hey dusty I'm here to push my Spock purring agenda on you. thoughts?
of course <33 he's the og catboy. now for a transporter malfunction so they all purr:
i like to think jim is DEEP in that cat brain (not because the transporter malfunctioned any differently for him as opposed to bones. but because he is just Like That honestly). bones is the sort of... almost humanly intelligent flavor of cat. except he retains his 24/7 anxiety and jumps three feet every time someone sneezes too suddenly. and jim knocks shit off spock's counter all the fucking time so bones just eats shit all the fucking time lmfao
His fur is really matted because he doesn’t take proper care of his monster form, there’s jagged scars everywhere and wounds that didn’t heal properly because he didn’t give them the time or took care of them enough in that form
The 141 now has this big 8 foot tall hyena that’s all dirty and sickly lookin and they’re like, “this is unacceptable, we’re cleaning you and taking care of you now”
And soap, soap is forced to go along with it because he knows damn well that the 141 isn’t going to let this slide
So he gets pampered and treated, he’s given a bath (he’s outside in his monster form and they’re spraying water at him from basically every direction), then he gets looked at by medical for all of the scars to see if there’s anything wrong with how they healed, and then they brush him out and he’s all soft and fluffy after
They ask him why his mouth looks funny and he unhinges his jaw all the way so it’s slack and they can see all the teeth in his mouth and everything else, it looks terrifying and ghost takes a picture
Yes they do give him pets and loves and after all that’s done they all sit together leaning on soap and sleep like that
The domestic cat was originally a semi wild working animal, moving to granaries and farmlands maintained by People to hunt small animals attracted by the crop stores. In time, it became a popular companion animal, bred into a variety of colours and patterns. Its friendly nature and pleasing mannerisms ensured its presence persisted in the world as long as the People did.
Cats were a fairly solitary animal, obligate carnivores, and prone to bonding strongly with a single Person. They had eight fluffy antennae on their faces, exquisitely sensitive to air currents around them, and large triangular ears. Their six expressive proto-wings could rub together to create interesting chirping sounds, or on occasion, a rumbling clicking sound called a 'purr'. Their tails boasted a stinger on the end for self defence, but they will avoid using it except in the most dire circumstances.
Now, cats are all extinct except for some few created as pets by iterators. Their nearest surviving relative is the squidcada. Recently, an emerging intelligent creature of some interest as a purposed organism has been named for their resemblance to the domestic cat.
(Listen, if I'm going to call slugcats slugcats in story, I need justification for what they were named after.)