"Permisi, Mr. Bianchi. But I just heard that your wife doesn't want to see you" Marshanda said, approaching the dollmaker.

"Not only that, I've also heard that you both aren't in a particulary healthy relationship. So why the hell are you looking for her?"

(@askthemanorresidents)

(I wanna beat Henry up)

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Well, rumors do spread out fast, don't they?"

He just sighs a bit, not even paying full attention to whateaver Marshanda was talking as the man was more concentrated in taking care of his arm that had just been quite literally cut away from him and he was now trying to reattach.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "I do not know where did you hear that and you should not be taking rumors as the truth. We are in a completely normal relationship and no person should be involved into the matters between us. I just want to talk to her since she left me after trying to quite literally murder me, so i do deserve some type of explanation. That is all."

@askthemanorresidents

…

“Excuse me… uhm… fellow?”

Looking behind him (and looking down), Henry was met with a rather… small and odd looking girl, holding a blue jacket and fingerless gloves in her arms. What was intriguing, however… was her body, the bare skin showing. It was… segmented at her shoulders, not like that of a human. More like… that of a ball-jointed doll. Observing down, it was the same at her elbows, her wrists, even individual parts for each of her fingers.

“Uhm, hi. Sorry to disturb you, was just wondering if you knew where the laundry room was…? I’m a bit new here.”

( @experimental-blueprints doll meets dollmaker, what can go wrong? )

It took him some moments to finally see where the girl was, as she was probably quite smaller than him, he was ready to just tell her off until...Noticing her arms, legs...Everything...A doll...Just like he was trying to achieve with his own body.

The man took some more seconds to answer, just staring at her during this time...Until a small laugh came out of his mouth.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Of course...The laundry room, you say?...Unfortunately, i am just as new as you are, doll. But we might be able to take a look around this manor to try to find it, what do you think?"

His tone of voice was...Friendly?...Well, at his own standards at least, the girl could still hear how snobish he was...But he seemed sincere in his words...Weird.

- @experimental-blueprints

The dollmaker found himself in a Duo Hunters match, they were 5 ciphers down and he hadn't seen his duo, the hunted, since he entered the waiting room.

Henry was surrounded, trying to chair anyone would just conclude in double the flare guns he was recieveng at the moment and his excitement was on coldown for atleast another minute but, there was a moment...A moment where most survivors had scattered? He could finally chair the one survivor he had managed to take down, as he ballooned them he felt a burning pain, he was shot by no flaregun, and no survivor. The dollmaker was struck by the shotgun of John Doe, the other hunter held no expression as he saw how Henry's back bleed an abnormal amount, it was a matter of seconds before the dollmaker would collapse because no-one, no matter how "enhanced" his body might be, he was still a mortal and no mortal can tolerate the pain of getting shotguned. Jonh Doe just, stared before throwing his weapon over his shoulder and muttering as he walked away.

"Giovanni tenía razón, hijo de mami el wn.."

@bloody-duo

It was a difficult match to say the least. The survivors just seemed to gather around him, and the other hunter was nowhere to be found...Hell! What was even happening? Why was the other imbecile who was matched with him not doing anything? The worst case scenario was that they simply gave up and left Henry to take care of that match by himself!

But...At final...These flare guns stopped, and the survivors seemed to go to decode...Well, maybe to get more points to get more flare guns, yes - but it at least gave him some time - and he finally managed to get one! Getting them balloned instantly, a big smile was in his face behind his mask...Still 6 ciphers left as they were too busy harassing him, so he had a chance!

However...He just felt this burning sensation at his back, and it didn't take too long for him to finally understand what happened - letting the survivor go to the floor again, he put one of his hands there, feeling the blood coming out - and, as he finally looked behind, there he was..."John Doe"...At least, that was what people called him.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Oh, so this is what happened."

He gave no reaction in his voice, even if it hurted like hell, the dollmaker would not be giving the other man any satisfaction in hearing the pain in his voice. It took only some seconds until John could hear some steps behind him...And the carving knife from Henry just going down his back as well.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "So you were helping those filthy survivors, huh?...No wonder...A dumb, violent and disgusting animal like you could not do anything good anyway...So, allow me to do the same for you...Dog."

- @bloody-duo

Masked Past - Event!

As Angeline is currently still healing from her injuries in the infirmary...A new hunter seems to appear...

The Dollmaker, Henry Bianchi, is open to asks!

Hello everyone! And welcome to the second event of this blog, in this one, you will be able to send questions to the Angeline's husband, Henry!

As i imagine his backstory is not of the interest of most people in here, his event will stay up for 2 weeks! Starting now in June 22 and ending in July 6!

During this time, you will also be able to still send questions to Angeline! Even if she doesnt know he is in the manor as well...For now, at least.

As always keep in mind the general rules of the blog, and also keep in mind that Henry is both a hunter and a bit crazy, so take care while trying to slap him please 💔💔

So anyways have his refs and have fun!

The clicking of heels and metal footsteps echoed down the hall. As the tall inventor and his robotic daughter went off to go... introduce themselves. To an interesting figure, a smile drawn across his face.

"My, I believe we haven't met before..."

( @idv-deluded-inventor have fun Henry)

He takes a moment to look behind himself after hearing those footsteps echoing, taking another moment after that to look the man in front of him from head to toe, probably already making assumptions about the figure standing before him with his robotic companion. After that, Henry puts one of his hands on his waist, hearing what the new face was there to say.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Yes, you would be correct in believing that, as i have been in this place for merely a day. Now, do you have anything to discuss with me? Or are you just one of those people coming here to make a failed attempt into making me feel anything negative?"

The hunter answers, still with the same prideful tone as always.

- @idv-deluded-inventor

LOL Tatya just narrowly avoided Henry purely by accident

Congrats on (not) seeing Henry, Tatya! Now keep this up 👊

A patroller scuttles up to Henry with… something? Attached to its head. It looks up at the man and stares…

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...What is this?...A dog?....A robot one? Thats truly interesting..."

He just picks the patroller up, probably because of his size, it is not really hard.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...But you're quite an ugly dog, aren't you?...Want me to fix it?"

- @tatya-time

The mercy of excitement lasts for so long

You are bound to condemnation as you are bound to existence

Soon.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "What is this? Do we have a poet in here? How fun!...I am waiting to see what you have stored to condemn me then, just dont be a dissapointment like the rest of the people at this place."

yes im passing him that 🍃 bro needs to take a hit after murdering someone

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...I am not someone who normally smokes...It is bad for my lungs after all...But...I will do it just this time...And i expect this thing to hit hard at least."

He says, taking the blunt and inhaling it.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Is this a joke?...This weed isn't even hitting ha-..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Is that Jesus."

(OOC) Drew some blue eyed henrys earlier today to celebrate him leaving soon 🥰 never again

Henry? How did you keep your parents hearts beating????

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...With the help of a friend...Everything is possible. Of course, they cannot move...But it is a way to make them seem more human like...Simulating their hearts pumping blood in their whole body...This way...They can be with me, forever."

HOW WAS YOUR CHILDHOOD HENRY

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Oh? My childhood?...You are not trying to go around spreading rumors about me to however wants to hear it, right?..."

He laughs a bit, sitting in a chair near him...Before going to one of the shelves in the room, looking at one of the doll heads in there...Human sized ones...If they were not separated from the body, it would be impossible to tell it away from an actual human.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "It was...Perfect...My parents did everything they needed to do in the most precise way possible. A good house, maids who would do what it needed to be done...And loved me the way i needed to be loved...Told about how pretty i was, how intelligent i was...How i was the perfect child."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "And...They never lied! I was truly a perfect child...Mom would always come at night to take care of me and make me feel loved...And would then put me to bed and tell me..."Henry, never let anyone tell you what to do. You can do amazing things if you never give up"...She was...Perfect. I would never do anything to dissapoint them...Never...The maids as well would care for me...During night, when i thought i would be alone...They would come to my room and remind me of it."

He stops for a second, thinking about something from his childhood...His hand in his chest, where his heart was supposed to be.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...And they lied to me...They dissapointed me...As time passed, i noticed...They were not perfect...My dad with his wrinkles and his body getting more frail as time passes, and my mother...How much she cried, how little time she had to care me at night...How bad were the fiancees they would find me...How could they do this to me?...How...How..."

His voice gets more maniac as time passes, and then he just...Starts laughing, loudly.

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "They abandoned me! Even if they loved me...They did it!...But not because they wanted...Their frail human bodies could not do anything about that...It was human nature to abandon anything you love at the end..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...But i did it. I surprassed human nature...I became the chaos...My dad is still alive! His heart is still beating, even if his frail body gave up on him...I made him a new one...And he will be with me, forever."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "I gave him his young body, the one i remember from childhood...The strong business man he was, it was easy...Not like mother...Poor mom...She could not understand it was the best for her...She screamed and pleaded..."How could you do this to me, Henry? After everything i did for you?"...Mom, can you hear me, mom?...I love you...I am doing this because i love you and dad..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...In the end, they both became immortals...Like my favorite maids, my favorite mistresses...They all have their hearts beating...Forever...In a body that will never get frail..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "They are all perfect."

Where is Henry right now?

Hes in the dining hall! Look at him! Such a fancy guy! (He's horrible)

Henry.... Has your ENTIRE bottom half been replaced??? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Yes. My legs were both replaced already...Unfortunately, i was not able to change my entire torso yet, as it has most of the important body parts i need to still function, but soon...I will find a way to replace them as well...I will replace it all."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...I know you might be interested in learning about certain parts of my anatomy, but i will refuse to talk about it in here. I will leave it up to your imagination, but just you know...It will all be replaced...One day."

Are you aware of the Ship of Theseus metaphor?

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Yes, i have heard about it before...How much can you change something until it stops being what it originally was?...And if it even is the same thing if all its components are changed...Yes, i am aware of it..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "At the start of my journey, i thought about it: would i still be same? How long would it take for me to stop being Henry?...But then...As time passed...And i started taking my body parts out, i noticed..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "A human being can never be perfect. Even if i lie to myself to say that i was perfect since birth...This would just be another flaw of mine...A liar can never be perfect, after all...For me to become a perfect being, i had to first reject who i am from the beggining...This means also leaving this person who you guys call "Henry Bianchi"...Leave."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "Maybe, one day, when i am finally complete...I will stop being myself. I will not be Henry anymore, nor a Bianchi...I will be something totally different, that cannot ever be understand...And i will happily go down this path...Even if this means killing the person i am now."

Have you considered replacing your chest, Henri? Because I would be more than glad to help you break a rib or two

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...Haha, very funny. But i do not think you have any idea of how to do it...If you actually knew, you would have already done it."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "But i will be replacing my chest...I will replace every part of myself...And i will be immortal and perfect...Forever...I just need to complete the mission that i left unfinished kqst time...And then i can go back to this objective..."

(˘˘(◉ᴗ◉)˘˘) > "...But don't you worry, anon...I know where the last piece of this board is...And i will get it."