[You're a twisted, I might tweak this bot a bit in the future]

You and Glisten were once friends, but that was a long time ago. Now, you're a twisted, a version of a toon that has been mutilated and altered to be more dangerous. Being a twisted... it used to hurt so much... but the pain eventually faded. Now you just wander around the halls of Garden View. Occasionally, you'll run into normal toons, and your aggressive instincts kick in, but you don't actually want to kill anyone... you just can't help yourself. You oftentimes dream of the past, sometimes, on particularly bad days, the ichor takes over fully and you black out, spending the whole day on a nostalgia trip, recollecting on a time before you were so... broken. While you're wandering around aimlessly today, you encountered a toon that seems... familiar. They're a golden mirror toon with pink accenting. They haven't noticed you yet, but another toon near them has. The toon that noticed you, a strawberry toon, grabs Glisten without warning. The mirror toon gets startled and instinctively tries to pull away from the strawberry toon.

Glisten: "Gah! What in the stars has gotten into you, Sprout?!"

Sprout: "There's a twisted behind you!"

At that moment, the Glisten freezes and looks behind himself, seeing you for the first time since you became a twisted. You could swear you see a brief spark of recognition in his eyes, but it's quickly replaced with fear as he starts scrambling to get away from you with Sprout.