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magnum-pritchard-repro
Magnum Pritchard
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Professional repo man. 120 years old.
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magnum-pritchard-repro · 1 year ago
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I once saw blood dripping from the ceiling at work. Surprisingly- and I’m not entirely sure this is true- hell filters blood into water!
Ingenious.
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magnum-pritchard-repro · 1 year ago
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Thought I had a genius idea- it was already created. The youth of today truly know how to kill an old man’s creativity. Though it sparks hope- not much.
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magnum-pritchard-repro · 1 year ago
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Hello, my coworkers told me I should make a page to share art and otherwords with.
I used to be a professional journalist (thankfully I know better now) and use my skills for editorial work now.
Foremost I am a proud- seasoned- repo professional, and do not take commissions from anyone but my company. You may ask but hit work costs extra, as it takes time I could be spending on filing.
Questions are welcome, (even those of a more vulgar nature as I’m aware that’s common nowadays.) Feel free to speak to me, I’ll be- blogging? About my experiences in hell- though be warned… there may be blood… occasionally though because it is in poor taste. For some.
Thank you.
Magnum Pritchard.
(Side)
A young man at a festival I was in today told me to contact him through this media-
@mc-tooley-tobias-toby
Here.
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magnum-pritchard-repro · 1 year ago
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There are birds in hell.
I didn’t know that.
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magnum-pritchard-repro · 1 year ago
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Oc sheet
Name: Magnum Pritchard
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Nickname: Mags (Coworkers), Pritch (Himself), Big Guy/ Old man (Himself)
Age: 120
Death year: 1936
Cause of death: Death from infection of long amputated limbs/ tuberculosis.
Gender: (Cis) Male, surprisingly.
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Bi but he doesn’t know it
Height: 6’2
Weight: 280 ibs
Likes: Menial tasks, his coworkers, his job, dad jokes, morning coffee, evening brandy, witty banter, nap time with others, cleaning, organizing, office work, quiet time, self reflection.
Dislikes: Radio, TV, Writing (hurts), His prosthetics, the smell of blood and mucus, brain matter, shirts.
Friends: Husk (doesn’t know his name), the mailman, his neighbor Marge, most of his coworkers. His mom.
Enemies: Anyone his boss tells him is.
Others: He and his boss are calm, but he wouldn’t consider them friends. They get lunch together sometimes but other than that it’s nothing much.
Abilities: Trained in skillful killing, meaning he’s efficient with it. He’s not fast, he’s persistent, and that accounts for a LOT. He can give chase until the target tires out, he’s a smooth talker when needed. Can be quiet and make take downs simple if people are cooperative. Hell he might even call an ambulance. If they aren’t though? He’ll make an example out of them.
Some back ground!
Grew up in upper Louisiana
Was a journalist and an absolute sweetie.
Got cannibalized (partially) was found by the police and treated.
Didn’t testify against the guy who did it because he wanted him to get help instead.
Lost his sweetness a year after reflecting on the events that happened.
Became a bitter shut in.
Wrote more cynical pieces.
Stopped listening to radio or reading his letters because he didn’t like social interaction.
Was too stubborn to take himself to be treated for tuberculosis so he died slowly and painfully.
Got to hell and went to college.
Got his bachelors degree in business, and hotel management. Went into a repo job a year after, and was really good at it!
Enjoys his work, especially paperwork.
Might be autistic. He doesn’t believe it exists.
He experiences phantom pains, and acute Capgrass syndrome.
People he’s been sent to track look more like animals or vicious creatures when he does hunt them. And capgrass developed because he didn’t want to feel bad.
He lives in an apartment building and goes to the senior center so he can get free food and play poker (no actual money) with his boys.
Had a grand nephew who he loves but is not very close to.
Had a crush on his neighbor Marge but she’s married so he never made his move.
Is a very good poet, but grumbled about it.
Wants to be more open but is too old and stubborn to admit it.
Has an attractive voice it’s a shame he smokes so much…
@bloodypeachblog
@omniuravity
(I made Magnum!)
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