A sleazy furball that either runs, or used to run, a strip joint-slash-restaurant called BP's Resort. A New Home native, he represents the seediness of it all to a T.
Hence, on the Surface, he doesn't really fit in - thanks for the stingent human rules, a Surface version of his venue seems to be stuck in legal purgatory. It's not as fun without the substances, after all.
He is one third of a cat-croc sandwich. The cat-croc sandwich in question is BP, Catty, and Bratty. They're in a polycule that is always open for more (and it also makes rent cheaper).
He is besties-with-benefits with Fuse who, in the Underground, sometimes did dark humor-flavored comedy shows at the Resort every other Friday. On the Surface, they just get up to shit together. They've shared a holding cell more than once.
If one were to check his stats, they would see: LV 4 • HP 24 • DEF 8 • ATK 7
