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Shelby
Legacy Name: Shelby


The Steamwork Demi
Owner: Lantern

Age: 14 years, 3 months, 1 week

Born: December 15th, 2009

Adopted: 7 years, 2 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: December 30th, 2016

Statistics


  • Level: 26
     
  • Strength: 21
     
  • Defense: 12
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 20
     
  • HP: 20/20
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


down, down under west virginia
down, down in the pitch black earth

My name is Alex Shelby, and if you are reading this, then I am likely already dead. I don't have any real reason to be writing this. I suppose I just don't want to be forgotten. Being trapped down here has given me a lot of time to think and a lot of time to reminisce.

Where do I even begin? My childhood wasn't anything special. I was born in a small mining town at the foot of the mountains. My mother waited tables at a local diner and my father worked here in this very same mine. I was an average student with average friends.

While I was in high school, I dated a girl named Tammy, but she eventually dumped me for some upperclassman. I guess it's pretty pathetic to say she was the only dating experience I got to have in my short life. I played football for a while when I was in high school, but they cut me from the team because I wasn't aggressive enough.

When I was 17, my father got hurt down in the mines and wasn't allowed to work anymore. He began drinking away our savings, and eventually all the money my mother brought home from her job. I felt helpless over the fact I couldn't contribute enough. Thankfully, I knew there was one thing I could do to help. When I turned 18, I joined the army.

All the propaganda made fighting for your country sound so noble and glamorous. I am sad to say it was all lies. They shipped me off to France to fight in the war. Instead of the quaint towns and scenic hills, I only saw smoldering craters and the bodies of fallen soldiers. I always imagined seeing Europe in my life, but not like that.

I was three years into my service when I was caught in bombing. I suffered multiple broken bones and was hospitalized for several months. After that, they gave me my discharge papers and sent me home.

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Pet Treasure


Diggers Hat

Sougara Wasteland Cowboy Kerchief

Brown Unlaced Combat Boots

Unkempt Schematic Parchment

Stack of Coal

Coal

Scientist Pick Axe

Experienced Archaeologist Excavation Kit

Rusty Toolbox

Sweaty Rag

Bagged Lunch

Gourmet Cheddar and Roast Beef Sandwich

Tin Can Pineapple Upside Down Cake

Delicate Tarnished Pocket Watch

Red Unbuttoned Varsity Jacket

Cyborg Soldier Dog Tags

Purple Atebus Revolution Medal

Pet Friends