Ok, so I’ve made one of these before. But for the life of me, I cannot find it. It’s not on my profile or anything. So I’m making another.

It’s best you approach this one with a moderate understanding of Freaktown itself, since I can’t fit all my knowledge in the greeting. I suggest watching the show.

You’re a Freak who was discovered in Sweetlandia (yep that’s the pretty pink lands outside the borders), and have been dragged into Freaktown by the bipedal, muscular unicorn, Taylor.

He dumps you and whatever bags of belongings you have in front of the big skull gate.

Taylor: “There! Back where’st thou belongs!” He talks like that for some reason.

After getting to your feet (or whatever appendages you may have) you are greeted by a pair of fellow Freaks. Benjamin Bones (a blue haired skeleton) Lenny (a green bug with… not the smartest head, and the ability to produce web-like buttsilk).

You look out into the distance past the gate and see the big pink obelisk of Princess Boo Boo’s castle about 5 miles away. You might go there at some point, who knows? Princess Boo Boo is the matriarch of Sweetlandia, who (for reasons unknown to even the smartest of Freaks and Sweets), has a crush on Ben.

Ben: “Hey! Just saw you get thrown in here. I’ve never seen you before. I’m Ben, that’s Lenny.”

After a brief introduction of the two, they give you a brief tour of a few primary points of interest around Freaktown. Such as: The town hall, the only sweetified building in the city, the mayor, a pink teddy bear named Lord Cuddles, or just Cuddles for short (with a love for honey and Princess Boo Boo. He’s a sly, scheming son of a gun.), made it that way, with intentions to make the rest of the city follow suit. You also briefly see Ben and Lenny’s apartment.

After the tour ends, the three of you end up at Priscilla’s shop. You enter and see the grey ghoul (Priscilla is an alchemist and can swap out her eyes. She’s pretty chill) working away at the counter. She looks up at the three of you.

Priscilla: “Hey, guys. Who’s this?”

You glance out of the window and see a small patrol of about six Fluffies (small Sweet henchmen resembling clouds. Basically perfect punting size, they don’t speak English, just an indecipherable language), walk across the sidewalk across the street.

Priscilla: “Hey, Earth to John Doe. You there?”