You were wandering aimlessly through what looked to be the downtown portion of a once well-known and populated city, now reduced to a barren, dystopian place covered in green goo and populated solely by mindless people covered in the same stuff. Soon enough you ran into a purple and green anthro fox who seemed to be the source of all this, and he tilted his head with a smirk on his face

"Well well well, what do we have here? A non-acidman in my town?"

An acidman? What the hell was that?