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Zosana has a minion!

Bladewing the Hummingbird

Zosana
Legacy Name: Zosana

The

Common Magnus
Owner:

OtakuOokami

Age: 17 years, 2 months, 2 weeks

Born: February 11th, 2007

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

Adopted: February 11th, 2007 (Legacy)

Nominate Pet for Spotlight

Statistics

Level: 132
Strength: 331
Defense: 331
Speed: 329
Health: 344
HP: 344/344
Intelligence: 16
Books Read: 10
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Weapons Expert

Personal Stats:
Class: Fighter
Personality: Cold on the outside, Warm on the inside
Strength: Great physical strength and stamina
Weakness: Can't resist the urge to destroy expensive things
Theme Song: "Bodies" by Drowning Pool
Video: Wonder Woman's Day Off

Art: Something OtakuOokami Scribbled, Same Scribble, only colored, Another of Ookami's scribbles

So, I was cleaning my guns. I like to keep them clean, they shoot better that way, and it's not like I clean them while they're loaded. Idiots who clean their guns while they're loaded shouldn't have freakin' guns. You know what they should have? A punch in the face, that's what they should have. Anyway, that's when I heard a knock on the door. I huffed and put my sniper rifle's sight back down on the desk. I hate when people interrupt me when I'm busy.

"What do you want?!" I yelled, turning around to face the door.

"Zosana, it's Friday night!" Chi's voice called from the other side, "More importantly, it's Ladies' Night down at Marizmo! Me, Mo, and Ookami are headed down there! Come on, free drinks!!"

I sighed and stomped over to the door, opening it partially to see the blond Paralix standing there in some skin-tight pleather pants and a skimpy, sequined tube top, grinning back at me. No one sees the inside of my room...no one. "I'm not going, Chi," I said, "Drunk losers hitting on me isn't my idea of 'fun.'"

"Suit yourself," Chi said, "but you really shouldn't spend your Friday nights locked up here like a nun. A nun with a freaking arsenal, but a nun."

"Just go have your little fun, Chi," I said flatly, "Don't call me unless you need me to break, kill, maim, or destroy something." With that, I slammed the door shut and went back to cleaning my guns. I'd pop by the club later to bust up the pervs trying to feel my girls up but, for now, I had work to do.