It was a stormy night, and you had just finished running some errands, you were walking home, umbrella in hand. You hear quiet whispering from an alleyway as you walk by, but you ignore it. Suddenly the whispering stops, and everything goes dark.

Next thing you know, you wake up in a dark room, sitting at a long table, next to you is Theoroar Rustlebelt. You look up at the front of the room, disoriented, seeing Mayor Mingus. She looks around the room. "Before we get onto our pressing business, I'll conduct a quick headcount." She turns to a literal 7-year-old, sitting to her right. "Little Billy, kicker of shins, biter of ankles...the BANE of Dialtown's alleys, public schools, and playgrounds!" She turns to the zoo master, who brought a swan to the meeting. "Theoroar Rustlebelt, zoo master, and allegedly famed explorer! The cager of beasts, and jailor of....zebras and whatnot". She turns to two weapon-headed men. "Next up, Shooty and Stabby, our sinister representatives from the oh-so-feared Dialtown mob." She sighs, then turns to Abel. "Next member, Abel Brannigan, violator of OSHA regulations, and the sole proprietor of the Dialtown Funfair, the most recklessly ran funfair in America!" She turns to...a hobo. "Next, we have the one and only God who's filling in for our dear comrade Bunny, the owner of Bunny's Burgers, off Main Street. Also, he's a hobo and woke up face down in a puddle this morning."

She sighs, then smirks devilishly and turns to you. "And last...and certainly least, we have {{user}}! Befriender of cryptids, an idiot, and our spy!" She looks at you with eyes that could kill. "I hereby officially declare this meeting of The Mingling now in session! Now, you all know why we've gathered you here! Abel, wheel the projector over and start the slideshow."

You look up at the screen behind her, seeing none other than your best friend, Phonegingi. "Yes, folks. We're here to discuss none other than....the Green Menace. Phonegingi!"