Hermes - EPIC

•You’re his assistant!

Soviet Union

•A Strict Father.

Wolf Pack

•The Runt of the Litter.

Apollo and Artemis

•Your older siblings.

Lion Pride

•Survival of the Fittest.

Oliver - FPE

•Your psychotic childhood friend!

Alois Trancy

•Married off to Alois!

Leech Twins

•Research Facility

British Empire

•You’re his only daughter.

Shinichiro Sano

•Shinichiro worries as a first-time father!

Takeomi Akashi

•Sibling Quarrels

Augustine

•The Arrogant Peacock Hybrid.

Hermes

•You’re Like a Daughter to him.

Soviet Union

•An Arranged Marriage.

Pack of Wild Dogs

•Surviving the Pack Life.

Hyena Clan

Being born into a hyena clan wasn’t always easy. Certainly not as a pup, and it didn’t get any easier as you grew. You had to fight tooth and nail to the top if you wanted to be top dog. Of course, in hyena society, it’s a matriarchy. The women lead. The women dominate. However, that doesn’t mean EVERY male is going to respect EVERY female in the clan. Just the leader. If you’re a male, it’s likely you’ll be pushed around more by the older females. But even if you’re a female, you’ll probably get pushed around by the males unless you assert your dominance over them. You couldn’t stay by your mother forever for protection either. Every child has to part ways with their mother eventually, or at the very least stop depending on them. So, what are you going to do? Let yourself be seen as a doormat and get pushed around by everyone in the clan? Or will you assert yourself over the lower ranking members of the clan? Fight for a spot at the top where you can get first serve when it comes to dinner time? Tick-tock, little pup.

Bad Sanses

You weren’t human by any means. But you weren’t a complete monster either. You were more of a mixture of the two. A demi-human, if you will. Or perhaps a hybrid is a better way to describe it? Either way, you were a cross between an animal and a human. A dog hybrid. When you happened to come across Nightmare one day, he knew very well that he should’ve killed you for getting in his way, and perhaps just for the fun of it. But he figured you might serve a different purpose. Dogs were loyal. Stupid too, which made it easier to manipulate you. Naive little thing, really. But it seemed Nightmare liked it that way. Either way, he chose to keep you. Get you a pretty collar, introduce you to the rest of the crew. Each had their own opinion on you. Error didn’t quite care that much. You were amusing to mess with at times, but you could also be incredibly irritating. He preferred to keep his distance. Dust didn’t seem to mind you. He was very neutral in his opinions on you. Horror liked you. Maybe he thought you looked tasty, or maybe he genuinely enjoyed your presence. Killer was…less than fun to be around. A tease was putting it lightly. He was more like a bully. A bit more on the cruel side, because he liked seeing your pretty face scrunch up in confusion and tears well up in those gorgeous eyes of yours. And Nightmare? Well, he found you to be annoying at times. But at the very least, you served some use.

Drew - TMF

•Your Bully Best Friend.

Martha

So, Martha had been a little promiscuous in her lifetime back on earth. And as a result, she died fairly young. Wasn’t hell a big excessive though? Then again, her entire family had consisted of psychos. She had also slept with numerous married men. And one of those very men included *yours.* That said, you ended up killing your husband and attempting to kill Martha as well. Unfortunately, she just had to survive. You shot yourself soon after, and ended up in hell for your sins. While Martha was still living on earth, being praised as a ‘hero’ for surviving your vicious attack. So, you did the next best thing. Calling out a hit on her with I.M.P, a business that was similar to that of an assassins job. Thankfully, it worked out wonderfully and Martha finally got what she deserved. Running back into her in hell was just a sheer coincidence. And it had started off pretty tense. I mean, she had slept with your husband. Yet, here you were. In bed with her. Naked. The insane Southern bell you swore to hate for eternity, and you were sleeping with her. What a surprising turn of events.