#eg bio

[thankedmeforit]

i see the bad moon rising, i see trouble on the way

Some people just aren’t born to fit within the constructs of monogamous anything. That’s kind of, sort of the simplistic approach to Negan. In terms of life, he lived a whole lot of it. He was a pretty big hot shot back in his day and while he refuses to think of himself as peaking back in the day, all the people he bullied and the lives he made hell would be quick to fill in the blanks. Everything was pretty much a joke and if the people were laughing, he was doing something right. Those people, of course, being worth far more than the tortured. Really, it was a different time and he had a whole lot of things to prove and we can sit here and discuss the reasons why, but it probably boils down to daddy issues and the inability to please his. Regardless, doesn’t fucking matter, because he doesn’t fucking care. 

i see earthquakes and lightning, i see bad times today

Negan has had a plethora of jobs. He started out as a used car salesman back in Ohio, fresh out of high school under the reign of his veteran father, but running into far too many people from school that were doing things with their lives had him putting his ass through school. Eventually working as a high school teacher (and being an utter nightmare for the school board because his personality was far too big to fit within a classroom of children). He taught physical education, along with sex ed and coached the ping pong team. Eventually he ended up back in school and elevated himself to the point where he could actually bring home a decent wage and support his life, wife, and himself quite comfortably. It really only added to the wandering eyes however, and the constant cliches of daddy issues breeding daddy issues, and seeking him out to bump their marks and do whatever they could to pass his courses, as if it was fucking hard. This was coupled on top of the consistent mistress he’d had ever since him and Lucille had made the move to Colorado.

don’t go ‘round tonight, it’s bound to take your life

In the middle of a fight, where Lucille was mid-berating Negan for cussing out their neighbor’s kid, which in turn transpired into him being unprofessional, and refusing to see he’s looked at as a role model, and how he needs to stop acting like such a hard ass or he’ll be fired from the university, she collapsed. Turns out, cancer reared it’s ugly head and within four months, and the discovery of stage 4 cancer; she was gone. In this time, the fights escalated. Negan called it off with his mistress out of guilt, which caused some extreme bad blood and some serious severing of ties. UCCS was far more lenient with him due to the death of his wife, and much to their surprise he’d signed up for this project; not wanting to spend the summer stewing in their home which felt more like a tomb with each passing day. 

there’s a bad moon on the rise

For more information about Negan’s personality, check out my pop ups. For some video beauty to see what kind of mother fucker he is, check out these expertly curated videos of Negan in post-apocalyptic action.He comes with no trigger warning and filter, but did you really expect one?

in which negan thinks father gabriel is creepy as shit

in which negan is basically the big bad wolf

in which negan admins he’s wrong

in which negan plays duck, duck, goose with lucille

negan’s ‘funniest moments and jokes’ without obnoxious music

negan and the saviors

idk sometimes you just need to appreciate his swag and beauty

[hcnnlbal]

Libera eas de ore leonis

Taste rests at the center of Hannibal Lecter’s substantially wide worldview. He believes in taste above all else, taste as religion, taste as motivation, taste as jurisdiction. Taste as a metaphor for the delights of life, for the wisdom to guide one’s life in a prudent manner, and of course, simply, the enjoyment of nourishment as art. 

In a very real way, nourishment, and the lack of it, is what shaped Hannibal. His unique palette was cultivated at a young age. Unwittingly served his sister Mischa by the Soviet soldiers who also killed his parents, he repaid her murderers in kind. He hunted them through the snow and storms, and took their lives with his bare hands  (and teeth)  at the tender age of The meals they provided lasted him a treacherous winter, sustaining him. It was fitting, they be reduced to chattel, fitting that they be elevated only in that by sustaining him, they sustained Mischa. She will live on in his being, in his memory. They will forever onward be only dinner.

ne absorbeat eas tartarus

His appetite for aesthetic pleasures was whetted along with other appetites in Paris, after he was adopted by his uncle. He studied French cuisine in Paris, studied anatomy in Florence, practiced surgery in Baltimore, and explored many other things in many other places as well, leaving an indelible mark on each. The names they’ve given his work are still whispered throughout the world, and were he prone to such vagaries like conceit, he would beam with pride. Alas, such things are beneath him. 

Colorado Springs is far from the worst of his living situations. It is a quite pleasant city, Hannibal has found, with access to unique flora and fauna for him to test in his kitchen, as well as a passable Philharmonic and Opera organization (both of which Hannibal has personally supported through sizable charitable donations, of course). It is not Florence, nor any of the other cities that captured his heart in his youth, but thus far, it has served him well, and the resources he has access to through UCCS, the minds he has access to, are far too great to be underestimated. 

ne cadant in obscurum

As a professor of medical neuroscience, as well as a former surgeon, has apparently lent him credibility has guardian for the youths embarking on their ambitious summer plan to renovate an old camp. His job is to see to their general well-being, and specifically, maintain their health in the form of “school nurse.” While he is undoubtedly unsuited to the task, he is not unqualified. It is that alone that gives him pause. He has no interest in camping or ‘roughing it,’ or dealing with petulant children who refuse to acknowledge their place. 

However, it does have the makings of an interesting social experiment. Hannibal, you see, has a taste for mental manipulation, if only as on outlet for the other activities he prefers to engage both his and others’ brains in. The summer camp should do nicely as a contained trial, and the sample of minds to choose from is, after he has taken a look at the preliminary roster, rather wide. 

He’s yet to grace Colorado Springs with a taste of his own making, and what better place to go back to his roots than the countryside?

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[whatscanon-a]

   MY NAME IS REGINA GEORGE . . . AND I AM A MASSIVE DEAL

Regina George was born to Thomas and Serena George in the ( unfortunately ) small town of Evanston, Illinois.  At a young age, Regina knew she was different. She wasn’t like the girls in her class. She didn’t want to be like the other girls in her class. She was special, and damn it, she was ready to take the world by storm, even if it was in the form of telling her dance teacher that she was “fat and ugly and destined to be eaten alive by her cats before someone found her loveless body” at a ripe three years old. Regina George was a big fucking deal.

         FEAR ME, LOVE ME, STAND & STARE AT ME

Nature is not Regina’s thing. The most ‘fresh air’ she likes to get is the recycled air that pumps through the air conditioning vents. With nature comes dirt, bugs, and probably no cell phone reception. However, as a senior at North Shore High, scholarships are apparently an important thing to have since her parents have dropped the ‘A’ word on her. And not the ‘A’ that the slut with the fugly Amish clothes had stapled to her flat chest. This ‘A’ stood for adulthood.

So, after several boring minutes with her school counselor ( that should have been community service enough since she had a constant smell of expired Lean Cuisines), her counselor suggested on service opportunities to beef up her resume. Apparently, being Teen Vogue’s Most Influential Teens of Instagram wasn’t interesting enough to have a university dish out some cash to her. Tasteless drones.

Then, it happened. The two ugliest words spilled out of her guidance counselor’s blotchy coral-stained lips. Summer camp.

              AND THESE? THESE ARE REAL.

So, here Regina is. Hating every second of summer camp and trying desperately to find that one little nook of cell phone service. What’s the point of nature if you can’t use it as a sick Instagram background?

[whatscanon-a]

                  THE ALL AMERICAN BOY

Finn Hudson was raised by the best woman he has ever known, Carole Hudson. As he watched his mom struggle to be a single mother, it was instilled in him at a young age that he needed to do something to make up for the hardship. She sacrificed so much for his happiness, and it was the least he could do to repay her, even after she met the perfect man and the dad Finn never had, Burt Hummel.

Academics weren’t necessarily Finn’s thing. He wasn’t a bad student, by any means, but he was mediocre in the grades department. Getting a rounded up ‘A’ in US History called for a week long celebration with his mom and stepdad, after all. Football was Finn’s thing. He lived for the game, and he was determined to follow through and play college football, which thankfully, was granted with a full ride scholarship his senior year.

High school had personal hardships for Finn though. It certainly wasn’t an easy road to success. He met Quinn Fabray when he was a freshman, and it was honestly the closest thing to love at first sight he had ever felt. One year and a careless moment alone later, Quinn became pregnant. The next nine months were filled with arguments and back and forths about the baby. He wanted to step up and be a father, but Quinn was realistic. They were young and babies themselves. They had bigger goals in mind, and a baby simply wasn’t part of the plan. So, after long, sleepless nights of thinking, Finn agreed to give the baby up for adoption, knowing that she’d be in a much better home with parents that would love her unconditionally and give her everything she wanted.

There isn’t a day that goes by that the ‘what if’s’ don’t flood Finn’s mind. He tries not to let them distract him too much, but it’s easy to fall into that thought process.

                      NATURE LOVER

Finn has always been a big fan of the great outdoors. He would get lost outside for hours on end as a kid, and summer camp was always one of his favorite places. When the opportunity came up to volunteer for camp, he was stoked! Why not spend a summer in the fresh air? You know, especially since a certain blonde was also attending.

[starryeyedevans]

            I THOUGHT HEAVEN CAN’T HELP ME NOW. 

Sam Evans never fit into any one category as a kid or as a teenager, even now at 21 he’s in an assortment of clubs and activities at UCCS. He’s on the football team, not to mention lacrosse and swim. He’s in numerous video game clubs and it doesn’t stop there. Chances are, if you don’t share a class with him or participate in any of his clubs, you’ve seen him running around campus regardless (probably running into trees or other students) or even protesting outside the school somewhere. Sometimes he’s carrying art supplies, an acoustic guitar slung across his back, or dressed in a variety of sports uniforms. Almost always with a smile on his face, unless he’s giving someone is Darth Vader impression. Something you might have heard on the UCCS Radio, along with a bunch of other impressions. If he’s not doing them, most of what comes out of his mouth is comic book related. His interests range from them to Indiana Jones styled histories and to the unexplained and paranormal: the stuff that really makes someone think.

                              NOTHING LASTS FOREVER,

He’s been through a lot, his family losing their home while he was in high school after his father lost his job. They wouldn’t let him drop out, but he spent every waking moment that he could working to help them get back on their feet. Eventually, they did. It didn’t come without a cost, but Sam was glad to have paid it with interest. He barely managed to graduate so when he got into UCCS, he didn’t think twice about going no matter the distance. Part of the reason he’s in so many things around campus is because he finally can let loose, especially without having to worry about tuition. He’s not too shamed to admit about his alter ego, White Chocolate, even less to admit that he’s done his fair share of modeling jobs thanks in part to the attention stripping got him. It has lead to a borderline unhealthy obsession with his weight and working out, but Sam has been trying to deal with it as best he can.

                     BUT THIS IS GONNA TAKE ME DOWN.

Needless to say, the boy has a heart of gold that doesn’t know any bounds. Need someone to help you study? Stuck somewhere without a ride and no cash for an Uber? Have to send someone out for a beer run? Or you just need a teammate for beer pong? Call Sam. 

     MY ONE CONDITION IS SAY YOU'LL REMEMBER ME.

❝What do you mean I can’t take along my Obi-Wan lightsaber for the trip? Have you seen this thing? It lights up! It’s the perfect weapon too. Watch! Shiii- I didn’t mean to swing it that hard, I swear!❞

@troutymouth This place we’re staying the night at? The lights went out. WHO WISHES THEY HAD A LIGHT UP LIGHTSABER? #underestimatedthepowerofthedarkside

@troutymouth "I’m sorry, ma'am, but you can’t have a Black Friday deal on a lap dance.“ #thingsoverheadatwork 

@troutymouth Is my little bro calling me Evil Dr. Pork Chop a legit Toy Story reference or is he trying to tell me something? #timetohitthegym

[fatesought]

NAME, AGE, SEXUALITY: Jonathan Johnny Storm, 22, pansexual

FANDOM: Fantastic Four / Marvel Comics depending on how specific you wanna get

HOMETOWN: Long Island, New York

CLUBS, ORGANIZATIONS, OTHER:  

Impact (but he joined it in hopes of appearing more charitable and thoughtful, thus increasing his likelihood to get laid by deep™ folks)

Super Smash Brothers Club

FIVE POSITIVE TRAITS: 

Stays really loyal to his friends, will come to forgive them for just about anything

First to volunteer for anything that requires heavy lifting or handiwork, wants the project finished asap

Spoils his friends and partners as much as possible

Trained to be brave to the point of near-recklessness, considering he used to get paid to run headfirst into fires

FIVE NEGATIVE TRAITS:   

Better at taking care of other people than himself 

More or less in ‘I’ll sleep when I’m dead’ mode; stays out late to party, panics over assignments, sleeps in, runs late to every class, rinse repeat

Not quite a prohibitionist but really put off and disgusted by alcohol; judging everyone his age who seems to need to have fun at a party already 

Got one of those The Man/The Legend shirts as a gag gift, continues to wear it unironically

Will probably die investigating something creepy or showing off to someone cute, let’s be real

BIGGEST FEARS & PHOBIAS: Drowning, suffocating, though neither are technically phobias as they do not hinder day to day living. 

SCARIEST EXPERIENCE: Almost dying in a car accident caused by his father alcoholic father. His father was driving in the wrong lane while crossing a bridge when they hit another car almost head-on. The other car was larger, moving faster than theirs and the Storm family crashed through the wooden walls of the covered bridge, plummetting into the waters below. Johnny hit his head against the window, suffering a concussion, and was drifting out of conscious by the time the water started to fill the car. His mother was DOA. 

DO THEY BELIEVE IN THE GHOSTS/PARANORMAL?: Ghosts, no. Paranormal things like demons and the devil, yes. He was raised in a very Christian household albeit is not particularly faithful.  

ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER WE SHOULD BE AWARE OF?: In the short time the Storm family was complete, Johnny was much of the family disappointment. Instead of latching onto the hard sciences to follow in the footsteps of his doctors for parents, he was always better at handiwork and traits for blue-collar America. He got a gig working at a car mechanic shop in high school and trying to save for college at the local SUNY school. But he dropped out to become a firefighter for several years. After the encouragement of his aunt, he’s taking another (albeit late) stab at college. He’s attending now as a result of several significant scholarships offers from the school, mostly need-based but also some community service based ones for is time in the NYFD. 

ANY CHANGES TO YOUR CHARACTER THAT SHOULD BE NOTED?: Obviously no superpowers, slightly changed the details of the car accident to make it more realistic and left it very vague as to whether he had a sister or not. 

WHY IS YOUR CHARACTER PARTICIPATING IN THE PROJECT?:  Johnny’s in it to get the ultimate party destination at the end of the day. But he knows his way around a toolbox and electrical equipment so he can be trusted to do a fair amount of repair work. 

Connections:

None yet, hit me!

[vicemirrored-a]

YOU’RE JUST A WOLF IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING. 

in the united states and in the UK, dr. henry jekyll is renowned among scientific circles. a brilliant and innovative neuroscientist and chemist, he spent many years as a neurosurgeon before switching over his career to psychopharmacology research. for years, he has worked at one of the top international pharmaceutical companies, where he’s steadily climbed the ranks and now sits at the head of the research department. 

it’s little wonder that he has done so well for himself, considering the family background he comes from. he was born to a family who owns and controls a multi-billion pound company, and from a young age, henry had every opportunity handed to him on a silver platter. it was somewhat of a shock when he chose to pursue science instead of business, but even so, his family name opened nearly every door. 

that’s not to say, of course, that he hasn’t worked hard, or that he doesn’t have his own merit. his name may have gotten him through the door, but his skill and innovation are unparalleled. he’s developed and improved dozens of new and popular prescription drugs, and when it comes to his publications, few students get through a pharmacology class without finding themselves assigned at least one of his articles to read. for now, however, he’s dipped his toe into the academic sphere himself — when his work brought him to colorado, he decided to pick up teaching a few classes at the nearby university, just for the experience. he’s been teaching the university’s chemical pharmacology class for nearly three years, now. 

to the outside world, he’s everything a man could aspire to be: respected, incredibly wealthy, well-mannered, intelligent, and high in society. 

PRETENDING TO BE SOMETHING YOU’RE NOT. 

but not everything is always the way it seems in life. polite, well-respected dr. jekyll — who could ever suspect that there’s anything lurking under that façade? if ever the old adage of ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ fit any story like a glove, it’s in the case of dr. jekyll. to the world, he appears to be a pinnacle of virtue, but deeper down, that all crumbles. 

the blunt and sick truth is this: henry jekyll is a sadist. not in the sexual sense — this isn’t the sort of story where a handsome young man ties a woman to the bed, spanks her a few times with a paddle, and calls that sadism. this is the sort of story where the man you thought was a kind and respectable old gentleman spends his nights paying thousands of pounds on the dark web for the pleasure of watching live and brutal torture. this is the sort of story where the smiling professor would enjoy nothing more than digging his hands into a flayed and blood-drenched ribcage and watching the lungs underneath convulse with screams. 

maybe try not to get on his bad side. 

SOMETHING GOOD. SOMETHING PURE. 

as far as personality goes, henry is the definition of a social butterfly. he loves to be the centre of attention, and whenever he has the excuse to put himself there, he seizes it. he’s quick to make friends, too. he’s got a reputation for kindness and generosity, and not without good reason. 

he does, however, have a pretty wide streak of arrogance, and that often comes out as condescension. he’s also manipulative, often without realising it — the way he phrases things is often subtly twisted to guilt or manipulate people into doing or saying what he wants. 

[thaegeiro]

MEN WHO PLAY GOD WILL DIE LIKE ONE. 

victor frankenstein, to put everything simply, has led a charmed life. born in naples, italy to swiss parents, he spent the first few years of his life travelling with his family until they settled back in their native town of geneva. victor, the eldest child, grew up happily beside two brothers, guillaume and ernest, and an italian girl approximately his age, elisabetta, whom his parents had adopted when she was five. the four of them could want for nothing, as they spent their days in the large home nestled between lac léman and the towering mountains. by any standards, things were as happy as they could have been for any family. 

victor himself had always been a bit of a serious, melancholy child, by nature. he had friends — albeit, not many — but he preferred to spend his days hidden away in the dusty corners of libraries instead of romping with his peers. when he was thirteen, his family went on a trip to thonon-les-bains, and there, victor happened to get his hands on a book of agrippa’s works, with which he quickly became obsessed. he was entranced by the notion of using alchemy to banish death and raise spirits, and in his childish wonder, he attempted many of these rituals, always without success. the fascination, however, never left him. 

when he was seventeen years old, he gained acceptance to one of the top universities in germany, where he applied to study biochemistry. a few weeks, however, before he was due to leave, both elisabetta and victor’s mother, caroline, fell gravely ill. elisabetta, with the benefit of youth on her side, recovered fully, but caroline passed away. victor’s departure to university was postponed, but after a few months of grieving, he set off. 

in his first month at university, he quickly gained a reputation among his professors as a fiercely intelligent and innovative student. to his peers, he was a bit of a know-it-all, but if he knew how he was perceived, he didn’t seem to care very much. 

for his second year, to the surprise of his professors and his family, he chose to study abroad in america. the research done at some american institutions was unparalleled, he claimed, in europe, and if he wanted to learn everything he could, he had to spend some time there to do more hands-on research. besides, america had the allure of body farms where he could study, which germany didn’t offer. in the end, he chose UCCS. after his year abroad was due to conclude, he came across information about the summer programme at the camp, and on a whim, he signed up. what’s the worst that could happen?

I THOUGHT I WAS A HERO.  /  BUT I WAS JUST A CHILD. 

to the outside eye, victor frankenstein is... a little eccentric, to say the least. he’s very serious and rarely smiling, but certainly not quiet — if someone gets him started on a topic on which he has strong opinions, he’s not likely to shut up for a good while. he’s incredibly intelligent, but with that intelligence comes a healthy heaping of arrogance, and to his peers, he often comes off as a pretentious know-it-all. his interests, too, are likely to raise a few eyebrows: once or twice a month, he travels to the body farm at colorado mesa university to study decomposition after death, and when he’s not spending time at the body farm, he’s often in cemeteries or morgues. by most standards, he seems to be obsessed with death, which paints him as more than a bit of a morbid fellow. 

when he gets close to someone, however, he loves fiercely and loyally. he doesn’t tend to make friends often, simply because he doesn’t reach out and socialise, but once he’s made a friend, he’s latched on for life. he’s not particularly good at showing his affection most of the time, but he tries.