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Plutonomy has a minion!
Alfredo the Deadee
Alfredo the Deadee
Plutonomy
Legacy Name: Plutonomy
The
Graveyard FeliOwner: 30mm
Age: 15 years, 4 months, 1 week
Born: January 27th, 2011
Adopted: 15 years, 4 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: January 27th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 2
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 20
- Books Read: 20
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
the hoarse voice was saturated with a southern accent, robbed of everything but his startlingly dry humour.
"i think i'll do a rain dance to the sun god in my thanks. i was startin' to think i'd never touch dry land again. somethin' solid, that ain't the hull of a damned boat."
he was given the fond nickname of pluto because of how singular of a personality he had compared to the cocky or leery men around him. broad shouldered and bright eyed, he had the sharp wit that captains were made of; but his stark interest in anything prevented him from obtaining this desirable goal.
a modern day hades.
lighting a cigarette, the smoke snorted out of his nose in a steady stream before disbanding into curling tendrils of burnt rat poison and paper.
"i used to be such a nice person."
after 6 months of training and being shipped off, he was no longer the docile man who sobbed as he left his georgia ranch. nor was he deeply in love with the brash girl that he would have bent backwards to please - the only thing he loved now was when his friend would pass the bottle of whiskey in their horrid little fox hole.
"here we go again," his voice was a dull hum as the rapid round of gun fire began again.
it was 1944. america was losing the war.
Pet Treasure
Homemade Dark Rum
Shot of Whiskey
Sailors Delight
Whiskey