[bonk]

Note: Original number was 340, but there was a numbering issue hehe.. Sorry for the inconvenience.

"Eat the rude."

What is a Kiamara?
A Kiamara is a wolf-like creature. They have long, fluffy manes on the top of their heads, running down between their shoulders. They all have spots on their bodies- a trait in which will never be bred out of their DNA. They also have feathers- every Kiamara is given feathers when they reach the age of 2 years old. Their diet consists of fruit as well as meat- they prey on similar creatures that wolves would. Kiamara can be very shy before they get to know you. Can you win a Kiamara's heart?

I've been meaning to make Hannibal Kias for ages.
It just so happens that Lady Kat made a Hanni-like custom recently XD
But this has nothing to do with that I suppose~
I'm making a Will Graham too, by the way.

There is no form for this guy.
Do whatever you like. Impress me!

End Date: Saturday, August 24

[Offended Cockatiel]

Smile and eat the rude

------- Username
Aysan1

"Okey-dokey. Here we go."

------- Name
Absolute DeStress Arietem
The eighth.

Absolute- Not limited by restrictions, imperfetions or exceptions; Totally Absolute
DeStress- A sort of abbreviation- To de-emphasize: reduce the emphasis
Arietem- The Latin word for Aries, The god of War... As well as the latter in the latin form for lambs

These names may seam odd and/or not related to the Hannibal that this Kiamara was based on but they are..
Absolute is a very descriptive word, it emphasizes just how Absol acts. The air of absolute dignity, confidence and charming evil he shows. It is a very individual name as well, showing how unique and Absolute this character is.

DeStress actually came from a comic i'm reading. It had some, pretty interesting, aspects which I felt like tied in somehow with the feeling of this character. I started searching up the meaning of DeStress because of how it sounded like distress and because of the word stress within the name and came upon its meaning. I don't know why but it really does fit him.. how Hanni adds or reduces the emphasis of somethings to get a different effect. If something seams big and he'd rather it not he has a way of twisting ideas and minds around so that the emphasis drains.

Arietem, as shown above is the Latin word for Aries. Aries whom was the god of War. Aries was known to show the violent and untamed aspects of war. Gaining pleasure from the idea of such battles and though Hanni doesn't seam fully as described here; "overwhelming, insatiable in battle, destructive, and man-slaughtering" he is the type that does his deeds and watches from a distance, almost like a puppeteer, as every trick he has put unfurls.
Arietem was also chosen because "Ovis Aries" is the Scientific name for Sheep. I found it amusing how these two, the God of war and hungry man-slaughter and soft silent sheep, were related to each other. It also connects to Silence of the Lambs, very closely, which Hannibal was a big part of.
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------- Nickname
Hannibal - Hanni - Absol - Aries- Anniba - Hanniba

Hannibal- The grace of Baal
Baal is a Northwest Semitic title and honorific meaning "master" or "lord"
Hanni is called this because of the graceful, high handed self that he shows. Hanni for short.
The other two nicknames are shortened connected versions of his name.
Anniba is what Mischa called him. Hanniba's just a little nickname I call him.

"I don’t think he’s a psychopath. He’s much more than that… He’s a fallen angel. He’s Satan."
The words seeped in slowly, taking a whirl at the innocent mind they had layed themselves in. Everything in the surroundings was black. Darkness everywhere. A light, irritating buzz filled the air along with the loud whirl of sirens. The movement underneath a strong rocking that gave way to aching muscles. The feeling of warm blood dripping out of wounds was the only other thing that was felt as the wounds themselves had numbed. Slowly, the world came back. But not without an erratic fight for freedom. It, the world as it tried to escape, crashed through the walls of the mind like a car on fire. Smashing up against everything it hit, wildly tossing and turning.
Blood flow quickened roughly, the body that connected to the mind in that ambulance tensing with pain. Finally the world found its way in. Every muscle tightened, body becoming an inner pretzel, a maze with no clear paths. If blood weren't a live thing it'd be lost, just as the breathes within this bodies lungs were...
and bare breathes came out. Of course it was hard to breath, a long shaky intake that just screamed for help. There were more attempts to breath than actual breathes coming in or out. The world was back, though barely, yet it was back none the less..
Everything in the surroundings just dots of lights and colors, shaking blurry forms that hurt to stare at. Nothing was bearable to make out. Then, much quicker than it had come the world spun away, into a dizzying darkness... consuming everything again as the rocking movement beneath continued.

A man.
A warm feeling shifts through the hall ways. Hospital beds.. Hospital beds everywhere. Each room is adorned with a dozen at least. Even more, unconscious patients within these dozens and dozens of beds. The hall is sterile, lights flickering on and off rapidly then stopping. Just randomly. The whole place has its own, eerie, refined feeling to it. Decorated with thought out, carefully placed, vintage items that gave the hall its own human feel. The walls of the hall are wight, chairs messily places within it. The rooms to each wall seaming neater, simpler. All to themselves.
And there, in front, across this hall he stands. His appearance fitting the surroundings so well that it almost seamed a shameful to stare. As if he was the center piece to this humble, odd abode. It was as if he, who stood there was meant to be there as a decoration himself. In that quiet sterile hall.
A man.
His steps are loud as he he walks forward. The crowds noise quietens, only because the buzzing thoughts in anybodies mind, as they watch the man coming closer, would blink away at that very moment.
"Miss ----- I presume?" As he spoke a fizzling noise filled the room. The name spoken wasn't audible, the fizzing noises crackling and then seeping away into silence. He couldn't be herd even though his mouth was moving, what was he saying? Miss... ?
"Come with me, if you wouldn't mind." A smile fit for a true gentleman flashed onto his face, expression calm as he opened his hand gently for the one in front of him to take. So unnervingly calm.. Then, as if sensing skepticism he let his expression soften. " Don't worry Miss -----," The crackling, buzzing, fizzing noises were back. "Everyth--- will be ----right." What...? It was as if the word was just a static image... A dream. A memory that the mind was trying so hard to forget, yet seamed it couldn't fully erase. Static.

His body was held with individual confidence as he stared.
He had his own unique swagger. "You were left unconscious in that hospital. And I.. I was told to come pick you up.
I am Dr. Arietem and you seam to be my newest patient." He spoke with his eyebrows up, looking like he was a royal, seaming to take too much pleasure in what he said. A smirk twitched onto his lips.
"Now, shall we go?"
The ride within the car was most silent than possible. The only thing to even be remembered was that one moment as he stopped at a red light, turned and said, in that calm, knowing voice, "You may call me Hannibal, if you'd like."

Hannibal

XxxxxxxxxxHannibal

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You're going to have to go out there

---Art piece here---

And do it
Yourself

“Genius and insanity are fraternal twins.”
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Days passed. Conversations with Hannibal never began to get boring. All the days were a mess of memories yet his words were that of intriguing truth. "Miss -----"... Still inaudible. "I have told you so much about my mind that I am beginning to think that you know myself more than I do." A smile slid onto his face. "And though I know a lot about you, I feel like there is so much more to tell. Don't you agree?"

That was when the first secret slipped. Of course their could be hints littered out all around the weeks you'd spoken to one another, only noticeable if you were looking for them specifically. But who would be doing that...?
The secret wasn't expected, but of course, how could it be? Though there was no saying that it wasn't unique, because it was definitely original. The introduction to a whole new world.
And it had seamed like just another normal day. The conversation started off just normally, both sides speaking about views and values, this and that...

"It is elementary to say- All beings covet certain things. Weather it is attainable with another beings help though is solely placed in your hands. We do not seek out things to covet... We just begin coveting the things we see everyday.
Sometimes accidents happen and we get a little carried away. A little over our heads, biting more than we can chew. As living beings. Our eyes seeking out the things we want. Yearning can be a very deadly thing.
A sin in itself my dear.
It is your lust that pushes you not to be able to think straight without the things you lust over.
Yet without it things wouldn't be as intersting. Now would it my dear lady?
And such as all the seven deadly sins. Lust is poison to all living. But.. Heh, sweet poison. An intruiging toxin.
Though, who can really do without a little trouble in their ways? It's good on educational standards and fine trickery on the mind. If thats the Oppinion you're going for at least, then I would guess I have answered well.
What do you think my utterly cohesive patient?"

Now he was getting somewhere. "To covet is to yearn for." He took a breath, sitting in his seat. His nicely placed seat, if it could be added. This whole place was nicely placed, amazing really what an incredible mind and captivaiting will power could do. And Dr. Hannibal definetly had those two things. He was a genius mind at its best. Spending so many days with him, sitting there as his "Utterly cohesive patient" the facts couldn't be more obviose. Or more in your face. He was something extraordinary that was certain. And today it'd be known by just one more person just how extraordinary he was. He had that confident face on again.. Though could it be certain that it ever left him? His mind could be a maze of thoughts and memories that may amaze and horrify you in one thought. And yet... He was so calm. Eerily calm in fact.


You could hear his voice grow a bit of defensiveness, as if you were an outsider looking in, thinking he was a freak when he was, in fact, a intersting and sophisticated man. though enough with the flattery of Hannibal.
"It's not like i'm eating the same species. They're animals.. we may look alike but we are not. They are not Kiamara."

Let us play God.

Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Psychiatrist

Xxxx
xxxX


Acquaintances:
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"Make me dinner."



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A champion...
charming manipulatore for the masses.
Diabolical.

The people he eats are not people per se, more like cattle. He doesn't see them as a Kiamara of equal standards yet a meat bi product of lower sorts than him. And if his cattle production is low he will wait for the right supplier, never taking bad meat.
Just bad people.

The person he is was never effected by the things he eats. You mite as well take strong disposition to the saying "You are what you eat," as he could never be one of those callous creatures, rude and unmannerly.

He hates everything that's Banel and rude
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No matter what you call Hanni the best words are charming and intellectual. Because without them you wouldn't have Hannibal. A charming, manipulative character who is known to chastise his quintessences and study their mentality.

Dignified
Blank stare
So calm, his calmness is unnerving
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"we find the blood or our own to be quite delicious."
We all see him as something close to perfect... But there are snakes around the bushes.

Eat the rude
Eat the rude
Eat the rude
Eat the rude
Eat the rude

Fears: --

Flaws

Eat the rude

WORDS WORDS WORDS

Eat the rude
Eat the rude
Eat the rude
Eat the rude
Eat the rude
On a similar note I must confess to you,
I'm giving very seriose thought... To eating your wife.

--- WORDS

Cross the edges, copy..
No, no,
Hide everything.
hide the edges, cut and delete.
Escape.
Then put yourself into transparent text.
And watch.

The story is long and i'd rather not get into it right now.

------- History

"THE DOOR TO DR. HANNIBAL LECTER'S memory palace is in the darkness at the center of his mind and it has a latch that can be found by touch alone. This curious portal opens on immense and well-lit spaces, early baroque, and corridors and chambers rivaling in number those of the Topkapi Museum.

Everywhere there are exhibits, well-spaced and lighted, each keyed to memories that lead to other memories in geometric progression.

Spaces devoted to Hannibal Lecter's earliest years differ from the other archives in being incomplete. Some are static scenes, fragmentary, like painted Attic shards held together by blank plaster. Other rooms hold sound and motion, great snakes wrestling and heaving in the dark and lit in flashes. Pleas and screaming fill some places on the grounds where Hannibal himself cannot go. But the corridors do not echo screaming, and there is music if you like.

The palace is a construction begun early in Hannibal 's student life. In his years of confinement he improved and enlarged his palace, and its riches sustained him for long periods while warders denied him his books.

Here in the hot darkness of his mind, let us feel together for the latch. Finding it, let us elect for music in the corridors and, looking neither left nor right, go to the Hall of the Beginning where the displays are most fragmentary.
" -Thomas Harris

What made this man who he is today.

Born to a pretty wealth stricken family, Hanni lived his brightest childhood years in Lecter manor with his family, searvants, and most importantly his dear younger sister Mischa. He was a bright young boy, cute, childish yet very smart. He was a child. If only one word could be used to describe him it would be

Innocent.

Born in Lithuania when a war was still striking hard the only place young Hanni had ever known was Lecter Manor. The only people his family and the servants that worked for them. His father had inherited this manor from his father and his father from his... And on that cycle went. When Hannis father married his mother he decided to change names, it was for secrets to be kept and treasures to be hidden. Of course truthfully he'd always be a Lector.
Mischa was the most special person to Hanni, even at the age of eight he took her everywhere with him, the five year difference meant nothing to him. They'd always be hand and hand walking here and there, exploring the manor and the forests near by. Feeding the swans that ventured near their moat.

The little boy HANNIBAL died out in that snow

After the trauma of that one night evening the horrible scene played in his head, over and over again.



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I have black bones covered in red that nobody sees

[strike]Tries to kill Will.. Almost succeeds but will attacks him with arrows.. Both are sent to the hospital in critical condition... Hannibal is caught.
We meet... Clarice. Hannibal escapes from institution...
Let's see how interesting the words has gotten... Heh.

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I don't know when you're judging but I decided to drop out. It's last minute I know but I feel like...cadmcwemcmjds
Sorry if you're judging this now..

[houndpine]

Dropping out, there's no way I could finish by tomorrow.

[dr. pupper]

reserve.

[allinian]

reserved

[clu]

MAJOR WIP
Such a gorgeous kia~

User: Dr Hannibal Lecter is my name - bows with one arm behind back- I am a fairly well off Kia owner with 3 standing and would love to snatch up this last adoring kia for my family. so shall we begin with the Biography of this charming Kia.
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Kiamara's Name: Hannibal Lecter, as it is fitting for the kia being based off Hannibal from NBC's Hannibal, he fits the bill in looks and personality and Is to be the perfect Hannibal Kia.

Gender: Male/ Of course
Nicknames: Dr Lecter,Doc,Doctor,Hannibal,Hanni,Ripper.
Age: probably his late 40's early 50's - refuses to give out his real age.
Sexuality : He is Bisexual with a preference for Male Kiamara other then female
Occupation : Doctor /Psychiatrist, Both practice in Mind and body.

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Personality:Hannibal is very unique in his personality, being that he can change in the blink of an eye and you wouldn't even know it. Growing up with a very poverty based childhood, he had grown to shield his emotions very well and keep in touch with himself even when someone is being extremely rude or negative to him. He is a very classy fellow with a very selective taste in things. He enjoys the culture behind the arts, theatre, classical music and cleanliness.He can laugh and be cheerful but in his own way,for example he can throw in some rather sly jokes here and there about his meals.Even during his "killing" spree's he is very calm and collect about what he is doing and makes sure to keep it hidden . He can sometimes be quite creepy towards others, but despite this, he is a very good doctor with well rounded knowledge of the mind.Of all others so far, Hannibal prefers the company of William Graham (Special Investigator for the FBI), because the two of them have a lot in common. Hannibal considers him to be the perfect candidate for a friend. Hannibal can maintain a very calm posture and attitude even around those who are in distress and in stressful situations.This helps because he is able to maintain a calm attitude and keep the situation from worsening and also allowing the client to truly open up to him. He loves nothing more than to please and impress the guests in his house, and can ensure that everyone has a very good time when it comes to his dinner parties. Hannibal is by far one of the most gentlemanly Kias you will ever meet, but you have to be careful not to be rude around him, or it earns you a ticket on his client list.His client list is a list of people who have crossed the line on being polite to him or others and gives him a motive to kill them or harvest their organs for a very nice dinner party, or just a simple get together with the FBI.Although he does prefer the solitude, he doesn't mind spending time on dinner parties and social gatherings. It is simply to seem normal to everyone else, and maintain an image for himself. Keeping in mind that at any given moment he could manipulate you into thinking he is really just a simple fellow that is well off and just your regular doctor.

Hannibal is a cannibal and practises it in his cooking. He is very clean about how he prepares his food, and what he consumes. In other words, he will not consume bad meat.

---- song for him --------

History:( ANTHRO) Hannibal grew up in a small village in Europe, outside of a very wealthy community.As his true parents left him to die in the cold winters of the black forest, he was taken in by a foster family.He had two sisters who were biological to him, but they had not been found at this time.Once taken in, he was introduced to flaws that should not be given to children of his age.His foster father was very abusive, and very demanding of him, while his mother was very kind but strict to him on his manners and motives.Hannibal was taught to eat people at a young age, and from then on, he acquired a taste for human flesh. When he made his first kill, he was made to take the feathers of his victim and keep them into his adult life. From the cravings he experiences even into adulthood, it is clear that he can not live without this cannibalistic way of life.From then on, Hannibal killed with a passion. He was very quick and quiet with his kills, making sure that the victim had no time to flee, and did not have the opportunity to scream for help.Only on certain occasions does he allow his victims to watch and suffer the slow death that was sure to come.His mind became very messed up in the early stages of life, but he learned to shield it from others and remain normal in the eyes of others.He began to be more clean with his kills and started to learn the many different ways of keeping it hidden from those who might question his way of life.His teen years were more civilised as he started to get into knowledge and arts. It was during this time that he grew into the more cultured being that most know him as.School was good for him. He learnt about many different cultures and ways of life. Being a grade A student, he began to gradually become what he is today.After leaving his country, he went to America to be a surgeon and doctor on the field. He later, after many stressful encounters and deaths, went into the practise of mental health.He did however use his knowledge for anatomy throughout his recent killings, but also with his knowledge of the mind to use as a shield and a way of copying other serial killers acts to hide his own crimes.This worked to his advantage, allowing him to avoid being accused of killing anyone for now over thirty-five years.He now resides in Baltimore, Maryland, continuing his practise and maintaining a very well established image around the artistic people of the area.Recently he has developed a bond with his latest 'client', William Graham, who is a part of the FBI division that consults him. Will seems to show great potential, showing Hannibal that he might not be alone in the world after all.Whether he means to or not, William allows Hannibal to guide his young mind into a younger version of himself, and allow him to make him a friend. Though poor William may not want to be his friend once he realises how he has been manipulated, he has no choice in the matter.
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Hobbies:Hannibal, as a cultured Kia, loves to draw and write. He also enjoys a good book on a late night, and just basking in his opera music. Hannibal's favourite hobby though has to be cooking. He loves to cook and make his food perfect and look absolutely divine.
Favourite Foods: Cookies, German Dishes,Cake, Mint Icecream, Starbucks, Tims, Lobster, Shrimp, Ribs, Pizza, Chicken Wings, Chinese food, Sushi, Burgers, Hot dogs, Cotton Candy, Candy, Donuts.
Favorite Beverage: DR Pepper, Nestea, Iced Tea, Tea

Likes:
Cooking
Cleaning
Will Graham
Drawing
Writing
Reading
Music
Food
Murder
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Dislikes:
Rude people
Dr Bloom- long story.
Freddie Lounds
Germs
Bad meat
Uncivilized people
vegetarians
People who think better then him
Rap music
Un cultured people.

Favourite Colour: Tends to have a liking for blues (particularly deep blues), and crimson red. He has many ties and suits to match with these colours.
Favourite Season: Autumn would be his favourite. He's not overly fond of the Winter months as he dislikes the cold, and Summer is a little too hot for his liking. Spring is an okay season for him, but there is too much rain. He enjoys a good breeze, and the artistic colouration of the fall.
Favourite Weather: A cool fall day would be good. With no humidity and just generally relaxing weather.
Favourite Book: Hannibal has many books in his library at home, but he tends to turn to many cultured books on arts and music. But he does also enjoy some mind game ones to test his skill and to get a better understanding of some of his clients.
Art:
HUGE WIP
Hannibal the Cannibal- art by Yours truly
Step into my office- By me again~
Hanni Snarl- Animation by me to ~ <3
Eat the rude- headshot by me
Smirk- another headshot by me uvu
Swiggity Swag Im The Stag( BLOOD GORE WARNING)- By me~
Bath time- by me again
Dinner,Tonight.- By the adoring Talon
both headshots in Personality- and History.
Boop- By Talon
Why Hello there

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Reserved the name Emerson

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username ;; My username is { shannon, it is simple. It consists of my first name, and there is no real reason why I chose this. I guess I just couldn't think of a better username.

{ Emerson } { Mer } { male } { 25 years } { aggressive }



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[petrify]

pfft reserved up in here. <3

[Kitty~.]

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__________________________________________________________________________________________

"Killing must feel good to God too...he does it all the time."

→ username

I'm Kitty-Wolf-Chan, but most people call me Kitty. I am yet to own a kia, but for many I have tried. As a fan of Hannibal, it would truly be an honour to own such a kia. Not to mention the fact that his design is simply gorgeous. Ohmygod you made a Hannibal kia - I am forever in your debt, my dear.

→ name

His name is inevitably Doctor Hannibal Lecter. Being based off the man of the same name in the TV series, it was easily the clearest choice for the name. As a criminal, however, he has been deemed 'Jack the Ripper', and for good reason too. You'd think he'd get caught quickly with a name that rhymes with his eating habits.

→ personality
Devious; Classy; Manipulative; Charming;

Many words have been used to describe the infamous Hannibal Lecter (along with his alibi, Jack the Ripper) - devious among one of them. To most, he comes off as a charming kia, if the slightest bit ominous. However, beneath his skin and fur is an incredible mind, hence why he's a master at both physical and mental health. Despite this, Dr Lecter isn't at all what he seems. He doesn't use his intelligence for good, oh no. He uses it to commit flawless murders, complete difficult recipes and quip the occasional, witty pun, leaving his chaser and patient, the Detectve Will Graham, stumbling like a blind, senseless child.

Dr Hannibal Lecter has an affinity for the arts. His favourite music consists of Oprah, he enjoys art and he is simply excellent with his culinary skills (albeit the fact that the meat he uses is certainly of...interesting tastes). When in anthro form, he is often seen wearing fine, tailored suits everywhere he goes. His house is also something to behold, an exquisite thing that only the rich could afford with extra special precision and detail put into its kitchen. Truly, he is an extremely classy fellow. Well, other than the fact that he consumes his own kind, but y'know.

Contrary to belief, Hannibal Lecter isn't quite the classy, charming psychiatrist everyone thinks him to be. He is manipulative down to the very core, doing anything to anyone as so he will get his way. Perhaps this is why he hasn't been caught yet. He has twisted his way into a position that others deem 'trustworthy' and hence, has practically eliminated himself as a suspect for any cases. It is his this and his intelligence that allow him to do whatever he wants whenever he wants to.

Another trait that benefits to his criminal ways is Hannibal's sense of charm. He has a personality that draws kias to him - confident, likable, but not dramatic or exaggerated. His taste of music and the arts also creates an atmosphere that presents him as sophisticated. The fact that he often invites others over for dinner also contributes.

→ history

Hannibal Lecter was born in Lithuania to a wealthy, aristocratic family, later becoming orphaned with his sister. Somewhere along the line, they were kidnapped by a group of rather brute-like kias who killed Hannibal's sister before his very eyes, successfully traumatizing him. Somehow, he managed to escape and fled to an orphanage where he was taunted and teased by the other little kias. Later, he was finally adopted to his uncle and his wife. After his uncle passed, he became consumed by bloodlust. He became a psychopathic killer, losing contact with his adoptive mother and continuing to trace down and kill any who hurt his dead sister. He was later accepted into a medical institute and became a doctor of both the body and mind, despite his own mental health. Masked by the lies he holds and the trust he has formed between himself and important people, no one knows what lies beyond the classy psychiatrist act. Of recent, he was a professor, but he soon gave up on that. It is, however, how he gained his patient 'Will Graham', an ex-cop and a criminal investigator who, ironically, is on his case.

→ likes

.....↪ the arts
.....↪ cooking
.....↪ Oprah
.....↪ meat
.....↪ drawing
.....↪ reading
.....↪ neatness
.....↪ challenges

→ dislikes

.....↪ vegetarians
.....↪ the rude
.....↪ the unsophisticated
.....↪ uncleanliness
.....↪ morons
.....↪ pop culture

→tales

Doctor Hannibal Lecter was an incredibly intelligent kiamara. He had his circle of what would be considered ‘friends’ (though he merely thought of them as…chess pieces). He appeared as any other normal kia would.

He had a taste for the arts – particularly drawing and Oprah – and had an affinity for the culinary practices.

He was a doctor of both the mental and the physical.

And naturally, he dabbled in the hobbies of murder and cannibalism.

Said psychiatrist glared lazily at the body before him, his tail swaying behind him. The owner of the corpse has been quite rude, so it was only fair that he had taken a vacation to the afterlife. Inwardly scrolling through a variety of people he could frame, Hannibal packed away his, er, ‘findings’ into a sterilised bag of his, careful not to damage the tender meat.

“Perhaps I should simply leave this one,” he pondered aloud. Although he quickly dismissed the thought, deeming it ridiculous. William Graham was much too intelligent for such a lack of intricacy. Hannibal had to take the time to lead the trail away. The stakes were much too high for any less.

Suddenly, a thought popped into his mind and a lazy smirk spread across his features. He fished through his items, pulling out a plastic bag. Within it, resided a single, dark hair - long and wavy, belonging to a female of which William and himself were very close to. Did he feel guilty as he placed the strand upon the corpse? No. Guilt was resided for those who possessed sentiment and Hannibal was not one of those people.


***

“Another case?” Hannibal asked his patient, Will Graham as he languidly glanced across the table. His patient sent a trying glower with those bright blue eyes of his and a smirk curled at the cannibal’s lips.

“Stop analysing me,” Will snapped.

Hannibal sighed and leaned forward, his form casting a shadow over the mahogany table. “William, I am your psychiatrist. It is my job.”

“Must be a thrilling life you have – deducting the mad.”

He grinned. Oh, lovely Will had no idea. Admittedly, he was one of the most intelligent kiamaras that the murderer had ever encountered, but he was still a long way off the target yet. He just needed to shoot a little straighter – take a look at what was right before him instead of inspecting each ad every aspect.

Hannibal inspected his paw, his green orbs flashing across to his patient who appeared incredibly testy this evening. Undoubtedly, it was due to his lack of sleep. Cases tended to do that to him, Hannibal noted. He was much too focused on the task at hand and sometimes, he missed the little, obvious things.

“One of your colleagues informed me of the situation,” Hannibal elaborated, his tone calm despite what horrors he held within his mind. “It sounds quite intriguing. Another ‘Jack the Ripper’ case, you suspect?”

Begrudgingly, Will nodded, his thick, dark fringe cascading over his eyes. Irritably, he swept it away and trained his eyes on the table. It was an almost childish action, Hannibal mused, like a toddler who hadn’t gotten his way and was currently having a silent temper tantrum.

"I suspect that you're not too enthralled by this fact...?" Hannibal inquired, almost playfully.

Will grunted. Usually, he was somewhat agreeable, but today he appeared to be in an exceptional mood. Something, Hannibal knew, had ticked him off. His eyes widened the slightest and for a moment, he was glad that Will didn't look into the eyes of others as he was sure the hint of amusement wouldn't have done a thing for Dr Lecter.

"They...the murderer has broken their pattern. Why? It doesn't make any sense!" Will growled out, his claws raking at his thighs in frustration.

Hannibal's eyes glinted. "Perhaps it isn't the same person."

Will appeared even more angered by this fact. "But they have the same strategy!" he cried.

"A copycat has occurred before, if you have forgotten," Hannibal said patiently. "I advise you look over the crime scene more thoroughly. Sometimes people leave behind obvious clues, some as bright as day which is precisely why investigators of your calibre can't find them."

William frowned. It was evident that the thought had occurred to him before, but he had disregarded it. Perhaps it was for the better. Without a word, he stood from his seat and dismissed himself. A quiet 'goodbye, William' left Hannibal's lips as he watched the investigator leave.

Many have always said that there's a fine line between insanity and genius. Hannibal had both paws on either side of it.

→ art

Eat - Drawn by me
The - Drawn by me
Rude - Drawn by me
Blood of Others - Drawn by me
The Antagonist - Drawn by me
Mr. Monochrome (Blood/gore warning!) - Drawn by me
Chibi!Hannibal - Drawn by me

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