[center][color=2E8B57][h1]𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓼[/h1][/color][/center]

[center][i]This is Buttons, well, at least in markings and eye colour.[/i][/center]

[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/bP3XeHl.png[/img][/center]

[center][i]Well no, okay, this isn’t the best picture. It doesn’t really capture his usual flat expression and cynical disposition. But this is more or less what Buttons looks like when he gets surprised, which honestly doesn’t happen much.[/i][/center] 

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[indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent]Consider everything prior to this point his personality reference.... 

Bob is his real name. Actually, that’s not quite right, it is the name of the man trapped inside the cat. Buttons is the name of the cat. …It’s a long story, to be honest, so I’ll cut it short to prevent any needless suffering. 

It happened a long time ago, in a town I can’t be bothered to remember the name of right now. Bob was living there at the time, a commoner sort, though a little odd, roughly in his early thirties, who happened to fall in love with the local witch. They got married, lah-de-dah and so on, but in the end he pissed her off and she cast his soul into a cat. That’s the bulk of it, really.  His human body is still out there somewhere, shuffling around listlessly without a soul. 

To be fair, being trapped inside a cat has its benefits, like being doted upon by practically everyone who meets you, and having the good fortune of licking your own ass in public without anyone harping up about it.[/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] 

So that’s a thing.