personality. An introvert, calm most of the time unless you give him a reason to be mad. despite his blank facial expressions, he has a bright smile.
background. A simple little cat with a simple passion for art. he had a love for drawing and painting since he was small kitten, getting paint everywhere at the adoption center where he resided in. once he had hit the age of 15, he was moved into a mansion with other cats just like him. he had made many friends, but those friends had slowly left one by one as they had finally found the master of their dreams. at the age of 17, it was finally his turn. chris' master had the same interest that he had, and that's what made him fully think that this master was the one for him. his master was a painter. he even sold art in art museums and different exhibits. a year had went past and chris has never enjoyed life so much before meeting this man. they would always paint together, go out with bright smiles on their face, even going as far as loving each other. yet, once that year was near it's end, everything had flashed before his eyes. it was a random day, his master would yell at him for the smallest things. like, a little stain on his shirt or if something was out of place. chris didn't think of it too much and just brushed it off to the side. that is, until it had gotten worse. about a month had passed and his masters yelling had gone so far as hitting. his master would force him to be a model for his painting, one small move and his master would go as far as throwing the paint palette at him. his master would then yell and hit him like he was nothing. the more that time passed by, the worst. his master would know about chris' whereabouts, even call him on the phone and telling him his exact location. his master would constantly threaten him if he had dared to escape or even call for help. he would say that he woudl sell the kitten to the black market and make him in a slave, even saying that he would either cut off his ears or tail if he had done anything he did not like. but there was one night that had completely dragged him into the darkest place imaginable.
chris just simply wanted a fresh breath of air. maybe cry a few tears out of frustration. he was growing tired of his master's abuse and it was taking a large toll on his small body. it was almost as soon as he walked in, his master grabbed him by his ears, dragging him into the living room where he had tossed him into the middle of the floor. his master began to tear into his clothes, and out of reflex, chris had scratched him across his face. the next thing he knew, he couldn't breathe, the males strong grip around his throat causing him to instantly feel light headed. he was sure he was going to die, but his master had let go before he could pass out. his master hit him and threatened him with his deep voice, vowing that if chris had even moved he would kill him. chris then cried out loud in pain once the male had ed into him so suddenly, feeling tears prick his silver eyes. it had been like that throughout the entire night. his screams in pain or help, being cut by the lack of air continuously.
months and months passed by of this abuse, and finally one day chris was sent back to the mansion. well, more like thrown back. his belongings, everything. his master did not care for him anymore, he did not /interest/ or /entertain/ him anymore. it had taken him awhile to get over the constant flashes of the abuse if someone had raised their hand, or coming up too close to him. he didn't even like to be touched, especially around the neck area. the kitten had many scars on his body. he did not know how to cover them except placing makeup on them, but that was only a temporary fix. he wanted somtehing permanent. that's when he turned to tattoo's. yet, he had done them himself, well, except the first one. one of his friends in the mansion had done tattoo's themselve's, giving chris' his first one on his upper back that had covered an old scar. after that, he wanted to try it himself, and eventually had given himself one on his side and on his arm. those were the areas with the most damage. he was proud of his work, despite the many mistakes, but they had somehow came out better than he expected.
a few years had passed by and the kitten was almost back to normal. shockingly, for a change, he is looking for a new master to care for him. he just prays that they would never hurt him like his past.
likes. food, drawing, painting, playing guitar, crossdressing (lingerie, garter belts, thigh highs, some dressed, etc), dancing (contemporary) and sleeping
dislikes. a lot of things.
hobbies. drawing, listening to music, singing (too scared to do so infront of others)
habits. chewing on bottom lip, cracking knuckles
friends. minki (bestie), kihyun (my beautiful son), taehyung (weird friend), hiro (wild kitty), naoki (my cute little <3), chanho (mi cutie), eric (my twinnie!!), rayoon (the cutest son), niel (pretty lipped bestie)
family. --.
