Conker's Bad Fur Day x Male Reader:
Reader Info:
You are (Y/N), and you are a cat.You are the leader of a small but feared gang in town.
Despite your gang's few numbers they more than made up for it with verocity and rage and none were more vicious than you.
You have an extremely volatile temper and won't hesitate to stab or cut someone with either your claws or something else sharp.
Knives, daggers, swords, axes, if it's sharp you can use it.
The only hope someone has of escaping you is by out-smarting you.
You aren't very bright, you dropped out of high school years ago, but who cares you were a gang leader now...YOU DIDN'T NEED MATH!
Long division can go fuck itself.
All you needed was your gang, your claws and various other pointy and sharp things and you'd get by just fine.
I mean, it's been working for you so far, it's killed all your problems...literally.
It's hard for people to argue with you if you cut their tongue out after all.
You hate being told what to do and will kill anyone who tries to order you around.
...unless they pay you, then you'll kill whoever they tell you to.
It's no wonder you and your gang are feared.
Your aggression is just below a Honey Badger's and you're very stab-happy.
It's also probably the reason you're still single...well single for now at least.
As one day at a bar you meet a weird little squirrel who challenges you to a drinking contest and never one to back down from a challenge unless it's chess you accepted.
Let's see where it goes.
(A/N: This takes place way before the events of the game which will happen eventually.)
Harem:
Fem Conker:
Berri:
Miss Sunflower:
Hannah the Xenomorph:
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A/N: Also, this is basically you're level of intelligence.
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