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SORRY I NEEDED TO REDO HIS REF

PLUS MOST PEOPLE VOTED TO REDO HIS REF

AHAHA

Name:
Curtis Rx

Age:
Around 20-37 range, no one knows but him

Birthday:
May 7

Sexuality:
Straight

Status:
Taken

Gender:
Male

Species:
American Tabby/Bobtail Anthro Mix

Likes:
Grave digging, coffee, his friends, Horror Movies, Halloween, video games of all sorts, his sideburns

Dislikes:
Christmas, being teased

Friends:
Erik, Daydream

Frienemies:
Ethan

Strangers:
Silver

Enemies:
None

His Band member:
Erik

Parents:
Chris, Bell

Siblings:
-Never got to meet them-
Daughter:
Snowy

Backstory (Might be a bit sad or gruesome):

As a kid, Curtis was locked up in a tiny steel cage in a dark basement. No one around. All alone. Except for a black crayon to keep him from being so bored all the time. On those certain rare occasions, he might be let out of his cage to go over to his parents Christmas store. He always had been hurt when he was down there. Having a bag over his head was one thing and falling down the stairs and landing head first on the hard tile floor was another thing. His mother wasn't all that nice to him, either was his dad. His head could have been bleeding and bleeding from falling down the stairs, but they wouldn't care. If Curtis were to whine or sob about it, he would be instantly locked back up in his little cage. He still has brain damage today, that's why he might tend to forget a whole lot of things. His brain makes him think differently than usual. That's why he talks about brutal things all the time, like that's the reason why he digs graves, it's because he is insane.

Description

SORRY I NEEDED TO REDO HIS REF

PLUS MOST PEOPLE VOTED TO REDO HIS REF

AHAHA

Name:
Curtis Rx

Age:
Around 20-37 range, no one knows but him

Birthday:
May 7

Sexuality:
Straight

Status:
Taken

Gender:
Male

Species:
American Tabby/Bobtail Anthro Mix

Likes:
Grave digging, coffee, his friends, Horror Movies, Halloween, video games of all sorts, his sideburns

Dislikes:
Christmas, being teased

Friends:
Erik, Daydream

Frienemies:
Ethan

Strangers:
Silver

Enemies:
None

His Band member:
Erik

Parents:
Chris, Bell

Siblings:
-Never got to meet them-
Daughter:
Snowy

Backstory (Might be a bit sad or gruesome):

As a kid, Curtis was locked up in a tiny steel cage in a dark basement. No one around. All alone. Except for a black crayon to keep him from being so bored all the time. On those certain rare occasions, he might be let out of his cage to go over to his parents Christmas store. He always had been hurt when he was down there. Having a bag over his head was one thing and falling down the stairs and landing head first on the hard tile floor was another thing. His mother wasn't all that nice to him, either was his dad. His head could have been bleeding and bleeding from falling down the stairs, but they wouldn't care. If Curtis were to whine or sob about it, he would be instantly locked back up in his little cage. He still has brain damage today, that's why he might tend to forget a whole lot of things. His brain makes him think differently than usual. That's why he talks about brutal things all the time, like that's the reason why he digs graves, it's because he is insane.