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Chevrolet has a minion!
Fuel the Stixx
Fuel the Stixx
Chevrolet
Legacy Name: Chevrolet
The
Glacier FeliOwner:
HoneysuckleAge: 12 years, 10 months, 1 week
Born: June 21st, 2011
Adopted: 12 years, 3 months, 4 weeks ago
Adopted: December 30th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 87
- Strength: 88
- Defense: 106
- Speed: 89
- Health: 102
- HP: 102/102
- Intelligence: 198
- Books Read: 196
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Years went by as the death of our parents slowly began to sink in. And the possibility of maybe losing the only family I had left: my baby sister. So, I made it seem like the whole family had moved to a different state... together. With no knowledge. I had to step up and act like I was much older than I actually was. And to keep food on the table, I got several odd and end jobs with little pay but it was enough that she was healthy and happy.
It was brought to my attention later on that I was a suspect in the murder of our parents. That it hadn't been an accident after all. I did everything I was told, listened and said everything. Until I overheard my lawyer say that I had no chance. That I had been the only one with them - besides my sister - right before the accident. And, no longer a minor, I was done for. And my sister? Thrown into foster care with people she didn't know.
So I did the only thing I could do....
I ran!
We went into hiding.
In one of our usual hide-outs, I walked past a young guy holding a wad of 100s and bragging about how he had smoked the other guy with his '92 mustang. I didn't understand until I went to the hallway window and watched him get into a tricked out green and black mustang then spin out. He had raced the other guy! And won money! That was my ticket. That was how I was going to help my sister...
Begging for a job at the local body shop, I was soon given a piece of crap that I found out later was an all original 1969 Monte Carlo. I worked my tail off to build that car up, even not eating for several days at a time and never telling my sister. I couldn't. Not yet.
So, one night, I drove my new car to the meet and asked to participate in the race. After a couple of laughs about the newcomer, they agreed. And I lost.
I learned from that day what I needed to do. I studied the sounds and the how the cars moved. And, after months, won my first race and brought home $500... to my sister's surprise. Quickly, I was taking the illegal racing world by storm. I was becoming popular in the underground world. And would soon find myself invited into the local group as a brother.
That was how it all began to spiral out of my control.
10 years had passed and I was now the proud owner of a large collection of cars that, not only won, but had bought. I had also taken in 2 very rowdy twins. And thus began the empire I would soon rule... Or so I thought.
I had miscalculated yet again and was targeted by some higher ups. Something about stealing money from under them. I found myself snatching up my sister and two brothers to yet another new place. And this time, I was determined to hide us... for good. So I instructed them to change their name.
My sister always followed me so, after finding out my new name, changed her to something similar. As did both boys. Feeling like the big brother that I was, I started racing again to make more money for the 4 of us and my reputation started rising again. I became ruthless when I raced, someone you didn't want to mess with. And that was my biggest trait... and flaw. Everyone around me learned to never touch me, speak to me (unless it was about losing money or a car) or even look at me wrong. The only person that was allowed to do this... and would succeed on many times... was my sister...
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Adopted from
cola at 6:35:28 pm on 12/30/2011Turned Feli at 11:44:32 pm and Glacier at 11:44:56 pm on 1/1/2012
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