Ick
You
Pet Name: Ick
Owner: Witchcraft
Theme / Type: Nocturnal Skillow
MisticPal Name: Eww
MisticPal Age: 3479 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 10 / 10
Strength: 15
Defense: 0
Speed: 20
Intellect: 20
Misticpower: 1
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
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I don't remember very much before
this morning. The air sirens woke me
up absurdly early, while
Officer Coppa yelled in the streets.
It seemed like everyone was in a tizzy as
the anchorwoman on the television stared
drearily into the camera, red and yellow
images flashing across the screen.
I ignored all this tho in the
pursuit of coffee.
The machine sputtered to life
soaking the freshly
ground beans below.
Perhaps I should have been
more concerned by all the commotion
in the streets? I was a total zombie
without my morning cup, tho.
I watched with anticipation as
the pot filled. Rich black liquid
dripping into its eager mouth.
The machine gurgled its near
completion as the last few drops of
bliss dripped into the waiting pot.
...drip...
..drip..
.drip.
I remember waking up in the street.
People were running, screaming,
it looked like it was the apocalypse.
I tried to ask a passerby what was going
on but they looked at me
with the same horrified face as
everyone else. This was getting me
no where. I sat in the street
and contemplated my choices
as fresh blood ran
down my beak.
...drip...
..drip..
.drip.
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Rip
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