Villager: Hot Shot Ace
Asphodel
70
Villager Info
ID: #354636
Name: Hot Shot Ace
Gender: Male
Location: Oceandome
Born 5 years, 5 months ago
Career: Warrior
Owner: Polymathema
Species: Canine
Color: Shiba Inu
Buffs:House: Oceandome House (1/1045)
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About
The Deadeye
Don’t wanna look back when I’m older on what didn’t happen
Let go of my thoughts, let ‘em fly away, swear I’ll be better
Shouldn’t take fear so seriously
Mmm, seriously
Ooh, I need to believe in love
Why is what you give never enough?
Losin’ you is what I’m afraid of
I need to believe, believe in love
Don’t wanna look back when I’m older on what didn’t happen
Let go of my thoughts, let ‘em fly away, swear I’ll be better
Shouldn’t take fear so seriously
Mmm, seriously
Ooh, I need to believe in love
Why is what you give never enough?
Losin’ you is what I’m afraid of
I need to believe, believe in love
list of things in no particular order
nitro cold brew coffee
shell casings
a ratty old olive drab scarf
canvas backpack
high voltage warning
tartan print bedroll
a moleskine journal
a first aid kit
post traumatic stress disorder
a service animal vest with ASPHODEL written on the front
do not pet i am working
silver-inlaid canteen
scars and scrapes
fluffy boy
BORK BORK
static discharge
Just ace, actually, only the captain calls him hot shot.
Akita with an attitude - he has been through the blender of life and is still kicking around. You can't pay him to go down to Oceandome these days, most often you'll find him taking bounties on the warrior circuit.
!!! An early Christmas present from my honeybun Hatsuko art of the crackshot himself by Miiko_owo I love this art so much ahhh!
Martin smiles almost knowingly. "Golly gee I don't know where they come from, I just deliver them!" (Nah he sends out all the gifts himself. Fella thinks he is a mail carrier)
"Golly! I seem to have a envelope addressed to you!" Martin grins as he hands over a small envelope.
“Litty touched a... -WHAT?!”
She squeaked, and giggled, and grasped at the short fur of his cheeks carefully. “I named him Milky! Tomorrow I am going to visit Milky again and bring him some ploofball’s. I think that he might like those.”
“It’s a big fucking bull in heavy plate armor. Why do you wanna know about battle moos, babe?”
“I think it made him very mad!” Her tiny paws gently touched at her papa’s face as she brightly explained this to him. “He snuffed and snorted at me, but I pointed at him and I told him ‘No! No!’ in a stern voice and I held my ground and now I think he understands that -I’m- no pushover!”
“Papa!” She squeals in excitement, throwing herself around his legs. “Today I touched a battle moo! It’s horns were bigger than you are!”