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2 things:
1. This is both a picture and a mini story/brainstorming thing so enjoy~
2. I have no idea what I was thinking with this picture and word thing.
Enjoy! ♥

This Gijinka is a personal one of mine who is a completely insane Mawile.
Looking at the hair maw, you'll see light marks that look like tags wrapping around. That kept any insanity from surfacing and avoiding any unnecessary bloodshed.
Only it drained said Mawile of all emotions except a sort of air headed bliss. He could not feel sadness if anyone left him. Couldn't feel the drive of anger and rivalry to push him towards a goal if someone surpassed him. No real love for a soul mate. Not even pain bothers the Mawile while the tags are on.
When they are taken off, all emotions return.

Sorrow.
Happiness.
Anger.
Love.
Pain.
Pleasure.
Ecstasy.

Only one problem.

He feels Sorrow from every soul he takes.
Happiness from seeing the horror in his prey's eyes.
Anger when his prey manages to escape.
Love in forcibly taking his prey, alive or dead.
Pain when a difficult kill is difficult to rend.
Pleasure in rending flesh from bone and partaking in the taboo of cannibalism.
Ecstasy in the snap of bones, the scream of death, the aura of fear, the loving embrace of the darkness of the mind, the final breath like a loving kiss on his skin.

He is alive when the insanity surfaces.

♥ Have fun with any nightmares I managed to create or the mindfuckin' ♥

Description
2 things:
1. This is both a picture and a mini story/brainstorming thing so enjoy~
2. I have no idea what I was thinking with this picture and word thing.
Enjoy! ♥

This Gijinka is a personal one of mine who is a completely insane Mawile.
Looking at the hair maw, you'll see light marks that look like tags wrapping around. That kept any insanity from surfacing and avoiding any unnecessary bloodshed.
Only it drained said Mawile of all emotions except a sort of air headed bliss. He could not feel sadness if anyone left him. Couldn't feel the drive of anger and rivalry to push him towards a goal if someone surpassed him. No real love for a soul mate. Not even pain bothers the Mawile while the tags are on.
When they are taken off, all emotions return.

Sorrow.
Happiness.
Anger.
Love.
Pain.
Pleasure.
Ecstasy.

Only one problem.

He feels Sorrow from every soul he takes.
Happiness from seeing the horror in his prey's eyes.
Anger when his prey manages to escape.
Love in forcibly taking his prey, alive or dead.
Pain when a difficult kill is difficult to rend.
Pleasure in rending flesh from bone and partaking in the taboo of cannibalism.
Ecstasy in the snap of bones, the scream of death, the aura of fear, the loving embrace of the darkness of the mind, the final breath like a loving kiss on his skin.

He is alive when the insanity surfaces.

♥ Have fun with any nightmares I managed to create or the mindfuckin' ♥