The Chesapeake Ripper
The Man Behind The Monster
A brief introduction to my portrayal of the infamous cannibal, Hannibal Lecter.
Biography
Name: Hannibal Lecter
Aliases: Hannibal the Cannibal and
The Chesapeake Ripper
Date of birth: January 20th, 1965
Birthplace: Vilnius, Lithuania
Occupation: Former surgeon currently acting as a psychiatrist to a small selection of hand chosen patients.
Personality: Shy, reserved, introverted, finds great discomfort in social gatherings and keen to lashing out during fits of anger.
Favorite quote: "A bruised fruit always tastes the sweetest."
Basic Facts on my Portrayal
∙ Tʜɪs ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ ᴏғ Hᴀɴɴɪʙᴀʟ ɪs ʟᴏᴏsᴇʟʏ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴠɪsɪᴏɴ sʜᴏᴡ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴀɪɴʟʏ my own interpretation of the character now aged from my original portrayal of the beginning of his transformation to the infamous cannibal.
∙ He ᴍᴀᴊᴏʀed ɪɴ ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇ﹣ᴍᴇᴅ while acted as an intern for his surgical professor through college where he learned many if his current skills.
∙ Uɴᴅᴇɴɪᴀʙʟʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ ʜᴇ sᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇs ɪn social settings ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜʀɪᴠᴇs during one on one interactions.
∙ My portrayal of the character has now been aged and will remain as such till further notice.
Solos
† "Help! Someone help me. . . please, anyone一," the blonde cries in horror as the shackles secured about her delicate wrists recieve a violent tug, a final frantic and failed attempt to somehow loosen her restraints from the wall she finds herself anchored to.
Alexis is a young college student whom has unfortunately been ensnared by the winsome charm of a handsome stranger, a boy from her pre-med class which whom she has foolishly placed her trust in simply for the fact that he was brilliantly articulate and a talented artist with words. And those eyes, the boy's deep and seductively darkened stare had been her downfall, luring her in and blindly leading her into a vicious web of lies and decit.
"Hush now, my darling. There is no need to make such a fuss," Hannibal sweetly coos as the blade within his hand is idly toyed with amongst the expanse of his skilled fingers. "These walls are very well insulated, no sound in and no sound out. You may scream all you wish but your efforts will be all in vain. Please, don't go wasting your precious energy. The meat is so much more tender when you are not so tensed."
"You. . . you fucking monster. You pervert, you. . . you freak! You're sick, demented. . . . don't touch me," the girl hisses as her legs thrash about before her in effort to keep her captor at bay.
"Freak? How interesting to have such a precarious accusation come from the cunt that requested I tie her up and call myself 'daddy' before fucking her senseless. Seems to me there are some underlining issues there, do you not agree?" A devilish smirk finds its way to his lips as calloused digits harshly grasp about his victim's ankle to still the desperate writhing of her slender limbs.
"No. . . stop! Let go of me. . . p一please, you don't have to do this. You don't have to hurt me, you can. . . you can let me go. I won't say anything, I won't tell, you have my word. Please," hot tears stream down the girl's flushed cheeks as she reluctantly surrenders herself to the overbearing man towering over her.
"My sweet, I believe you and I both know it's too late for that now. This is where we are, accept your fate and silence your cries because they mean nothing to me. I feel no remorse or pity for the likes of you, I feel nothing for you expect for an overwhelming sense of. . . hunger." With the edge of his blade positioned over the curve of her inner thigh Hannibal slices upwards, tearing his way through that sensitive flesh to rip off a hefty portion of meat.
A piercing howl of agony echoes from off the walls of the enclosed space of his rented storage unit as an outpouring of blood spills out onto the cement floor beneath their feet. Against her struggles he delves amongst her legs once more in search of another slice of fresh, warm flesh.
"This area here is so very succulent and flavorful, it is best accompanied by a rich mushroom sauce and a vintage Chateaux." He muses to himself as his meal falls unconscious beneath the coarse sawing of his weapon along the inside of her trembling thigh.
一
† With that shrill cry for help that boisterously erupts from Anna's trembling lips comes with it a decision that needed to be made. His choice was painfully clear; either he free the girl and risk a report being made, one that would shatter his very existence and everything he has worked so hard for, or he finishes with the task at hand and finally feeds into that morbidly delusional part of himself that has secretly desired the warming sensation of blood seeping between his fingers.
"You will serve for a greatest purpose, your ending will not be laid to waste. You have my word that your death will bring with it an awakening in my life, one that I will forever be in your debt for." A sudden burst of brute force is issued upward at the conclusion of his speech, sending the blade of his butcher knife slicing down to the bone till his victim's trachea is violently snapped in two, leaving her head dangling limply from her shoulders.
"I'm. . . I'm so sorry, please forgive me一."
一
† Even after his graduation from the university had come to pass Hannibal found great difficulty in leaving the familiar comforts of the school halls where he had not only gained his enriched education but also where his very first casualty had fallen victim beneath the blade of his butcher knife. In the time since his third year spent studying psychology he has never managed to forget that fateful day which would forever be engraved within his memory as a memento kept close at heart, a chance encounter which had not only wreaked havoc on the sanctity of his very existence but had also shattered to its core the fragile lucidity of his deranged subconscious.
Now in the later years of his career and long since retired from his days as a surgeon Lecter finds himself serving the campus that had once played center stage to his academic cultivation as a well-renowned professor and mentor to those students in need of gaining further insight into their studies. Through a chain of rumors and an array of meticulously placed flyers he is soon made privy to the presence of a guest lecturer, one whom curiously possesses the very same last name as his dearly beloved and deceased Anna.
Unwilling to place his fate on a chance of this merely being a coincidence he neatly settles himself into a chair at the furthest corner of the auditorium, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their guest speaker. His meeting of William Graham was certain to be a turning point in his life, even if he himself was not yet aware of this fact.
一
† Hannibal Lecter was known amongst his fellow undergraduates to be a dedicated student solely focused upon his studies, a man with an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and one that often a desire to play teacher's pet in the hope of receiving justified attention for his valiant efforts. He frequently held the eye of his professors, wishing to obtain all the information they had to offer, and found much satisfaction in aiding with their lectures or lesson plans in search of extra credit for his already astounding grades.
This crisp September afternoon was one he has looked forward to for weeks ever since the beginning of the new school year, having been promised the chance to prove himself worthy of the internship he has sought after since the semester prior. Professor Robert Gates was more than pleased to offer his favorite student the opportunity to perform a lecture all on his own, one solely focused upon the surgical anatomy of the human brain; a topic he himself took immense personal interest in.
This seminar was his chance to shine, his anticipated 'big break', and his way to finally beat out Lisa Hendricks for the sponsored internshibeing conducted by the university's most well renowned teacher. He could not and would not fail, surrendering to defeat was just not an option.
"So, show of hands, are there any questions?" A faint smile curves to the corner of his lips as the last slide from his PowerPoint presentation fades to black, in closing concluding his hour long lecture.
"Please, feel free to pick my brain; so to speak. Seeking knowledge is the only way to truly evolve. Well, anyone?"
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