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CHARACTER
» Name: Alois Trancy (real name Jim Macken/McCain - conflicting romanizations, though I'm seeing the latter more now)
» Fandom: Kuroshitsuji II
» Reference: http://kuroshitsuji.wikia.com/wiki/Alois_Trancy
» Canon Point: Beginning of Episode 8
» Gender: Male
» Age: Physically and mentally 14. (Although admittedly it's more chronologically than mentally -- there are some strangely adult aspects of him, while he's terribly immature in other ways.) Will be aged up to 18.
» Orientation: Unknown; possibly a little skewed by previous experiences. The only character Alois has definitely been sexually involved with was a man, the previous head of the Trancy household. However, that definitely wasn't because he was attracted to him, it was solely for his own personal advancement. He comes on to Ciel a fair bit -- talking about what would happen if he "became one with" him, teasing him while dressed as a girl, licking his ear; but this isn't necessarily so much a legitimate sexual attraction as just... a way of messing with Ciel, and an expression of how much Alois wants to take him from Sebastian and "make him his". He's been showing tackling Hannah to the floor and shoving his knee up her skirt before, so his messing-with-people-by-being-a-sexual-creeper seems to extend to both sexes. And though the only reason he dances with Lizzie at his ball is to -- again -- mess with Ciel, he obviously doesn't have any problem being charming to girls. So... all we really know for a fact is that he doesn't have any qualms about sleeping with males when it benefits him, and that he's open to at least interacting with both sexes.
» 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, if not a born sociopath. He was no innocent child; he spent his childhood robbing innocent people with no concern for their lives, wishing death on every person who dared to look down on him and his younger brother, Luca. Where Luca worried about the health of the old man whose medicine they had stolen along with his other belongings, Alois -- then called Jim -- didn't care in the least and was perfectly happy for him to die along with everyone else. When everyone they know is found dead and their village burned down, he isn't horrified -- he's thrilled that his wish for everyone to die has come true, and immediately goes to work thieving from the corpses while bitterly insulting them. It's only when Luca also dies that he finally feels anything but joy at the carnage -- he's terrified of being alone, something that's eaten away at him ever since.
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 a noble. And that cruelty and hatefulness definitely still persist. It's revenge for Luca's death -- for his being left alone -- that drives him. He wants to tear down Sebastian Michaelis for carrying out the destruction of his village (so he thinks, at least), and not just by killing him, but by making him agonize, by taking away Ciel Phantomhive, the soul to which Sebastian is so attached.
He hates demons -- beings like Sebastian, inhuman things who hide their true thoughts, who he can never understand, never completely trust. Like Hannah, his timid and obliging maid who he abuses horribly, gouging out her eye for looking directly at him, hitting her and calling her a whore. He can't understand her, and she disgusts him.
So it's rather ironic, given his hatred for demons, how dependent he has come to be on his own demon butler, Claude. Alois tends to behave like a controlling brat toward him, for the most part, ordering him around and threatening punishments if he doesn't complete everything just as Alois wishes; and yet Alois isn't truly the dominant one in the relationship. Claude has to do everything for him, even dresses him and writes his letters for him, and whereas Ciel hates to show weakness in front of Sebastian, Alois shows it easily in front of Claude, crying for him, clinging to his legs and pleading with him.
Because despite 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 Claude to come help him. Likewise, when Ciel stabs him, he begs with him to spare his life, crying that it hurts and he doesn't want to die, promising to apologize and never bother Ciel again. 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 the potential of a trunk full of snacks!) and frequently changes both his focus and his mood at the drop of a hat, often with no apparent coherent train of thought behind it. And his behavior toward Ciel is strange and a little contradictory; he's going after him in order to "cut his soul to pieces and feed it to the spiders" and hurt Sebastian, but it seems that at the same time, he genuinely does want to be with Ciel. He's excited to show him around his manor (and accompany him to the bathroom!), enjoys playing with him (even if his way of "playing" isn't always so nice), and genuinely believes that he and Ciel are the same -- that they're both victims who lost their loved ones and are being manipulated by demons.
Though that still isn't to say he's naive. He doesn't have delusions about who and what Claude is, and when in he's one of his more collected moods, he'll call him out on things -- "Deeper inside? It sounds as if you wanted that to happen." As much as he depends on him, his trust in him is limited. He constantly tries to get Claude to show some sort of emotion -- ordering him to laugh (which Claude ignores), undoing the buttons Claude just buttoned in an attempt to make him angry (he simply re-buttons them without complaint). When Claude finally does smile at him, he's horrified, because he knows enough to know what it means. His distrustfulness is also evident in his suspicion of his uncle (only visiting him in hopes of getting money) and in his duel with Ciel; when Ciel attempts to cheat by turning around before they've reached their count to ten, he finds Alois has already turned and prevented his sneak attack -- he knew better than to expect Ciel to follow the rules.
Likewise, as childish as he may be in many ways, he's disturbingly adult when it comes to sexuality. While a slave for the real head of the Trancy household, Alois very deliberately seduced him in order to get closer to what he wanted, and he still exhibits a good deal of highly sexual behavior -- licking Ciel's ear, tackling Hannah to the floor and forcing his knee up her skirt in between her legs.
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.
» Appearance: Even though he's always been rather small and thin for his age (likely thanks to a lack of nutrition during his childhood, growing up poor and stealing to live), Alois is a striking figure much more suited to his noble 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 scrappy old clothes in dull colors, he now likes to show off, wearing purple coats and tall boots and stockings with bows that are just a little effeminate and just a little suggestive. Aged up to eighteen, his appearance and style are much the same, but he's taller -- maybe 5'7" now -- and while he's still got a rather soft and feminine look to him, his bone structure is visibly a little stronger than it once was.
» Suitability: Even at fourteen years old, sex as a means to an end is nothing new to Alois. He intentionally seduced the previous head of the Trancy house three years prior in order to further his ambitions, and while he didn't enjoy it (the old man was pretty disgusting, after all), he doesn't seem to have had any real problems with it either, and thus likely wouldn't be very emotionally affected by Atia's demands for sexual activity. As stated in his personality section, he does frequently make sexual comments and advances toward other characters like Ciel and Hannah as well, so he's... pretty shameless about this sort of thing. He will, however, be physically aged up to eighteen in the game.
SAMPLES
» "amatomnes" Entry:
[the feed begins and the island is greeted by the voice of an enthusiastic boy who's just a little too close to the microphone.]
Claude, Claude!
Did you get one of these funny things too? You're supposed to talk to people with it, right? I asked that ugly maid really nice and that's what she said. [You can almost hear the smirk in his voice.] A hell of a lot more useful than that old whore, at least.
[there's an audible exhalation as he sits back against the pillows, but he doesn't sound tired at all -- on the contrary, there's something almost manic about his voice.]
Aaah, you should have taken me on a vacation like this sooner instead of making us stay in that boring, shitty mansion. The way the people here are dressed in public--! Even worse than the books in that old man's library.
[he laughs excitedly for some time, but then-- it fades and dies off into silence. and when he eventually speaks again, his voice is lower and much colder.]
--Hey. Claude.
If you don't come and explain things before it gets dark, I'll punish you when I've found you again.
Don't you dare think for a minute that I don't know what you want.
» "amatomneslogs" Entry:
It had been a pleasant enough dream; all entangled limbs and warm bodies and the whispered words of someone who had no other soul on their mind but him. Someone who didn't wish to use him, who wasn't with him for their own pleasure -- not like that disgusting old fool he'd called Father; no, this was nothing like that -- but for his.
But then--
Everything real hit him the moment he awoke. The still-fresh feeling of the sword piercing deep into him, the sight and smell of blood, his blood, Ciel's blood, and Claude--
Ciel's blood, Claude, Ciel's blood and
--Claude, his servant, his protector, his demon, his everything.
That was clearer in his mind than any other pain.
The look in those cold golden eyes, those eyes that had once seen only him, desired nothing but his soul. He could remember those eyes looking down at him, at his small wretched form crumpled on the ground, wet with pathetic tears and snot and drenched in that blood that he should have hungered for. But the desire in Claude's eyes was no longer for him, and when those eyes had looked down at him then, they looked down -- showed nothing but cold revulsion, the same glint of disgust that was there in Alois's own eyes whenever he looked at Hannah, standing in the corner, awaiting his command with god only knew what going on behind her sickeningly pathetic downcast eyes.
He could hear someone moving, saw a flash of white fabric pass by his bedside from the corner of his eyes as he opened them, all too fucking familiar. And feeling a sick sensation of disgust and helplessness and anger in the pit of his stomach, his hand reached out to grab the fabric of Hannah's uniform, to pull her to him and scold her and berate her and throw the filthy demon whore out of his room, out of his sight, when she was the last damn thing he wanted to look at.
But the maid in his grasp wasn't Hannah, but someone wholly unfamiliar, and in his shock, he could only recoil and let her go, pale eyes wide as they watched her scurry from the room, only to find that the room was equally unfamiliar. And when he looked down at his own hand, still frozen where it had drawn back after releasing his grasp on the maid's dress, even it wasn't what it should have been -- stronger and broader, with longer fingers, belonging to someone beyond his fourteen years. Those fingers moved then to run over his abdomen, looking for the blood-soaked bandages that should have been there, but instead, they found only a long-healed scar. And when he finally caught sight of himself in the ornate dresser mirror across the room -- himself, but older, naked save for the black lace collar at his neck --
He was lost, and the now silent room suddenly seemed entirely too big and empty.