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December


The Arid Mahar
Owner: MONSTER

Age: 14 years, 5 months, 2 weeks

Born: October 13th, 2009

Adopted: 3 years, 6 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: September 5th, 2020

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


Voltaire
The Dealer Demon

Once known for his beauty and pride, Voltaire liked new and special ideas. It's why he became a deal demon to begin with, but he quickly found humans decidedly boring. "How can you possibly take some of those deals?" he would rant to his fellow demons, "If I'm going to collect a soul, it should offer me something fun and exciting!"

That was, until a young woman with wild black hair came to him and asked for a deal. "I want to become a rock n' roll star." she told him. "I wanna change the world with my music."

Now, Voltaire had not paid attention to human music for the last couple of centuries, so he was intrigued. "Show me."

And she did.

She whipped out an electric guitar and sang her heart, or should he say, soul out. He fell in love with the musical style, never having heard such a thing in his life. "You've got a deal," he says, taking her hand with a grin.

That had been 1956.

The world ended on December 16, 1980.

Now Voltaire stands at the edge of what had once been a bustling city, his once beautiful skin full of gashes and sores, eyes a dim, unnatural green. All because of human greed.

"You know angel, when you asked if I wanted to fix it I thought you meant something fun, like our underlying sexual tension." He scrunches up his nose in disgust as a cockroach scurries along his boot. He glances at his companion, who looked nothing but determined to complete her impossible mission.

"I didn't think you meant trying to help this damn planet." He motions towards what was left of earth with a frustrated noise. "I mean, what is there left to save? mutated dogs?"

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art by: Jesus

Pet Treasure


Dystopian Weathered Leather Jacket

Pet Friends


1980
Ugh, out of all the records to survive, it just had to be a Journey one.