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Gunther has a minion!
Poe the Brokenhearted Kitty
Poe the Brokenhearted Kitty
Gunther
Legacy Name: The Minion
The
Common HarvesterOwner:
StolasAge: 13 years, 1 week, 1 day
Born: April 27th, 2011
Adopted: 13 years, 1 week, 1 day ago
Adopted: April 27th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 139
- Strength: 345
- Defense: 345
- Speed: 236
- Health: 343
- HP: 193/343
- Intelligence: 834
- Books Read: 781
- Food Eaten: 2927
- Job: Lead Librarian
(infodumps until I get around to making toyhouse pages, dont mind me)
Once "somebody's harvester", Minion (a name endearingly given to him by his first person when they where a child) runs a somewhat exclusive underground library in Shadowglen. Having an impressive amount of literature of subjects of all and any matter he will only give out a library card to those whom he can sense would not abuse power. He had chosen a young child whom he found abandoned in a cabin, their young widowed mother had died in bed from fever. He did take the child to be cared for by a human family, but remained as a guardian to them. Wanting the child to know everything about the world, he exclusively devoted his life into seeking out only the very best material to gift them. But the child grew older, and in moments of pier pressure was befriending the wrong crowd. The child eventually grew to be an adult, deceiving and untrustworthy. They decided to apply their vast knowledge their otherworldly tutor taught for very deceptive things, much to Minion's disbelief and horror. His person became rich by means of cheating and lying, they knew exactly how to do so. But eventually somebody caught on, and once his person found out they murdered the one whom confronted them. His person got caught and was sentenced to death after proven guilty; his person had hid their wealth for him to find and keep. Minion felt a tremendous amount of guilt, for a few years he cut himself off from most and after the hiatus he made the unusual decision of making himself completely visible to others. However, he secluded himself into a library he opened, one containing all of the literature he had collected for his person. When he gets time for himself he works on a novel, one meant to be a trilogy about angels who take over the earth in some dystopian reality.
Blatantly very antisocial and cynical; other than with a very select few he keeps to himself as much as he possibly can. Uneasily impressed, bitterly sarcastic, and very much a deadpan snarker. While he'll reap the occasional soul out of some hapless nobody every one in awhile just out of boredom, he's surprisingly collective and calm, rarely ever losing his temper no matter what he's putting up with; his general snark allowing him to retaliate with great comebacks. Though, this isn't so much true pacifism as much as it's him not finding you worth his time and energy. He already would find one's stupidity speaking volumes just by the fact they chose to pick a fight with one whom can very easily steal their soul. Though Minion isn't one who you'd want to anger either; when pushed to his limits or if somebody harms one who's close to him, he will get extremely defensive. And he can get pretty damn terrifying when infuriated.
He's very hard-working and devoted to doing a good job when running his library and working on his novel. When not on the job he's much less stern and uptight, though all being said he still strongly dislikes being around others besides that certain few. For the most part Minion tends to stay away from places that have large crowds, such as clubs or parties. He will go to a bar with a friend or associate, though. Being somewhat old-fashioned, he prefers to do things without the use of technology when he can, his library even being void of such besides a few typewriters. He really one keeps a phone to contact his few associates and a laptop for use of writing (even then he had been talked into getting such, he still will insist he prefers to work on a typewriter but he tends to get papers disorganised), though he does blog about writing here and there at times.
While it seriously might not seem like it with how deadpan and unamused he is most the time, The Minion actually does have a sense of humor. Though it's a bit ribald, and even sick sometimes.
Once "somebody's harvester", Minion (a name endearingly given to him by his first person when they where a child) runs a somewhat exclusive underground library in Shadowglen. Having an impressive amount of literature of subjects of all and any matter he will only give out a library card to those whom he can sense would not abuse power. He had chosen a young child whom he found abandoned in a cabin, their young widowed mother had died in bed from fever. He did take the child to be cared for by a human family, but remained as a guardian to them. Wanting the child to know everything about the world, he exclusively devoted his life into seeking out only the very best material to gift them. But the child grew older, and in moments of pier pressure was befriending the wrong crowd. The child eventually grew to be an adult, deceiving and untrustworthy. They decided to apply their vast knowledge their otherworldly tutor taught for very deceptive things, much to Minion's disbelief and horror. His person became rich by means of cheating and lying, they knew exactly how to do so. But eventually somebody caught on, and once his person found out they murdered the one whom confronted them. His person got caught and was sentenced to death after proven guilty; his person had hid their wealth for him to find and keep. Minion felt a tremendous amount of guilt, for a few years he cut himself off from most and after the hiatus he made the unusual decision of making himself completely visible to others. However, he secluded himself into a library he opened, one containing all of the literature he had collected for his person. When he gets time for himself he works on a novel, one meant to be a trilogy about angels who take over the earth in some dystopian reality.
Blatantly very antisocial and cynical; other than with a very select few he keeps to himself as much as he possibly can. Uneasily impressed, bitterly sarcastic, and very much a deadpan snarker. While he'll reap the occasional soul out of some hapless nobody every one in awhile just out of boredom, he's surprisingly collective and calm, rarely ever losing his temper no matter what he's putting up with; his general snark allowing him to retaliate with great comebacks. Though, this isn't so much true pacifism as much as it's him not finding you worth his time and energy. He already would find one's stupidity speaking volumes just by the fact they chose to pick a fight with one whom can very easily steal their soul. Though Minion isn't one who you'd want to anger either; when pushed to his limits or if somebody harms one who's close to him, he will get extremely defensive. And he can get pretty damn terrifying when infuriated.
He's very hard-working and devoted to doing a good job when running his library and working on his novel. When not on the job he's much less stern and uptight, though all being said he still strongly dislikes being around others besides that certain few. For the most part Minion tends to stay away from places that have large crowds, such as clubs or parties. He will go to a bar with a friend or associate, though. Being somewhat old-fashioned, he prefers to do things without the use of technology when he can, his library even being void of such besides a few typewriters. He really one keeps a phone to contact his few associates and a laptop for use of writing (even then he had been talked into getting such, he still will insist he prefers to work on a typewriter but he tends to get papers disorganised), though he does blog about writing here and there at times.
While it seriously might not seem like it with how deadpan and unamused he is most the time, The Minion actually does have a sense of humor. Though it's a bit ribald, and even sick sometimes.
Pet Treasure
Classic Typewriter
Black Inkwell
Calligraphy Pen
Raven Feather Quill Pen
Night Sky Print Bookmark
Whiskey
Opulent Antique Coffee Set
Antique Dark Chaise Lounge
Pet Friends
Channele
💍
Hemmelig
Friend
Sparklepuff
...*Pained groan*
Florey
Friend
Aderion
*Double pained groan*