Sneer
I Was Like You Once, But...
Pet Name: Sneer
Owner: Coreath
Theme / Type: Phantom Vix
Born: October 29, 2010
MisticPal Name: Mordecai
MisticPal Age: 4529 Days
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 5
Defense: 4
Speed: 3
Intellect: 29
Misticpower: 1
Books Read: 25/373 [ View Books ]
1. 101 Murders
2. Bitten Bones
3. Book of Dreadful Prophecies
4. Crazy Horror Stories
5. Danger!
6. Dangerous Weapons
7. Deadly Lullabies
8. Ghostly Ghosts
9. Ghouls Vs Ghosts
10. Haunted Castles
11. How to Battle
12. Lanturnacht Horrors
13. Mistic Mist
14. Mistical Tome
15. Mistifying
16. Night of the Ahbruis
17. Recipe for Trouble
18. Screaming Book
19. Scythe of Death
20. Secret Murders
21. The Evil Cackle
22. Web Tales
23. What Lurks in the Swamp
24. Wolf Moon
25. Zombie Stories
2. Bitten Bones
3. Book of Dreadful Prophecies
4. Crazy Horror Stories
5. Danger!
6. Dangerous Weapons
7. Deadly Lullabies
8. Ghostly Ghosts
9. Ghouls Vs Ghosts
10. Haunted Castles
11. How to Battle
12. Lanturnacht Horrors
13. Mistic Mist
14. Mistical Tome
15. Mistifying
16. Night of the Ahbruis
17. Recipe for Trouble
18. Screaming Book
19. Scythe of Death
20. Secret Murders
21. The Evil Cackle
22. Web Tales
23. What Lurks in the Swamp
24. Wolf Moon
25. Zombie Stories
Foods Eaten: 8/1254 [ View Foods ]
1. - Ants on a Log
2. - Dried Up Cactus Drink
3. - Gingerbread Man
4. - Pommekin Cubed
5. - Pyramid Cake
6. - Scarab Soup
7. - Scorpion on a Stick
8. - Sweet Potatoes with Marshmallows
2. - Dried Up Cactus Drink
3. - Gingerbread Man
4. - Pommekin Cubed
5. - Pyramid Cake
6. - Scarab Soup
7. - Scorpion on a Stick
8. - Sweet Potatoes with Marshmallows
Dead Men Tell no Tales
| Bourbon says *he noticed his gesture, complying as he flopped on the couch, stretching an arm over the back * Jesus christ...I should be used to information like that by now..but I still feel like I'm living a god forsaken fairy tale....A nightmarish one at that...*glances at him briefly then stares at the ceiling* When do I get to be part of the fun eh?...This guy needs a promotion yah know. |
| Bourbon says *listens intently and tries not to chuckle at his child like ranting, nonchalantly puffing out another stream of smoke before pinching the near spent end of the cig between his fingers.* When has rules ever stopped you before though..? Somethin' special about this guy? |
| Bourbon says *he bit back the urge to continue giving this man a hard time seeing as he looked genuinely bothered...and..maybe to keep his head securely on his shoulders.* huh...No way to track them I'm guessin'? It isn't really like you to just..give up so easily. *walks closer and grips his shoulder.* Either way...I wouldn't be so hard on yourself about it..you win some you lose some..for now..*winks* |
| Bourbon says *his grouchy behavior made him lay off a bit, however he raised a brow curiously.* So someone beat me to it huh...Alright...Why're we sour?..Wheres the boo boo,... let ole Reuben here Kiss it and make it feel better~~~ |
| Bourbon says *deeply inhales and huffs smoke out of his nose then crosses his arms.* You call it trouble, I call it good fun. *tilts head and smirks passed his cigarette.* Do you.../want/ trouble Thatch? |
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