This idea definitly wasn't stolen from my mate  wulfcana

Well, the title says it all. You can ask me anything. Everything from sexual to silly. If you aak me a retarded question you're geting a retarted awnser. Yes let the awnsering of the questions begin.

Hi, I recently have had some pent up anger lately and it's getting harder and harder to controll. The more I hold this anger up inside the more I begin to lose controll of my sanity. I don't feel anything anymore, I don't feel happiness, envy or anything. The only feelings I feel are hatered, rage, anger and love. I honestly don't really think I can call it that anymore because it just feels so watered down that it's not really worth feeling anymore. I don't feel remorse either. I recently hurt my mother and severly hurt an dalmost killed her and I don't feel anything. I don't feel bad, I don't feel glad I don't care. I just said I felt bad to th police officers so they don't take me to the looney ben. I've got to go and think about things but if I'm not on anymore than 1. I've killed myself. 2. I've been arrested or 3. I'm in the nut ward for insanity. I'd love to make this longer but I just don't have the time or the energy to do so. Thanks to all of you for helping me through all of my problems and I want to thank the furry fandom for being there for me.

-Beta Blackly

Allright, I have so many random thoughts that I decided that I would just share them with y'all. This can be a good or a bad thing.Bcause I sometimes say things that I forget and bad because I'm just a little crazy. I recently asked someone out she wanted to think about it and I agreed because well, sometimes it's a hard decision to make. I'm not saying her name for her privacy and plus it's just common curtacy. Now, she's all I can think about. Ah, love, love it's been so long that it feels new to me now that I'm feeling it again. About 3 years since my last girlfriend. I've had about 3 meanginful relationships in total. The others just being hormonal bullshit. So, 8 in all. Yes, that's a little much but bite me. The first meaningful relationship breakup was when her brother decided punch me in the mouth and I well, let's just say he was eating through a straw for months and his sister (my girlfriend) was pissed. The second break up was when she moved, changed her number, changeg her skype and deleted her facebook so, losing all possible ways for contact I saddly, just decided to move on. The third, was kind of the same she moved and we didn't talk much after that. (Then her aunt married my uncle and we became half cousins.) Yea, so I haven't had much luck with girls. XD Plus, my social anxiety and vio;lent nature has also not helped in finding a suitable mate. (Not saying that I was looking for one.) you see, when I say "suitable mate". I don't mean a girl with breasts that I can use for pillows or an ass that makes nikki manaj jelous. No, I could give less of a shit about how a girl looks. (Also please keep in mind if she looks like the phisical embodiment of a pile of trailer trash no good low life shit or in other words, miley cryus then I will tend to keep away from her.) When I say suitable mate I mean a girl that I love and loves me back for who I am not for what I have. I want a girl that I can talk to, now one that I can't talk to. I want a girl that will love me for who I am no matter what. Now, this particular girl that I have asked to fill that role, we actually have alot in common. She seems like a nice chick, she seems like she will not force commands down my throat or nag the hell outta me. This girl is fun to be around with and isn't as dumb as a sack of potatoes and can and will keep up an intelligent conversation. She's a very friendly person and could care less what or who you are. Now that I have talked about things that I look for in a girl now let's talk about things that I hate about some girls. I absolutly HATE HATE HATE HATE FUCKING HATE when a girl has an IQ of a pile of dog shit. It's like It's like, bitch if your borderline retarted then PLEASE stay the fuck away from my borders. (It's a joke, I actually love working around Mentally Challenged individuals you get the picture.) I hate it when girls are self absorbed, snot nosed so good fucking preppies. I hate that shit. Bitches be like "Uh, men are all the same." Bitch, who the fuck told you to try 'em all? I hate the girls' laughs sound like a sheep getting raped by a horse. No comment... I also hate it when girls don't shave there "unmentionables". Like, if I take off your fucking pants and I get a face full of afro then you should fucking shave. I also fucking hate it when a girl smells like a dead skunk or when a girl had the body odor of a fucking rino. Like if you put your arms up and your suddenly pelted by a flock of dead birds, put on soem fucking anti persperant. Well, that's all I have for now. Just some stuff I had on my mind.

Scrolling down my profile I just saw that I have just reached 300 page views! That's alot of views. I'm not a very sentimental person or whatever but I just want to say thanks for the 300 page views! I love you all.

Full Name: Derek Loise Grey

Age: 19

Species:Hyena

Weapon: He has two chainsaws that are light and he can shoot fire from the ends of the blade.

Occupation: Murderer

Parents: He murdered them.

Info: He is an insamniac. He never sleeps ever, He also suffers from sever mental illnesses. He is a canibal and is exteremly nimble and flexible. Aside from being a murderer, he is actually a engineering genius. He crafted the two chainsaws that he uses as a prefered weapon. He has no morals or no moral values. He has a hate for Lorexo and any friends he might possibly have.

Allright children, it's time for another blog and shit. I am a furry, a very violent, cocky and insane furry. Many people are afraid of me on this website because I'm not afraid to say what's socially unacceptable in society. If I'm insulted, I will calmly try to defuse the situation, but if the person keeps talking shit I WILL fucking bash his skull in. If it's a girl I will not unless they phisically harm me first. I don't ever puinch chicks unless they attack me first. Hitting girls are for pussies that are afraid of a challenge to fight a guy. Yes, I do smoke both weed and cigarettes and yes, I am only 15. Yes, I have had sex and again, yes I am only 15. I've done things that most preppies and shit would call "unethical" but you know what, bite my ass. Whatever back to the point. I don't have a very "furryish" personality okay? I don't use furry slang, I never say things are cute in person, I never show emotion, I never smile. Ever. That's partially why I love being a furry. Normally, I normally have Social Anxiety, I don't trust anyone stuff like that. Wish Beta however, I have a vessel in which I can unleash my inner social, fun loving self. With Beta, I can relieve my stress, deperession and anger and all that crazy shit. Yea, just wanted to speak my thoughts at the moment.

- Beta-The-Wolf

Ref Sheet:http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13044066/ exept he has black cargo pants.

Full Name: Beta Blackly

Race: Wolf

Age: 15

Occupation: None

Roleplay type that can be used in: All

Personality: Pretty happy. He's chill usually but can be happy given the circumstances.

Weapon(s): He mainly uses his sword but if the conditions are right he willl summon The Legendary God Slayer.

Pep ez: Preppies, Stuck Up Girls, and some people.

Spouse: None

Parents: Dead

Sexuality: Straight

Ref Sheet Look Alike:http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com.....reBoyBlond.jpg

Full Name: Lorexo Garret Elice

Race: Human

Age: 21

Occupation: Mercenary for hire.

Roleplay type that can be used in: Action, Drama, Naughty and maybe some family.

Personality: A smart ass. He can handle himself in a fight really well. He can be violent but he smokes and can usually be found at a bar.

Weapon(s): He mainly uses his two pistols but he has fire powers at his advantage. His body natural absorbs the heat in the given area and he can use it to heal his wounds. How fast they heal all depends on the amount of heat in the given area.

Pep ez: Preppies, Stuck Up Girls, and some People

Spouse: None

Parents: Dead

Sexuality: Straight

1.) Lorexo: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5708153/

None more!

Roleplay in the comments.

Werdragon, Sephara and I where reaching the gate of Oakvale. The town was empty and a thick layer of dust covered everything. It was getting to be morning and the sky was a dark blue. All the houses looked and most definitifly where abandoned. The windows had a thick layer of dust and scum on them from not being washed after a good while. Werdragon, Sephara and I where very hungery and near starving. I had to stop every once in a while to pee, but nothing but blood came out so I just decited to not go pee untill we found a watering hole or something. The first place we went in Oakvale was a grocery store so we could find something to eat or drink. We would most definitly die if we wouldn't eat something soon. The door was locked with a padlock for some reason. The store was obviously local and wasn't part of a big business. It was a small little building with a sign above the door reading: "Skyfangs Sundries". Werdragon picked up a nearbye brick and was about to throw it at the window when I stopped him. "Are you nuts?!" I said. He raised an eyebrow at me and said "What?". "Where being hunted. We need to keep a low profile." I said. Werdragon gave me an annoyed look and just sighed. "Well then how the fuck are we going to get in?" he said. "Move aside" said Sephara. Sephara crouched and held the padlock in her hand. In one swift motion Sephara yanked and the padlock broke. Werdragon and I looked at eack other and shrugged our shoulders as we walked in the store.. Inside the store it was dark and grey. The windows where boarded and some of the light from outside shined in from the cracks, providing enough light for us to see what we where doing. The shelves where all knocked down. There was cans, paper, wrapwrappers and trash everywhere. We got on all fours and searched for any unopened cans and supplies. We searched for about 10 minutes before a sound from outside interupted our scavenging. All three of us looked at each other in fear as we hid behind the grimey counter, listening. It was two of the 8 elite warriors that Apocalypse had sent. Nobody had said a word but I could feel the fear in the room. "Did ya' find 'em yet?" asked one. His voice was deep and mighty. "Naw, naw I didn't" said the other. He sounded young probably around 20 years old. "Hey, let's check in here." said the deep voiced one. The door creaked open and the room got more and more tense. I could see there figures when they opened the door. One was very tall and he had a ball and chain in each hand. He towered above the doorway and he had to duck to get through. The ball and chains that he had where similar to the ones that Werdragon had used to train me. The other had a small frame to him. I think I could see what looked like pistols in his hand. The two where heading right for us and we had no weapons and where too weak to fight.


- Beta The Wolf

(Warning: This Episode contains graphic and disturbing content, if you are queezy or affended easily refrain from reading this. You have been warned.)



Sephara, Werdragon and I where sitting at the campfire. They tortured us and made us unspeakable things to people. They made us fight for our lives in there. They made us torture, kill and murder other people and it was kill or be killed. We where all covered in deep scars, bruises and I had a black eye. It was calm night no wind, no cold just silence. We just sat there, looking to our paws. We all had a frown on our face and remembering all of the things we did at that prison. They made me use a mans own claws to dis his eyes out and make make him eat them. I had to murder a beutiful wolfess. She had long blue hair, with purple eyes. I was going to talk to her... until they made me fight her. She didn't even know how to fight she just stood there, looking down.I didn't have any weapons either. They made her children watch as I bashed her skull in. I had nightmares that night. It wasn't about a monster or what nightmares are usually about, it was just me reliving the horror in her childrens eyes as her mother dropped to the floor. I cut myself that night. The cut was deep, to the bone even. I wanted to kill myself. They told Werdragon to take a hammer and turn crush a baby kitten. He refused and they tortured him. They broke his arms, then his legs, then they took a fork and poked his eye out. Then after all that they made him eat his own eye. Sephara probably got it the worst. They made her bash a poor puppies skull in, he was probably no longer then three months old. The guards would sexually harass her every day. They did unspeakable things to her all the time. They burned her flesh until it started to bubble then made her tear it off and that was the only thing she was allowed to eat for a month. All of the flesh of her arm was completly gone by the end of that month. Sephara, Werdragon and I managed to barely escape with out lives. There was a bend in the bars, barly nig enough where I was able to squeeze through. Afterwards, I helped the other two escape. Now we're here, in these woods gloating about regreting all we did at that prison. I havn't seen my sister at the prison at all. She was dead for all I knew. I talked to an old gypsy on the way she told me how to craft The Legendary God Slayer. The first thing on our list was Cerberuses fang. We have to perform some big ritual and ask for enterence to the underworld and hope to god that the ritual doesn't kill us. We decided to sleep a and rest a couple of days if we don't make it back. We're going to spend some quality time together, as a pack, as a family. It feels lonely, being out here, free all by ourselves. It was quite, no crickets, no chirping nothing just an overbearing quite. It was the type of quite that made your ears ring. We needed weapons, and Werdragon just so happens to be a blacksmith. We're going to make our way to Oakville where they have a giant steel mill. We can find some materials there. I hope the gods bless our path.

-Beta-The-Wolf

Yea, TSOACW is still being done. I have no plans of discontinuing it anytime soon. I also need to make about 600 dollars for my fursuit. So yea, that's a thing. My deperession is getting worse but I ain't letting that stop me. I just cut myself to make it better. The application for the job I'm applying to hasn't applied yet. I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Beta-The-Wolf

Unfortunatly, humans are stupid creatures. They see us furries as "taboo" and different simply because they do not understand us. Whenever they see us they tell us, why would you do that, your weird. The media likes to portray us as monsters. They want the public to think of us furries as deranged orgy having beer drinking party maniacs who have no self controll whatsoever. I'm afraid that is simply not true,
we are some of the most creative individuals you could meet.

Humans choose to agree with other Humans even if those other Humans have litttle to no evidence to support that claim. I tend to get rid of the filth of the population. Why kill the humans? It's not there fault there stupidity tends to get the better of them. Nay, I get rid of the more shall we say, taboo members of our little society.
I will clean up this race one scum at a time.
Now, most people would call me a "Killer" or a "Sociopath" but I disagree. I'm simply a rulemaker, a light in the cave. Maybe, just maybe, some the murder of there dearest friend will make other scum learn that what they doing is wrong. I have many means of teaching a lesson, whether it be torturing them, killing them, or cuting there eyes out and let my little friend Snickers The Rat scurry around in there skull and let him feast on there brain tissue, while making sure that they are alive to feel every single nibble. Yes, my means of lesson can tend to be a little "unorthadox" but, that's just half of the fun that comes to my job. I have no boss I am my own man. I have the freedom to do what I please when I damn well please. Yes, I've had trouble with "the law" invading my privacy but, I delt with them. How you may ask. Well, lets just say they Humans make good rugs.

Now, I'd love to stay and chat but I'm afraid my "guests" arent going to slice and dice themselves are they? I thank for listening to my little ramble.

Okay, I'm going to start blogging now so yea, that's a thing. Anyway I'm going to talk about some personal stuff. I have a kind of semi serious case of deperession. I almost never show emotion. I never talk to people when I'm depessed and so when I don't talk to people, I bottle up emotions causing me to get sadder and sadder and that's not good. Okay day my girlfriend broke up with me, I was treated like shit for the whole week and my mom and dad where getting a divorce. I went over to my friends house. We talked then later that night I got curious and made an IMVU account and went on a server, I began talking and of course, was treated like shit. It was like that for several servers untill I came across a furry server. My curiosity getting the best of me I joined it. I made many, many friends whom helped me through my deperession. The furry comunity took me in when I had no where else to turn. Thank you guys and I love every single one of you. If it wheren't for yall I would have hung myself. I thank you all of you.

-Beta The Wolf

Six years passed since the tragedy of what happened to my family. I was happily living with the two kind reptilian friends that had so kindly took me in at my time of need. We where like a family now, and I was happy. I had gotten used to the fact that I would never see my mother or sister again. This was my family now and it was a damn good one. We would hunt, play and eat together. We all looked out for each other and made sure that we would always love and appreciate each other. We had traveled far and seen things that no fur had ever dreamed even dreamed of. I had grown faster, smarter and stronger with my adventures. I had some fun times traveling with my friends, but there where also some tough times too. I had battled a squid, climbed a mountain, escaped a prison, but never had I seen anything like this. His name was Apocalypse. When he came down from the heavens, he sure did make his mark. He released darkness energy called Voodoo. He's a god that was kicked from the heavens and let's just say that he was pissed. He captured Sephara, Werdragon and I and put us in a cell, along with everyone else n the planet. When we escaped it wasn't long before he noticed. He send his most elite guards to come and kill us. We planned on overthrowing him but there's a problem. The only thing that can be used to kill him is a sword made from three things, the first a fang from Cerberus, The horn from satan and last, the soul of the wielders mother. Then, you must take all three of these items and take them to a god and then the god will make The Legendary God Slayer. Only one of these were made before, but Apocalypse has it. Now, Sephara, Werdragon and I are humanities only hope. I hope to god we don't fuck this up. May the god's bless our way.

-Beta The Wolf

Okay, so I'm having trouble deciding something. Where Episode 5 left off I was thinking that would be a good time to skip ahead to his adolesence. The thing is that I really enjoy writing the puppy saga. I need help from my friends/fans or however it may be. I was thinking I may be able to do this, 30 Episodes of him life as a puppy and that's the end of that saga. Then I start working on The Adolesence saga or however the story turns. I didn't know what to do I need some second opinions. If you guys could help me with this it would be greatly appreciated.

-Beta The Wolf

After I apologised for biting her snout Sephara showed me around the cave. I knew I couldn't stay, even if she offered I wouldn't stay. I had to move on. I was a lone wolf now and that's how it had to be. She seemed nice and I constantly thanked her for the hospitality and told her that I will have to leave soon. ""Hey, are you listening?" Asked Sephara. I blinked and realised that I was staring out in space. "Yea sorry, I was just thinking about some stuff." she just nodded and continued talking. "Hey, thanks again for all of the hospitality and all but I can't stay in your home for long." I said, still looking to my feet. "Home?" she said. "Yea, this IS your home correct?" I asked confused. "No, no ,no you've got it all wrong. Werdragon and I are a moving pack, we never liked staying in one place." "Oh..." I said "You can join the pack if you ask Werdragon first." I didn't know wether to join there pack or not. On one hand, I'm a lone wolf but on the other hand, if I join the pack, I'll have family, friends. "I'll join, if I could." I said. Suddenly, Werdragon walked in dropping a fresh deer carcus on the floor. "So, your awake." he said witha smile. "Yea, it took him long enough." said Sephara with a warm smile. "Hey Weredragon I want to join the pack." I said. Wredragon smirked at me. "Are you sure you've got what it takes?" he asked. "Uh.. maybe?" I studdered. "There's alot more to it than you think." he said. "I'll do whatever it takes." I said with a determened look. He looked impressed at my confidence. "Allright kid, your first task: Take those boulders and tie them on your shoulders. Your going to race me up the mountain and your going to keep racing me untill you beat me." Sephara gave Werdragon a look of unbelief. "Oh come one Wer, he's just a pup give him a break." she said. Werdragon just glanced at her with a eyebrow raised and said "Would you rather him be stomped to death by a stampede of deer while hunting?" Sephara let out a huff and crossed her arms. Fine, have it your way." I gulped as Werdragon tied the boulders on my shoulders. That where bigger than me even! How was I supposed to beat him when I could barly move? Well, whatever it takes I'll do it, I want this family. God knows when I'de get another chance to get another family and I didn't want to fuck this up.

-Beta The Wolf.

I was terrified. I didn't know what they where going to do to me when they see me. Would that eat me? Would they kill me? I saw a green face look through the vent at she looked straight at me. My instincts said attack. I lunged at her and bit her on her snout and didn't let go. She was trying her hardest to pull me off but my jaw was clenched on too tight. Finally her friends helped pry me off. I immediately ran towards the corner and did just what my mother taught me. I got on all fours and I growled and sneered, showing my small, puppy fangs. They slowly began walking towards me, assuring my that It's okay and that I would be fine. She had a calming and alluring voice. Each step she took I began to feel calmer and calmer. When she reached me I just sat there with my hands covering my face depressed and cold. The mix of cold fear began to began to get to me now that the adrenalin wore off. I began to shiver violently. "Hey, hey are you okay? Where's your mother pup?" she asked, sitting next to me. She had a huge stature. She was a-lot bigger than her friend. Her friend sat next her and looked at me in a worried expression. One of them had a black and red fur and sharp teeth. He looked liked the type of person not to mess around with. I forced the tears coming to my eyes back and answered her in a slight whimper in my tone. "I'm alone, my sister and my mother are gone." "What happened to them?" she questioned. "My mother died and I left my sister." I suddenly felt a huge rush of a mix of extreme fatigue and hunger. My eyesight was getting blurry and I passed out. I woke up in a cave surprisingly warm cave. The one big green dragon stared at me, her friend was nowhere to be seen. "Hey, wake up!" she said. I sat up and looked at her. She smiled and handed me a meat leg. It was from a deer. I quickly snatched it and devoured it. She began stroking my fur as I ate it. My tail started to was really fast. I let out a loud belch after I ate the meat. The creature put her hand out. "The name's Sephara" I hesitantly shook her hand. "Yea.. my names Beta and uh, thank you for the food and stuff and sorry for biting your snout." She laughed "It's okay you just scared me it really didn't hurt." I knew she was lying because there was blood still coming from the wound. "My friend is still out getting food." she said. Finally, I felt comfortable again and it felt like a huge weight was lifted from my shoulders.

- Beta The Wolf Thanks to The-Midnight-Sun and werdragon1 for allowing me to use there likenesses Sephara and werdragon in this story

A-Midnight-Sun: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/the-midnight-sun/

werdragon: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/werdragon1/

Okay, I need some furs to be in the book, more specificly A Dragon and two alligators. The-Midnight-Sun if you want you can be the dragon if you want. I want to use actual people in my stories just to add to the realism. If your interested in being in the book don't be afraid to comment. Thanks and luv ya. ;D

After that day I never looked back. While on my way I felt the biting cold of a raindrop pelt my fur. I smelled the air, I could smell the coal, it was about to rain. "Just my luck." I whispered under my breath. Annoyed at the sudden realization that I was about to be pelted by millions upon millions of rain drops I began to run hoping that I could find shelter before it began to rain. Al my luck brought me so far I didn't find shelter in time and my fur was soaked. I couldn't take it, the stress of having my mother die, and me leaving my sister it was all too much. I broke down I cried and cried. I dropped on my knees and cried, right there on the gravel road. It felt good let all of that depression out that I was holding in. I was crying for a good 10 minutes. I decided that I should get moving if I'm going to find shelter anytime soon. I couldn't feel any part of my body. I had to find shelter soon or I would be a pupsicle for sure. I soon found shelter in an abandoned house. It wasn't amy warmer but at least I could dry off. The house was definitly abandoned, there was shards of broken glass everywhere. My heart stopped when I heard a loud crash coming from the door. *I quickly jumped in a broken vent amazingly, I could fit due to my small stature since I was a pup. I saw two pears of feet. I couldn't make out what animals they where. They where stomping around really loud. I didn't want to be seen so I kept quiet. One of the pears of feet stopped, and I heard them sniff the air. I smelled too. I looked down, I had an accident, in all of what happened I had forgot to use the bathroom. The feet where walking torwards me.

-Beta The Wolf

I was born on a cold December night in a small barn near the more farming areas of Iowa. It was just me with a litter of 6. My sister and I were the only ones to survive the cold air. The rest of them either froze to death or didn't find a nipple in time. My mother is a red, black, and orange wolf. We never asked what her real name was, and she never said. We never met our father, he left for food one day and never came back. We all just assumed he was dead and my mother had to leave us once a day to get food so we could all nurse. All we would do for a great while is wake up, wait for mother, nurse and go to sleep. When we took our first steps our mother began to teach us how to hunt, fight, track a trail of scent and how to use our manners. There weren't many other furs around my area. My sister and I where the only ones we had. We would play tag in the thick underbrush near our barn. When we god older the barn became more unstable until one day the barn could barly keep together. My sister and I where playing hide and seek outside when we heard a loud snap then slam. We ran to the sound to investigate the sound. Mother was stuck under the massive weight of the fallen barn. My sister and I heaved with all out might but we just sprang backwards. MY sister and I just stood there laying next to my mothers dead, broken body. The last thing my mother said to my sister and I was "be good". My sister just hugged my and tried to stay strong for her. That night my sister was cuddling against the crude grave stone we used to mark where we buried our beloved mother. I got up and stroked her fur from her ears to her tail and then left. I didn't want to stay there anymore too many bad memories. My sister would be fine she always was best at hunting and staying quiet. I stood up and headed down the gravel trail, the dusty rock crunching under my feet as I looked down. -Beta The Wolf