the devil has a sharp tongue

[amant]

Characters: France and YOU.
Setting: Various
Format: Action, though I can match.
Summary: A thief in the night has Fran turning a different shade of devil.
Warnings: Manipulation, partially clothed demon!France, and other unsavory things. Gore. Bad behavior the longer the month drags out.

[ October 14th, evening ]

[ When France woke up dressed like a dashing devil, he'd thought to himself Well, it's better than last year! before getting out of bed and starting to collect candy. He could play games-- especially if the warning of 'or else' hung over his head so cheerfully. Collect candy, go about his day, look handsome... typical French routine come this time of year. With less scantily clad 'nurses', unfortunately.

The second message alerting residences that candy would be harder to come by came several days later. The 'or else' became a little more worrying in France's mind. He didn't LIKE what the tower did most of the time -- and that was on the good days where there weren't direct threats!

It's while he's sleeping on the 14th that something goes terribly awry and he's woken to being strangled by his vest. Checking the contents of his pumpkin, he realizes that half of his candy is gone. If you see him in the halls, be warned that he's a desperate man searching for over a dozen chocolates. He's not going to be all that pleasant. Deeply sorry. Care to help a man out, or is that impending doom keeping you tight-fisted?]

[ October 15th, post death ]

[ Whatever attempts France goes through on the evening of the 14th failed around the time he braved the forest. There'd been little he could find before his costume finally cinched the last breath out of him and when he wakes in the morning the situation is not a pleasant one.

It's not that he's died that bothers him the most. Not at all; he's grown a little accustomed to the idea in this place. He just..doesn't recall how he's gone from a glamorized demon to a more literal version, grotesque red skin, horns, and all. Maybe you'll spy him in the cafeteria, or roaming the halls. Maybe he's hiding away while trying to look for chocolates in hopes to cure his current ailment. He's not dangerous to stop and question yet. ]

[ Later in the month ]

[ Have a confession you need to let off your chest? A moral dilemma? Come to papa. He won't hurt you. Much. ]

 

(ooc: Playing it by ear here. He's not as social toward the beginning but expect that to change toward the end of month where he's set on manipulating those with weak conviction. Modest? What's that... )

Comments

[amant]

[He knows it's sensitive-- and if he has the mind to recall it after this is all done he may even hate himself for awhile. And then scold her for putting up with him, because damn it, she shouldn't have had to deal with that.]

You better hurry then, child. Before you know it they'll have died and they might not be as calm as me.

[They'll kill you.]

[faithstaynight]

[She nods, and normally, that would be enough to send her off running to find someone to help. But... not in this case. She bites her lip, eyes slowly scanning his new appearance before returning to meet his gaze.]

I do not wish to leave you alone, though. I am... concerned. [Maybe she can take him along with her?]

[amant]

[Only Jeanne would look at him a second time, faithful to him as she is. Her dedication was a double edged sword as she had a certain loyalty and therefore vulnerability to what he did. The woman was incredibly grounded in her convictions and perhaps those convictions would be good for him in the long run. Or they could hinder him and anger some of those homicidal urges he was supposed to have. Either way she'd die. Eventually.

He almost looks amused]

Concerned that someone will harm me? How?

[faithstaynight]

I do not know. But... if you have been changed like this, then it is quite likely that others have been transformed as well. They might have become things that are far, far more dangerous than what they normally are.

You do not have to come with me if you do not wish, but... I will do what I can to defend you if someone tries to attack, should you agree.