Pet Information

Pet Name: Neve
Owner: Isyli
Theme / Type: Wintergala Obsideon
Born: February 1, 2008
Gender: Male
Mood: Mad

MisticPal Name: Leis
MisticPal Age: 5803 Days

Battle Portal Stats

Level: 3
Hit Points: 7 / 7
Strength: 4
Defense: 2
Speed: 3
Intellect: 46
Misticpower: 8

Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0

Attached Weapons

Books Read

Books Read: 44/373 [ View Books ]

Exotic Foods Eaten

Foods Eaten: 6/1254 [ View Foods ]

Hiya! :D

Name: Neve Randall Simmons
Alias: Neve, Pup
Age: 15
Birthdate: February 1st, 1995
Parents: Father unknown, Jenine Simmons
S.O.: Bisexual
Status: Taken by 'Meanie' :P
Personality: Very happy-go-lucky in every circumstance, unless embarrassed- which is often. Giddy and overly excited by anything that goes on. Smiles a lot, and uses his cuteness to his own advantage. He's quite manipulative when he wants to be.
Occupation: Former 'companion'

History: He was born to a rape victim, Jenine Simmons. His father was a serial rapist, bent on dominating frail and beautiful women. In order to get revenge, Jenine chose to bear the child to get the still-uncaught rapist's DNA. Neve's mother disliked her child with every bit of passion left.

His father was then convicted 10 years later, with the help of Neve's DNA and was sentenced to 6 life imprisonments with no chance of parole. After that case closed, Jenine dumped her son in a strange park to fend for himself. Having been told of his father and what he had done through insults, Neve decided to become a 'safe haven' for types like his father.

Two years passed, Neve being abused and beaten in hopes of saving others like his mother. One day, a rather high-up gentleman set his eyes on the twelve year old. After being treated well for the first time in his life, Neve felt he could start a new life; companionship for the rich.

~~~

“… Can you please be civil? Puh-leeeeease? For me?” Neve, blue and white haired, pleaded with his silently glaring companion. As was customary, Neve took on the role of a child and tears filled his eyes in his very own version of puppy dog eyes. He’s seen Koal melt the sight of Gene’s, so why not his? The guard made a noncommittal grumbling as he sharpened yet another weapon of his- the third one in this half hour. How he even got weapons into places like these was not even a subject of interest anymore. Neve had tried to ask, but was always turned down by the customary ‘you’re a pup, you couldn’t even hold one properly, let alone carry it’ comment. Neve wanted to learn, but Koal was quite a vicious person, even when he was practicing alone.

“Koal… This man is very important to me. If you hurt him…” They were in a waiting room in a business building, which was common for Neve. Koal seemed to be uncomfortable, though. So did the secretary, who kept glancing at the knife with terrified eyes.

He just rolled his eyes at Neve, which was his answer to any type of Neve’s harmless ‘interactions’ with anyone of the male gender. “I should wring all their necks for just lookin’ at you!”

In return, Neve rolled his eyes. “Koal. All this guy does is talk to me about the erotic things he wishes to do to me. He’ll never act on it, because his wife would kill him.”

“All the better that I kill him first! I should dismember each and every one of your clients…” Neve tried to shush Koal and his rant about Neve’s work forever and a day ago, but now he just lets it happen. He can’t stop the torrent of violence that comes out of Koal’s mouth. Yeah, the people pale and stare and quickly disappear when Neve is around Koal -which was the point of Roman hiring Koal-, but whatever. It’s a part of who Koal is. Of course, the secretary is getting paler and paler by the minute.

“Koal. You’re scaring the pretty secretary.” Neve grinned at said person, who by reply grimaced and nodded, then looked elsewhere. Neve pouted and whispered, “Now look what you’ve done. Scared another person senseless.”

“Ain’t I supposed to guard you from ‘bad people’?”

“She’s not bad! She knows what I’m doing, but she hasn’t asked once.”

Koal looked like he was going to cringe, but didn’t. “Can you stop bringing that rubbish up?”

“What? My job of being a companion?”

“Yeah. That.”

“Why? I don’t just do it with them. I talk with them. There’s a difference.”

“… Pup?”

“What?”

“Shut. Up.”

Neve stayed silent for several minutes. He sighed, then leaned over to whisper into Koal’s ear, “Companion.”

Koal leaped up, waving his knife at Neve. “THAT’S IT! IF YOU SAY THAT ONE MORE FRICKEN TIME, I’LL KI-”

“M-mr. Neve?” The secretary stuttered, “He can uhh… see you now…
Neve runs through the door into the man’s office to get away from Koal, but before he closes the door, he sticks his head out to say, “Companion.” Then he vanishes into the other room; locked of course.

“YOU... PUP!”

Pet Comments

says WHAT?! GIRLPANTS?! -looks shocked- YOU WERE ATTACKED?! -looks like a kicked puppy- But...Sugar made me go...-not sure how to respond to that-

says Eh. Ignore the Runt. He's just jealous because his boyfriend is a wuss.

says ....Your boyfriend is a loser.

says -blinks and looks down at Neve- Where you been, Pup?

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Neve

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