Johnny The Homicidal Maniac【 Comic Fandub 】
Joseph Bozlinski for Johnny "Nny" C.
He is a deranged serial killer, mass murderer, and spree killer who interacts with various other characters, more often than not torturing and murdering them. He elaborately and sadistically kills anyone who even slightly irritates him, then drains their blood and paints one of the walls in his house with it (to keep the Thing from getting out).
Sometimes, Johnny shows feelings of self-hatred for the horrible things he does. This shows in his many monologues and suicide attempts. He even has what appears to be frightening moments of clarity, but those quickly turn into yet more crazed rants accompanied by bloodshed.
The person cast would be doubling as Johnny and Happy Noodle Boy as it's one of his personas, so please try to make it at least a little varied.
(Thinking to himself) Why are people so... unpleasant? Honestly, it's so difficult to truly care about so many things without first knowing the answers to some of the most fundamental, mind ravaging questions! How can one possibly respect the existence of something, people in this case, when that something seems to defy respect? They do such trivial things and find amusement, even up to 'so-called' maturity, in the incessant mistreatment of their own kind.
(Heartfelt; to Devi) As you may already know, I tried to kill you. I see how that could be construed as a bad thing, but the part that understands that is not the one running things in my little world.
I've excluded happiness as one of those possibilities we seek for ourselves. Oh, I still want it, but that's beside the point. Contentment - they say it's the ultimate, but I can't even wish for that. I don't even want the desire to be content. I can only hope for silence.
I like you immensely, Devi. And to prove it, I shall obliterate all of my affection and interest for you. Just like before, but different. I cannot hurt what I do not acknowledge. I don't know of anyone that I love, or of anyone that loves me, but I give you what I can. I give my nothing. I know forgiveness is out of the question. I just ask for what we all ask of the people we respect - that the thought of me does not compel you to violent spasms of projectile vomiting.(To Squee's teddy bear) Hmm? What's that Shmee? Mm, Hmm. Yeeess. Hmm? Yeah. Really? Uh, Huh. Okaaay. What? Hmm.
(Nny begins to stab the stuffed animal) Well FUCK YOU MR. BEAR! You speak LIES!! LIIIIES!! Stuffed with pure venom, you vile lint infested bastard!! How many more, like you, are there?!! How many more?! You can't even imagine the things I've endured!! And always at the hands of shit like you! You don't know the truth!!
