The Game Of Scorb

Derrik Daimon

You are now Derrek Damion. You are a rust blood with a serious love for woofbeasts. It mainly spawned from your Lusus being a fabulous woofbeast himself. You even have a woofbeast hat you had made with your own hands! It took forever to make it.

You just got through talking to your kismesis. The nerve of that guy! You were just going to ask if he wanted to play SCORB. But no, he was an ass! Ugh. You were just helping your flush crush recruit all of your friends.

Speaking of flush crush, it seems that someone else had fallen for her too. Someone much closer to her than you. Her moiral, Sairka. But you swore to yourself that you would make Shammy red for you. You even use your best grammar and spelling when talking to her. And that is hard for dyslexic Derrik. Poor you.



No time for talking about silly flush crushes! Be someone else.