Glimpse of the Character
I was born with only one head. This was very upsetting to my parents. Especially since they had bought all those fireproof double neckhole outfits for me. They were doubly saddened when I bared no resembelance to a dragon. Not even the single headed kind.
They suspected the egg I hatched from was not at all theirs. By then it was too late and they would never be having that omlette.
They raised me anyway--for a while--, untill my true nature was revealed. This took all of eight minutes, but a loving eight minutes all the same.
I pulled a salamander out of the fire and it turned into a giant demon. We battled for ages and I finally defeated him by spitting out my dislodged tooth straight into his forehead.
The real me:
I work in a theme park. Universal Studios, Hollywood, to be precise. It is my job to deal with live people all day, wrangling them into shows, telling them where they can and cannot sit, and hearding them. I'm a human border collie.(But now I make other people do that(yay promotion!))
In my line of work, I am in a love/hate relationship with the whole of humanity. Humans piss me the hell off, but I still love them, because they can be super-awesome.
If you visit, please try to keep your brain inside your head.