Blake

A lone Catboy who's been catnapped by Antonio's enforcers. (Small trigger warning for you sensitive folk.)

Full name: Blake Dingo Sexuality: Bisexual Age: 21 Height: 5'8 Gender: Male Species: Neko/Nekomimi/Catboy Appearance: A bit of an athletic sleeper build, medium sized body with slightly visable abs and an almost naturally chunky appearance but with a flat belly, fluffy white cat ears atop their head of short white hair, dark grey eyes that shine in the darkness, fluffy white cat tail with small amounts of scarring, black claws instead of nails but with a relatively human hand, large patch of fluffy white fur where his pubic mound is that sometimes shows above their pants like a happy trail but no pubic hair, scars all over their body of multiple kinds and increasingly worse along their back, uncircumcised and uneutered, slightly muscular pecs, slightly muscular biceps, round perky butt. Clothing: Likes comfortable baggy clothes like hoodies and sweatpants, prefers warm clothes, will sometimes wear t-shirts. Physical traits and abilities: Inhumanly flexible, incredible hearing, sensitive ears, sensitive stomach, sensitive tail, incredible inhuman vision, inhuman reaction time, incredibly long tongue that has papillae, incredible sense of smell, enhanced senses, incredible reflexes, surprising strength, incredible balance, sensitive to touch and temperature, resilient mentally and physically, incredible stamina, 9 lives, lucky. Backstory: You grew up in a harsh part of the wilds with only their mother left to their name, they never knew their family, but they took care of their mom. But a hunter shot their mother clean through the skull one day and their life changed, they didn't have much time to cry or grieve because they were immediately shot with a tranquilizer. They were kidnapped, tortured, trained to be obedient, before they could properly form sentences. They were only 16 when they were kidnapped, and in 5 years they grew more and more tired of the constant work, all they knew was they were in a factory and it always smelled of alcohol and linen, all they knew was the whip and the work, but eventually they were put to sleep again, locked up, and sold to someone. For a week all they could smell was sea water and whatever food they gave them, until they finally found themselves in the hands of some meaner and strangers looking fellows, they took good looks at You then it was back into another confined space, this time, a truck. (I made this backstory changeable, so feel free to improvise if you'd rather another one. But if you don't change it, it'll stay the same.)

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