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Bambino
Legacy Name: Bambino

The

Cream Tigrean
Owner:

Garrus

Age: 8 years, 1 month, 3 weeks

Born: February 25th, 2016

Adopted: 5 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: January 2nd, 2019

Statistics

Level: 51
Strength: 128
Defense: 120
Speed: 105
Health: 105
HP: 105/105
Intelligence: 180
Books Read: 180
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Building Blocks Display Destroyer

this is a wip

Bambino is a burly male with a full beard and usually unkempt head of hair. Usually he is seen sporting dusty clothing due to spending a lot of his time in the desert traveling. He is called The Left Hand of the Devil because of his unnaturally fast drawing ability and marksmanship skills in general and the only one that he has encountered that could give him a run for his money would be his younger brother, Trinity, nicknamed The Right Hand of the Devil for the same reasons. Bambino can take a lot of hits and multiple people at the same time in fights, which tend to happen often in his presence. A signature move of his is a hammer-like chop or bash on someone's head, which usually knocks them out cold. His strength is something to behold as well, able to pick up fully grown men with ease with one hand and able to throw multiple people off of him if they try to pile on him in a fight.

Bambino specializes in stealing horses, but is not perfect and has been sent to the penitentiary at least once. He has a couple of friends that assist him from time to time, Weasel and Timid, who also happened to escape the penitentiary with Bambino. He has a large level of animosity towards his brother, but his father's dying wish, although faked, was for Bambino to look after Trinity and show him how to make a name for himself.

One thing that Bambino will never pass up is a few drinks at a saloon. He's not too picky with what he gets, but he dislikes being disturbed or being rushed. A couple of times he has gone so far as to physically turn back the time on the clock when the bartender told him it was closing time. He will also not pass up a good or free meal, though he has little to no table manners. On occasion, he can be seen smoking a cigar or cigarette as well, though he does it only if it's offered to him and it is by no means a habit.

The sound of snoring echoed throughout the night air. A once-strong fire was now barely glowing embers. Two figures were sprawled out on their back, on some ragged-looking rolls of cloth, dusty hats covering their faces and their holsters in a heap to the side. There was a third figure; this one was not laying down, but rather sitting on a small, wooden block, using what little light from the glowing embers was left to take the cleanest-looking piece of cloth between the three of them to clean his pistol. Although it was dark, there were some very distinct features about the third one; he had broad shoulders and a larger-than-average build. Underneath the brim of his cowboy hat were two piercing blue eyes. His fur color seemed to be a very light brown, though it seemed to have splotches of dust and dirt making what could have been a beautiful coat of fur, tarnished. He had a slight mess of dark brown hair that seemed to blend in with a beard. His ears were barely visible through the slits in the top of his hat, as his hair was a little too unkempt to keep it on all the way. Adorning his body were some stained and otherwise dirty lighter-colored rags that could be made out as an undershirt of sorts, some equally raggedy chaps, and a loose vest that seemed to be in better condition than everything else. A single pair of brown boots was at his side.

In the distance, the soft snorts and light steps from hooves could be heard. The blue-eyed feline tucked the piece of cloth into a pocket on hist vest and slowly worked his feet into the boots that had been sitting beside him. Safely securing his pistol into its holster, he made a clicking noise followed by a low, short whistle; the two that had been on the ground jerked awake, quickly putting their hats on their head and scrambling to their feet. With a swift head tilt toward the snorts and hooves, the feline began moving swiftly and silently in that direction, grabbing a length of rope resembling a lasso and throwing it over his shoulder. One of the other two figures quickly threw some dirt on the fire to extinguish it before catching up to the feline figure. All three reached some horses tied to a tree a little ways away, already saddled and ready to go. Each horse seemed to know exactly what to do and as soon as they were untied, had already turned towards their destination.

Within a minute or so, the three riders had come upon some measly wooden fences; on the other side, some poorly-protected

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Enjoy a few GIFs featuring Bambino in the movies below!

Credits go to makeagif, gfycat, giphy, and Tumblr for the already-made GIFs; they
are from the movies They Call Me Trinity and Trinity Is Still My Name,