Stolen
Pet Name: Stolen
Owner: Scientist
Theme / Type: Phantom Belragoth
Born: March 4, 2010
Gender: Male
MisticPal Name: Thief
MisticPal Age: 4731 Days
You'd be dead before you even got close.
Hit Points: 40 / 40
Strength: 25
Defense: 0
Speed: 20
Intellect: 20
Misticpower: 36
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
S T O L E N
The Soul Eater
Moved elsewhere. Visit me there!
Sure, I'll talk...if you interest me.
| Genevieve says *peers out through the trees* You, there... I--oop..!!*stumbles out of underbrush, practically tripping on a barely concealed tree root; has twigs and leaves caught in her long, platinum blonde hair* ..I am looking for a very important, very /rare/ bird who seems to think it /remarkably/ funny to fly off into unfamiliar woodland. You haven't seen--- *eyes bow and arrows and sighs in exasperation* --shot him, have you? |
| Ramirez says Well it must attract some attention. *scuffs feet and looks in other direction* |
| Ramirez says You sure look fancy with your bow, sir. |
| Outcast says *Lena smiled softly but then gasped, looking worried also. Mostly because she'd grown to love the beautiful german shepard, so she hugged Lucian and nodded* I'll help anytime, where was he last seen? I can try and find a trail from there, or if Raphael knows were he may have gone? *She nibbled her bottom lip in thought, tilting her head and frowned.* If he's moved magically anywhere, it would be easier to find the person who moved him, I can pick up the remnants from them, then find the path. Though I cannot follow him directly... When Raphael moved them both out, the trail cut off, so I would have to pick it up from their destination, for an example. *Lena seemed to ramble when she was worried, and flushed a little when she realised this* Sorry... |
| Outcast says *at his kiss she spun around and wrapped her arms around his torso, grinning up at him.* Hello Lucian! *she placed a kiss on his jawline, her smile turned soft, smouldering, as she teased.* You realise that's not a good game to play with me? I can read your energy. *she toyed with his shirt where her hands were, and glanced up at him* |
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