Xavion has a minion!

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The Nightmare Serpenth
Owner: Skull

Age: 11 years, 3 months, 4 days

Born: September 3rd, 2008

Adopted: 4 years, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: November 15th, 2015

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  • Level: 11
  • Strength: 20
  • Defense: 11
  • Speed: 10
  • Health: 11
  • HP: 11/11
  • Intelligence: 10
  • Books Read: 10
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Register Clerk

Xavion tears into the driveway, knocking his bag to the floor. He takes the front steps two at a time and rips open the door. "That's it, we're moving! Start packing, Renton!" He pulls some trash bags out of the drawer and starts to empty the contents of the silverware drawer as Renton runs in. "What?! Why are we moving? What if Papa comes home and can't find us?" Xavion stops and stoops down putting a hand on Renton's shoulder. "I just think a fresh start would be good for us. You know, get out of this house where... where your Papa left us. If he does come back, he can call me." He hoped Renton would buy that response, they had to get out of this town before he found out the real reason.

The truth was Leland had been...missing for a week, and people were starting to speculate about his absence from work. There were only so many more pestering questions and consoling hugs Xavion had the patience for. They needed to get out before people started looking for him, searching for answers. Xavion sat at the table with his son and tried to calm him down. "How about I heat up a pizza, and we can talk about this?" Renton slumped in his chair and agreed.

They talked for an hour and spent the next week packing up their house.

Why did Leland have to go and cheat on him? Leland had been coming home late all week. He said that he was just swamped at work, and even though Leland's boss said that was true, Xavion knew. He knew he was cheating on him. He arranged a sleepover for Renton over at a friends house and camped out on the sofa waiting for Leland to come home. He was going to stay up all night if it meant getting the truth out of him.

Close to midnight Leland came home, and exhaustively plopped down on the loveseat. "Let me guess, another long day at work?" Xavion asked, cocking his head to the side. Leland sat up. "What's with the attitude? Yes, it was another long day, but my boss says we're almost done." Xavion started to pace the room. "When are going to stop lying, and tell me the truth?!" He stormed out of the room and Leland relaxed a little back in his seat.

Xavion came back into the room, and stood behind the loveseat Leland was on. "I'll ask one last time. Where were you?" Leland slouched his shoulders, and sighed. "I was at work, like I told you. If you don't want to believe me right now, you can call my boss tomorrow to hear it from him." And with that, Xavion brought the axe he was holding, down on Leland's head.

Basic Information


Xavion Martin

Date of birth:

Sept. 3



Star sign:







Some college



Relationship status:


Career path:


Physical Characteristics







Hair color:



Long & wavy



Face shape:




Distinguishing marks:

Scratch on the cheek


Positive Characteristics:

creative, smart

Negative Characteristics:

untrustworthy, violent


baking, meditation, watching YouTube videos, photography, vandalising bus stops, blogging, escapology, playing video games, attending museums, murder, bowling, jogging



at Studi-oo!
2008-2011 - resigned


from 2011-2016

Art Teacher

at The Quite Splendid Studio - 2016-present


Leland and I fostered a few babies before him, but they all cried too much. Renton rarely cried, the perfect baby. He was a chubby six month old when we got him, and his adoption was finalized when he was two years old. My only regret about killing Leland is the pain I've caused Renton. I hope he never discovers the truth.
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Story written by Skull.

Pet Treasure

Empty Champagne Bottle

Free Beer



35mm Camera

Murderous Morostide Cutouts

Burnt Photograph


Vibrant Blue Spray Paint

White Rad Game System

Original Gamer Control

Twilight Gamepet

Black Bowling Ball

Black GPS Watch

Black No Sweat Headband

Subject Standard Issue Straitjacket

Winsome Rogue Broken Handcuff

Love Stories of Sorrow and Despair

Tattered Wedding Photo Album

Woodcutter Axe

Nightmare Journal

Pet Friends

I don't know why Papa left us. Now go back to sleep.