The wildest of the hearts

This is Admin R checking in

Tue, 22 May 2012 14:25:02 +0200

after having brought my body to its limit and possibly beyond, I’m going to back full time. So while the RP is on semi-hiatus, I’ll keep the main active if you have any questions etc. feel free to ask :)

- Admin R

ADMIN UPDATE!

Tue, 22 May 2012 11:10:55 +0200

Finals are taking over my life so I will be fully back on saturday, you can consider the RP on semi-hiatus until then! :)

-Admin T

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Tue, 22 May 2012 11:08:52 +0200

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Mary Anne Prescott has been re-opened!

Mon, 21 May 2012 15:13:03 +0200

Mary Anne Prescott has been re-opened!

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Mon, 21 May 2012 15:12:28 +0200

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Mary-Anne Prescott
Angel Vintner
Staunton Savill
Sienna Linwood

Greer Cooper OC; Accepted!

Mon, 21 May 2012 15:07:32 +0200

Welcome to the RP! make your account ASAP and message us for the link to the OOC blog!

OOC Name: Drea
OOC Age: 20
Time zone: pst
Activity (1-10): 8-9
Link to an old rp account: http://seramonroe.tumblr.com/ (still active)
Character Name: Greer Cooper
Character Age: 24
Occupation: Waitress at the diner
Species: Racoon (If that is acceptable)
Sexuality: Straight
Faceclaim: Deborah Ann Woll
Biography: Greer grew up in the town over from Tala Springs with her parents and two older sisters. Being the youngest in the family, she was always treated like a child, even through her high school years. It was the one thing that Greer hated most. She was constantly doing all she could to prove to her family and to everyone else that she could hold her own and had been desperately seeking her independence for as long as she could remember. That was hard for her though, since her mother was very protective of her and her sisters, always causing a fuss if they strayed to far growing up. Now that she’s older and with her sisters already gone off to find themselves, Greer had decided that it was her turn to get her own life. She found herself a small apartment and a job as a waitress at the local diner in Tala Springs and was quick to leave everything she knew in hopes of finally being able to get the much needed freedom that she craved.

Greer, like the rest of her family, does not have a major problem against the human population. She does tend to find them to be annoying from time to time, especially considering how most humans treat her species of animal, but for the most part she doesn’t mind living among them. She even befriends the ones that don’t seem to bother her as much as the others. Greer is a generally an outgoing person. She’s usually friendly to all that she meets and is considered a nice person but all that can change in an instant if she is provoked. She can go from zero to fifty in a matter of minutes when she is upset or angry with someone, usually occurring when she feels like she is being treated like a child again or not worthy enough for something. Though, for the most part, Greer tends to always be in a upbeat and chipper mood. She tends to be a bit flirtatious with most of the guys she meets, a complex she had gained from feeling like she was always in her sisters’ shadows and had to come up with some way to make her feel more noticed. It’s usually harmless and she doesn’t even tend to notice she’s doing it half the time but it has gotten her in trouble one or twice in the past from guys’ girlfriends who didn’t appreciate the way Greer joked around with their men.

When she isn’t working, Greer likes to spend a lot of her spare time finding new and interesting things to do. She loves the prospect of adventure and is always willing to try new things in hopes of finding something that she can truly be passionate about. She also enjoys spending time in the woods outside the town, doing outdoor activities like hiking and camping. She tends to stick to the woods when she in her animal form, straying from the general population out of knowledge that raccoons are often seen as pests. She often tries to advocate against, what she calls, the stereotype but knows not to push it too much because it could lead people on to discover her true nature. Still, she isn’t afraid to tell someone off about not taking better care of their stuff when she overhears them talk about how a raccoon got into their things.

Para sample:

Greer slammed her front door in frustration behind her as she entered her apartment. Her cell phone had been going off for the past ten minutes now, her mother no doubt calling to bug her, and her hands had been too preoccupied carrying groceries to be able to pick up. She walked over to her kitchen, heaving the heavy bags onto the counter and letting them slip from her hands carelessly, landing with a hard bang, as she quickly reached her hand into her purse to find her phone and finally cease the annoying sound of the ringer.

After digging around in her bag for a few moments, Greer finally found the damn phone and flipped it open before quickly bringing it up to her ear. “What!” She said in irritation as she waited to see what was so important that the caller couldn’t give her one moment to relax and get settled in. Greer’s eyes rolled at the instance that her mother’s whining voice resonated through the speaker. Of course, she knew it would be her the whole time. It seemed that ever since she moved to Tala Springs, Greer’s mother made it a point to bug her daughter about fifty times a day with needless phone calls to talk about the most trivial and mundane stuff.

Greer let out an exhausted sigh and used her shoulder to support the phone against her ear as she began to unpack the food she had picked up for the house. She paid very little attention to her mother’s droning on about how she would be doing so much better if she moved back in with them. It never failed to amaze Greer just how persistent her mother was. Finally finding a moment to interject through her mother’s rambling, Greer interrupted the woman on the other line. “Look, ma!” She said, her voice dripping with obvious annoyance, “I’m not moving back in with you and dad. That’s final. I mean, seriously! You guys weren’t like this when Ava and Jean moved out so why the hell do you keep bugging me about it?”

She was really upset how her parents seemed to be completely fine with all the things that her older sisters ever did, but when it came to her wanting to do something with her life, oh no. They had to give her so much grief about it. Her mother began to protest on the other end of the line but Greer had had enough of the woman. She was tired from long day at the diner and just wanted to be able to put her groceries away and relax for the rest of the day. “Okay, ma. I’m hanging up now!” She raised her voice so that she could be heard over the other woman’s shrilling voice. This was just like every other phone call she ever got from her parents these days. Always calling to bug her or to try to convince her to come home but Greer had had enough. She was done with them treating her like a child. Without warming, Greer grabbed the phone with her free hand and promptly hung it up, throwing tit onto the counter in front of her. She let out another frustrated sigh, already knowing that her mother was sure to call right back in a few minutes.

Any connection you want? Knows Chris Roberts

Sorry, but I can't be on this RP anymore. I'm so busy with everything. My time here was nice, and good luck with your RP! XO

Mon, 21 May 2012 15:03:50 +0200

Good luck with everything!

-Admin T

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Sun, 20 May 2012 10:26:05 +0200

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Candice's Review of Wild Hearts.

Sun, 20 May 2012 02:02:58 +0200

Candice's Review of Wild Hearts.:

candice-critics:

First glance:; Ngl, I’ve almost joined this roleplay 5-10 times. Like the colors, very nature-y. Love the wolf on the sidebar, because..hello. Wolf? Awesome. Admins are fairly active, always wonderful. 10/10

Theme:; I like it. It’s not my favorite, but it’s not bad. Not too difficult to navigate, and the colors and sidebar are lovely. 9/10

Plot:; It’s well thought out and really unique. I love it. The only complaint I have about it is the animal/region relationship. It depends on the scenery of Hillsborough, Florida (if it’s real), but coyotes and wolves aren’t normally in Florida, are they? Maybe back then, I don’t know. 9/10

Characters and graphics:; I like the pictures alot, they’re pretty. The bios are also nice, very length-y, but descriptive. 9/10

Originality:; Completely original. 10/10

Overall grade:; A (94%).

Notes:; Really lovely.

Ashley Foster; Accepted!

Sat, 19 May 2012 10:16:21 +0200

I am not going to wait until I get other auditions because this one is perfect. Welcome to the RP make your account ASAP and message us for the link to the OOC blog!

Madi
Ashley Foster
EAT
8.5 :)
http://beautifulsleepingfawn.tumblr.com/
Ashley has learned that life is easy for some people, and harder for others. And bitching and moaning about it to others sure as hell doesn’t solve anything. She’s a troubled, and lost girl who’s never really had a deep emotional connection with anyone aside from her mother, and fears that through her they’ll get hurt or they’ll leave. But she doesn’t mope and whine about being all alone, no she sucks it up and walks around with her head high. I wouldn’t fuck with her; wouldn’t be surprised if that temper of her’s get her into a lot of fights.
Glass littered the floor. Alcohol splatters, tainted with a few drops of blood. A hand, slender and shaking, raked it’s way through the girl’s long brown hair. Her bony fingers mindlessly ripped and tugged at the many tangles as her eyes skirted around the room. Frantic, she appeared rather on edge. Hrm, was it frantic or a form of panic? Well, regardless, she was distressed. The body, her skin a rich color but pulled taut over prominent bones, seemed to be trembling just as her hand. The rapid eye movement never ceased, continued to race around the room, from object to object, desperately searching for nothing and yet everything. A distraction. Yes. Something to take her mind off of-

Smack. Her hand, now a fist, tore its way free of her tresses and collided with the wall beside her. Pain was always an effective diversion, even if she would regret it later. Honestly, a fractured hand would later be nothing compared to the long gash, which ran bloody and red down her left thigh. The wound had been searing, for the first few moments, now it was…numb. Like she ought to be, had she not smashed that bottle. Had he not… ‘Ashley.’ One word was all he needed to bring her crashing down, to send her running with her tail between her legs. When Ashley had left Alec, she’d figured her abandoning their friendship was blatant, and painfully obvious. Apparently not. He kept trying to remedy this. To fix her. But Ashley? Didn’t want to be fixed. Didn’t need to be. Her own fuckin problems were her own. “My own.” A voice, now hollow, echoed through the room as though uttered by a ghost.

It was times like these that Ashley wondered why she even bothered getting up every morning. Why she went to school, tried to live a normal life when honestly she did everything in her power not to. The alcohol, the drugs, the lack of relationships, the self deprivation of food… This just…this was who Ashley had become. And there was no changing that. This is how life continued on for her, this was normal for her, not matter how abnormal it seemed to outsiders. Was it absurd? A bit. Did it make her happy? hardly. But there was no changing who Ashley Foster had become. And she didn’t want to fucking change, not for anybody.

And yet, ironically, at the very moment she wanted to take on the very change that happened so frequently. It was an escape, was it not? Any Shifter, as she called them, would understand immediately what it was she felt when Changing. To be free of this human and mundane form, so run and be wild. Though Ashley was just as wild and infinitely more feral when in her human form. Each tremor that shook her body began to grow, and before long she was kneeling on all fours, glass biting into the skin of her palms and knees. Drawing her bottom lip into her mouth Ashley bit down, hard, and closed her eyes. Muscles, every single one, began to tighten and…shift. Though growing leaner they had begun to shrink. No, not shrink, rather contract. Her skin became impossibly tighter, pulling and pulling until it seemed to force what was beneath to push through. Brown hair, a robust orange and brown, began to sprout from every visible patch of skin, blanketing her. The gash on her leg stained the incoming fur an alarming scarlet, and due to the strain began to bleed further onto the floor. The blood, thick and eery, crawled down her evolving body and onto the floor, where it slithered around each fragment of glass and soaked in all the spilled liquor.

Where Ashley once crouched now stood a small but fierce coyote. While it’s size and clear show of ribs appeared to be weak the ferocious glint of its- her eyes was clear and dangerous. The wounds, now countless, were sending waves of pain throughout the wiry body, clear to see as each muscles twitched continuously. But she rode each wave with determination, and oddly enough, relief. ‘Run,’ she thought. She commanded. ‘Just go.’ The animal took only a split second to ready, the muscles somehow tightening more, the joints bending slightly before sending her body shooting forward. The small padded paws thumped against the cement, pushing her further and further away from her human life. She’d return eventually, she had to. Running away was…an incredulous idea. But for now? Ignore her problems, ignore the issues, ignore her emotional pain. Focus on the physical, on the wind caressing her fur, on the heavy air cycling in and out of her elongated mouth, and the harsh feeling of asphalt on her feet, slowly turning to the plush of green grass. Focus on being the creature you were meant to be.

((soo, haha, I wasn’t really sure where I was going with this. just sort of went along with this scenario in my head. it gets a bit jumbled somewhere in there, though it makes sense to me I can assume it’d seem more like rambling to anyone reading. but, nonetheless, here is my sample! I can write in first person if you’d prefer, I know some people do… so just get back to me when you can! (: ))

Coral Way Asylum | Promo

Sat, 19 May 2012 00:09:44 +0200

Welcome! To Coral Way Asylum.
Unlike most asylums being built with some sort of history - we are a newly established Asylum.

Built on it’s very own island called Coral Way in which the asylum was named after, we are pleased to introduce our new facility. We provide the best for our patients for recovery.

We hope you enjoy your stay, and remember…we’re just as sane as you are.

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We are a new OC roleplay, and we are NOW OPENED! We’re in need of all members, female and male ranging from patients to staff workers.

Audition today! 97% of the applications will be accepted!

APPLY NOW | ASK | RULES | A LOOK AT THE ASYLUM

Could you tell me if you have auditions to accept? I'm thinking on audition and I just wanted to know wich character has more auditions or something :)

Sat, 19 May 2012 00:08:55 +0200

As the list of auditions received says, there are no auditions so feel free to send in one!

-Admin T

Hello. Which male do you want taken... say, by tonight? :)

Fri, 18 May 2012 10:14:38 +0200

Jack Reed or Brandon Connors!

-Admin T

I feel like a Jake Abel FC would be so perfect for this group.

Thu, 17 May 2012 23:30:25 +0200

Well, I feel like a lot of fcs would fit in here. I am having my finals and I can’t make characters right now but if you want to make an OC you’re more than welcome!

-AdminT

IN NEED OF THE POACHER! “I know there is something going on...

Thu, 17 May 2012 23:04:35 +0200

IN NEED OF THE POACHER!

“I know there is something going on here. And I’m going to find out what it is.”

Name: Brandon Connors
Age: 24
Occupation: Owner of the hunting shop. Poacher.
Species: Human
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Faceclaim: Garrett Hedlund

Ever since he was a kid, Brandon’s father would take him to the woods next to Tala Springs to hunt down some animals, the species didn’t matter, only the fur and how rare was the animal. Of course, Brandon was too young to understand that what his father did was completely wrong and that in fact he wasn’t just a regular hunter trying to get to spend some time with his son, but a poacher who was using his son as an excuse to go to the woods to show him how to use a gun. Being used to see his father kill animals, he shot his first one when he was ten years old and didn’t even flinch when doing it. It was a wonderful white-tailed deer and his father was very proud of him, exactly what Brandon wanted, to make his father be proud of him since hunting was the only thing they had in common. Growing up with a father who would always care more about his guns than about his only son was hard for him, his mother left them as soon as Brandon killed his first animal, when she found out what her husband and son were doing in the woods and unable to stand living with what according to her were ‘murderers’. Even though she was his mother, he didn’t care about her leaving them, they had never been close and she had always been very oblivious, never quite caring about him. So in fact he was pretty happy that the woman that kept apart him and his father was gone now, except he soon found out that it had been his father the whole time. This, however, doesn’t mean that he hates his parents; in fact he will shoot anyone who says a single bad word about them.

Brandon kept following his father’s footsteps and started going to the woods to try to hunt down animals, he would also try to help him with his hunting shot and learned pretty much everything about guns. At sixteen, he dropped out of school so he could start actually helping his father in the shop and show him how they shared the same passion. However it only lasted a few years, when Brandon was eighteen, his father was arrested for poaching after being found in the woods with the corpse of a florida panther, a protected animal. Because of all the charges they had against him, he was sent to jail and released four years later, only to die in a hunting accident, being shot by one of his friends when Brandon was twenty-two, making him the owner of the local hunting shop and the target of the hatred of the entire town.

He’s not stupid, he knows that there is something going on in Tala Springs and spending so much time in the woods, has only showed him that some animals have a very strange behaviour and that sometimes they just vanish. Brandon is very close to finding out the truth and hating the animals as much as he does, the whole story wouldn’t have a very happy ending. The animals, and particularly James, since he’s the ranger, always keep an eye on him, watching his every move, not even knowing yet that he’s the one behind the recent murder of animals but suspecting that he’s involved, considering who his father was. Point is, he’s not going to stop until he finds out what’s going on with the people in the town and the animals, and in the process, if some of them get killed, it’s even better for him.

Friends with Nathan, despite their differences
Friends with Chloe, her not knowing yet that he’s a poacher.
Hates animals.
TBA with other batches.

IN NEED OF THE ALPHA OF THE PACK! “The Gods will come, it is...

Thu, 17 May 2012 23:03:02 +0200

IN NEED OF THE ALPHA OF THE PACK!

“The Gods will come, it is all up to us. What you do is always your choice.”

Name: Jack Reed
Age: 46
Occupation: Owner of the restaurant
Species: Wolf
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Faceclaim: Daniel Craig

Jack is the owner of Tala Springs restaurant, something that despite the small amount of inhabitants that the towns has, allows him to live very well and to give his family whatever they want and need. He’s exactly what you would expect from a person like him, the head of the family and the alpha of the pack. He has his rules and he makes everyone in town respect them, he’s not the one to be played with, he’s known for being understanding and yet he’s not the most patient person in the world, get him on his bad side and he’ll make you regret it forever.

To him his family is his everything and he will do anything to protect his pack. He’s especially protective over Emily and Alec, the younger members of the pack, since they are the future of the pack according to him. He treats Emily as if she was another one of his daughters, that’s why she allowed her to live with them under the same roof, taking one of the spare rooms of the house that is occupied by his kids. Alec is his little jewel, he’s very strict with him, always demanding and sometimes it may seem that he’s a disappointment but that’s only because he loves him dearly and knows that he can give more than what he already does. Finding him again after so many years and learning about what had happened hurt him deeply, no one else knows it but he went after the family that had adopted Alec and tortured him for almost ten years and ended up killing them after asking them why they had done it. Jack may be very strict and has his own sense of what’s wrong and right and whenever someone crosses the line and breaks his rules, he has to pay the price and there are no exceptions. The only people that can say have seen that real sensitive side of him are his family despite the fact that he doesn’t let that side of him show up very often. Still he’s always the man his kids will go asking for advice, he knows how to listen and will always find a solution to a problem, not only his kids but also other graced animals in town, making of him a very respected man. However that respect also leads to fear, he’s not the one you want to bother with useless issues or the one you would try to fool.

Jack is also a believer but only in something in particular, he believes in the Creek Legend and knows that it’s real just because unlike some people tend to forget, they are nothing but animals who were born with a gift that should be wasted like some do. That is why it’s so hard to have someone like Matt in the family, as much as he takes care of him, making sure he’s okay, he does hate what he has done to himself, dooming him to a cursed and crazed life. Somehow he hopes that even though it can’t be fixed, that a miracle is going to heal and make him go back being a complete graced animal. For the opposite cases, he just feels pity for his own because he didn’t make that choice but instead could do nothing but accept everything that was given. Jack only hopes that honouring the gods like he does every day and every full moon will give him the so hoped reward of having them coming to Tala Springs and do something to prevent more graced animals to take the same direction as Matt. Just like people fear and respect him, Jack respects and fears the gods, knowing that they can take his gift away from him and his family.

Currently, he’s looking for a new pair that will move to live to Tala Springs with him and his family and become not only a mother to the children he already has but to new ones that would make the pack increase into a very big family. He’s been looking around and he thinks that he may have found that new perfect wolf for him, his soon to be new pair. After the death of the other two, he believes that he has no luck, that why he’s been waiting so long until finding someone who is perfect for him.

Father to Jane, Isabelle and Alec.
Uncle to Matt, Johnny and Emily.
Hazel is his future pair
Wary of the humans in town and will try to hunt down the poacher with James’ help.

“I can tell when there is something going on and I know...

Thu, 17 May 2012 22:34:47 +0200

“I can tell when there is something going on and I know there is something here. There always is.”

Name: Lucille Mansfield OC
Age: 23
Occupation: Journalist at the local paper
Species: Human
Sexuality: Pansexual
Faceclaim: Kristen Bell

During her whole life, few things were as fascinating to Lucille as other people. Rather than losing herself into fiction about fantastic creatures and other worlds, she’d always sought out to learn more about people, real people, seeking to know the stories of those around her, gathering those for her own amusement and soon working on sharing it with everyone else. Her inquiring nature, however, often drove her to push or ignore some boundaries, especially those concerning a story she might have considered particularly interesting. Back in high school, her behavior was often considered stalker-like, even if Lucille herself had never considered that to be quite accurate. It also wasn’t like her to purposefully take advantage of the connections and relationships she made, but when presented with an opportunity to dig a little deeper for a piece of information, she knew how to use any leverage she happened to have or how to make people grow comfortable enough to tell her the right things. That ended up leading her to quickly assuming an “agree first, ask later” behavior, believing on experiencing as many things as possible in order to have stories worth telling in the end.
However, due to her almost compulsive need to stick to her journalistic integrity, quite a few relationships were broken along the way, being worn down by her inability to keep a secret and her tendency to push people to talk more than they wanted to. She often sought out people that were as curious as she was, thinking that surrounding herself with those of a similar behavior would make it easier for them to stay, but it didn’t work as well as she wanted it to, and Lucille soon found it easier to simply disconnect her mind from herself and focus entirely on other people, often getting out of touch with her own feelings due to the sheer effort of trying to sync up with others. That didn’t mean that she shied away from social situations, but she’d always been good at listening, and through the years, Lucille learned to only make her voice heard when it mattered. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to bring attention to herself, but that she understood the importance of good timing, especially given the job she’d been doing. Being one to catch onto things rather quickly, Lucille is one to follow her gut rather than reason most of the time, her stubborn quest to uncover whatever truth she is choosing landing her into trouble more often than not. She does try to get out of things with some sense of dignity, but she’s had relationships and opportunities ruined by that quite enough times.
In a sense, going to Tala Springs would seem like she was running away from all her problems back home. But Lucille is not a coward – rather, she’s simply following her instinct that tells her there is something just waiting to be uncovered there, especially taking in consideration the reason why Mary Ann went to her in the first place. If it means having a time away from people she pissed off, – accidentally or not – it’s just a bonus to the whole situation. Accompanied by Hazel, one of the few friends she managed not to push away, Lucille is going to use every trick up her sleeve to unravel the truth, as unpleasant as it might be.

Friends with Hazel, and while they don’t have a strong emotional connection, she trusts her enough to share whatever she finds in her research.
Doesn’t trust Mary Anne completely even though she looks for her guidance in the beginning.

Maybe this is all a part of my flawed design, ‘cause I lie....

Thu, 17 May 2012 22:27:41 +0200

Maybe this is all a part of my flawed design, ‘cause I lie. Not because I want to, but I seem to need to all the time. - Flawed Design by Stabilo

Name: Drake Ledford
Age: 30
Occupation: Secretly planning on pulling together a group of graced and go against humans and take control Tala Springs. Fronts as a high school teacher.
Species: Cottonmouth Snake (Snap Jaw Snake)
Faceclaim: Tom Hiddleston

“An aquatic pit viper with a nasty reputation, cottonmouths are finding it hard to co-exist with humans.”

Drake is someone who has had to fight for everything he has ever had in his life. As a teenager, he was bullied by humans and graced predators alike, for no apparent reason other than his weak appearance and his willingness to stand his ground and keep taking hits. He was not an aggressive teenager. Not until the day he was cornered. The day he was pushed over the edge. Not until the day he snapped.

A group of boys had cornered him and taunted him, little did they know that Drake had a knife on him. Out of anger, he had brought the knife to school and planned to perhaps use it. He had decided against it, knowing it was wrong. However, in this moment, the knife he had on him may have been the difference between life and death. A boy swung at him a punch, of which Drake easily dodged. He dodged another punch from another boy. But then something happened that he didn’t expect; one of the boys pulled out his own knife. Before Drake knew it, he had killed somebody. The other boy got him in the leg, but Drake got him in the heart.

The next few years, Drake spent his time in jail out of town, a special one for graced animals. Despite the murder being an act of self-defence, the evidence and eye witnesses were against him. It took those few years for him to plead his case, fight for his life, until finally they let him out. During high school, Drake had supposedly fallen in love with a girl, graced as he was, but not of his species; of prey, in fact. When he left prison, he had found out that she had been shot by a hunter. Ever since he has blamed himself for this. He was unable to protect her.

All of these events have cultivated Drake into the man he is today. He had promised himself three things; never fall in love until he’s sure he can protect them, never just sit around and wait for things to happen, and never forget… Never forget that humans are below you. That is why he is planning on pulling together a group of graced who are willing to dish out to the humans what they have been doing to the animals for as long as they can remember. He believes it’s time that humans are put back in their place, or at least are served a taste of their own game. Why should the animals be treated the way they are, when it’s the humans who are weaker?

Nowadays, he works as teacher of physics, chemistry and biology at the local high school, an example of what an exceptionally smart man he is. However, he had to fight for his right to work at the school, too. Parents knew about his background, everyone knew, he had earned himself a nasty reputation among Tala Springs, and it still remained even years after. But as said, it had been 5 years since he was released from prison, and it was official that his actions had been out of self-defence. He had studied to be where he was today (although being as intelligent as he is, it didn’t exactly need much effort on his part), and eventually he was allowed to teach. Funny thing is, he could care less about the students, especially the humans.

To everyone around him, he pulls off a taunting, nonchalant demeanour. He makes inappropriate jokes or statements that are specifically designed to hurt whoever he’s speaking to, and he doesn’t care. He has been looked down upon all of his life, but now he had a nasty reputation and people finally take him seriously. So why not embrace the reputation? He’ll go out of his way to make a witty gripe at someone, but he’ll likely not physically harm them, preferring to harm people with his venomous words. At least until he works out his syndicate. Then the humans will regret what they’ve done. For now, any physical harm that he does, is done in secret. Every now and then, when he hears about an animal being poached or hunted, he might go out in the night and exact his revenge on a random human, killing them silently with an overdose of his venom, but sometimes with other methods to ensure variety and avoiding patterns.

Doesn’t care for anyone in particular
Doesn’t care for anything in particular, other than revenge
Sees humans as inferior and stupid
Also looking to find the notorious poacher of Tala Springs, and then kill him

Sorry for the inactivity. I had MCAS testing, and it pretty much depends on my future. I'm a tenth grader and in my state, it's the last year of MCAS, meaning if you flunk, you don't graduate.

Thu, 17 May 2012 22:22:18 +0200

Okay hun, don’t worry, thanks for letting us know and good luck!

-Admin T