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Name has a minion!

Stravinsky the Scarlox

Name
Legacy Name: Name

The

Glacier Devonti
Owner: CMYK

Age: 19 years, 8 months, 2 weeks

Born: February 19th, 2007

Adopted: 12 years, 6 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: April 27th, 2014

Statistics

Level: 27
Strength: 66
Defense: 59
Speed: 71
Health: 75
HP: 75/75
Intelligence: 29
Books Read: 24
Food Eaten: 0
Toys Played: 0
Job: Person Who Does The Thing

AAAA THANKS FOR LETTING ME ADOPT NAME, Sopheroo! ♥️

You've probably seen me, my name and face has been on wanted posters in every town.
You just don't know if that's actually the real me

All of you stare at me with pity in your eyes. You see my revealing clothes, my clean yet tired appearance, and you assume. You assume I am weak, you think I am poor. You believe that I chose this path, that I have no choice.

Well, everything is wrong except perhaps the last one.

Yet I laugh and pity you. You don't know the truth that stands right before you. The truth that kisses your mouth good night and holds you close. The truth that sneaks out when you least expect it and tumble into my bed. The truth that desires my body over yours for its carnal desires.

So don't feel sorry for me, feel sorry for yourself. You vow to be faithful, to love each other until 'death do us apart'. But in actuality, you lie every night with liars and thieves, a slave to lust and deceit.

What a fool you are.

No matter my appearance, I am triumphant in my desires. I have stolen away your precious jewels, your golds and silvers. I have stolen the heart of your lover with only a tilt of the head and the coy blink of my eyes. And though I may moan and writhe with false desire under your lover, I have taken far more than they have from me.

I am the victor in this messy little battle. So think of me what you will, for my eyes stare in pity at you.

LINE BREAAKKKKKK

A prostitute. That's what the men and women spit out whenever they see me, with my revealing clothes and painted on face. The police stare at me suspiciously around every street, while drunks stare at me lasciviously with their beady eyes.

A whore. The wives scream that name at me before turning on her husband. It is not my fault that they had fallen for their desire after all, and I am so forgotten as I wander out of their once 'honorable' household as calm as you please.

SO MESSY

Anyways, my idea for Name was that she is a con-artist/thief of sorts. She's fairly attractive, what with sort of bleached blond hair, pale skin, some freckles, and long limbs and a nice bod, and she obviously uses this all to her advantage. She takes advantage of the desperate rich men or comforts the lonely noble lady and becomes pretty much the companion they 'need'. Gender or age doesn't really bother her that much (well, she's definitely not going to try to take advantage of anyone below legal age, though) and she would stoop low to give them what they want so that they can give her what she wants (which is their world possessions).

Name doesn't have a name because she makes new ones up for each 'client' she happens to come across before dumping them and skipping town. She's a pro at what she does and knows exactly how to 'disappear' afterwards so that nobody can track her, so she's pretty much set for life.

Despite her pretty much perfected ability, Name actually hates doing the job. She feels it's disgusting to take advantage of the emotionally desperate and weak people, but that's all she feels she's really good at.

And that's pretty much how far I've gotten in planning her story out. ;u;

How her story would've been written is that every other chapter, a brief interlude/flashback would reveal more about her past and how it lead to the woman she is now.