Sigvard/Stereotypes

	- It's sad to think I was so blind to the world around me, and that mankind suffers that on a daily basis. There's so much out there...though at the same time. I'm sure they'd ruin everything if they truly found out what lurks constantly around them. The only upside? The greater portion of them would probably extinguish vampires without a thought. Reinforcements. Puppies and Kittens.....just wait till the truck comes swerving by. Get yourself tossed into a bag and hop over to the other side - Your greatest acheivments begin and ends with me.
	- We're a sad but fervent lot, but we're here to solve that which held us back. I've got my philosophies on what's going on with our continued existence, and I'm sure the rest of us do too. Worthless Little shits. You're all on a waiting list, you hear me? ONe Errant TWITCH and You're fucking GONE. LIKE DUST IN THE WIND!
	- Rude, self centered. I don't know much if anything about them, but one once tried to trap me in some sort of electrical feedback to live the rest of my existence as a battery. I didn't look too kindly upon that. NO ONE PUTS ME IN A FUCKING CAGE. YOU HEAR ME!?! I'LL REACH THROUGH YOUR FUCKING 'MAGIC' AND RIP OUT YER GOD DAMN'D KIDNEYS IF YOU TRY AGAIN.
	- Predators, Monsters, and Parasites. Nothing more than a walking corpse with a survival drive that cares little for the harm it causes around itself; so long as it comes out at the top at the end of things. Capable of ripping everything you've ever wanted away from you - and yet still somehow continuing to take more after you've nothing left. They wear a pretty face, and it's all just a guise to mask the terrible beast that lies behind it. You know every day they took a piece of you away, every day they just took more and more...I filled those gaps. You deserved every little bit. The salutes, the forced kneeling, every forced kiss, recital, and training regiment. Formed you...Moulded you into this Perfect Little Storybook Knight. Then in the end - you gave up everything...just like you were trained to. Even in death...you couldn't escape all of it, could you? Fucking Pathetic.
	-Learning...but not fast enough. To know that there's so much more to this universe; and that it's shepherded by monster-movie-esque Wolf men and women....leaves a lot of explaining to do for most of the way things function...truly confusing. Protectors, Savages, Fucking self-centered Mongrels who're just ITCHING for everything to be over. I can feel it in them...they know it's coming. They just don't want to fucking ADMIT IT.
	- Heard of these, once or twice. Never seen them. Don't plan to. I've got enough problems scattered across my plate. Little things...little things. All bundled up so frantic and so sweet. Clothed in light and made of Flesh I Bet You're Good to eat.