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Cooska Nufti has a minion!

Morsel the Bitten Pie Minion

Cooska Nufti
Legacy Name: Cooska Nufti

The

Cherry Blob
Owner:

PiplupMagby34

Age: 12 years, 9 months, 3 weeks

Born: June 28th, 2011

Adopted: 3 years, 9 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: June 28th, 2020

Pet Spotlight Winner
January 3rd, 2021

Statistics

Level: 20
Strength: 78
Defense: 57
Speed: 10
Health: 49
HP: 11/49
Intelligence: 20
Books Read: 19
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Sprout Tender

I was born out of envy and hatred.

It all started with the fairest of them all….and the pain of one who was lesser than the fairest.

I emerged from some waste that came from the jealous one’s cauldron….I remember hearing her cackle as she raised the fruit of her labor to the sky and proclaimed doom to the one more beautiful than her.

I never saw the jealous one after that day. I simply crawled out from the dark, creepy place of my birth and went off to see the world.

I soon learned that I held an attractiveness of my own…local wildlife would catch a whiff of my scent and try to eat me. Naturally I didn’t enjoy being seen as a snack and would try to flee anytime someone thought I’d be an easy snack. Once I meandered past a few glacier antlephore. When they detected my scent, these normally aloof creatures turned around and chased me for miles. I also did the occasional headbutt to drive away hungry pets…and it worked some of the time.

I eventually learned, however, that I need not worry about being devoured.

It turns out that even the tiniest bite into my body caused a being to suffer some strange ailments. They would begin suffering headaches and a tight, painful sensation in their gut. Then they would begin shouting out their deepest insecurities and feelings of envy. Obviously my body was laced with a powerful toxin.

A being could recover from my poison by either performing an act of true love themselves or accepting an act of true love from another person. Of course, consuming the appropriate antidote would dissipate the effects of my poison as well.

However, if the afflicted did not find true love or find medical treatment within 72 hours, they would eventually lose consciousness. Once this occurred, the afflicted could only regain consciousness via a kiss from someone who cared for them deeply.

I have seen both scenarios occur. I’ve witnessed souls who chose to rise above their doubts and soar into a brighter future. And then there are those who retreated deeper into the hidden darkness of their hearts and lost their way.

I have tried to warn anyone I meet about tasting my sweet-smelling essence. For I am a living example of how negative emotions, if left unchecked, can lead to great pain and devastation.

Story by PiplupMagby34
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