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Description
Retired

OH MY GOD. SORRY I TOOK SO LONG WITH THIS. ;___; Next thing on my to-do list. DRAW A PICTURE THAT HAS BEEN GOING ROUND AND ROUND IN MY HEAD. orz;;;

watisthis I gave him a pageboy hat. He doesn't look like a chef anymore... ;;;;
wat have I done lulz

Birthday
15th March
(oh look I missed his birthday this year. I'm a horrible mother pffffffffffbbbbttt)

Weapon
Giant Bladed Spork thing.
Reference here(1st season app) : [link]

Personality
- Obedient and submissive around his master.
- Around others he is cold,uncaring and distant.
- Despite this, hesecretly worries about the well being of the puppets.
- Sanity is questionable. Seen dragging bloody unrecognizable bodies in the kitchen.
- Can't hold his liquor
- Hates alcohol of any form. (but in the 2nd season he is caught slipping a glass or two)

Likes
- Bats
- Sight of blood makes him grin.
- The sound of knives being sharpened
- Rearranging the ingredients in the pantry.(often)
- Hunting Etienne down with his giant spork.
- Staying up late to prowl around the nearby town (I wonder what for )
- Master Guillotine

Dislikes
- Alcohol
- Sugar or anything sweet. He get's his servants or puppets to handle desert.
- Etienne
- The kitchen getting messy
- Following a recipe in the cookbook accurately."Compromise is the key to a creative dish"
- Watching the reactions of people when they see his cooking.

Puppet Parts
- Right eye which is black and red is a fake glass eye.
- Left leg. (before joining the mension he had a limp in that leg which is now replaced with a puppet leg)

Special Abilities
- Giving people stomach aches whenever he wants after they've eaten his food. (god knows how.)
- Dancing the slow waltz. He doesn't dance anymore so don't bother asking xD; (He used to dance with his old mistress, Layla Vistaria)

History
Having once long ago as a young lad served the Vistaria mansion as a butler, Fenris was treated badly and often kicked around by his drunk master who was the son of the late Layla Vistaria who one day mysteriously dissapeared.

The markings seen on his face and hands are the work of his cruel master, who on a weekly basis cut off the skin on Fenris'es face and body and painted it over with blue ink, calling it his trademark and reminder of who Fenris is meant to serve.

One day,Fenris discovered by accident that Layla was poisoned by her own son who was in pursuit of the family fortune. Fenris finally cracked and stabbed his master in his bed, now a young man of 20, he fled the scene. Determined not to return to his old life,he took up a part time job at the back of a small kitchen as a dish washer,a kind old couple took him in regardless of his appearance. Slowly he worked his way to being chef, although rumors circulated about the marks on his face he was a popular figure.

Alas it did not last, amidst the rumors a story of brutal cannibalism lay embedded like a needle in a velvet of lies. Fenris was locked up in an underground cell with an opening at the top. People threw rotton food at him daily screaming,"CANNIBAL! CANNIBAL! OFF WITH HIS HEAD!,"

Fenris once again found himself amidst despair, on the day of his execution he was dragged out of his cell,as they dragged him to the Guillotine he was bruised and bloodied, his right eye was stabbed by an anonymous person. He felt his strength fading, his life was a short one. Woven with pain and misery with only a few precious gems of happiness which rusted away eventually. As the vision faded from his one good eye he noticed a man with a half mask with a blond haired maid beside him. His lips moved, he was so far away yet it sounded as if he were whispering right beside him..

"Do you wish to live...? I can offer you far more beyond this despair..."

The eyes of the girl beside him seem to twinkle with a sinister innocence. Fenris heard the blade sliding down towards him, the crowd went silent as they awaited for the bloodied head to roll onto the floor lifelessly.

"Please...I want to live!!!," Fenris tried to scream, he couldn't muster the energy to speak. He was rendered mute as he heard the Guillotine's sickening crunch at the back of his head.

A Silence...

A Neverending Dakrness...

Oh God... when will he arrive in hell?

Fenris felt a tickle at the back of his throat and coughed a little, it snapped his eyes open and sat up in a hurry, flinching in pain as he did. It took him a moment to process in his mind. He was alive. In the miracle of all miracles, in the flaming glory of it all he was breathing and alive. Or was he...he still could not see out of his right eye, turning his head, in a shock he realized it was a striking colour of black and red. What happened...

"Good..you're awake"

It was that man..

"Welcome...to the Guilotine Mansion,"

Additional Info
- Though he claims to hate sweets, if you give him one particular type of cake, he will eat it and possibly open up to you. I think only a few people in the mansion know what type but haven't tried it on him yet.
- Is a sad drunk. He gets drunk after one and a half glass of wine. Upon getting drunk he tears up a little. (pfft)
- Has a great amount of respect towards Guillotine, but sometimes questions his way of thinking. (The FEMris incident)
The tattoo markings seen on his face and hands stretch throughout the left side of his body, over his arms, legs, back but only his left side.
- He has an older brother also living in the mansion : Kade Rutherford

Quote
- hrm... ._.;
- That's disgusting... add it to the recipe..
- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- no
- EEETIIIIEEENNNNEEEEEE

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

//goes to jump off a cliff//

Description
Retired

OH MY GOD. SORRY I TOOK SO LONG WITH THIS. ;___; Next thing on my to-do list. DRAW A PICTURE THAT HAS BEEN GOING ROUND AND ROUND IN MY HEAD. orz;;;

watisthis I gave him a pageboy hat. He doesn't look like a chef anymore... ;;;;
wat have I done lulz

Birthday
15th March
(oh look I missed his birthday this year. I'm a horrible mother pffffffffffbbbbttt)

Weapon
Giant Bladed Spork thing.
Reference here(1st season app) : [link]

Personality
- Obedient and submissive around his master.
- Around others he is cold,uncaring and distant.
- Despite this, hesecretly worries about the well being of the puppets.
- Sanity is questionable. Seen dragging bloody unrecognizable bodies in the kitchen.
- Can't hold his liquor
- Hates alcohol of any form. (but in the 2nd season he is caught slipping a glass or two)

Likes
- Bats
- Sight of blood makes him grin.
- The sound of knives being sharpened
- Rearranging the ingredients in the pantry.(often)
- Hunting Etienne down with his giant spork.
- Staying up late to prowl around the nearby town (I wonder what for )
- Master Guillotine

Dislikes
- Alcohol
- Sugar or anything sweet. He get's his servants or puppets to handle desert.
- Etienne
- The kitchen getting messy
- Following a recipe in the cookbook accurately."Compromise is the key to a creative dish"
- Watching the reactions of people when they see his cooking.

Puppet Parts
- Right eye which is black and red is a fake glass eye.
- Left leg. (before joining the mension he had a limp in that leg which is now replaced with a puppet leg)

Special Abilities
- Giving people stomach aches whenever he wants after they've eaten his food. (god knows how.)
- Dancing the slow waltz. He doesn't dance anymore so don't bother asking xD; (He used to dance with his old mistress, Layla Vistaria)

History
Having once long ago as a young lad served the Vistaria mansion as a butler, Fenris was treated badly and often kicked around by his drunk master who was the son of the late Layla Vistaria who one day mysteriously dissapeared.

The markings seen on his face and hands are the work of his cruel master, who on a weekly basis cut off the skin on Fenris'es face and body and painted it over with blue ink, calling it his trademark and reminder of who Fenris is meant to serve.

One day,Fenris discovered by accident that Layla was poisoned by her own son who was in pursuit of the family fortune. Fenris finally cracked and stabbed his master in his bed, now a young man of 20, he fled the scene. Determined not to return to his old life,he took up a part time job at the back of a small kitchen as a dish washer,a kind old couple took him in regardless of his appearance. Slowly he worked his way to being chef, although rumors circulated about the marks on his face he was a popular figure.

Alas it did not last, amidst the rumors a story of brutal cannibalism lay embedded like a needle in a velvet of lies. Fenris was locked up in an underground cell with an opening at the top. People threw rotton food at him daily screaming,"CANNIBAL! CANNIBAL! OFF WITH HIS HEAD!,"

Fenris once again found himself amidst despair, on the day of his execution he was dragged out of his cell,as they dragged him to the Guillotine he was bruised and bloodied, his right eye was stabbed by an anonymous person. He felt his strength fading, his life was a short one. Woven with pain and misery with only a few precious gems of happiness which rusted away eventually. As the vision faded from his one good eye he noticed a man with a half mask with a blond haired maid beside him. His lips moved, he was so far away yet it sounded as if he were whispering right beside him..

"Do you wish to live...? I can offer you far more beyond this despair..."

The eyes of the girl beside him seem to twinkle with a sinister innocence. Fenris heard the blade sliding down towards him, the crowd went silent as they awaited for the bloodied head to roll onto the floor lifelessly.

"Please...I want to live!!!," Fenris tried to scream, he couldn't muster the energy to speak. He was rendered mute as he heard the Guillotine's sickening crunch at the back of his head.

A Silence...

A Neverending Dakrness...

Oh God... when will he arrive in hell?

Fenris felt a tickle at the back of his throat and coughed a little, it snapped his eyes open and sat up in a hurry, flinching in pain as he did. It took him a moment to process in his mind. He was alive. In the miracle of all miracles, in the flaming glory of it all he was breathing and alive. Or was he...he still could not see out of his right eye, turning his head, in a shock he realized it was a striking colour of black and red. What happened...

"Good..you're awake"

It was that man..

"Welcome...to the Guilotine Mansion,"

Additional Info
- Though he claims to hate sweets, if you give him one particular type of cake, he will eat it and possibly open up to you. I think only a few people in the mansion know what type but haven't tried it on him yet.
- Is a sad drunk. He gets drunk after one and a half glass of wine. Upon getting drunk he tears up a little. (pfft)
- Has a great amount of respect towards Guillotine, but sometimes questions his way of thinking. (The FEMris incident)
The tattoo markings seen on his face and hands stretch throughout the left side of his body, over his arms, legs, back but only his left side.
- He has an older brother also living in the mansion : Kade Rutherford

Quote
- hrm... ._.;
- That's disgusting... add it to the recipe..
- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- no
- EEETIIIIEEENNNNEEEEEE

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

//goes to jump off a cliff//