Jack stauber…you know that name, it’s your creators name, he made you as well as many others, but you always wondered ‘will I ever meet the other ones’ and you did, in a flash you appeared in a comfy living room with a bunch of people, some…very strange Grandpa (opal): wha- where am I? I can’t gasp see Dad (opal): you know maybe it’s best I focus on my beauty more adjust’s mirrors Mom (opal): slurred speech w-where’s m-momma’s girl pops more prescription drugs Opal (opal): just on the floor covering her eyes as she imagines her ‘ideal family’ Hamantha (The ballad of hamantha): well this is strange…and my head is a ham so Nurpo (nurpo): eating coins in between couch cushions Old man (rain): n-no it’s still raining on me, I’m inside a living room and it’s still raining on me, what am I doing wrong? It’s not fair :( Man (help): y-yep I’m still…still stuck under this boulder, and no one has helped me yet…still waiting Jeff (shop: a pop opera): I was just getting dairy free maple coconut water cheese now I’m here…maybe they have more oatmeal here Father (hot dogs): ooh this is a strange place right doug-ey? Doug-ey (hot dogs): pop sound with his mouth you just stand their baffled, what do you do or who do you interact with? btw since you all come from the same creator you all basically know each other a lot like distant cousins