Information
Streamlined
Legacy Name: Streamlined
The
Steamwork SheetaOwner:
DaisyAge: 13 years, 6 months, 2 weeks
Born: October 3rd, 2010
Adopted: 13 years, 6 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: October 3rd, 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
|Egotistical| -|Lofty|- |Apathetic|-|Hypocrite|
Streamlined doesn't mind being called a judgmental metrosexual. He is what he is, and probably better looking than you. He smiles when you call him haughty and aloof, but don't DARE call him hedonistic. He is a very important proactive man who runs upper management in section 3-B on the eleventh floor of Macy's in Upstate, New York. He makes rising six figure salaries, but has only been able to take three vacations this year due to the idiots in middle management who can't handle a mere 63 hours/week. You wouldn't find him dead in last season's clothes, let alone items on a sale rack. Though he is not as wealthy as he'd like to be, he's already completed his bucket list at the ripe age of 34, and has nothing left to do but plan an elaborate funeral parade with no less than 600 mourners. Two white horses carrying the solid gold chariot in a cashmere-lined marble casket down Main street. He'll leave the rest to his son he adopted from Belize in an effort to seem more charitable. Because of his aforementioned attitude, he has hundreds of colleagues that give him whatever he wants, but no close friends. In his spare time, he "counsels" others in his proximity that he as known, and will personally berate them to make them into better people.
Streamlined doesn't mind being called a judgmental metrosexual. He is what he is, and probably better looking than you. He smiles when you call him haughty and aloof, but don't DARE call him hedonistic. He is a very important proactive man who runs upper management in section 3-B on the eleventh floor of Macy's in Upstate, New York. He makes rising six figure salaries, but has only been able to take three vacations this year due to the idiots in middle management who can't handle a mere 63 hours/week. You wouldn't find him dead in last season's clothes, let alone items on a sale rack. Though he is not as wealthy as he'd like to be, he's already completed his bucket list at the ripe age of 34, and has nothing left to do but plan an elaborate funeral parade with no less than 600 mourners. Two white horses carrying the solid gold chariot in a cashmere-lined marble casket down Main street. He'll leave the rest to his son he adopted from Belize in an effort to seem more charitable. Because of his aforementioned attitude, he has hundreds of colleagues that give him whatever he wants, but no close friends. In his spare time, he "counsels" others in his proximity that he as known, and will personally berate them to make them into better people.
Pet Treasure
Greaser Pocket Mirror
Angelic Mirror
Red Mirror
Pet Friends
Vibration
Get a real job! Honestly, if you'd just work a little harder you just might work your way to becoming my hairstylist.
Caleroth
Stop being such a victim, and suck it up. You honestly could have it worse. Just marry that little nymph you fawn over, and hire a live-in masseur for yourself.
Adrift
You disgust me. You want to believe you're a Geisha, when in reality you may as well tattoo your price per hour on your backside.
Coventry
Hey, Cupid. Tell Delilah over here to look up 'Bra' in the dictionary and tell emo boy to marry her. She can pass herself off as a housewife instead of a whore.
Arousing
Just deny your roots and elope with me. An attractive female mute is so hard to find. You'll compliment me well. Living an elaborate lie is better for you. The truth hasn't exactly set you free, has it?
Uncouth
Thank you for the beige convertable you sold me last week. You've done quite well for yourself as a Bachelor in England. Your daughter has no idea how fortunate she is. She'll be a fine young lady someday.
Decker
Dear God, not another one. Wasted youth is such a tragedy. This is what happens when you shoot up a school. Don't blame your inevitable demise on your father. Take that angsty outlook back to your cell you psycho.