Pestilence
Vicious - Clever - Reckless
Pet Information
Pet Name: Pestilence
Owner: Draven
Theme / Type: Apocalyptic Obsideon
Born: February 14, 2010
Gender: Male
Collection: 4
Mood: Mad
Disease(s): Heart Sick, Bites: 3
Love Sick, Bites: 4
MisticPal Name: Sickness
MisticPal Age: 5276 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 4
Defense: 7
Speed: 3
Intellect: 5
Misticpower: 4
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1155 [ View Foods ]
Pet Profile
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Name: Damien Cain
Nickname: Deranged
Age: 23
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Occupation: Locked In An Insane Asylum
Orientation: Bisexual
Status: Single
Skin: Fair
Hair: Washed out purple
Eyes: Milky Blue
Weight: 149 lbs
Height: 5' 10"
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Personality: He is just simply insane, which leads to violent outbursts. He can go from smiling and happy to crying or yelling the next. He has no real attachments and has yet to find one. Before his diagnosis though, he was a very loving man. Always put everyone before him, but then the audio hallucinations started, followed by the visual hallucinations.
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Words and screams echoed through the room, yet no one responded to them. Crashes, bangs and booms followed, and again no one responded. The tall raven was well aware why no one cared or bothered the reply and respond to the horrid noises coming from his room... It was because he was the only one able to hear them. And no, they aren't spirits or anything supernatural, Damien was just flat out mentally unstable.
The screams, whispers, crashes and bangs continued, each day he listened to them, sometimes even talking back to them or even immitating the sounds outloud. Often that earned him dirty looks from the workers, most of them rude, cold handed and stern; it wasn't the high graded insane asylum around.
One day, the voices got the best of him and the great white jacket wrapped around him, his arms flailing as he tried to escape it and his mind racing. "Please no!" Damien pleaded and begged, but as soon as he started to get vocal, he felt a prick and soon, his eyes rolled to the back of his head; Out cold...
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If lost or taken please give me back to Draven
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