Zacharael
Pet Name: Zacharael
Owner: Kiraatwood
Theme / Type: Overgrowth Belragoth
Born: May 1, 2010
Gender: Female
Collection: 4
Disease(s): Love Sick, Bites: 1
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 4 / 4
Strength: 1
Defense: 1
Speed: 5
Intellect: 2
Misticpower: 2
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: 2/353 [ View Books ]
1. The Amazon
2. Travel Map of the Traveler
2. Travel Map of the Traveler
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: None
1. - Biolumi
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By Whismur
Zacharael woke up, groggily tumbling out of his mess of a bed. He rubbed his eyes, focusing.
The compulsions began at once. He moved to sit up from the bed five times, sitting back down on all the times except the last. He made a strange clicking noise with his tongue, "Click, click, click, click, click." Five times; he made sure to stare at the floor while he made the noises. If he looked up, even just a little bit, he would start over. Fifteen clicks later, finally getting it right, he walked over to the bathroom.
Zach leaned against the sink, groping for his toothbrush. He turned the handle to the sink, and the water flowed out. He spun the toothbrush around in circles under the water, four times to be exact. Zach then continued by tapping the toothbrush against the side of the sink, three times. He was looking northeast the entire time, sighing.
Hours and hours were stolen away from him everyday, due to his uncontrollable compulsions.
This has to stop. I-I need help. He thought, letting his mind wander as his compulsions took over. Zach grew restless, wanting to stop but knowing that he was unable to.
Zacharael inhaled deeply, concentrating on recognizing a specific scent.
Aha! I do have some still. I thought I had...used it all... He smiled gleefully, running towards the source of the intoxicating smell. Seconds later, he found it.
Honey. Sweet, soothing, delicious honey. Honey was like his drug; his addiction. Zach hurriedly lapped up the small amount of honey he had left, and in moments the jar was completely empty.
More importantly, his compulsions subsided.
Zacharael hiccuped, hazy but content. His compulsions were gone.
For now, anyways.
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