Information


Bloodthrall_946 has a minion!

Experiment #46 the Barghest




Bloodthrall_946
Legacy Name: Bloodthrall_946


The Bloodred Velosotor
Owner: MistressMorbid

Age: 17 years, 7 months, 2 weeks

Born: September 11th, 2006

Adopted: 17 years, 7 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: September 11th, 2006 (Legacy)

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


h2 {display:none;}[style]#page, body, html {background:#131313;}#pet_image {border:2px solid #C00000}#pet_minion{position: relative;left: 360px;top: 0px;}#content { background:#000000; }#pet_treasure {position:relative; left:100px; width: 430px;}#page {margin:auto;}#column_2 {margin:auto;float:none;color:#CE1414;}body,font,td,div{color:#C00000;}a, a:link, a:visited, a:hover, a:active, .pet_name {color:#760C0C;}#content {-moz-border-radius: 10px;-webkit-border-radius: 10px;border:solid #600000;width:700px !important;height:100% !important;margin: auto;padding:0px;margin-top:50px;margin-bottom:20px;}#pet_info {padding-top:20px;min-width:230px;}div.center {text-align:center;margin:auto;}#menu, #sidebar, #header, #postcards, #footer, #rightbg, #bookmarks, #pet_friends, #column_3, .pet_age_info_date, .pet_age_info, .pet_wco_info, .pet_wco_info_date {display:none;}[/style]

The Laboratory.

It is where I was born…no, created. My life had no real value other than to exist as an experiment, a tool…a product. My body can attest to the scars and trials of their research, their excruciating tests.

They were never satisfied, never content with the results of their studies. They continued to delve, to improve, to modify. I was scarcely aware of what I had become. The days fused together into a mindless blur of pain and light. The scientists paid no heed to my surfacing anger. They could not know what they had created. They could not fathom the extent of their meddling…

Until I escaped.

The scientists paid dearly for their mistakes. The ragged stains of blood on my hide are tribute to this. That night the moon witnessed bloodshed like there has never been before. I was relentless. I was merciless…I was unstoppable.

This hatred that boils my blood drives me onward constantly. My mind burns with the detestation of all living things. Those scientists may be dead, but the countless others that soil the planet are mine and mine alone to deal with. Their corrupt mindset is shared by many others, and I intend to destroy them all. I feel no pain, I know no fear. I am vengeance personified.

You have no hope.

Pet Treasure


Bloodred Baster

Bloodred Mouse

Bloodred Gloves

Bloodred Laptop

Pet Friends