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Glampire has a minion!
Minion the Tumble Cat
Minion the Tumble Cat
Glampire
Legacy Name: Glampire
The
Spectrum RuffieOwner:
FrellaAge: 14 years, 2 months, 3 weeks
Born: January 30th, 2010
Adopted: 8 years, 3 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: January 10th, 2016
Statistics
- Level: 2
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 23
- Books Read: 23
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Manure Processor
Made specifically to remind me of my lovely dog, Conchita.
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PastGlampire yawned and opened his eyes. Drip, drip, drip, drip. Where was that noise coming from? He looked above his head and and drop of water splashed on his nose. He sneezed and banged his head on the roof above. But he wasn'tin a house, in fact, he was in a crate. It was small and cramped and Glampire felt nauseous, even thought the crate had three largeholes to allow him to get fresh air. Another drop of water splashed in his crate and he tried to stay out of its way. The crate suddendly rattled like crazy, and Glampire braced himself. The whole ride had been horrible.He was woken up earlier that day and put into this crate and stashed away in a huge machine looking thing. The crate was thrown around, and he banged his head a few times on the sides.It was a terrifying experience, he had yelped out for help but no one answered. It was like someone had just left him to rot. Glampire didn't have an amazing life back home. It wasn't much of a home anyway; he lived in a house with 10 other dogs and rarely got fed. Their owner had abandoned them, but a few months had pasted and Glampire was taken away.And now, he was here. As his crate rattled some more, a loud noise filled the air. It hurt his ears, and sounded like a monster was going to eat him up. He covered her face and heldhis breath as the noise got louder. His crate stopped rattling, but the noise didn't go away. The crate was lifted and Glampire tried to hold onto anything, but there was nothing.The crate was thrown again into a pile, and the sudden impact made Glampire squeak loudly. "Whoa, what was that?" Glampire's body tensed up at the sound of a voice; the loud monster noise was still going and didn't sound like it was going to let up. "Hey, I think there's an animal in here! Come check it out Marty!" The noise started to fade away, and Glampire felt his crate being carried. The crate top was pryed off and the sudden brightness blinded him. "Aw look. It's a puppy!" Glampire blinked a few times and looked up. Two big, pink faces stared down on him. He saw their teeth and shivered; they look so...awkward. One was tall and had a long face,the other was fat and had big, blue eyes. They both had a patch of fur on their heads, and they both smiled. "Better take this lil' darlin' to the lost n' found." A hand came down and picked Glampire up, and he found himself in the palm of the huge hand. "Dawww, lookit. He's such a lil' runt." The thing scratched Glampire behind his ears, and he felt his heart feel funny. He had never been...pet before. He closed his eyes, and was clearly content.He took one look behind him, and saw the big machine. It had two wings and he swore it said, "Dashing Airlines" on the side. He turned back towardsthe creature and it patted his head lovingly. "Actually, I think I'll take this home with me, Sara will be thrilled to see this little dog." Glampire sniffed the creature's fingers, it smelled of butterscotch and he licked them. Maybe, he had finally found his home. | PresentHis name has no meaning really. But he does like that it kinda rhymes with "vampire". His favorite past times are: sleeping, eating bacon, begging for food, stealing scraps, and chasing his own tail. He's a regular lil' pup, and acts like he doesn't want attention but in reality he really adores attention. He loves plushies. Can't get enough of them! Of course, he's very picky with them. Glampire also has a soft spot for Waven; No one knows why, but he just seems attached to Waven, while in the meantime, Waven goes out of his way to ignore Glampire. Such a weird relationship. Glampire also loves adventures, and regularly goes out and runs around Subeta. He's a very affectionate creature, and enjoys watching romantic comedies. No castaway, no survivor I ain't lost and this ain't shipwrecked I feel small in this big wide world |
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Pet Friends
Waven
Why so melancholy, love? Don't forget that I heart you! :B
Irias
You're so bright! it hurts my eyes D:
Khanoe
Nyaaa! Another dog?! But I wanted to be the only oneeeee. /whine