нoнeo тaralna rondero тarel

ah yes-- permanent starter calls! i think they’re really neat, so here i go, copying y’all...

liking this post allows me to:

tag you in starters

send memes | respond to memes

hop in your askbox/hit u up for ideas

send ic asks

all that jazz

as for potential relationships:

friends: while not an impossible feat, making friends with Alois will prove challenging. he’s not always very nice and is mostly rude towards other, a result of a bad childhood and sheltered upbringing. however, he will tolerate company, provided he takes a liking to you, since he doesn’t like being alone at all. cooking for him and just keeping him company while he does whatever is on his mind is a good way to achieve friendship!

enemies: more likely, though he’s not actively seeking them out. he has a bit of a temper and doesn’t like when things don’t go his way, so if your muse won’t like that-- they won’t get along! full blown enemies will be kinda hard to achieve, i think, but he’s quick to dislike people, so who knows--

“Cat ears and a tail?” he questions, regarding the woman’s unique traits with a couple of curious glances. props, most likely, but they were neat nonetheless. he’s not entirely sure why she’s wearing them out on the streets, but...to each their own. with little concern about if he was being rude or not, Alois continues.

@inservlo

It didn’t take her long to shrug the apathy that bogged her down upon entering this city, if only due to finding a room designated for her, obviously so since it contained items of her’s. Her cellphone, some knives, and her particular equipment– even some clothes she recognized as having stolen in the past. The villain dove for her phone first, pocketing a blade along the way. She made attempts to text two people in particular, but heard nothing in response. 

Pouting, Himiko only moved after hearing movement outside of her room. This place was clearly designed to hold roommates, as much as she disliked the idea of sharing any space with strangers. Though, on the chance it was a familiar face, the blonde moved with confidence to face whomever was mulling about.

She didn’t expect to see another blond, especially not one wearing a similarly foul expression. Himiko gave a small huff.

“What, are you supposed to be living here, too?”

almost everything the city had to offer confused the young Earl, but even amidst the strange technology and even stranger people, Alois was having trouble with one thing in particular: the living quarters. while they were rather nice, he supposed, he was not accustomed to sharing his space. he only permitted his servants to stay back home because he required their help; they were in a mansion, too, so it was almost as if he were living alone anyway.

so, to be forced to share a smaller space than he’s used to with three other individuals...well, he didn’t like it.

still, Alois took it upon himself to investigate the place. he would never admit it aloud, but he was getting rather restless and despised being alone for long periods of time. running into another resident might just have been a small blessing in disguise.

brows furrowed, Alois sizes up the girl he is to accept as a roommate.

“I’m here, aren’t I?” the sarcasm escapes before he can think to say otherwise. normally he would not be so quick to ruin first impressions, but...alas, he was in quite a foul mood. shaking his head, Alois sighs and forces a small smile. if he was to make friends, a better mood was required of him.

with no one to prepare his meals for him, Alois had taken to the streets, seeking a suitable place to eat. his stomach growls as he stops before a sweets shop, eyeing the myriad pastries just behind the glass. the currency he’d been given was in his pocket, but, upon examining it...

darkness...and pain. the only two sensations he remembers from home are awful ones; they had constantly assaulted his senses until he woke up in this foreign land, dazed and confused by the unfamiliar surroundings. the harsh smell of destruction makes him wrinkle his nose as he once again steps outside, intent on returning to the very place he woke up at: the edge of a large, bottomless pit.

wide blue eyes take in every sight as he makes his way back, head turning this way and that, mind trying to process the overload of information. mechanical carriages zoomed past on tar black roads and citizens hurried on past him, giving him nary a thought as they go about their day. no one had any concern for a young child all alone? he supposes all adults are the same, no matter where he goes...

he arrives before the hole at last, cautious as he approaches the edge. he glances around wildly, as though afraid someone might come up behind him and give him a shove. upon seeing no one, however, Alois peers over the side and down into the inky darkness.

I’m scared--!

his own voice rings out in his mind as fear seizes him, freezing his body in place. arms immediately wrap around himself in an embrace as his eyes fill to the brim with tears. he shakes, knees wobbling as he forces himself to take a few steps backwards. he manages to put a good distance between himself and the edge before falling to his knees, curling in on himself like a newborn babe.

“No...No, please...” he murmurs, tears dripping onto the pavement beneath him. “You said you would never leave me alone... Please, Claude-- 

Earl Alois Trancy

current head of the Trancy household

fourteen years old

born in a very poor village in 1875, which was later destroyed by a demon

please read this page before interacting!! there is information about trigger warnings and other important notes

canon point: post-death, though in denial of who killed him

doesn’t retain any of his citta memories (if you remember Alois from like 3 years ago, hello--!)

he’s usually very attached to his butler, Claude, but since he isn’t in Isola, he’ll be quite lost and alone