Slime
Pet Information
Pet Name: Slime
Owner: niftycakes
Theme / Type: Overgrowth Obsideon
Born: July 13, 2008
Gender: Male
Mood: Mad
MisticPal Name: Loki
MisticPal Age: 5955 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 4
Defense: 2
Speed: 3
Intellect: 2
Misticpower: 8
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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Theme Songs:
~The Birthday Massacre- Blue
~Clint Mansell - Requiem for a Dream
Name Slime
Called Slime
Species Obsideon
Theme/ Colour Overgrown
Appearance Light green fur, longer darker leafy green fur covering one eye, row of curled fern leaves along back, two wings with leaves instead of feathers, floppy ears, pink eyes, tree stumps for hind legs, lots of long sharp teeth.
Accessories Skull mask, although hardly worn. Single silver chain with a locket containing a lock of her brother's fur.
Family Kelp, her twin brother.
Friends None yet.
Artwork
Coming Soon
Story
The Research Subject
You pause outside the single room in the long, whitewashed corridor.
Upon the door is a large plaque reading 'WARNING- Inhabitant possesses insane qualities and may be dangerous. Approach with caution.'
Suddenly your research doesn't seem so important anymore, but just as you step backwards and contemplate returning to your home, the metal door swings slowly open to reveal a dark, seemingly empty room.
"I am not insane, nor am I sane.
Far from it, my lovely."
A sickeningly beautiful voice speaks out of the gloom, and the Obsideon inhabiting the room takes several lurching steps out of the shadow stained place and sits down near your feet with a 'humph'.
You had expected a regular looking Overgrown Obsideon, long fronds of fern and vine trailing from a leafy canine form, but this Obsideon came as a bit of a surprise. The natural side of this animal's colouring seemed to have taken over a little.
Tough bark-like material had transformed her hind legs into tree stumps, a row of curled fern plants slowly began opening along her back, and two pairs of leaf-ridden wings jutted out from her shoulders, so long and skinny you wonder how she flies with them.
Almost as if her piercing pink eyes had read your mind, she speaks again,
"I do not need to fly, and so I stupidly allowed my wings to continue growing, until they became such a nuicance the only way to cut them back was to bite them," She began, stopping only to releive herself of an itch on one wing by tearing at the leaves with her teeth, the itch so bad that this obvious pain is a relief. She stopped and spat out a clump of tattered leaves, and you notice a pale pink sticky liquid splattered on the ground where she spat, and trickling from the would she just made,
"Leaving my wings uncut made the leaves become.. almost part of me. My fur became plant, my blood changed into this.. Sap. I became more plantlife than Obsideon."
-TBC-
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