Clone
Pet Name: Clone
Owner: Scientist
Theme / Type: Frost Yehxil
Born: December 25, 2010
Gender: Male
MisticPal Name: Experiment
MisticPal Age: 4912 Days
Hit Points: 33 / 33
Strength: 20
Defense: 0
Speed: 15
Intellect: 10
Misticpower: 24
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
C L O N E
The Mad Scientist
"I wonder what you'd look like inside out? Lets find out. Let's discover a new jigsaw, a new 3-D puzzle, shall we? The human body disassembled, might be put back together in a way that makes sense. You could make a fine buckyball out of the bones and a yurt from the skin and a talk show host out of the wet parts. What an imaginative people you are..."
Gone. Check me out there!
I'll do everything I can to help fix you if you stay. Not that you're broken, at least not any more than anyone else, but there must be a way. There's always a way...
| Wither says *he felt no pain as he landed on his side, blinking in confusion momentarily before he was more or less helped to his feet. Not bothering to dust himself off, his hollow eyes glanced off toward the distance in which the voices of his pursuers were still coming. He then turned his empty gaze back to his "rescuer", accompanied with an abrupt tilt of his head. He considered speaking, briefly, wondering whether or not he could trust this stranger; he narrowed his eyes at Clone's white coat, similar to those his captors wore... But the thought dispersed as soon as it struck him. Wither realized that he had little choice, should he have wished to escape those he was running from. That aside, if this were a trap, the presence of foreign hatred that boiled within him assured that the matter would be handled. Without a second thought, Wither gave a curt twitch of a nod and simply gestured for the scientist to lead the way* |
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