devotion towards him. His childish behavior can be used against him as well, despite it attributing as one of his strengths. He combines his childlike behavior with his own acting abilities in order to live among the upper class and to further his own goals. Alois is aware of his body, how it looks to others, and how he can use it against them. He purposely flaunts himself to gain an advantage. Alois is outspoken and is more than willing to take any challenge that presents itself to him. He treats the world as a game, whether he win or lose, however, he was sure to arise as the victor in some way. Combined with his flair for the dramatic, Alois believes that he is able to twist any situation to his will.
There was a time where he was able to survive most situations without Claude. The longer he lived with the demon, the more dependent he became on the other. By episode eight, Claude becomes his Achilles' heel, his desire for love clouding all of his vision from the truth and reality of the contract he made with the demon.
Powers, Skills, and Abilities:
Alois has no special powers or abilities to speak of, but he was once a poor child living on the streets. Through his experience of being a homeless child, Alois has harnessed the gift of deception. He's been able to con others into believing what he is not, even if it appears to be far-fetched. Alois is also a pickpocket and can easily steal small items.
Samples
First Person:
[It should be the smile that alerts the viewer that something isn't quite right with the child. As he gazes into the video screen, Alois' smile grows wider - and even more unsettling.]
I'm bored. Haven't you anything to do in this horrid place besides make funny sounds and faces appear? [He's talking to the phone as if it would understand him. As far as he can tell, it most certainly can't. But he needs a listener.]
Show me another face. Show me one I want to see. [He waits five... ten... fifteen seconds before throwing the phone to the floor.] Show me! Show me, you piece of useless shit! [He jammed the heel of his shoe into the screen over and over again, repeating the same words as if it would really make something happen. With a terrible crack the screen broke. Alois stopped and squatted next to it.] ...Fragile. Useless and fragile. Nothing good or useful. Barely able to give me what I want. [He stands up again and in one quick motion, kicks the phone as hard as he can.] Useless!
Third Person:
His head was spinning. The sky was falling. The children were crying 'wolf, wolf, wolf' and before he knew it Alois was screaming. There was so much pain - his head, his heart, his soul - still intact, still in his body, why hadn't he taken it.
Still filthy.
Still disgusting.
Still unwanted.
He turned over to his side and vomited. He vomited until he couldn't breathe anymore, until his stomach churned from the very act of expelling every part of him. Alois wanted to get ride of it all, to get rid of the blood. All of the blood, all of it dried on his skin and his clothes and there was just so much of it --
And yet his brother died without a speck of it on his filthy shirt. His brother hadn't suffered. Hadn't know what it was like to suffer. Luka smiled, Luka was the sun. Luka was the only part of his life that mattered --
He retched again, hoping to get rid of those memories too but they clung to him like a burr.
Like a spider's web. Like that spider's web.
Alois heaved and heaved but nothing gurgled forth. He was on his hands and knees, tears blurring his vision from the mess in front of him. Would Claude bother to come for him?, he wondered. Alois shook his head spreading out the sweat that built on his brow, the saliva that dribbled down his chin, the mucus that clung to his face. No. Claude wouldn’t come back for such a disgusting creature. Their contract - their contract must have been for naught. The time they spent only lies - the lies. All of the terrible, sweet lies he swallowed, like a man dying of thirst.
Alois sat back on his haunches, his head bowed as he thought of Claude. He tried not to remember the cold hands that held his face before - Alois shook his head again, shaking off the memories. They had to go. They had to leave him alone. But they wouldn't. They refused. They always refused his wishes...
...Except Claude.
Claude must have had a good reason for doing what he did. Claude always had a reason. Claude always thought of him. There must have been a reason - a purpose - some logic behind his death. Alois wouldn’t allow for any other thought to invade his mind. It was to precious to let go, too pure to be destroyed by something like logic. No, Claude had a reason. Alois had to die. It was for the good of something. Claude would explain. He had to explain. He'd find a way to explain...
Claude the spider, even as a mere memory, dug itself deeper and deeper into Alois’ mind, building its web amidst the rubble.