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[The Dark Wolf]

Ah, isn't it enjoyable to be conceited and vain?

Yes, you can call me the Dark Wolf, obviously. Or WolfDog, if you prefer. But very few people call my by name. Most who do it die. But, that's subject matter for a different topic.

This fursona of mine, is a god. An old one, old enough to have been forgotten. His followers are broken, his theology; slaughtered. Perhaps that's a good thing for the masterverse. After all, the Dark Wolf was not known for his benevolance, let alone his sanity.

Ai, but what about me? I'm just your resident homocidal philosopher. I also dabble in the arts of politics and debate. Those two just seem to go hand in hand, don't they loves? I enjoy a variety of things, too many to put here. Of the most prominent, I design table-top games, and I write. Oh, do I write. Reading is an enjoyable pass time. And gaming, specifically, role-playing. Sometimes I do draw. Both on the computer, and on paper. I have a shtick of stick figures. That's what I do. Nothing else. Stick figures.

With clothing.

Alas, I have never been skillfull at self-introduction. That probably comes from my lack of social appetite, and distaste for most people. However, despite all that, I am the ideal spy, in a sense. Being an actor, I have become quiet the liar. I hide things very easily. Because of this, I can fit myself into any social situation, any niche and clique. That little ability comes quite in handy sometimes.

I'll tell you this much now, to avoid possible altercations and fisticuffs later down the line. My political, theological and philosophical views are very unpopular these days, and are not for the faint of heart, or weak of mind. So, put simply: If you don't like heat, don't start fires.

As I have previously mentioned, I am not well with these things. I never quite know what other people are going to want to know about me most, and want can be left out, and then sprung on them later for ultimate shock value. So, I will leave you with your thoughts now, and with the freedom to ask of me what you choose.

[Burn]

Well, Vee already killed me, so welcome WolfDog.

Speaking of Vee, if you eat his cookies you might want this.
*gives WolfDog a bottle of medicine*

[Vee Are Are Schee]

Sorry, I already have a God. He's a couple million cubic miles and actually rather sexy, and I am in his service as an angel. Thank you for your application, but we are currently not accepting any Gods here at Vee Are Are Schee. Please help yourself to some cookies, though.

[Cookie]

NO! MY COOKIES!!!! *foams at mouth*

welcome oh dark one... have a behemoth head.