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Canopus has a minion!

the Bunny Costumed Kitty

Canopus
Legacy Name: Canopus

The

Custom Chibi Experiment #1347
Owner: haku

Age: 7 years, 8 months, 6 days

Born: July 11th, 2018

Adopted: 5 years, 4 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: November 8th, 2020

Statistics

Level: 13
Strength: 20
Defense: 14
Speed: 8
Health: 21
HP: 17/21
Intelligence: 16
Books Read: 16
Food Eaten: 1
Job: Register Supervisor

BG by x | overlay by dalice | profile by haku

I DON’T REMEMBER when I was born. I’d like to think I just began to exist, but I must have had parents at one point. Still, these days, I fantasize that I have a family: the scientist with mousy-brown hair and kind eyes was my mother, and the white-haired man in a black suit was my father. The books I collected over the years were designated for children, but they were my only link to the outside world. People had families. Kids went to a place called school. You hung out with friends. There was a place called the PLAYGROUND. You could read endless books in a library. Or watch a movie. All things I could never dream to have, because you see, I live in a room. It has one small slit of a window at the very top. I get a little bit of sunlight that way, and occasionally, I’d be allowed to lay in the YARD, which was a small patch of grass OUTSIDE. That was only if I was on GOOD behavior and did not scream or fight or cuss or complain. It didn’t happen as often as I’d like, because the experiments were mostly painful. If I was lucky, I’d pass out. More than usual, I did not.

Which meant I had to endure what medications they wanted to give. Or sometimes they’d zap me. Other days it was nice, because they’d put food in a room full of walls and ask me to find it. I don’t know how I did — the smell was so overpowering, but I found it in minutes — and they always seemed excited when I did that. ANYHOW, one day I woke up with an extra head. How did I know it was extra? I happened to catch a glance of my face once — I was allowed no mirrors, but they had polished one metal wall a bit too well, and I saw myself (which is forbidden, apparently). Thick, wavy clumps of white hair hung to my shoulder, and a pair of red eyes stared back at me. I was mostly pale. I had dark circles under my eyes. My teeth were crooked and yellow. I cracked a smile and looked uncomfortable. But that’s how I found out I only had one head, so when I woke up and felt another one, I knew it was the second. The scientists — or so they call themselves — didn’t look surprised at all. They examined my second head and determined she was in “good working order”, or whatever that meant.