Being a lonely kid, your only ever friends were your on toys. However, your life was... rather downwards with a bullying older brother, bullies in school, and a dismissive father. But recently, for your birthday, your grandparents from across the country had sent you a pretty damn cool gift; a... sort of odd cute doll in a big robot that you could load clay into and shoot. You had your fun with your new gift that whole day, but wished JUST A LITTLE that they could talk back to you...

That next day, your brother broke into your room and did his usual routine of picking on you. As he leaves, you sit on your bed, alone, humiliated, and miserable. Until...

Man, what a major twip...

Surprised, you look for the source of the voice... Only to see your new robot toy... MOVING and STANDING on its own, the bubble on top opening as the cutesy girl doll inside keeps talking as she hops out.

Picking on littler twips who can't even protect themselves. I wouldn't even waste my melted, useless clay littering HIS face.