#nothingbadhappenshere

Of course nothing particularly like what you might see in an action movie, could possibly happen in a CUMBALONE STUDIOS movie on tumblr...

The protagonist might get his back scratched by some briars, in a rehabilative jog through the verdant woods, but that is about the worst of it.

And it would help him learn his lesson, and not commit any more heinous crimes.

Come with me to the Republic of Cumbalonia, where the Policing Restitution and Rehabilitation service is perhaps not the most effective.....

And live rounds are never issued in Cumablonia as they are simply not needed, just some flash bangs !

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My character has been committed to an asylum. Send me ☤ for their reaction to yours visiting them.

      Hannibal van Helsing had been in the institution for the criminally insane located in Virginia for about half a month. So far, he had yet to have any visitors. Awaiting his trial to prove him guilty or innocent for the tremendous death count he accumulated while in Mystic Falls had been quite the long and lonely wait. Breathing a laugh, he listened intently as the door down the corridor opened and shut. 

I’ve loved jamie since Kyle KY and was sooo happy to See her as Sif

He was seething. On the verge of attacking the next best thing. His hands were shaking and he was hungry. In a few hours he had learned that Niklaus had once again daggered him, this time for almost a century and he had lied about who had killed their mother. It had been him, not their father. He had been lying, forcing them to run from someone who had only wanted to protect them.

Kol had left the house he'd woke up in the moment Nik had started to tell him that he had finally found a human doppelganger and he was just waiting for the right time to sacrifce her. Kol had pulled himself together long enought to tell his brothers in a calm voice that he was in need of a snack before he could listen to anything else. And then he was off, rushing through the empty streets, trusting his senses to take him to the closest place that had large amounts of blood ready for his consumption.

He stopped at a hospital, almost laughing for a moment. At least he knew he could still trust his instincts. And then something caught his eyes, forcing his mouth into a  malicious smirk. There she was. Elena Gilbert, he presumed. His brother's human doppelganger, his only hope at breaking the curse that was forced upon him by their mother. If he took the doppelganger away from Nik's reach, then he could never break his curse. That seemed like a good way to pay him back.

He had never intended to stay for this long in Mystic Falls. Just in and out, for old times sake, he had told himself. But then he had found the only possible thing that could make him stay. A human doppelganger.

At first he had thought it was Katerina Petrova posing as a human, but as he stayed to watch, he found out that this person was Elena Gilbert, a human. A human, ready to be found and sacrifised at Nik's altar. He had played with the thought of letting his brother know. But decided against it. He had also thought about just ending her life. But that was not the right way either.

At some point, and after a few talks with some of his trusted witch companions, Kol had decided to stay and to use her against his brother for leverage. After all Nik was still keeping some of his siblings daggered in a coffin. The betrayal of being daggered himself for hundred years still stung and he wanted to make him pay. He wasn't sure if ending his life would satisfy him, but it certainly looked appealing right now.

The only problem was, for that to happen Elena Gilbert had to trust him, the witches had told him that much. No other details though. For what they had in mind, they needed the doppelganger to know and accept their terms.

So now here he was, monday morning on his way to enter the Mystic Falls high school. Compelling himself the same schedule as the doppelganger would certainly make his day easier since he wouldn't feel like he was putting himself through torture by being in high school.