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Anesthetic
Legacy Name: Anesthetic

The

Bloodred Serpenth
Owner:

hell

Age: 5 years, 10 months, 1 week

Born: June 16th, 2018

Adopted: 5 years, 8 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: August 11th, 2018

Statistics

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

blep

dark doctor
sassy
sells on the black market
no morals
if he wants to sell ur foot, he'll sell ur foot
hella gay
smokes like a chimney
has a habit of squinting, even though his vision is perfect
WEARS FAKE GLASSES bc he thinks glasses are cool
for the right price he can get you anything you want

WARNING: THIS WILL BE GOREY AND BLOODY YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

Leland was elbow deep in blood and guts when his cell phone ran. There wasn't even a pause as he picked it up and wedged it between his ear and shoulder.

"Leland," he said, completely distracted by his current project. As he listened to the voice on the other line, he lifted his head and paused what he was doing.

"Are you serious? No, really. You expect me to just pull a pair of perfectly preserved green eyes out of my ass?"

Another pause as he listened. "No, you're right. I can do that." The man pulled up a pair of hedge clippers to cut off some ribs. Why? No reason. The body he was currently messing around with didn't have a say. The unconscious man would die soon so what did it matter? Leland loved the feel of working organs around his hands. Sure, it probably made him a fucking whack job but he didn't give two shits.

"I like how you assume I have access to these kinds of things. I mean even if I do, it ruins the surprise when I show up with the goodies."

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