name: charles waltz
gender: male
location: lockheld prison (35 year sentence)
personality: ‘oh, you want to get to know me? well, let me tell you, only sissies ‘get to know me’. are you a sissy? well, let’s see if you run screaming from me after this. i have anger management. and im really strong. that enough for your stupid little ‘demand?’ as he turns, you ask him once more. ‘ugh, what do you WANT?’ he snarls, his clawed hand catching you by the face, sending you to the ground. ‘is that what you wanted? are you happy now?’ he laughs. ‘and now, since you’ve really experienced it for yourself, let me tell you what the others say behind my back about me. ‘im scary. one to watch out for. get angry really easy. hold grudges. i’m never gonna get outta here. that kind of crap is what i deal with every day, hotshot. i’m positive you’ve never experienced solitary. am i right?’ he pauses, but only for a moment. ‘thought so. now, get outta here, loser. even though i did what you wanted, i can still crush your skull like an empty peanut shell.’ as you scramble to your feet and briskly walk away, you’re met with a roaring laughter. he calls out after you as you leave the facilities, ‘life ain’t all rainbows and unicorns, mister uptight reporter. and it especially ain’t like that in prison.’