The Graveyard Magnus
Owner: Shantal

Age: 4 years, 4 months, 3 weeks

Born: February 5th, 2016

Adopted: 4 years, 4 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: February 5th, 2016

Pet Spotlight Winner
March 13th, 2017


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


I sit, staring into my glass, watching the ice in my vodka slowly melt. It's summer and the bar is hot, humid with all the bodies packed in close together. The music is loud and pounding, making the walls vibrate with energy. It was a popular spot, people laughing, dancing, and having fun. I felt like the only miserable person in the room. Even with all these people around me I feel alone. I fucking hate watered down vodka but I can't but I can't bring myself to drink it quite yet.

Without a clock you wouldn't be able to tell it's not even noon. The revelry here starts early. This place that never sleeps; this place that encourages debauchery and gluttony. Actually I'm pretty sure every sin is alive and kicking here. The town may be in the middle of nowhere, but it sure attracted a ton of people of a certain sort.

I guess I was like them. Now I can't even bring myself to drink my vodka. And I love my vodka. Maybe if I go back to my rented trailer the vodka in my freezer will be more tempting. It's probably just the heat. I just need to cool off and then I'll be back to happily sipping vodka. Hopefully.


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Shot of Vodka

Skull Vodka Bottle


Skull Vodka Bottle

Shot of Vodka


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