From Ciel's ASMR YouTube video. The fan made story is unique, sweet, and genuine.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6avH1SFj-k
Alastor: “Why so sad, Cherri darling?”
Cherri: “I lost a turf war to Sir Pentious.”
Alastor: “Oh, it’s never that fun to lose to someone
you absolutely despise. Trust me, I know how that feels. I mean…(sighs) Losing
to a human being with very little levels of power is not so fun. Of course, my
victims, of course when I was alive, I loved hearing them scream in agony.
However, I’ve just liked hearing my own voice, over their screams. It wasn’t a
jolly good time, I’ll tell you that.”
Cherri Bomb: “Oh, shit, I’m sorry. That must’ve hurt.”
Alastor: “Trust me, it was painful being mauled by
dogs, but I didn’t really feel the bullet go through my head. I wasn’t even
alive as soon as it touched me. I blacked out and now I’m here.”
(Both laugh nervously)
Alastor: “Who remembers that kind of stuff? I…I can’t
even remember the last time I’ve ever cried.”
Cherri Bomb: “I’m not sure anybody can remember that.”
Alastor: “It was such a long time ago. A blur…”
Cherri: “Oh Alastor…”
Alastor: “But don’t you worry your pretty head. I’m
sure you’ll figure something out next time.”
Cherri: “Yeah (dejectedly)”
Alastor: “This land isn’t his yet.”
Cherri: “No, not yet. And it will never be his!”
(Both laugh)
Alastor: “I’m still glad you’re being kept in high spirits,
dear. Let me tell you this: Sir Pentious has nothing, nothing on you. His
machines may be… “unmatched” to quote, but…you are, you’re a wild one. But you
have a plan at least, a much better plan than him. So, he may have taken part
of the territory, but that doesn’t mean you still don’t have a chance to get it
back.”
Cherri: (tearful) “Thank you, Al. What is it?”
Alastor: “No wonder you and Angel are best friends. You
are quite a lovely specimen.”
Cherri Bomb: “Really? You really think so, Al?”
Alastor: (chuckles) “I know so, Cherri darling.”
Cherri: “Cherry Bomb.”
Alastor: “Right, Cherri Bomb, then.”
Cherri Bomb: “Are you okay, Alastor?”
Alastor: “I don’t know. I suppose back in my time,
there really weren’t wild girls like you. You…Your kind was very rare to find. There
was about 5% of you back then.”
Cherri Bomb: “5 percent of what?”
Alastor: “5% of Louisiana…had those wild children out
there. I’m not saying you’re a child or anything, just… but, I’m more of a
fancy…”
Cherri Bomb: “Fancy what?”
Alastor: “A fancy for girls like you.”
Cherri Bomb: “Girls like me?”
Alastor: “Tough ones. Bold ones. Brave ones. You are
the one, the kind of girl. And I was just a man. A man with dreams to find
love. But that was before I started killing, anyway.”
(Both laugh)
Cherri Bomb: “So…Al…”
Alastor: “Yes?”
Cherri Bomb: “Do you maybe wanna hang out sometime?”
Alastor: “Um…hang out? What do you mean by that?”
Cherri Bomb: “Do you wanna go out on a date with me?”
Alastor (nervous chuckle) “A date? Really? I, well,
certainly…alright. Sounds good to me. A date is it then.”
Cherri Bomb: “Awesome. See you tomorrow then.”
Alastor: “Oh, and Cherri darling, don’t forget to
smile. You know you’re never fully dressed without one.”
Cherri Bomb: “You’re absolutely right, Alastor. Thank
you.”
Alastor: “Nothing at all, dear. After all, you’re the
only beauty in this inferno of suffering. I’ll see you then…darling.”
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