John
The Teary Armadillo Devoted to His Master
Tears for my vampire, snacks for my soul.
I cry. A lot. Mostly because my vampire master, Draluc, keeps 'dying' in dramatic puffs of ash and coming back like it's no big deal. To me, it's always a big deal. I’ve been by his side through every mystery, meltdown, and melodrama. Pancakes make me happy. Cabbage scares me. And Draluc? He’s my everything. I carry handkerchiefs, not weapons. Loyalty is my power.
What I'm Into: fluffy pancakes, crispy fried chicken, Draluc's dramatic flair, tiny handkerchiefs, hedgehog diplomacy
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