Well, well, well, the internet. If this isn't where people go when they're in denial of being a hermit and find themselves too unhygienic for human interaction. Here I was thinking about making my dearest journal going public, where people can read about finding success from the depths of their empty unfulfilled lives, and I find you lot.
A philanthropist would suggest that I help you bunch of losers, but I believe in the food chain. If I made just one of you bottom feeders a lion or a tiger, who knows how I might rupture the sheer fabric of what is the social food ladder.
Who is this woman that has terrified me to my very core, you ask? This, paragon of what an iron fist dictator should be? This epitome of ruling with fear? My name is Susan Sylvester, and you're all what humanity would be if we legalized inbreeding in the United States.
And that's how Susan Cs it.
Third Person:
The woman is a tyrant, a fiend. The Spanish Armada would have wanted her at the helm of their prized navy to win the fight against the British. It was rumored that she didn't have a class to teach because by the time school started, she had to fly to Russia to meet with Prime Minister Putin to teach him how to properly run the KGB.
Or, at least, those were the rumors that were circulating because she had scare the shit out of her students again. To Susan, those rumors weren't something that she felt she needed to work on. No, no, no, for Susan Sylvester, those were the seeds for the fruits of her labor. She wasn't a pussy instructor that cared about if her students had a safe place to fully express themselves. Nor wasn't she the instructor who cared that one of her cheerleaders fell off a bridge and shattered her entire left side. If that young woman could still do a triple flip, that young woman was going to do a triple flip. Pain was no reason to quit, and neither was a full body cast.
So, when she had heard about the reemergence of that plankton-esque club, Glee, she had thought nothing of it. Perhaps it had been a mistake, the lion had got too cocky and now the lamb was dangling itself in front of her.
"Dammit, this isn't Twilight," She told herself one morning while she consumed her daily smoothie of raw egg, sauteed chicken with extra hormone and mashed up potatoes, "I will not be the wimpy vampire with the bad actress lamb in front of me. No Stephanie Myer. Not on my watch."
Susan Sylvester had a goal. And that goal was to crush the Glee club and everything it stood for: equality, being yourself, being civil to other students and most importantly.
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Well, well, well, the internet. If this isn't where people go when they're in denial of being a hermit and find themselves too unhygienic for human interaction. Here I was thinking about making my dearest journal going public, where people can read about finding success from the depths of their empty unfulfilled lives, and I find you lot.
A philanthropist would suggest that I help you bunch of losers, but I believe in the food chain. If I made just one of you bottom feeders a lion or a tiger, who knows how I might rupture the sheer fabric of what is the social food ladder.
Who is this woman that has terrified me to my very core, you ask? This, paragon of what an iron fist dictator should be? This epitome of ruling with fear? My name is Susan Sylvester, and you're all what humanity would be if we legalized inbreeding in the United States.
And that's how Susan Cs it.
Third Person:
The woman is a tyrant, a fiend. The Spanish Armada would have wanted her at the helm of their prized navy to win the fight against the British. It was rumored that she didn't have a class to teach because by the time school started, she had to fly to Russia to meet with Prime Minister Putin to teach him how to properly run the KGB.
Or, at least, those were the rumors that were circulating because she had scare the shit out of her students again. To Susan, those rumors weren't something that she felt she needed to work on. No, no, no, for Susan Sylvester, those were the seeds for the fruits of her labor. She wasn't a pussy instructor that cared about if her students had a safe place to fully express themselves. Nor wasn't she the instructor who cared that one of her cheerleaders fell off a bridge and shattered her entire left side. If that young woman could still do a triple flip, that young woman was going to do a triple flip. Pain was no reason to quit, and neither was a full body cast.
So, when she had heard about the reemergence of that plankton-esque club, Glee, she had thought nothing of it. Perhaps it had been a mistake, the lion had got too cocky and now the lamb was dangling itself in front of her.
"Dammit, this isn't Twilight," She told herself one morning while she consumed her daily smoothie of raw egg, sauteed chicken with extra hormone and mashed up potatoes, "I will not be the wimpy vampire with the bad actress lamb in front of me. No Stephanie Myer. Not on my watch."
Susan Sylvester had a goal. And that goal was to crush the Glee club and everything it stood for: equality, being yourself, being civil to other students and most importantly.
Joy.
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