Frankenstein Brokenheart (Insanity)
Frankenstein's crestfallen as he began to sulk and whine "...b-but...b-b-but I want...b-but I want to play..." He puffed his cheeks and poked Richard "...meanie...you're a meanie, Richardkin...dumb Richard..." He tightened his hold as he felt Richard began to move to his seat "...I will get you back for that, Richardkin..." He licked the back of Richard's neck and giggled "...you're the patient next time you play with me, Richardkin..." He grumbled finally and released the younger man, blowing a kiss to Richard's direction "...and I promise I will take real good care of you..." Winking, Frankenstein covered a giggle with his hands as a strange hallway appeared out of nowhere and he began to walk...and hum a very soft tune as his feet took him to his newest destination.
Moving to his seat, the black- red VIII shone brightly under the dimly lit light bulbs. He gave a big grin to the one who wore number VII - Rose Ceilmarz - one of those that seemed to barely tolerate his behaviours. It was kinda funny...She gave him the weird, funny feeling whenever he wanted to play with her...and then there's the beautiful red thingies...It always made him laugh. He gave a big grin at a man in strange clothes and strange hair sat at the end of the table - Oh, it was Swainie...How funny...He suppressed another giggle and this time, managed to only smirk sadistically. Well, at least he hadn't created any noises yet...He tossed Richard and Feng a grin as he waved at them and put his elbows on the table, trying to use his incredibly short attention span to focus on the matter at hand.
"Good evening to all of you. As all of you know, my name is Swain."
Swainene purred and Frankenstein cocked his head to one side, the craziness immediately died down and his insanity was replaced by sheer curiosity, his own sadistic nature and craving to hear the man's voice more...It was...irresistible. Frankenstein licked his lips, longing to taste the man's blood...it must taste so gooood....The craziness began to resurface but once again, the man pushed it down by his will.
"Now, first of all, I'm sure you're all wondering why I'm wearing this mask... As much as I'd love to share my identity with you all, I cannot at this point in time. Why? Because we've been infiltrated."
'Infiltrated'? Who would dare to do that? Anger rolled out of Frankenstein's body as he gave a low growl, which was effectively shut down again by Swain's voice "You fourteen, including Gullies, are the last people I can trust. However, before I can get into that matter, I'd like to show you some things first."
The next five minutes or so went by quickly as Frankenstein felt his attention drifted away...what a boring subject! Who cared about business? He certainly didn't...he vaguely listened to Rose as she talked some nonsense and he wouldn't even bother to pay attention to it...This was getting boring...fast.
"...Now, I'd like you to pay very close attention to the next picture..."
Frankenstein raised his head to meet the large screen...only to stare in shock at a picture of a very familiar woman...He subconsciously giggled and spoke out loud "...someone decorated Nira...she's beautiful now...he he he..." But inwardly, he was seething...everything was beginning to turn red at the picture of Nira's corpse. He actually liked the woman very much...she had played with him, talked with him, treated him like a human with normal intelligence...unlike the others, who could only treat him like a child with three-year-old intelligence. Yes, Frankenstein knew very clearly how others treated him...he was crazy...but he wasn't dumb...He knew they only thought of him as a mindless, stupid Harvester with a brain that could only function properly when he saw blood...well, that part was true...but...whatever. But he didn't lack of the ability to realize, to think...he just didn't act like that. Nira...on the other hand, treated him very fairly...she played doctors with him, and comforted him whenever he's on one of his bloodthirsty mood...and she tolerated his behaviours...just like some certain Harvesters. He gave some of his Harvesters a look...He guessed that was why he liked playing with Richard so much...and Elissa, too...though most of the time, the woman wanted to rape him rather than to play with him...Now, returning to the current problem. Frankenstein didn't even notice he had begun to laugh sadistically until he stopped his train of thoughts and covered his mouth with his hands, trying to control his own actions. He began to have troubles breathing because of the laughter. Putting a hand on his stomach, Frankenstein spoke between each large gulp for air "...so...pretty..."
As much as he was showing his amuzement to everyone else, if one paid enough attention, they might see his twitching fingers,...or the fact that one of his hands was gripping the table tightly, trying hard not to stand up and shout like Richard had done. Oh, sometime, playing the part of a madman took too much effort.
Frankenstein listened to the rest of the man's speech with a small nod between each pause the man gave. Alright, partners...he could work with that...as long as they didn't interfere with his revenge...and the chair. He picked up the small piece of paper, opened it and read out loud.
Tai Shan-insanity-------------Basement
He giggled...oh, lucky him...he had Feng...Well, the woman at least would let him have his revenge...He hoped...the last time he was in one of his 'mood', Richard had stopped him...the man was such a rule-follower that it wasn't even funny. He took the paper and stood up. With a bright smile and cheerful voice, Frankenstein said "...shall I and Tai Shan go now? I can't wait to spill blood...!" He clapped his hands but stopped as a dark, sadistic smile appeared on his face, making the cheerful air around him vanish. His voice lowered until it contained nothing but pure sadistic pleasure and evil intents "...they shall learn why they should never EVER mess with me..." Oh yes, whoever did this would very, very soon learn why everyone tried to avoid a fully pissed-off Frankenstein Brokenheart - the Harvester with the codename 'Insanity'. And right now? Right now, that 'insanity' wanted nothing but revenge toward whoever harmed his loved one.
He gave Swain a deep bow, his sanity returned to him fully as he prepared to rip off the heart of the attackers, spies...or whoever stood in his way. He turned to face Feng "...is it alright to go now? or do you wish to listen more, Tai Shan...?"