Kaleidoscope[]
"Kaleidoscope almost looked dead to most people"
"The rain poured down hard on the large town that rested outside the overgrown forest, it's town being quite well known for the amounts of disappearance cases. Its depressing atmosphere made the town seem even more ominous with its simple looking copied and pasted houses the only real difference was the colours and the trauma of the people who lived inside the homes."
Appearance[]
Kaleidoscope is seen outside wearing a torn, oversized and dirty stripped red sweater, along with a red stained yellow and blue Hi-Vis jumper. They are also known for wearing it's plain and almost disturbing white mask.
Personality[]
Kaleidoscope is a calm and reserved individual who isn't renowned for smiling much in public. The teenager acquired a delicate relationship with touch. When it came to taking the lives of their victims, Kaleidoscope had been quite compassionate, focusing on persons who had been spoilt rotten or who had been raised in bad homes. Kaleidoscope grew up with a variety of ailments (both physical and mental), such as schizophrenia and cataracts, which made them vulnerable to bullying. Its worst experience with bullying came from a popular, relatively typical school girl named Amelia. Because of the bullying at school, their character had changed dramatically.
After their birthmother fled after learning that Kale was born as an intersex child, Kaleidoscope was raised in a harsh household from a young age. As a result of being exposed to an excessive amount of alcohol, their father became rather abusive.
Past life[]
Kaleidoscope was born the eldest of one to a poor family, their mother left the family after seeing that Kaleidoscope was intersex, calling them a ‘deformity’. When they were born, they had small cataracts in their eyes. Their father worked much of the time and was often too tired to attend to Kaleidoscope when coming home. Their attendance at school was patchy at best due to their malnourishment at home and frequent appearance-based bullying at school. When Kaleidoscope was 5, their father married a new woman who always mistreated Kaleidoscope for the crime of being born to another woman.
Over time it’s father began to drink alcohol more often, and slowly became more violent towards Kaleidoscope, who soon began stealing cigarettes from him and his wife. Around the time Kaleidoscope had turned 11, they quickly started to notice the man who’d stood outside their window, throwing it off as a hallucination from their developing schizophrenia. Voices constantly ran through their head, a sudden thirst for blood took over their mind leading them into a state of constant self harm.
Kaleidoscope emotions erupted into the feeling of paranoia, the man who stood outside their window, under the street light, would calm the voices and send their ears to some sort of static sound drowning out the voices. Each night Kaleidoscope would try to communicate with the tall figure amazed by his lack of facial features and ghostly white skin, their chances always failed due to them suddenly passing out. The static would become too much every time they'd try to get near.
Kaleidoscope wasn’t a child to reach out their hand to grip onto help, they preferred to stay in their dull, dead, depressing room. The lighting always gave off a sinister vibe. It seemed like a normal day, Kaleidoscope would skip school to avoid other children or find something new to do then quickly lose interest in it. They had received a strange looking gift from their step-mother. A mask, purely white with two small eyeholes.
“Wear it outside, proudly. You mustn't take it off outside the house.” Kaleidoscope’s step-mother would forcedly praise.
No amount of praise from their mother would ever calm the piling rage they held for her. The two never had a stable relationship with each other, Kaleidoscope never believed in the ‘mother and child’ relationship especially not with what they liked to call a ‘replacement’. They never wanted their small intoxicated family to fall deeper into this rabbit hole of deformities.
Nothing felt right, Kaleidoscope felt their sanity drop by the second every time this strange figure would appear. They would scream at it, their voice on the verge of disappearing.
“Who are you?!” They’d continue to shout at the tall faceless man in the corner of their room, it traumatized Kaleidoscope.
The only clear thing they could see through their infected eyes was the tall, thin, faceless man who followed them everywhere. Their father constantly took Kaleidoscope to many therapists and psychiatrists who - in the end - gave up on them, blaming all their problems as the development of severe schizophrenia. Even if they weren’t wrong, the child knew the tall man wasn’t one of their hallucinations. Kaleidoscope would continue to steal cigarettes from their parents, worsening their cataracts the more they’d smoke. They managed to get it’s first job at 15, working in a small convenience store. Kaleidoscope could never ignore the feeling of the walls slowly dripping blood down perfectly white walls. Of course only they could see these visions but it was blinding. The only recurring thing they could make out was the tall man who’d leave behind the same cracked mask that their step-mother had given them.
"Join me." was written all over the walls of Kaleidoscopes room, the walls felt like they were closing in on them.
"Blood, blood, blood." the voices would chant running wildly through their head.
This was a rare night, where Kaleidoscope’s father would be at work till very late at night, leaving the child with their usually drunken step-mother, they were sick of self-inflicted pain, the voices in their head craving for blood other than their own. Kaleidoscope quickly rushed over to it’s closet to take out their stolen combat knife, their body freezing ever so slightly, feeling the rugged texture of the knife's broken handle, the memory foam of the knife slowly oozing out like blood from a wound. Kaleidoscope turned their head towards the closed door, watching the scratched off paint fold itself into circles, it looked graceful but disgusting what little care they had for it’s surroundings. They sped walked over to the door, their sickly white hand reached for the handle mind running wild with thoughts, the regret that would come with the guilt of murder but the satisfaction to finally get revenge on one who abused the child. Creaking down the old wooden stairs the crooked knife held tightly in the child's hand, watching as the old blue carpet became more vivid to their foggy eyes. Kaleidoscope rolled their blinding eyes hearing the drunken slurs of the woman that was supposed to be a replacement for a missing mother.
‘Kill.’ was the only word running through Kaleidoscopes mind.
They quietly walked around to the living room, standing in front of the woman.
‘Move!’ the woman would shout with slurs and curses.
Kaleidoscope frowned, showing what little sympathy they had for their ‘mother' before pinning it’s mother down on the leather seat she’d been sat on.
“I always fucking hated you.” Kaleidoscope spat and with one swift motion stabbed the woman through the chest, watching as the blood poured out the multitude of holes they’d left with the knife, her morbid screams and cries for help satisfied the voices in their head.
Kaleidoscope wouldn’t stop until it was sure the woman was dead. Their blank eyes stared down at the woman stabbing her corpse one last time in the eyes, before getting up and rushing to the front door. They looked back once more before reaching over to the coat hanger grabbing the first thing, their fathers old yellow Hi Vis vest slipping it on before rushing out the door.
Out on the other side of the street was the tall man, he had no eyes, no mouth, nothing but his ghostly white skin and ungodly height.
“Come child.” the tall man would offer holding his hand that had been holding a familiar mask.
Kaleidoscope couldn’t recognize where they’d seen it from but took it gratefully while walking out into the forest with this tall man.
‘Later today the police have found the bloody murder of Penelope Circe, her and her husband's 16 year old child has seemed to have disappeared. If you have any information on the case please contact your local police department.’
Trivia[]
- This creation was created by Goosejouce.
- Kaleidoscope uses they/it pronouns.
- Kale learned to do ballet after excessively studying the dancers on their old small TV.
- Kaleidoscope was 16 when they officially became a serial killer.
- Growing up, Kale's family was extremely poor therefore it never had their cataracts removed.
- They smoke as a way to relieve themselves. Although, they constantly think of how their father would react.
- Kaleidoscope murdered their step-mother on their birthday.
- Kale suffers with: PTSD, depression, schizophrenia, cataracts and body dysmorphia.
- Kaleidoscope wasn't born with split hair colours, they dyed it to try and stop the mass bullying at school.
- The most transparent to why Kale never like their stepmother is due to the SA from her (which caused Kale's delicate relationship with physical touch).