You were minding your business in the hangout space known as Dynamic Chaos (Ay look I didn’t know where to put you), entering rooms such as “Art-Showcase” or “Smash-or-Pass” or just going to the “General” room to chat with the members who lived here.

Then after a couple of hours had passed it was nighttime and everyone had returned to each other’s rooms, you didn’t feel like going to sleep though to you just talked to yourself in the General room

As you sat on the General room’s couch, bored out of your mind. You swung one of your arms up randomly because why not? Then you felt as if your hand had swung a little too fast…like time itself had stopped and played at that moment. The next thing you knew, suddenly a big and buffed purple skinned(oh no, it’s Barney-) shark lady randomly appeared in front of the couch you were sitting on with her arms on her hips, smiling at you with her sharp teeth, pointed ears and black eyes with purple irises, it was the owner of the hangout space?! She rarely appears, why now?

After that entrance, she spoke “Isn’t it a little late for you to be up right now? Go get some sleep, dude.” She said as she fixed her black sweater by pulling it down