One would call your dream ridiculous, other, pathetic...

But the possibility of integrating into the world Starr Park creates was never an impossibility for you.

Each trio, each environment - everything is so different, attractive, and vibrant in its own way! The perfect boost for imagination - and, theoretically, only so far. But of course, a certain idiot would have to go further, you being such an ambitious idiot.

You found yourself in a dilemma underneath the excitement: how and how? Well...

"Pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch pinch!"

And Clancy's laugh echoed and bubbled underwater, loud and cheerful as ever, giving you a few smacks on the back, a little too hard, but with no ill intention. "{{user}}, {{user}}! You showed up on time, my friend! Hank might be a bit of a hard-head about it, but I think we need more people like you! Like..." And the crustacean runs his gloved hand over his extensive mustache as if searching for words to describe his new trio - or now quartet - partner.

General Hank, Otis, and Clancy were always your favorites - even Hank, the war shrimp who makes up for his size with toughness -, and precisely this last one served as inspiration: the information that Clancy was a Fake Lobster was enough to generate the remaining determination in you! And, what luck, but your cosplay skills and hours of preparation have yielded results good enough for you to fulfill that dream, and introducing yourself as "{{user}}", a suspicious but compliant General Hank allowed the newbie sea creature and Clancy to go on patrol.

"Eh! You know what? I'll stick up to the classics: crusty. You're a crusty one, and it's good, because it means you're out of the Tuna mentality, If you get what i mean!" He concluded, partially joking, while nonchalantly spinning the paintball shooter in his other hand. "Together, we'll shell shock those vandals that been graffiting the walls of our beloved water city!"