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Daydream the Bibli


The Custom Common Experiment #4423
Owner: Buttercream

Age: 4 years, 8 months, 3 weeks

Born: December 1st, 2014

Adopted: 4 years, 8 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: December 5th, 2014

Pet Spotlight Winner
March 23rd, 2016


  • Level: 1
  • Strength: 10
  • Defense: 7
  • Speed: 10
  • Health: 10
  • HP: 10/10
  • Intelligence: 0
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed

It started with a single taste. Well, a munch really. I’ll leave the semantics to someone more knowledgeable but I became a self-proclaimed book worm after that very first nibble.

A couple days ago my mum left me and my 41 siblings in an abandoned manor with an impressive library. On the pages of a moldy leather bound Encyclopaedia Britannica, I hatched and took that fated bite. The thick paper tasted like brittle dust infused with hints of jasmine, collected after decades of blossoming, and enlightenment. I consumed the written word and learned much of the world I would never experience. The history of exotic Egypt and its ancient hieroglyphics, the inner workings of clocks and cogs, the current practices and theory of musick. The fat volume I feasted on lasted but two days before I had to seek more sustenance.

My siblings chose not to discriminate against the types of books they feasted on. I, however, took my time choosing my next meal. I deliberately took tiny nibbles of various books, sampling each page till I found something appetizing. I preferred my culinary literature to be of the seafaring variety, especially those with a pirate flare. There was just something divine about the gritty, salty flavouring those pages embodied. Such deliciousness just for me!

I was oblivious to the passage of time and the destruction my insatiable appetite caused. In a lazy eye blink, my siblings and I grew plump on the irreplaceable books that nourished our metamorphosing bodies. I bore a special place among my beloved nautical pages, spinning a cocoon of silken threads about my body.

A sound sleep claimed my mind and I dreamed of pirate ships made of paper mache and cloth sails with jumbled words splashed across the fabric, splashing across chartreuse seas. I paid little heed to my transformation, preferring to indulge in my whimsical fantasies until it was too late. And so I stayed, burrowed deeply in the only book I had ever loved, with nothing but eternity and my infinite imagination to keep me company.

Profile Art: Neha/Eo
Profile & Code: Athene
Art: LostBell@dA
Story: Buttercream

Pet Treasure

Pop-Up Book of Pirates

Ship in a Bottle

Shipwreck Plushie

Book of Sea Shanties

Dangerous Pirate Map

Pirate Treasure Chest

Tattered and Bloody Pirate Flag

Pirate Cutlass Sticker

Sunken Ship Terrarium

Treasure Map Sticker

Barnacle Brittle

Ocean Grit

Elmos Flask

Seashell Memento



Ugly Mermaid Beanbag


Ancient Battle Anchor

Barnacle-Encrusted Whale Beanbag

Pet Friends