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Arkimus
Legacy Name: Arkimus

The Chibi Montre
Owner: Asuwelt

Age: 12 years, 7 months, 3 weeks

Born: September 15th, 2011

Adopted: 12 years, 7 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: September 15th, 2011

Statistics

• Level: 16
   
• Strength: 13
   
• Defense: 13
   
• Speed: 12
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 55
   
• Books Read: 52
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Head of Competitions

I have totally got to get this bit in. There's like, this deadline. Not like a school deadline, cause I totally gave that up a while back. But like a bit of a story deadline? It would totes help pay rent but I have this issue with like, the story? It's totally my story, but it's... not? Not really. I See and talk to a lot of people. Kind of a city thing, ya know? Well like, I meet a lot of people and see a lot of things when I just sit and slow things down and watch. I watch like, a lot. All the time. This apartment gets stuff ya know?
Well I see people, different kinds of people. Tall people, short people, fat people, skinny people, not human... people. I sometimes see wings, and glowing lights, and these like... dead people? Not like, zombies. Or uh. Dude, are zombies real? Totally not real. Totally not. But I see these things, and man I think some days I just have too much coffee or somethin but ya got to admit, if we're alone then we are boring. But man, we are not alone. My comics, and my Saturday night TV shows or like, my D&D Tuesday did NOT prepare me for what I see when I slow things down and watch.
Their favourite place is the park, sometimes the club down town where the boys dance in short shorts. But the park is bright and safe and how has no one else seen this? They aren't like, hidden. So like, there's this kid, right? I mean I say kid but he's like, my age. But he's always with this tall... thing. With wings. Now you're gonna be all, but how do you know it's wings. Well buddy, I will tell you. I found feathers. I found feathers that I watched fall from his back. And I mean like... he didn't really have real wings. They're kind of like, tattooed on his back, but the feather defiantly fell from his back! He doesn't have like, a bird stuffed in his pocket!
I mean, they're cool and all but ya know, sometimes it's sad. I couldn't sleep the other night ya know? So I went for a walk and it was raining and I had a glitch pair of headphones so I wasn't riskin that stuff so I didn't have em in and man I could hear crying. So I got curious and was lookin and found these two people behind the club I mentioned? They were hugging and this one guy was crying and it was really like. Sad, you could feel it even from the street. The other guy said somethin that I couldn't understand, I only speak Klingon, kissed this key and like, disappeared. I didn't wanna process much more than that cause the crying got louder but like. Disappeared man. DISAPPEARED. Who just DOES that?
But ya man, I wanna talk about their stories, but they're not mine, ya know? Maybe I can ask 'em for more info, and make somethin worth while.

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