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Doom the Tiny Harbinger
Rick
Legacy Name: Rick
The Bloodred Telenine
Owner: Stephanie
Age: 17 years, 11 months, 2 weeks
Born: May 14th, 2006
Adopted: 17 years, 11 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)
Adopted: May 14th, 2006 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 776
- Strength: 2,088
- Defense: 1,940
- Speed: 1,937
- Health: 1,938
- HP: 1,933/1,938
- Intelligence: 347
- Books Read: 341
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Web Developer
Don't touch me or you'll catch a disease... and die.
I can't remember what my life was like when I was alive... I may have had an owner once. And a different name? I can't be certain. I just know I died an unclean death, which for dogs, means returning as an undead for the sole purpose of causing death upon others. After all, that is why my Deathbringer killed me.
Unlike him, however, I don't kill by strangulation. I'm not that nice. If I want to kill you, you'll die a slow death. Luckily for you, it may or may not be painful! You see, the fleas and ticks that inhabit my fur are the actual infectious entities. I just provide them a good reservoir to live upon!
Of course, I don't let my little buddies have all the fun... Since my death, I have acquired a virus not unlike the Rabies virus. It festers in my saliva, which is not actually saliva anymore. The virus particles have turned them into a pungent mixture of blood and acid. All it takes is a drop of my saliva onto your skin and it'll burn an inch-wide hole through your skin and muscles until it reaches a main vein. From there, the viral particles burn your blood vessels into nothing and you basically bleed out from the inside.
Sounds scary doesn't it? Fortunately, I'm much more selective with those victims whom I want to kill this way. I mostly let my little buddies spread an epidemic and watch a city fall as their inhabitants acquire symptoms like: headaches, chills, fever, joint pain and a gruesome rash. We may or may not have been the source of one of those zombie epidemics you so often
No one has ever been able to catch and quarantine me. I would simply let my saliva burn through any contraption they use to catch me. In fact, I've been so elusive, I've often been referred to as the Putrid Death. I've grown quite fond of that name actually...
Beware of your imminent death, stranger. I've decided to spare your life this one time, but the next time we meet, it's only a matter of days before you meet your final fate. Death awaits you.
Note: Anyone who sMails me with the disease and infectious organism from which Rick's story is based off of gets a free 5 Point Wizard Token from me! :) Have fun! I've left some hints that should help you figure it out ^_^
Credits
Overlay by awk
Profile by FallenSamurai
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