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Stoutheart has a minion!

Pharaoh the Anubi




Stoutheart
Legacy Name: Stoutheart


The Common Experiment #56192
Owner: Yachiru

Age: 6 years, 9 months, 4 weeks

Born: July 12th, 2017

Adopted: 5 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: January 24th, 2019

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Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 7
     
  • Defense: 7
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 6
     
  • Books Read: 5
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Kennel Cleaner


''Not even the crashing of the sea waves during a thunderstorm could waver the strong heart she has.''

''I sometimes wondered if there were others like me. Does that mean if there are..that we don't deserve happiness?''

''I always loved going to the ocean. The sound of the crashing waves made my heart pound fiercely. I don't remember where I came from, or why I look the way I do. All I can remember is waking up and seeing the endless ocean before me. I have been on my own for ages. Long enough for me to think nothing out there was like me. Until I met him''

The skies overhead were dark and gloomy, soon it was going to thunderstorm. Making her way to the lush jungle area of what she believed to be an island. Why else would there be an ocean some land and a lush jungle? Hearing the crackling of thunder made her pick up her pace. Ears pinned down Stout made her way into the dense but beautiful jungle. Why she never ventured to this part of the so called island was beyond her. She didn't think she had any reason to. However something about today made it different. She wanted to find someone..anyone. Please oh please don't let me be the only one here. While she was quickening her pace the first raindrop fell on her nose, then another. Before she knew it the thunderstorm rolled over the island. Stout hated the loud noise that thunder made. A crash of lightening illuminated her figure as she began to run, only to stumble over a tree root and roll down a muddy hill, bumping right into something. Rather..someone shaking her head Stout carefully stood up. The way she could see things was through the two teardrop like jewels that were attached to her head by some antennae looking things. Sometimes they could project images into her jewel like eyes but not always, thus she relied on them. Before her was Ciro. The creature loomed over her. Stout was not sure if she should be happy or regret the fact that she wished to meet someone like her..

There was silence. It was as if the other was looking right into her soul. Frightened she got her footing and tried to run however the creature let out a high piercing screech, throwing her back against a nearby tree. Crying out she fell to the damp grass. ''You are with them are you not? Have you come to claim your prize?'' Prize? Them? Her head was spinning from being thrown back against a tree how would she know what the heck this other creature was talking about? ''N-no! I mean..I don't know what I'm doing here...I was in search of something else..like me. And then I uhm explored a bit and found you.'' The other creature held his head high, walking around her. He still was analyzing her. ''I see. So you are just another abomination? You have my sympathies. That was the one word she hated..the one word she never wanted to hear. It's as if that word triggered fragmented memories. Startling Ciro , her voice boomed with the clap of thunder. HOW DARE YOU! her paws hit the ground, causing a tremor to happen. Before she knew it her claw had marked Ciro's closed eye. Looking down at her claws she shivered seeing the freshly drawn blood. Somehow she started to remember. The tests..all the pain. They wanted her to get revenge for them. When she denied...they threw her away.

Stoutheart was also created by the cult of failed creatures that wanted revenge. She used to be an regular anglerfish. The cult of failures thought that if they harnessed power of the sea, combined with flight they would be unstoppable. It was trying to harness flight that brought them to their downfall. They figured somehow they would convince Stout to agree with their plan once they got the power of flight.

Coming back to her senses she blinked a couple times her vision blurred. In front of her was Ciro with his head down closed eye bleeding. Little did she know from that one swipe Ciro knew what happened to her. It was one of his abilities, knew founded but his. He felt ashamed for jumping to conclusions. Shaking her head back and forth Stout began to run. Run to the sea. Run to her home. Each step she took was a thud. She ran hard and fast. Ciro cursed to himself but called out after her. To Stout it was just a distant cry. Ciro knew he wouldn't be able to catch up with her on foot..so he did something he thought he'd never do. Stretching out his wings, he rocketed to the sky , hot on Stout's trail. Once her paws hit the water she felt at home. The ocean! Happily she let the waves devour her. However she no longer had her gills. The one place she thought she still belonged to was taken from her, just like that. Letting out a flurry of bubbles, she allowed herself to sink. What place did she have anyway? To just live an existence full of failures? As her eyes half lidded she saw something..rather someone, Ciro had nose dived straight down to where he saw Stout be swallowed up by the waves. Things went black.

The storm had calmed down and now it was turning dusk, the sun appearing for a moment for the sunset. Opening her eyes Stout felt disgusting water in her throat, coughing and hacking her tear like censors were moving around getting her bearings. He was there. The ocean breeze ruffling his fur. He spoke his gaze not wavering from the sea. ''I know what happened to you. Those..things..those failures are no more. I am sorry you can no longer be your true form. I at least can still fly.. A single tear streaked down from his closed eye. Feeling the pain Stout had been through. Stout wanted to speak, she wanted to say so much..to say she was sorry for hurting him. Instead, she simply leaned up and licked the tear away from his eye. She had been home all along.

Currently Stout lives in the Laboratory with Ciro. The same place that brought failures now brought new hopes and dreams. Even if they were the only two on that tiny deserted island, as long as they had each other they would be fine...just fine.

Notes about Stout. In exchange for having her gills taken away she has gained a tremendous amount of strength and speed. If angry she can cause tremors right under her paws. Her gills were taken as punishment for not joining the group at first. She will always love the ocean.

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