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Hi! I’m Kaylie and I just joined the game with everyone’s favorite baby eater, otherwise known as Fenrir or less commonly, Fenny (if you have a secret desire to have your face bitten off that is). Anywaaay, Fenrir is thirty five, never attended school and till this day, he has some major daddy issues that he doesn’t particularly like to talk about. But to sum it up, daddy called him a sissy girl, was mean to him and his mommy and kept him hidden away, while giving his little sister ponies and pretty dresses. Eventually Fenrir went crazy, tore his arms off and used them as chew toys. Following his super violet outburst, Fenrir’s mother, worried that the ministry would come and take him from her, sent him away and then promptly lost her mind.
In the years that followed, he did his very best to terrorize people, to make new werewolves (because we all know that the world needs more of those), and to generally run rampant like a dog with a bad case of rabies. He bit an adorable little Remus Lupin when he was fifteen, because Remus’ daddy insulted him and Fenrir thought that was uncalled for, even though it wasn’t.
So now Fenrir eats and turns little children when he’s not chilling out with his werewolf friends underneath Voldemort’s headquarters. As you can probably imagine, he’s not very nice and because of this, Voldemort and the Death Eaters like to threaten people by spilling out his name or, in dire circumstances, sending him to bite or kill unlucky family members. He thinks this is fun and does it without complaint. Who wouldn’t?
I’m always up for plotting, so feel free to poke at me anytime. I can be reached by email at ilikecereal@live.com or on aim at thefishycrackers, although I won’t be on aim until my internet connection gets fixed, which will hopefully be soon.
♥
In the years that followed, he did his very best to terrorize people, to make new werewolves (because we all know that the world needs more of those), and to generally run rampant like a dog with a bad case of rabies. He bit an adorable little Remus Lupin when he was fifteen, because Remus’ daddy insulted him and Fenrir thought that was uncalled for, even though it wasn’t.
So now Fenrir eats and turns little children when he’s not chilling out with his werewolf friends underneath Voldemort’s headquarters. As you can probably imagine, he’s not very nice and because of this, Voldemort and the Death Eaters like to threaten people by spilling out his name or, in dire circumstances, sending him to bite or kill unlucky family members. He thinks this is fun and does it without complaint. Who wouldn’t?
I’m always up for plotting, so feel free to poke at me anytime. I can be reached by email at ilikecereal@live.com or on aim at thefishycrackers, although I won’t be on aim until my internet connection gets fixed, which will hopefully be soon.
♥