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.]

Comments

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.]

Dorms, his room

[kindofademon]

[Oh! A dead bullfairy on his pillow. And a cute cat on his bed.

It's not hard to tell the cause of death for the bullfairy, given the state of the cat's paws and the fact that that's how cats operate, so Ryuunosuke gives the dead monster a once-over before turning to the cat.]

You did pretty nice work here. Hey, you're probably another resident, aren't you? Monsters don't get in rooms, so you must be. Thanks for the present.

[It might be hard for him to recognize his Servant, what with the whole cat thing.]

Re: Dorms, his room

[monstrueux]

[Of course, Gilles made his way to Ryuunosuke's room, and he is lying quite contentedly there.

Slowly closing and then opening his eyes, Gilles starts to purr. He opens up his mouth, and with a gentle cough, deposits another small mouthful of glistening viscera on the mattress, the red blood leaving a small stain on the sheet. He reaches out with his front legs and starts to knead the sheets with his claws.

Then he meows, loudly.]

[kindofademon]

Hehehe. [Not caring a bit about the blood, Ryuunosuke sits next to Gillescat and gives him a good few pets. He confirms that the collar's there - definitely a resident.]

You probably don't want to be kept as a pet, but you are pretty cute, and a good hunter too.

music floor

[puppy_lancer]

[The hell is that noise. Lancer can hear it even in the stair case, coming up from a lower floor. He growls and stomps onto the floor...only to see a cat bouncing around on the instruments.]

Hey, you, stop it! Didn't your owner teach you better?

[monstrueux]

[At Lancer's words, Gilles leaps a mighty leap, from the piano and onto the cymbals, with a resounding crash, as yet another drum set falls over. Apparently, no, his owner didn't teach him well at all.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He growls and stomps toward the cat. He's going to try and snatch it away from the instruments.]

floor 100

[rebelprince]

[Ever since Zuko did his first check of the tower floors, he's avoided this one. It's upsetting, and it's just not right. The courtyard pond has no turtle-ducks, he can't lean back against the big tree, and most of all it's silent.

Now, though, he comes to sit for a bit. He'd been pulled back home, to a destroyed world. He'd seen it. Granted, it was the wrong apocalypse, but it was harrowing anyway and he can't help but think that he should have been there, somehow.

There's a cat here. Zuko hesitates, but there's no one else to talk to.]

Looking back is tough.

[monstrueux]

[Gilles feels a terrible sense of longing and grief when he sees this floor. It doesn't matter that he can't touch it, that Charles and Jeanne and La Hire and the rest are not there... It's the scene he carries in his heart, and so, this floor is very real, because it reminds him of the pain he already bears, making it seem heavier, fresher.

He turns to Zuko with an understanding look and meows. His words are just what Gilles was thinking! It's hard to remember what he once was, when he knows what he's become.]

Cafeteria

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen is so involved in his thoughts that he's lost track of his surroundings. Lately, every waking moment has been dedicated to thinking about the collar fluid, which he's begun to understand a little bit better by now. It's positively fascinating. And if he tries just a little bit harder, works a little bit longer, he can figure out exactly what he's dealing with, he can feel it--

Aaand there's a cat walking across his table. An ugly one, too. He rears back and blows a raspberry, as if afraid he might have gotten fur in his mouth, and notes with a grimace that his nutrition bar has been stepped on.]

Oh-- Get down, you mangy beast!

[He shoves at the cat none-too-gently, though still a lot softer than he would have had he not been in public. What can he say? He's a dog person.]

[monstrueux]

[Usually, he would be much more respectful to Maître Richtofen, but Richtofen startled him! When he's shoved, Gilles doesn't really think before turning and burying his teeth in Richtofen's hand, in the skin between his thumb and pointer finger.

storage floor

[glassceiling]

[Assassin can hear purring as she passes by this floor on the staircase. She's drawn to look inside and finds a cat, hopping from box to box, playing with various insects strewn across the boxes and floor.]

[She steps closer to get a better look, wondering if the cat's owner is also on this floor. However, even as she steps around and looks between and inside the boxes, she can find no other people. It's especially strange because she can sense a Servant on the floor.]

[Finally, having checked in what she currently believes to be every nook and cranny, she comes back to watch the cat again. And, as she looks at it, she realizes it's rather...cute.]

[A blush starts spreading over her pale cheeks. The cat might have some strange habits, but he's so fluffy...]

[monstrueux]

[Ah--!

Gilles sees a new person and pauses in his playing. It is enjoyable, at times, to be a cat and not to think--about his crimes or his sorrows or his hungers.

He blinks, slowly. He leans down and takes up a nearby scuttling beetle in his jaws, with a crunch, then hops down from his current perch and deposits the dead bug at Assassin's feet.]

Floor One Dorms

[bashfulshifter]

[What is that smell? Ugh, it's like--rotted corpses and mud, smeared all over his beautiful territory! Did Jason release a horde of unwashed orcs through the dorms or something? Who did this?]

[The orange tabby seems especially peeved as he does his usual marking this morning, having to spend twice as much time rubbing out the stench from random points in the wall. It's almost as if whatever is leaving it is walking through the walls themselves, but--no, that would be silly. Someone must've spilled their plate of steaming entrails or something. Disgusting.]

[Well the cat certainly has his work cut out for him...particularly since new stains of scent keep showing up on each pass. Is the culprit still wandering around? If so, Rusty has words for you.]

ha ha I hoped this would happen

[monstrueux]

[The culprit may be hard to find, since he's spending a great deal of time beautifying rooms, but he likes running down the hallways at full tilt as well, which is what he's doing now, with a still twitching bullfairy in his mouth.

When he catches sight of the other cat, he stills, his eyes wide. The bullfairy groans.

Gilles, as he doesn't quite know how to be a cat, hasn't caught on to the whole "washing himself" thing. So he's absolutely filthy by this point.]

[Dorms]

[faithstaynight]

Urgh!

[Well, it's a good thing Ruler doesn't often use her bed, what with a spirit not having to sleep and all, because she just found a very dead animal dropped on her pillow, and she's not exactly looking too pleased with this discovery.]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles likes it in this room, and he's napping contentedly beneath the bed, having lingered after depositing his present. When he hears a very familiar voice cry out, he leaps up. Is that Jeanne? With an excited meow, he emerges from under the bed, his whiskers quivering.]

Meadow Floor

[unlikelyfarmhand]

[Hachiken has been on this floor before, and he knows it's relatively safe. He's also sporting a nice new hat and scarf to go with his regular clothes, just because he's often cold.

He sits on the grass, leaning back on his hands to relax, not even seeing the cat.]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles isn't paying any attention to who else might be on the floor, too busy with his fun. Perhaps he doesn't really care. In any case, when his current bullfairy prey flutters away from him, he pursues, heedless of Hachiken's presence. He leaps, flying through the air--and comes down hard, landing right in Hachiken's lap.

That was unexpected! What's happened? Who is this? He looks up, blinking.]

Meadow

[hystericull]

[Gamzee had come here between fucking paperwork duties. Leaving a generous stack of unfinished papers on his desk, he ventured up to the meadow. Sometimes, you just had to walk away from the shit that was stressing you out. And, since he couldn't physically walk away from being ditched by everyone in a horrortower, he was walking away from his paperwork. That'll show them.]

[The bullfairies, as decrepit and hideously malformed as they were, were the only reminder he had left here of his matesprit. Former matesprit? Tavros had come to the tower after he had died back on their world, so wherever the Tavros he had formed such destructively disgusting flushed feelings for had gone, he was dead there. He was never going to see him ever again. If by some chance he did return to the tower, he wouldn't remember anything that had happened between them.]

[Well, that was certainly a tangent! And here he was trying to put precisely those thoughts out of his head. With a dejected, grumpy growl, Gamzee watched the injured lusii hobble about until he spotted a few that were more injured than the others. Copper blood leaked from them, dripping in a trail of bodies and brown that only stopped when it came to a little cat - evidently, the murderer.]

[Gamzee couldn't have cared less about the bullfairies. They were a deformed symbol of everything he'd felt here. Close to the actual thing, but twisted in a way that couldn't ever quite be real. Kicking a few of the bodies aside, he bent at the waist to blink down at the cat angrily (even though the sight of those pathetic things bleeding out on the ground made him want to burst into a fit of hysterics.) Putting his hands on his hips, he lifted his upper lip in a snarl.]

The fuck you all think you're motherfuckin' doing, little shitknob of a purrbeast!?

[monstrueux]

[Sorry, Gamzee, killing them is fun! Usually, Gilles doesn't care about harming animals--humans are the entertaining ones--but in his current state, his cat instincts must be satisfied. The bullfairies are small, and they move around and bleed and make sad sounds; they're begging to be pounced on.

He gazes up at Gamzee, wide eyed. He recognizes him, but he doesn't expect to be yelled at. He hasn't done anything wrong, has he? Doesn't Gamzee like creativity?]

Meow?

The Dorms

[sunflowerfairy]

For some, having a strange cat in their bed would be a nuisance. However, to Yotsuba, who had wandered into her dorm room to draw and-maybe-take a small nap, the kitty lying in her bed was super cool! Excited, she tried to hop into bed next to it and pet it.

"Who are you?! Are you a good kitty?! How did you get in?!"

[monstrueux]

Having dozed off, Gilles raises his head and blinks sleepily at Yotsuba when she comes in. He doesn't need to sleep, but being in this form makes him fond of napping. When she starts to pet him, he purrs. He's really come to like being petted, so this is nice. He can't answer her question, so he opens his mouth and meows instead.

That's right, he's a good kitty!