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All Murder, All Guts, All Fun

"Liver|Opal|White|7m"

This lioness is pregnant! She will give birth in 2 real life days. She has been bred to (#162818). She has a nest and will give birth safely. She cannot hunt while nesting.

Lion Stats
Experience	520 / 1760 (29%)
Level	5
Strength	22	Speed	36
Stamina	25	Smarts	29
Agility	19	Skill	11
Born With:	Unknown	Total Stats:	142

Lion Currents
Age	6 years, 4 months old
Hunger	40%
Mood	80%
Sex	Female
Pose	Default
Personality	Sinister (Evil)

Adult Stage

Breeding Info
Father	Wolfs Blood (Deceased)	Mother	She (Deceased)	View Full Heritage
Last Bred	Yesterday	Fertility	Average	View All Cubs Bred (1)

Appearance		Markings
Base	Liver (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 1: Golden Back Hair (18%) Tier 0 Slot 2: Onyx Dorsum (86%) Tier 1 Slot 3: Under Silky 3 (61%) Tier 0 Slot 5: Cocoa Undercover (49%) Tier 3 Slot 6: Ebony Brawl (56%) Tier 3 Slot 8: Cloudburst Mist (38%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Vitiligo 4 (56%) Tier 2
Genetics	Black Medium Solid Common
Eyes	White
Mane Type	Razor
Mane Color	Opal
Mutation	None
Marking Slots	10

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Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts	0	Successful Hunts	0	Success Rate	0%

Biography
All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun A kick in the head, a gouged out eye Your intestines explode And your eyeballs pop And the taste of your blood will drive me on You see I get what I want and I want when you bleed 'Cause the things I can cause Have the seal of the dead In humanity's fading glow All murder, all guts, all fun Whose little arms encircle me to make me think of love Whose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump Do you, do you, do you realize That I like this thing I am All murder, all guts, all fun Because I like when chests are torn apart The way that heads come off And the way that art starts to imitate life At the end of a gun, at the edge of a knife And all murder, all guts, all fun Go Whose little arms encircle me to make me think of love Whose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump Do you, do you, do you realize That I like this thing I am, come on, I'll kill you All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun

Biography

All murder, all guts, all fun
All murder, all guts, all fun

A kick in the head, a gouged out eye
Your intestines explode
And your eyeballs pop
And the taste of your blood will drive me on

You see I get what I want and I want when you bleed
'Cause the things I can cause
Have the seal of the dead
In humanity's fading glow

All murder, all guts, all fun

Whose little arms encircle me to make me think of love
Whose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump
Do you, do you, do you realize
That I like this thing I am

All murder, all guts, all fun

Because I like when chests are torn apart
The way that heads come off
And the way that art starts to imitate life
At the end of a gun, at the edge of a knife

And all murder, all guts, all fun
Go

Whose little arms encircle me to make me think of love
Whose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump
Do you, do you, do you realize
That I like this thing I am, come on, I'll kill you

All murder, all guts, all fun
All murder, all guts, all fun
All murder, all guts, all fun
All murder, all guts, all fun

All murder, all guts, all fun
All murder, all guts, all fun
All murder, all guts, all fun
All murder, all guts, all fun

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