Creature
Evil - Hostile - Malicious
Pet Information
Pet Name: Creature
Owner: Isyli
Theme / Type: Nightmare Zisscor
Born: November 22, 2009
Gender: Female
Mood: Mad
MisticPal Name: Critter
MisticPal Age: 5217 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 4 / 4
Strength: 4
Defense: 4
Speed: 3
Intellect: 4
Misticpower: 0
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
| Attached Weapons | |
Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 15/1254 [ View Foods ]
1. - Anya Pomme
2. - Bat Pomme
3. - Caramel Pomme
4. - Cheran Pomme
5. - Clockwork Pomme
6. - Nocturnal Pomme
7. - Orange Chocolate Pomme
8. - Pie Pomme
9. - Pine Pomme
10. - Plague Pomme
11. - Pomme Tree Nest
12. - Riverside Pomme
13. - Swamp Pomme
14. - Tarinooki Pomme
15. - Wormy Pomme
2. - Bat Pomme
3. - Caramel Pomme
4. - Cheran Pomme
5. - Clockwork Pomme
6. - Nocturnal Pomme
7. - Orange Chocolate Pomme
8. - Pie Pomme
9. - Pine Pomme
10. - Plague Pomme
11. - Pomme Tree Nest
12. - Riverside Pomme
13. - Swamp Pomme
14. - Tarinooki Pomme
15. - Wormy Pomme
Pet Profile
I will follow you into even Death, my Master
(In the voice of Roman, for the first few sentences)
The cold did not bother my senses, for my room always dropped several degrees during the night. What I didn’t see, though, was the frost residue on the chair next to where I slept. My eyes closed, and I drifted off.
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I watched him coolly from my perch as he tossed and turned in his rest. I held back a giggle at his apparent fright of the beast he created. It was not my fault that he had allowed such a menace to enter the world of the living, held back only by the bonds of Creature and Master. I mulled on what I had just called it. Creature… It rolled off the tongue very sweetly, indeed.
My master… I leaned forward to touch his hair, only to be held back by the smell of another on his pillow. I withdrew my hand with a hiss, my eyes lightening in my fury. A Creature such as myself can only love a Master, and no one else. Master dared to love another while I haunted his shadows in Death?!
I clenched my slender hand in anger, but that action only sought to transfix my attention. I lifted the delicate hand towards my face and unclenched it. Dazzled by the whiteness of the fingers and the strength of the long nails, I was very neatly distracted from my tirade. I stood gracefully, softly, to look at myself in the mirror, curious.
Fashioned from Death, the paleness of my skin matched my Master. My eyes were of a lighter blue than my Master, though they were framed by lashes just as my Master. I was the same height as my Master. I was the same lithe form as my Master. The Creature could pass as a sister with this criteria. I raised a hand to hide my black-lipped smile. I could not be happier at so many similarities between the Master and Creature. The differences of hair, gender, and clothes was dismissed, though I did like the chopped tri-colored hair that framed my face. To be unique as a Creature is a rarity.
I smiled one last time before the sun rose, and disintegrated back into Death. Soon, my Master, I shall seek you in this world.
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