Hi, everybody! I'm Manna and I'm here as your Hank Saunders because I'm a lunatic who can't be bothered to do silly things like apply for people with actual canon. Seriously, at one point, I was contemplating applying for the tattooed freak Quinn's dad left her mom for.
I am so very happy to bring you Hank Saunders, the femme fatale to Rachel's ingénue, but playing Hank is going to be a very delicate matter and I need your help with it. Because the thing about Hank is... he wants to ruin your life. Yes, you. If your name isn't Owen, Karofsky, Madison, Azimio, Anna, Preston or Lizzie (or if you're an adult, obviously; he's psychotic, not
stupid); if you're connected to Rachel; you owe him for every disgusted look, every pill he swallowed, every second surrounded by mad people. And he wants very much to collect. :)
Bitch, as you may have gathered, is crazy.
Accordingly, the onus is on me to assess what you are okay with and what you aren't in the pursuit of Hank's nutso desire for catharsis. The
last thing I want is to make anyone uncomfortable or to ruin anyone's fun. By his very nature as an antagonist, Hank is designed to be a ready-made source of drama. Any time you want your character in tears or feel that the oppressive atmosphere of McKinley and the ever-looming personality conflicts between glee clubbers just isn't hitting the spot, Hank will happily Iago (Othello, not Disney) it up and have you and your boyfriend screaming bloody murder at each other while he walks away with a smile. :)
Oh, and he's probably creeping your journals.
Thanks for your time.
(If your name IS one of the above mentioned, we can totally talk about interaction too.)
I hope I didn't forget anything...
EDIT: This may seem redundant, but Hank is literally clinically certifiably should-not-have-been-released-from-the-a
sylum insane. So don't expect to like him too much.