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Daemon The Priggle
Legacy Name: Daemon The Priggle

The Twilight Priggle
Owner: OtakuOokami

Age: 13 years, 4 months, 4 weeks

Born: November 26th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 4 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: November 26th, 2010

Statistics

• Level: 10
   
• Strength: 18
   
• Defense: 26
   
• Speed: 15
   
• Health: 26
   
• HP: 26/26
   
• Intelligence: 50
   
• Books Read: 50
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Professional Shusher

I did not go looking for Mach because I missed him. I don't even like him. I have some respect for him as a rival, but that's it. Really. The reason I went looking for him is because Rosey came to me, worried sick about that idiot. She told me that she hadn't seen him in a few months and asked me if I had seen him around. Of course I hadn't, and thank goodness. But Rosey was afraid something horrible might have happened to him, and that made me mad. He may not like her the way she likes him, but that gives him no right to make her worry about him!! I hate to see girls upset, it reminds me of... Well, things I'm trying to put behind me, let's put it that way. Let's just say there was a girl I cared about like a sister and bad things happened to her. DON'T ASK ME ANY MORE OR I'LL BREAK YOUR KNEECAPS!!!

Anyway, that's why I decided to help Rosey find Mach. We soon found out the last time he was spotted what when Dr. Blackmoon made that challenge a while back. Knowing Mach, he must have gone up to the Doctor's space station, so Rosey and I decided to pay him a visit. I managed to pull a few strings at SAI to get us a shuttle and a few...supplies...for myself in case our welcome was less than warm. Needless to say, I was right about Dr. Blackmoon's lack of hospitality. We were greeted by an army of robots and several laser turrets firing right at us. Rosey and I fought our way through for a while, but then I got tired of playing around and blasted the remaining robots with a Randomness Burst. Rosey called it overkill...I call it cutting to the chase.

Once that was over and done, we broke into the Doctor's lab, where he was working on some sort of Dooms Day device...his typical nonsense. His grandfather would be ashamed if he saw the way he carries on. I blasted the machine with a Randomness Lance and he turned around, fussing about us meddling Priggles...the usual. I told him to shut up and hand Mach over so that I could give him a thorough beating (I was getting annoyed by then).

"Oh, is that all you want?" the Doctor asked, "Well then, why didn't you say so! I've decided to turn over a new leaf so Mach and I have...set aside our differences these past few months. He's right through that door, munching chili dogs and relaxing. We've become wonderful friends, he and I!"

Dr. Blackmoon lead the way into another room of the lab. I had my suspicions, but Rosey rushed headlong into the situation like she normally does, hammer at the ready to "punish" Mach for making her worry about him. When we entered the room, however, it was empty. A trap, great. A huge machine popped up and activated, swirling red and orange lights filling what started out as a void in a large, metal hoop. The machine began to pull us into the vortex. Rosey got sucked in first, and I grabbed her hand, hanging onto the rim of the machine as I tried to pull us both out... That didn't work out, though. I lost my grip and we were soon flying through the flashing vortex.

The next thing I knew, we were falling to the ground. We landed in a hay stack, not far from a large bonfire. Walking away from it...was Mach! He was with some huge Celinox and a Demi in a kilt, talking, laughing, eating a freaking chili dog... LIKE NOTHING WAS WRONG!!! Rosey ran over and hugged him and, before she could lay into him, I Randomness Ordered myself over there and roundhouse kicked him in the back of the head and gave him my own two Sp...and a good, solid punch in the face. That's when the Celinox pulled a sword on me and the Demi tried to get me to "talk about my feelings" without knocking the crap out of Mach.

As it turned out, Mach had been staying with these strangers...and the even stranger strangers they live with...the entire time. He wasn't even working to earn his keep. He was just doing what he normally does (running around like an ADHD patient off his meds, looking for trouble) while skipping his chores and mooching off of girls! Rosey and I were allowed to move in as well while a way for the three of us to get home is being devised. I was offered a nicer room, but I took the attic instead. It's out of the way so no one bugs me and spooky enough that no one would want to go up there anyway. Besides, why get too comfortable? I'm leaving as soon as we can go home anyway...

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