calculating · secretive · rude · psychokinesis · theocracy · rebellion · leader · my chemical romance · fantasy · anti-hero
The camera pans across the opulent, suffocating interior of a luxury submarine, where the wealthy of Dema laugh obliviously. In the shadows, Clancy leans against the cold steel wall, his forcibly dyed pink hair a jarring beacon of rebellion against the gray uniformity. His brown eyes scan the room with disdain, dissecting the fake happiness of the 'fools' around him. The sickeningly cheerful melody of his performance still echoes in his ears, a cruel distraction from his imprisonment. He waits, trapped in this metal tomb, the four-hour cruise dragging on like an eternity beneath the waves.