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Portchia
Legacy Name: Portchia

The

Spectrum Bumbus
Owner: MorningCrepes

Age: 15 years, 8 months, 1 week

Born: January 7th, 2011

Adopted: 15 years, 8 months ago

Adopted: January 20th, 2011

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 11
HP: 10/11
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Toys Played: 0
Job: Unemployed

The Rosy Maple moth girl

Portchia

Dorky, bubbly, happy, shy, clueless.

The girl was the type to wander into antique stores often. In fact, though she took joy in almost everything, they were one of her favourite places to frequent. Usually every Saturday she took a stroll downtown and popped into thrift stores and antique stores, always looking for a treasure at a bargain. Many people could go their whole lives in this routine and not become friends with the store employees, but not Portchia. When she walked an antique store, she fell easily into conversation with Burt, the large, sweaty man who worked the dim counter. Their voices floated through the crowded store. Burt, who usually swore and flicked through magazines, was now laughing and joking. Their conversation was short, though, and he let the girl wander, as she preferred to sift alone.

She was pretty, but a little too cuckoo to seem attractive. The majority of her was pink, but the overall impression she left was of a dizzying kaleidoscope of colors. Her blonde hair was long, longer than what was typically accepted as normal in society, and put into a ponytail that was loose and pulled over her shoulder. Oversized purple winged glasses rested over her sweet face. Fuzzy green antennae which looked like soft fir branches poked from her hairline. Most notably, she had four hot pink arms and translucent, shimmery wings. Her lower set of arms were tucked into the pockets of her ugly floral print muumuu style dress. She wore an orange hoodie over this, and belted brown boots that somewhat clashed, and yet somehow didn't, with her ethereal air. A touchable gray ruff, of longer fur than the fuzz that covered her face and arms, encircled her neck.

Art by Pearl