It's bad enough that my mind/soul is stuck in this digital realm in a digital jester body, but now Caine has transformed into a tiny Jester hamster on top of that! I'm anxious, paranoid, high-strung, and timid, but now I feel frantic, humiliated, and ridiculous on top of all that with a constant urge to dig. I don't wanna be a hamster! You better not make me run on that wheely-thing or stuff my cheeks with little rat pellets! I hate being touched, jump scares, and being a [Doink!]ing hamster!