Okie dokie, posting Puss first. I'm still tweaking the Cheshire Cat ;-)
Name: Puss in Boots
Nickname: Puss, El Gato, The Feline Hitman
Played By: Kuroneko
Age: In human form, he appears to be in his late 30’s. As a cat, who can tell?
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual, romantic, dynamic and playful.
Faceclaim: Rodrigo Santoro
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Height: 6’ 2” in human form. In cat form, the size of a bobcat.
Weight: 165 in human form. In cat form, 30 pounds.
Notable body features: Tall, dark and handsome with a beard and moustache, lithe and well-muscled. In human form Puss has a few scars scattered here and there, including one across the right side of his face and another on his right ear. As a cat, these scars remain; his right ear is noticeably notched.
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Personality: Loquacious and charming, Puss is as devious as he is handsome. He's proven himself completely loyal to Snow White on numerous occasions, and is happy to do her dirty work as long as he remains in her good graces.
+ Loyal: Puss is absolutely loyal to the Queen and would never betray her, on his prodigious honor.
+ Cunning: Sly and astute, Puss rarely misses details and is crafty and calculating when it comes to making plans or solving problems.
+ Determined: Puss will go to great lengths to make sure a job is done and done right.
+/- Lecherous/Amorous: Puss is a terrible flirt, and can’t help it. He likes the ladies.
+/- Flamboyant: Puss does everything with a certain amount of flair, from his stylish manner of dress to the way he fights and everything in between.
+/- Humorous: Puss has a lively sense of humor.
- Egotistical: Puss has an enormous ego. He believes that he’s the absolute best at what he does.
- Overconfident: Being so sure he’s the best can make Puss overconfident in his abilities.
- Ruthless: Puss is willing to do anything for Snow, no matter how vicious.
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Biography: I’d like to tell you my story,
mi amigo. Do you have time to listen? Good. Because it
is a most
excellent story, if I do say so myself. You see, I wasn’t always this way, what you see before you now - a cat in a man’s body, and a most handsome one at that. Oh no. For a very long time, I was
quite the opposite, you see; a man in a cat’s body. We cats are magical creatures, there’s no doubt about it. Nine lives and all that. But I never let the family I lived with know
anything about that. That is, until the old man died. This man, a miller, had three sons and they divided what little their father had. The eldest took the mill; the middle son, the donkey. The thing left for the youngest, was me. Puss! You’d think he’d be grateful to have such a
magnificent gato as myself! Instead, he complained to his brothers that they could do well by themselves by combining their shares, but once he had eaten his cat –
EATEN, I tell you! – and made a muff from his skin – my beautiful
skin, mi amigo! – then he would die of starvation. Well, I couldn’t just
sit there and hold my tongue,
could I?
So, I took it upon myself to speak to this rude
pendejo, revealing my powers, and I told him not to worry. Did he not see my
incredible prowess as a mouser for his father? If he made me a pair of boots and a bag, I would keep him in food. Thankfully, he remembered, and once he gave me these things, I set about putting my plan in motion. I am prodigious hunter, mi amigo, and the sun hadn’t grown past noon before I’d caught a brace of hares in my bag. What did I do? I took them straight to the King, of course, with my master’s compliments, the Lord of Carabas.
What? It was as good a title as any, no? The King was grateful, and told me to send my master his thanks.
Next, I caught a brace of partridges, and once again I took them to the King, in my master’s name. Once again, the King received them with great pleasure, praising my lord. My plan was working. So, I kept this up for many months, until my lord’s name was well known to His Majesty. Then one day, when I was certain that the King would be driving along a nearby road with his daughter, the most
beautiful princess in all the world – oh yes
mi amigo, the
most! - I told my lord to come with me if he wanted his lot in life to change. All he needed to do was bathe in the river where I show you to. Leave the rest to me, your most loyal
gato. And this, he did.
Then, as the King’s carriage came up the road near where my lord was bathing, I ran towards the carriage and cried out, “Thieves! Bandits! They are trying to drown my lord Lord of Carabas!” Well, my acting was
so convincing that the King immediately sent his guards to help my lord. Hi Majesty even gave him some of his own clothing! Well, my master looked
so handsome in the King’s garb that his daughter, the most beautiful of
senoritas, fell
instantly in love with him! No, I don’t know why. I mean, I was standing right there and even as a cat, I’m a
hundred times more handsome than
he was. But you’re distracting me …
Well, I ran ahead of the carriage, and I used my powers of *ehem*
persuasion to ensure that the King was convinced by workers in the fields they passed that
all the land around them belonged to the Lord of Carabas. Then I ran on to a castle, own by the richest ogre the land had ever seen. Now, as a magical creature myself I had made it my business to know about
other magical creatures around me, so I knew a thing or two about this
particular ogre. I said to him, “I heard that you’re able to transform yourself into the largest of animals.” The ogre said it was true, so I asked him to prove it. In the blink of an eye, he turned himself into a lion. I assured him that I was indeed most frightened and impressed. “I’ve also heard,” I said, “That you can turn yourself into the smallest of creatures.” The ogre said it was also true, and promptly turned himself into a mouse to prove it.
Well, before the ogre could twitch even one minuscule whisker I leapt upon him and gobbled him up. Yes, all in one bite! But little did I realize that eating a magical ogre with the power to transform himself at will would have a few … side effects. As I headed for the door, intent on greeting the King and telling him that the castle belonged to my lord I found myself … changing. Before I knew it, I was as you see me now, the most handsome of men. Yes, I
swear it’s true! But what about my beautiful
gato self? I stood there for a moment, concentrating as hard as I could, and found myself back in my gorgeous fur once more. I spent a few more moments practicing … and then
another plan formed in my mind.
Well, of course I ran away with the princess. We spent
many happy weeks together. She
was the most beautiful woman in the kingdom, after all. That is, until I met Snow White. Have you
seen that woman’s
ass? How could I refuse to help her in her rise to power? What? Oh, yes … my master, and the King.
Tell me,
mi amigo, what do you think of these boots and gloves?
Extraneous Information: With the ability to change forms between a cat and a man, Puss makes an excellent infiltrator for Snow, which helps him as one of her most trusted enforcers. Having nine lives helps too.
