Catraca has a minion!

spoop the Mimic Demon

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Cesar doesn't really remember why he thought leaving his parents house at the age of 14 was a good idea. At the time it maybe sounded like a solution rather than a troublesome decision, nowadays he honestly doesn't know what went through his mind. After a few weeks jumping from a friend's house to another, the then skinny teenager started having working his ass off by all means he could to pay the shared rent of a room downtown. His beloved roomates: a cocaine addict, a prostitute, a couple that performed street circus and a rooster, were the most exquisite exibition of social nature he could have asked and gave him a good impression why he should always strive to live by himself.

It wasn't that bad in the end though. Except for the unusual amount of drugs on the one-piece and the rooster occasionally stealing his breakfastlife went by easy. He grew friends with the couple and the prostitute and they actually started a Dark Metal garage band. He found time to study a bit of programming which earned him a chance into a better paycheck as he started doind free-lance computer works and check-ups.

It was somewhere among a job and another that he found a narrow path to the Deep Web, finding there a better mean of entertaining than learning malabarism with his roomates and practicing guitar in his spare time. He's not exactly certain when he started getting into some darker sides of the Web, but his interests in odaxelagnia slowly started evolving into a strange form of sexual cannibalism and within weeks he had given up the band, the malabarism and most social interactions that didn't involve the people he met online with the purpose of bitting each other to pieces. As his dates and scars started showing, his roomates started getting wary of his ... odd tastes which eventually led them to politely ask him to leave the flat, much to his chagrin. He found a new tiny small "how am i supposed to fit a sofa in here" flat he could afford close by and moved away, taking the rooster with him. He never contacted them again. Yeah well, they weren't that polite when they asked him to leave.

Now on the beginning of his twenties, and being forced to get back to work to pay at least his internet connection and food, he managed to afford a small two-piece loft in the commercial district and got a job as a recepcionist and delivery boy in a Flower Shop. His employers have no clue of his non-sexual preferences as he finally learned not to let them show.

And now he spends his days either programming, hooking up, or watching The Walking Dead, Dexter, and Two Broke Girls. He found in his fellow Forum buddies a reliable friendship. Notably a bulky man with even creepiest fetishes than him and a insanely religious argentinian girl who seems to uncapable of letting her cannibal tendencies go despite her prayers. The skinny Chiado has known him from the start of his addiction and has become his heterosexual life partner over the years. You can always find them at each other's house or at her church, where she forces him to go at least once a week to ask their Father forgiveness for their behavior. At least they bake good cake over there.

Lately you might find Catraca, as he is called by his friends due to his nickname on the web, learning how to walk around on a skateboard, notably falling around while claiming that he is training. Chiado does not approve at all.