1: What does their bedroom look like? 2: Do they have any daily rituals? 3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often? 4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy? 5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.) 6: Eating habits and sample daily menu 7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time 8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging 9: Makeup? 10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such? 11: Intellectual pursuits? 12: Favorite book genre? 13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general? 14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.) 15: Biggest and smallest short term goal? 16: Biggest and smallest long term goal? 17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress 18: Favorite beverage? 19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night? 20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them? 21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs? 22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen? 23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life? 24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all? 25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today? 26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout? 27: What is their biggest regret? 28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy? 29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?) 30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies) 31: Most prized possession? 32: Thoughts on material possessions in general? 33: Concept of home and family? 34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?) 35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time? 36: What makes them feel guilty? 37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making? 38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained? 39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither? 40: How misanthropic are they? 41: Hobbies? 42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education? 43: Religion? 44: Superstitions or views on the occult? 45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds? 46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal? 47: How do they express love? 48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like? 49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?
Tyler’s face scrunched. “I’m not seeing your point … I’m not a real werewolf because when I shift it’s not onto two legs? So are you in a werewolf fan club or are you just stalking me personally. Are you like a vampire Ash Ketchum? Gotta get the whole collection?” Was this guy for real? Tyler was starting to feel like this was some weird fever dream. This guy couldn’t be serious.
“Excuse you! I’m not the one running around threatening the lives of strangers, that’s you. My kind shouldn’t exist? Last I checked, your kind is the disease desiccating life on this planet. For the most part, we mind our fucking business!”
Tyler brustled when his back hit the wall and crouched low ready to defend himself. The monster was crazy and it sounded like he’d already made his decision. The thing wanted him dead, there was no reasoning with it anymore.
He couldn’t shift. I wasn’t exactly near moonrise, but he was still a creature of and connected to nature. He still had his strength, could feel the animal inside of him unfurl in reaction to the threat. Tyler wasn’t ready to die, but if he had to tonight, it wouldn’t be alone.
“You and your kind are not real werewolves, you would not know a real wolf if it was standing before you. But you are related to the things that killed my family so in turn you must die.” Axel told him though he was confused when he spoke of Ash Ketchum. “What the hell is an Ash Ketchum?” The vampire asked very confused with what the wolf was saying.
Though he laughed at the notion that he was collecting werewolves. “I kill wolves boy, not collect them.” He hissed before grabbing Tyler by the throat and lifting him off of his feet, slamming him against the wall while still holding him. “Your kind have to kill to become what they are, my kind dont. You turn into an uncontrollable monster and if not chained up would kill more people!” H yelled at the boy in front of him.
“You are nothing more than a killer, even now you wish you could turn so that you could kill me. I am killing your kind to stop what happened to me, to make sure that you dont break apart a family.” Axel told him as he bared his fangs at the young wolf.
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