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Buazut the Robot Jetsam


Buazut has a Petpet!

Wir & Ślimaki the Maraquan Quetzal and its Greevix
(1070 days and 23 hours old)
Owner: Dani (wafery)

Buazut likes gathering food.
When meeting others, Buazut would smile sweetly.

- Attributes -

Age: 5,081 days old (121,948 hours)
Birthday: 13th March (Y4)
Level: 32
Gender: Male
Height: 20 cms.
Weight: 25 lbs.

Fishing Skill: 0

Jobs Completed: 0
Jobs Failed: 0
Job Rank: Intern

- Battledome Stats -

Hit Points: 73 / 73
Strength: EXCELLENT (51)
Defence: EXCELLENT (53)
Movement: EXCELLENT (44)
Intelligence: ULTIMATE GENIUS (168)

Played: 0
Won: 0
Lost: 0
Drawn: 0
Score: 0

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Traded for on March 4th, 2013 -- I am never UFT
My brothers Ace ;; Siol
CSS;; I'm listed here
My friend drew the art, do not steal

Please pay no attention to my fool of a brother Siol, he tends to get excited and eat everyone else's food before they even lay eyes on it, he is of no need to me, I almost don't feel the need to acknowledge that he's even there. The other of insignificance is Ace, all he does is follow everything I do, how annoying. As if he looks up to me somehow? Impossible! I will never show him any adoration! I only wish to love me, myself, and I. You catch that? It's all about me and nobody else.

Who in the world are you?! I'm Bua, and that's all that matters here if I'm correct.... Why are you still staring at me? Hmph! Fine then, stay if you wish, but this is a fair warning to you. Stay out of my way or get hurt, that's my motto. My mirror is my best friend, as well as my garden of roses. I can look at myself and my only love right before my eyes all day long without boredom setting in. The glistening water on my roses shows my precious reflection, showing everything that is without a doubt perfect. I spend 4 hours polishing my scales, and 2 practicing my swimming. I cannot let myself be unprepared. What if the postman comes and I am not even close to finished? It just cannot happen! So I prevent it from ever occurring. Or I just don't respond knowing they will return later, or regret it. I shouldn't throw myself like that just to help others. So I don't.

I can do everything by myself and I will. To need help is pitiful, absolutely pitiful. My third eye allows me to scour my surroundings to ensure everything is correct as a double check. I could never allow company to come over, and have one speck of dirt on the ground, now can I? That would be improper of myself. Prim and proper is the way to be. Why would you wish to be covered in filth? Even the sight or smell of filth is repulsive. I shall always be engulfed in my cologne.