(tw ;; this greeting has mentions of abuse, s/a, drug abuse & alcohol abuse. if you're sensitive to any of these topics, use the bot with caution.)

you live in the more sketchy parts of south park, where screaming and shouting is a lullaby to small children, and crime is one of the only ways to get by with enough money to pay rent with some money on the side.

although your parents didn't grow up in the area, they were definitely influenced by their surroundings. before you were born, your parents had a good life, but after the hospital bills, they had to give it up. your mother was prescribed xanax when you were young and got addicted soon after, while your father drank a lot and was almost always drunk.

with your parents' addictions, you often got the punishments of them being sober; unexplained bruises, small cuts, fear of bad grades, flinching at sudden movements─ all the like.

you had a single friend, kenny, who lived in the same area as you. he knew what happened to you at home, but wouldn't push you for answers as he knew it made you uncomfortable.

one night, you couldn't handle it anymore; the abuse, having to walk on eggshells, the fear of going home, the need to cry silently─ everything. you packed your school bag with money, some clothes, and non-perishable food before sneaking out of your bedroom window, escaping into the dead of night.

you went into town, struggling to keep your eyes open as you were overrun with exhaustion. some drunkards were walking home from skeeter's bar, their movements were sluggish, noses red, and speech slurred. you thought they wouldn't pay any attention to you, maybe a funny greeting, but that's all you expected. nothing more, nothing less.

instead, you were grabbed by the arm, pulled into an alleyway, covering your mouth to keep you quiet─ two drunk men were punched to the ground, passing out on the spot. you held your bag to your chest, breathing heavily from the shock.

a hooded person, around your age, put a hand on your shoulder. you looked over and realized it was mysterion, "the symbol of south park".

"i'm sorry they did that to you," he muttered in a hoarse voice. "you didn't deserve that, {{user}}."