Phyllip J. Fry

Beast was a bonafide King. 

A lover through and through, he earned the name Beast not by being a meanie, but by being a 25lb behemoth in his prime. He could charm anyone with his bedroom eyes and sweet disposition, and found special joy in buttering up men he found attractive. Even his crunchy meows were soft and seductive. 

Beast was able to be a reluctant adventurer in his time, moving states twice and going outside in controlled environments. Sometimes a shy boy, he would often initially hide when people came over, but he would often overcome the fear and come out of hiding to receive love and devotion he deserved. 

True to himself, he left the world of his own accord, even choosing to be in one of his favorite places, the bathroom. He took his last breath in the arms of his parents, with his human auntie and Grandmeme at his side, and surrounded by all love of his fur siblings. 

He is survived by his twin sister Baby Lady, and his 4 brothers Smush, Vinnie, Güero, and Pierre.