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Tallahassee_765
Legacy Name: Tallahassee_765


The Common Warador
Owner: Sparrow_647

Age: 14 years, 7 months

Born: October 7th, 2009

Adopted: 14 years, 3 months, 5 days ago

Adopted: February 2nd, 2010

Statistics


  • Level: 12
     
  • Strength: 30
     
  • Defense: 30
     
  • Speed: 28
     
  • Health: 28
     
  • HP: 28/28
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


#pet_image {background-image: url('http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y216/i_eat_emo/29vfcz5-2.jpg');width: 200px;height: 229px;}[center]It was only two weeks after Patient Zero took a bite out of an infected burger, when Tallahassee found himself cornered by a snapping, snarling zombie, who was drooling at the chance to taste his flesh. The undead predator looked like he might have been a construction worker of some sort before he was turned. He had a bullet hole through the side of his helmet, too bad the poor soul who shot him had bad aim.
Tallahassee was backed up against a wall, and it looked like there was no way out, when he remembered the long black Mag Light he had in his back pocket. Tallahassee whipped it out and spun it easily in his hand; tossed it back and forth between his right and left hands, daring the hungry zombie to come forward. The zombie bared his teeth and gave a kind of sick grin, if you could call it that, and lunged toward Tallahassee, focusing intently on his extended arms. He ran full force, shaking his head wildly as he ran, so that his hat flew off and bounced off of a nearby light pole. 'Perfect...' Tal thought to himself. Tallahassee stood his ground and reared back, and with great force plunged the flash light deep into the zombie's lowered head as he charged toward him. The skull caved easily, giving way to the blunt flash light as though it were going through Jell-o. The zombie crumpled at Tallahassee's feet, giving a final grunt before he faded away forever. Tallahassee looked around, and seeing that there were no more undead for him to kill, kicked dust in the dead zombie's face and shook his head heavily.
"That HAS to be Zombie Kill of the Week," Tallahassee said to himself, and walked away with his hands thrust deep in his pockets.

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Pet profile by Revel

Pet Treasure


Severely Rusted Mutilation Shears

Useless Rusty Knife

Zombebe

Terre

Bone Handled Skinning Knife

Snakeskin Hat Band

Infected Subeta

Zombie Survival Kit

Survivors Shotgun Shell Belt

Freshly Picked Pumpkin

Pet Friends