You're hunting alone, in the dark. You feel…

• Bored. Where the hell is your prey? You are so ready to stake him and call it a night.
• Ready to attack. Bring on the bad guy. You'll kick his ass.
• At home. In the darkness, it's real hard to tell the good guys from the bad. Especially when you're a bit of both.
• Hungry. That little co-ed strolling toward you will be a perfect snack. Time for a bite. You just hope she isn't a screamer.

Your weapon of choice is:

• A stake. Sharpened to a deadly point. But for a backup, your gun is a second love.
• Your hands. Or rather, the razor sharp claws that burst from your fingertips. Wolverine and Freddy Kruger have nothing on you!
• Who needs a weapon? You can kill with a thought.
• Who needs a weapon? You can kill with a thought. (Um, yeah, it's hard to tell the good guys from the bad some days.)

Hunting choice: solo or with a partner?

• Depends on the partner. You're wicked fast with your stake, but sometimes you can appreciate having a partner with…particular supernatural skills.
• Solo. Partners just slow you down. Besides, when it's time to shed your human skin, a partner would just freak when your tiger comes out to play.
• Solo. Partners will just notice that maybe you're a little stronger than you've claimed to be. Maybe you hunt too well. Maybe you attack too hard. Maybe you can do things that make others tremble with fear. But, hey, all in a night's work, right?
• In a pack. What? That wasn't a choice? Pack hunting is always best–easier to run down prey that way.

You track killers because:

• Revenge. Those jerks took something from you and now you'll make them pay.
• If you don't hunt killers, you might hunt…humans. The beast inside demands prey. Better that you track the ones who deserve some pain, right?
• Someone has to stop to do the job. Besides, you don't have anything else fun to do. That's your story and you're sticking to it.
• Killers? No, they're too hard to catch. I like easier prey.

One word to describe you is:

• Kick-Ass. (And you don't really care that some folks would argue and say that's actually two words. Those folks can bite you, then you'll stake them.)
• Deadly.
• Awesome.
• Hungry.

So supernaturals live in the world. Some pretend to be human. Some attack humans. But either way, you know the big secret. This makes you feel:

• Glad to be human.
• Like I'm not alone.
• Um…you're supposed to care about this? Bad guys are bad guys. You'll take 'em out, human or supernatural.
• Pissed–why are we hiding? We all need to be out and showing the humans just how strong we really are.

When you're not hunting, you're:

• Not hunting? What else is there to do? Do you know how many killers walk the streets?
• Running wild and free in the swamps. No people. No rules. Time to let the animal out of his cage.
• Checking out the bars in Baton Rouge. Some prey can be real attractive. And deadly.
• Blending right in with the humans. They never realize just how close to death they really are.

Your theme song is:

• Theme song? Are you freaking kidding me?
• Bodies by Drowning Pool: "Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the…"
• Highway to Hell by AC/DC
• Hungry Like a Wolf by Duran Duran

Okay, if the theme song wasn't your bit, then your motto is:

• A good vamp is a vamp with a stake in his heart.
• Let your wild side come out and play.
• The good die young…but the bad live forever.
• Eat, drink, and have a bloody good time with your food.

What scares you?

• The thought of turning into one of the monsters I hunt. I don't ever want to be like them.
• If I were to lose someone I cared about…the world would pay.
• I scare myself. I know just how dangerous I am, even if the others don't.
• The jerk hunters on my trail.