Possible Threat of The Moment #1: Cannibal Clenn!

Created:

6/20/2017

Blurb:

A frivolous chef and an extreme anthrophile, Clenn is adamant on his adoration of the human form. He finds everyone beautiful! Regardless of differences, he's quick to welcome anyone interested into his kitchen. Whether or not they're aware of his fame as the maneater of a Dark Web entertainment group is irrelevant. If he itches to fix them a meal, he's swift to scratch. He loves compliments on his cooking, especially after they don't notice the spiked drink or the drugged appetizer. Overall he'll be happy to satisfy their cravings - even if they don't realize they're the main course.

"How do you like your food served? Grilled, sauteed, fried - I'm more experienced than I look, you know! I know how to cook pasandas, steam dim sun; I can use chopsticks in so many different ways my boss doesn't even want the pairs back anymore. Agh! He's so vanilla sometimes! It pisses me off!"

More Information

Alias:

Occupation: Cook

Birthday: April 5th (31 years ripe)

Currently: Deep frying some poor saps appendages

"Ow! Shit, that hurt! Do it again. Harder!"

Basics

On the surface, Clenn's demeanor is hyperactive and comedic. He rarely takes situations seriously, and even when he does take genuine offense his reaction is usually cracking jokes and intentionally bitching just to cope. When it comes to his coworkers, he's incredibly fond of each and every one of them, and makes it incredibly clear he wouldn't mind "fixing them up" for a meal anytime! Half the crew can barely fucking tolerate him. He's far more popular with guests, even if they end up on the blade of a bonesaw for not coughing up cash, trying to juke him, or just being in the wrong place, wrong time.

Despite his genuine adequacy as a cook, almost nobody in the gang touches a thing he makes, even if he insists it's "plain" animal meat. As a result, he often gets excited, aroused even, serving unsuspected flesh to unknowing houseguests.

Due to his unhinged meatwhore tendencies, most make an active effort to distance themselves, only interacting with him when necessary and keeping specific visits to his apartment brief. Even Tripp, another long-staying member, still has limits with the man, despite Clenn insisting they're practically brothers. Tripp is aware of this one-sided found familihood, as he's aware Clenn has openly boasted that he ate his own brother. Only Hing Dai, the boss spearheading their operations, seems to remain cordial with him - and he's the only person Clenn always listens to.

That being said, Clenn's position is, unfortunately for everyone, vital to most of their work. Aside from his cannibalism making him useful as an alternative disposing option, he often sells corpses to other cannibals (or shank the seller while their back's turned for dessert if he feels like it) for money. He's also responsible for his dog, Ammi, as he and his group of farm pigs to take care of the leftovers. This streamlining of the cleanup process makes other entertainers able to make their profits without too much strain put banking on their main attraction.

As the third official member, Clenn is considered a veteran amongst like-minded individuals, although he's actually far from tech savvy, with an outdated Windows OS being the oldest corpse he still has.

"Maybe if you didn't put those big sweaty mitts on me in a struggle I would've been a good boy and wouldn't've bit down on your fingers, but noooooo - We can't have a lick of self restraint anymore in this country, can we!"

Other Facts

Cannibal Holocaust

- Clenn has a few pigs he tends to in a backyard stable. He doesn't mind tending to them, but hates the fact he has to give up his leftovers instead of having the stomach for them himself (not to say he hasn't tried to take an occasional bite to test his limits.)

- Clenn has torn a few of his frontal teel in favor of metal ones for "convenience".

- He considers himself "old-fashioned" in his venacular and knowledge; using "long pig" as code and/or slang for human flesh and able to remember most body parts that're safe or inedible off memory.

- Outside of having human snacks and souveneirs in his apartment, he's currently experimenting with his own form of human taxidermy.

- Clenn's name was recommended to me by one of my friends, RUSTYKNIGHT! He's so cool; thank you so much!!!

- Clenn has, and often parades around the fact he has a mental tier list of which gang members he wouldn't hesitate to kill and eat if things went south. The list (Most wanted to least), is:

Hing Dai:

Muscular, powerful, tall, "foreign", and being the only person who seems to tolerate him makes Hing Dai an obvious first choice. The idea of taking out a man with so much power and blood on his hands for consumptions sake is something that keeps Clenn up at night for all sorts of unsavory reasons. Hing Dai has suspicions of Clenn's attraction, more importantly the potential for him to finally break and attempt to kill him one day, but it's not too much of a concern for him. With his level of skill and intimidation, he bends at the knee at his orders and, in the worst case scenarios of being too excited, is incredibly easy to disarm. While he has his eye out, but he doubt anything'll escalate. Hing Dai is also one of the only members that'll eat Clenn's cooking, human or not. He doesn't care. He'll just tower over the man while he does it and insists he take the first bite to not run the risk of some backstab poisoning attempt. Clenn is always incredibly fond of these shared moments.

Danique De Jong:

Clenn considers Danique to have a very model face; often wondering why he couldn't go into that business instead of dirtying his hands down with freaks like him. Nonetheless, he finds Danique's aloof and introverted nature intriguing, as well as his Dutch heritage incredibly appealing and attractive. Clenn often spends his own money to gain access to Danique's "beauty vlogs" (i.e torture room logs and videos) just to see how extreme he can get. Danique views this attraction akin to a schoolboy crush and wants nothing to do with him.

Tripp:

A very close coworker in Clenn's eyes, despite the fact Tripp has gradually lost more and more of his patience with the man over the years, only resisting the urge not to choke his ass out because he know Big Man won't like that and Clenn would definitely get off from it. Tripp can't stand Clenn, only tolerating him in short doses when he's either already in high spirits or drunk.

Blondie:

Surprisingly, Clenn is above slut shaming. Unsurprisingly, the idea of prostitues and sex workers having so much interactions with other flesh, he considers cannibalizing them akin to getting handfuls, possibly hundreds of people all in one! Therefore, his interest in Blondie on a cardinal level is rather high. Unfortunately, with her position - often even surpassing Hing Dai's income per month, making her highly valuable, Clenn keeps his hands to himself best he can; treating Blondie akin to a gal pal he never had. He even helps the business by taking out his urges on other street corner prostitutes, "eliminating the competition", much to Blondie's disgust. As for her thoughts, she avoids him like the plague.

Mamba:

While he never knew her personally, her death occurring right before he joined after Tripp, Clenn's secondhand accounts through Hing Dai's stories, and, admittedly, scavenging around in Mamba's old room before it was refurbished led him to piece together an interesting contrast to her personality. The red rooms didn't lie - she was incredibly extreme, violent, and aggressive. But the pastel pens she wrote with in the sticker plastered journals were alos quite loud. Her Vietnamese background and psychology alone are incredibly fascinating to Clenn, and honestly, he often feels guilty over the fact he never dug her corpse back up himself for a taste test. Nonetheless, she's an enigma he can only fantasize about now.

Hornet:

In a twist, as the youngest gang member at 19, Clenn has no interest in Hornet. While legally an adult now, kids, while Clenn doesn't mark them as off limits, are incredibly unappealing to him. Not for any moral reason, he just finds them uncookable; their undeveloped bodies just not suitable enough for his palette. And even after developing some muscle as an adult, Hornet has remained that way to Clenn. That being said, Clenn keeps himself at a distance from Hornet. Suffering from Stockholm Syndrome and succumbing to the escapist violence of Hing Dai's influence, Hornet views Clenn as a "fun uncle" type figure, much to Clenn's occasional annoyance at him often disrupting his work. While he certainly minds being served long piglets, he's not above putting his hands on one if they annoy him too much. Rough slaps across the head, hard shoves aside are incredibly common for Hornet, which he's only grown to view as familial and affectionate. Alongside Hing Dai, Hornet is the only one who can handle Clenn's cooking, which, despite his previous greivances, does make him incredibly happy.

"Which one you want? That got-hitched choker you had made your ring finger look real juicy. I'm up for splitsies though! I try not to be greedy."

Notes on Clenn

Clenn was a character I initially created all the way back in 2017 for a Creepypasta OC-gang of misfits, and really, nothing much has changed about him since then? To their detriment, if anything, since most of them have really flimsy writing, including Clenn. While I'm really glad I'm finally able to revamp these guys into something more understandable and, well, scary, I feel like the main thing I had running through my head as I wrote Clenn was, ''A'ight, if this bitch isn't fucking unhinged I've failed.'' Lmao. Hopefully this is good enough under that description.

If I remember correctly, the whole design process behind Clenn's concept was, "the group is rather small to have safety in numbers. Carrying corpses around is taxing as is, even with extra help. What if there was someone in the gang who didn't want to get rid of corpses?" And it just went from there, I guess, hah.

"Oh honey, please stop crying so much. Fresh blood and tears make my libido skyrocket. Funny story - I knew a girl way back who was super open about her cycle and started a fuckin blood bank when she and her ex broke up. I felt so sorry for her y'know, a real sweetheart. So anyway I heard her Ex loved his steak extra rare one time and I was in a mood..."