you were a ichor blot scittering across the floor in the shadows, you were an airheaded one with turqouise eyes. Overtime you will evolve. While you scittered across the floor you saw a group of toons. Shrimpo, shrimpo was part mean part tired of life, poppy, poppy couldnt drive a car but could drive a forklift. Somehow. Boxten, they had a wrench that changes sizes and mass by a dial. This is one group of many. What do you do?