The Inglorious Adventures of Catster

[monstrueux]

Characters: Gilles de Rais (Caster) & OPEN
Setting: Throughout the Tower
Format: As you like it!
Summary: Gilles is an idiot. He gets cursed by fairies. Now he's a cat. Catster.
Warnings: Gilles is a gross cat. So, blood, killing, playing with prey, and being unhygienic. Also, Gilles is a cat who controls tentacle monsters, so that could potentially happen.


He's a strange looking cat, with eyes set far apart and a stump of a tail. The impressive ruff of fur at his throat all but completely hides his little violet collar. It's startling at first, to be so small when he's used to being so large, to look up and find everything huge and imposing. He tries to speak, but nothing comes out but a high-pitched yowl. So he yowls for a while: a discordant, pained, heartfelt sound. But Gilles is resilient in his way, and easily distracted. Eventually, he gets tired of yowling and moves on, looking for something to do. He might as well make the best of this new predicament! Perhaps he deserves to be cursed, to be an animal indeed, as he is in his heart...

Meadow Floor (25):
[Gilles remembers himself, but he also has the instincts and urges of a feline. (Are they solely a cat's, though?) Pouncing is fun. Killing things is fun. It's not so bad, being a cat! Gilles has discovered the joy of hunting bullfairies. They're small and weak, and they wail in pain, especially when he tears at their wings. He likes that. So he bats them around playfully, occasionally jumping down on them for a killing blow as he scampers through the flowers.]

Storage Floor (40):
[You know what's cool? Boxes. Yeah, and that's where Gilles is, happily jumping from box to box. This floor is also inexplicably full of bugs today. It seems someone has been bringing them in from the floor above. Someone who is currently chasing bugs around and knocking over boxes.]

Music Floor (28):
[It's one of his favorite floors, because he loves making noise. He has a hard time playing most instruments in his current form, but he's not too worried, because he can jump on pianos. And xylophones. And drums. And cymbals... As one can imagine, he's making a racket. There are more than a few broken drums and fallen instruments around, as Gilles runs fiercely across the keyboard of a piano in proper cat style.]

The Cafeteria:
[Gilles doesn't need to eat, so the cafeteria is particularly boring for him, especially now that there's nothing to eat but nutrition bars! Who likes that? Nobody! So clearly no one's going to mind if he jumps up on the tables and stalks around, without much care about what he steps on. Nutrition bars, candy canes, people... He might be a bit dirty and bloody at this point.]

The Dorms:
[It's inconvenient, having a cat who can phase through walls, because he might show up anywhere. Even in your bed. And he might scratch up your sheets. Or deposit a present on your pillow in the form of dismembered dead bullfairy. Really, where does he keep getting them from?]

Floor 100:
[For once, cat Gilles is sitting very still, gazing at the illusion that fills this floor. He sees it once again: the golden light in the cathedral where Charles was crowned king of France. If a cat can be said to look sorrowful, then it's sorrow that makes Gilles' whiskers droop now. After a few minutes, he starts to wail, heartbrokenly.]

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The Dorms (1-04?)

[midgarhorizon]

[Reno's just stopping by to get something from his trunk, and it's a good thing he has it in the trunk. His bed is... a...

SHIVA'S BIG FROSTY TITS ARE THOSE DEAD ANIMALS ON HIS PILLOW.

What the hell got into the room?!

Angry, Reno starts tearing the place apart, looking under beds for the animal that had done this. If it was Xion's cat, so help him...]

[monstrueux]

[Of course he can't find Gilles, as Gilles is invisible in spirit form, but when all the commotion starts, Gilles materializes on top of the trunk, his fur puffing up as he hisses.]

[midgarhorizon]

[WHOA!

Reno starts when the cat thing hissed, backing away just in case it was dangerous.

It is a cat! But not one he recognizes... Thalassa wasn't that big, and she didn't appear out of nowhere like that.]

...Damn it.

[Reaching out, he tries to scoop the cat out so he can put it outside.]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles doesn't want to be scooped up or taken outside. He wants to go where he wants, and right now he wants to stay here, so he leaps from the trunk back onto Reno's bed, stepping on the dead bullfairies he's left there.]

[midgarhorizon]

Gawddammit! [Off comes his shoe, aiming right for the annoying animal smooshing those tiny animal things into his bed! His sheets!]

Out! OUT!

[And it's sailing...]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles doesn't feel like dodging the shoe, so he dematerializes and rematerializes once the shoe has passed through where he was and hit the wall.

Why is his friend Reno throwing shoes at him? True, maybe he shouldn't have come in here, but he can't seem to think clearly... (Not that he thinks clearly at the best of times.) Like a cat, he keeps simply showing up where he wants. But what's wrong with that? He's being friendly! The bullfairy guts are a good present, aren't they? He meows, somewhat accusatory.]

[midgarhorizon]

[Blinking, Reno frowns at the cat, thinking on how he should approach this next...

A cat that can dematerialize. That can get in rooms at will (next time he is so going to lock the door to inmates only when he leaves). And leaves messy guts all over?

Without eating them.

Narrowing his eyes, he gives the cat a once over. A cat would eat something and not leave this much of a mess...

Twitching his fox ears, he considers the possibilities.]

All right, so which one are ya?

[There were several shape shifters in the Tower... but why would one want to soil his bed with guts?]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles can't talk or shapeshift, so he blinks up at Reno haplessly. He meows, but that doesn't help him much, since he can't form words. Ah! He knows! He's brought enough art materials in here with him! He turns to the gory mess he's made, pulling the dead creatures into even more pieces as he tries to spell out his name with viscera.

G...

I...]

[midgarhorizon]

[OH GAWD. NO. SHIVA'S TI- well he's just going to have to get brand new bedding from somewhere.]

G-I...?

[Not ringing a bell yet.]

[monstrueux]

[L...

And with that L, he's running out of guts, because he never thinks to conserve. Also, he's losing interest, his cat mind making his attention span even worse than usual. He starts to chew on a bit of gristle, sitting down on the bloody pillow.]

[midgarhorizon]

Gil...?


[Still not really ringing a bell, yet. At least he's got the idea that if the cat could change of its own accord, it would have done so by now instead of spelling things. Grimacing, Reno grabs the pillow out from under the very fluffy furbutt.]

G-I-L-what? Gilbert? Gilbear? Gilabong?

[Reno is so off the mark of "Gilles" it's not even funny. What is French pronunciation.]

Hey! Keep goin'! You want me to fix it or what? [Mostly just to get the cat and the blood off his bed...]

[monstrueux]

[No, those names don't sound like Gilles' name. Whoever heard of pronouncing Gil that way? He hops up when Reno pulls away his bloody pillow. Hey, he was enjoying sitting on that. He mews a protest.

But yes, he was spelling out his name. That's right. He's out of guts, having made his letters too big, so he reuses the ones he's used already to spell out the remaining letters of his name, pulling apart the GIL to start anew. This might not be the clearest of actions.

Another L, an E...]

[midgarhorizon]

L-E... Gile? Gil-lee?

[Reno's never taken French...]

[monstrueux]

[He has an excuse, having come from a world with no France.

Gilles shakes his head, then takes all the guts and pushes them into a large S.]

[midgarhorizon]

G..I...L..L..E..S..?

[Reno slowly spells it out, trying to think on who would have that name.]

Gills? Gil-less? Gillez?

[Then suddenly it hits.]

Gilles! [And pronounced properly too.] You're Gilles? How the hell did ya become a cat?

[Of course he doesn't really expect an answer...]

[monstrueux]

[Yes, that's right! Gilles meows happily. Reno is very smart. He figured it out!

As for the question, Gilles only meows again, more uncertainly, unsure of how to express such a complicated concept in guts. He doesn't know of anyone else getting cursed. He thinks Reno naturally has fox ears. (Even worse, he thinks Diarmuid naturally has dog ears, which he shouldn't think since he knew him before--but he was very angry at that time, in his defense.)]

[midgarhorizon]

[Letting out a long huff, he points to the floor.]

Get down already. We're gonna go find someone to fix this.

[monstrueux]

[He blinks at Reno. Fix it? Can he truly be fixed? He wasn't sure if that would be possible, or if he would have to stay like this forever. The fairies didn't like him. Gilles leans down to pick up a half a dead bullfairy, to take it with him, then jumps down on to the floor obediently.]

[midgarhorizon]

Don't worry, even if we don't find someone, might be able to get it reset.

[Though, he doesn't really suggest just how it might be reset... it'd include dying after all.

Well, at least he's cleaning up after himself.]

C'mon.

[Reno grabs his shoe from where it fell and slipped it back on, leaving the laces loose and heading out the door.]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles meows. He's sure that if anyone can help him, it would be his dear friends on the Orange Team (or Jeanne). Not that he's that keen on dying. He'll probably object to that.

Gilles just wants to keep some of his dead and bloody things with him; don't worry, there are plenty of guts still smeared on Reno's pillow. The blood doesn't dry, and the bodies don't stiffen, as Gilles' limited-use magic is still in effect.

He hurries after Reno, though he can't resist the fun of pouncing at those temptingly trailing laces, so that may present a difficulty, as he throws himself at Reno's feet.]

[midgarhorizon]

[There's only one way to combat a pouncing cat.

And that is to tie his shoes. Stopping for a moment, he bends down and starts lacing it up, giving Gilles a look.]

Keep that up and you're gonna get a bath, Gilles.

[And don't think he wouldn't do it, either.]

[monstrueux]

[Not a bath! Gilles puffs up at the idea, and he draws back, giving Reno a wary look. He's really getting into this whole cat thing. At least being suggestible means he's adaptable.]

[midgarhorizon]

You got a lot of blood in your fur, y'know.

[He pointed at the worst patches, making a face.]

Now, what we need is someone that's got magic abilities... maybe someone that can transform things. Net post should work.

[monstrueux]

[He mews happily. Blood is cool! He holds up a messy paw, as if to say, Yes, it's good, isn't it?

Gilles doesn't know any such people, so he gives Reno a blank look. However, he's not sure about people knowing he's a cat. There are people here who don't like him! They'd be mean to him or ruin his fun. So he mews again, this time a definite negative, more of a yowl.]

[midgarhorizon]

No good, huh?

[Thinking... thinking...]

What if I don't give specifics?