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Soiree M. has a minion!

Alba Meira the Twiddlesticks

Alba Meira the Twiddlesticks
Soiree M.
Legacy Name: Soiree M.
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Owner: Metalman
Age: 17 years, 11 months, 5 days
Born: April 13th, 2008
Adopted: 17 years, 11 months, 5 days ago (Legacy)
Adopted: April 13th, 2008 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 20
- Strength: 32
- Defense: 31
- Speed: 31
- Health: 31
- HP: 31/31
- Intelligence: 6
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Stock Worker
Fandom: King of Fighters
Mode of combat: Shoot Caporeia
Birthday: June 6th
Blood Type: O
Birthplace: Germany
Hobbies: Making silver accessories
Personal Treasure: His twin brother Alba, a photo of his parents
Favorite Food: unknown
Dislikes: rats
Forte in Sports: Darts.
Soiree is the wild, troublesome twin. When he and Alba were 14, they broke out of an orphanage together and ran away to Southtown.
"Party time is all the time, man!"
Judaiem. I don`t know that name, and yet I know it.
Apparently Alba and I were once one entity. Judaiem/Eudaiem. That...It`s what Luise said.She's not from this world, Luise Meyrink isn`t. And maybe, just maybe, Alba`s and my souls weren`t either.
But it doesn`t matter. I have to help my brother keep the peace in the Underground of Southtown. After all, he`s the king. But I call him Alby. He`d probably kill me for that but I don`t mind. I can`t think of a better way to go. Except maybe while screwin`. Or partyin`.
Mode of combat: Shoot Caporeia
Birthday: June 6th
Blood Type: O
Birthplace: Germany
Hobbies: Making silver accessories
Personal Treasure: His twin brother Alba, a photo of his parents
Favorite Food: unknown
Dislikes: rats
Forte in Sports: Darts.
Soiree is the wild, troublesome twin. When he and Alba were 14, they broke out of an orphanage together and ran away to Southtown.
"Party time is all the time, man!"
Judaiem. I don`t know that name, and yet I know it.
Apparently Alba and I were once one entity. Judaiem/Eudaiem. That...It`s what Luise said.She's not from this world, Luise Meyrink isn`t. And maybe, just maybe, Alba`s and my souls weren`t either.
But it doesn`t matter. I have to help my brother keep the peace in the Underground of Southtown. After all, he`s the king. But I call him Alby. He`d probably kill me for that but I don`t mind. I can`t think of a better way to go. Except maybe while screwin`. Or partyin`.
Pet Treasure

Bag of Nuclear Chocolates

Bag of Galactic Chocolates

Sun Popoko Plushie

Angel Wings

Gallowing

Puka Shell Bracelet

Puka Shell Necklace

Dark Hemp Bead Necklace

Aeon

Fake Light Sword of Justice

