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Swirlie Latte has a minion!

Minion the Zodiac Dragon Spirit




Swirlie Latte
Legacy Name: Swirlie Latte


The Spectrum Paralix
Owner: Blackpassion777

Age: 13 years, 8 months, 4 weeks

Born: September 5th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 8 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: September 5th, 2010

Statistics


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


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Basics

Full Name:Miirage
Age: Unknown
Current Residence: Prism
Orientation: Unknown
Nationality: Unknown
Eye color:red and green
Type of hair:thick, black
Hairstyle:---
Body type/built: slim, toned muscle; small stature.

Favorites

Favorite color: No particular
Favorite music: Classical

General Information

This double-sided spirit has two personalities, or rather, a split in his soul that push and pull for dominance. His reflection is always his inverted self, be it water or a mirror. Both sides have the power to give and take color from the world as they please.

Personality

Loner ~ Submissive ~ Pessimistic ~ Thoughtful ~ Introverted ~ Quiet and Reserved ~ Vengeful ~ Resilient

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His Story


The blood was thick on the floor, sticky and red as it lay out before us like a sick masterpiece. She's dead. It was a fact and no tears or action was ever going to bring her back. But logic meant shit to me right now. I wanted revenge.

My rage fueled my counterpart, bringing him back to reality, his fingers curling into our palm until they drew blood. The pain was a familiar anchor as my priorities became clear, “Let me out.”

His words were a quiet hiss, “Why?”

My words were flat with indifference, “I'm going to find the one that did this. And he's going to die.”

“What makes you think I'm going to let you have the satisfaction?”

I told him what he already knew, “Because despite all your rage and all your violence you still can't bring yourself to kill.”

He slowly sunk to his knees with a defeated sigh, “I hate you.”

“LET ME FREE!!” his fingers twitched at our side. My desire to kill flooded what was left of his heart. I felt the tears wet our cheeks, cold rivets dampening our skin as he fell back and let me have control. My entire world became one very real desire. This man was going to die, and I was going to enjoy it.

My voice was soft as I brought us to our feet, “Thank you.”



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“I watch my counterpart with envy; his rage gives him life, while my heart rots in my chest”

































Pet Treasure


Patchwork Trenchcoat

Spectrum Six-Shooter

Rainbow Quill

Pet Friends


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