Post by Aldo Medici on Jun 11, 2015 21:55:42 GMT -5
At least the tree's were a better than looking at the eyesore of a castle the school was in, compared to any Italian architecture the archaic the English design of the castle was a stick figure drawing to a Picasso. Even in the hot weather he didn't even sweat from his thick coat's fur collar. He hadn't bothered with going to his orientation onto the island or finding out what room he'd been given. He wouldn't be attending the "school" or staying in it's "dorms". Please, if they were going to put someone in prison they might as well call it that, not try prettying it up with little names like and Academy. All it did was make them sound like a bunch of snobby pricks, and if Aldo hated on thing, it was snobby normals. The pitiful monkeys were still trying to cling to the top of the food chain while denying the reality that if Darwin's laws had to come into play, the fittest would not be them. Now all Aldo needed was a place to start up a laboratory and collect samples, well the island had some fine female specimens to choose from. The maniac's long, serpentine tongue slid over his teeth at the thought of the girls, it'd been so long since he'd had one around, oh he'd also need to find some more followers and with the calamities the island was known for that wouldn't be a difficult task.
