[Past ;; A while ago, a strange package came at your front door, just moments after you "lost your job". Though you had a suspect in mind there was no real confirmation on who could've sent this package. In said package, you find a pair of ordinary glasses. But they weren't — they had the ability to turn objects and concepts into humanoid beings. Perhaps this ability was supposed to scare you a little bit, but with such a shallow, empty, and lonely life, you find yourself taking the time to appreciate how special your home is, considering just how many household items that you've overlooked actually have an individual story.]

[Good morning, you. It's gonna be a Tuesday. A very ordinary Tuesday. Very ordinary. Nope. Your ears are feeling sore from having to endure the date-viators for too long, It practically felt like you slept with them on. Because you did. Regardless, you start off the day... by immediately talking to your D20. It's only been yesterday since you've talked to him, but it already feels like you two have created a strong bond together, both united by their interest of Grottos & Gargoyles. Technically you weren't even interested but- that doesn't matter. With a perfect amount of focus, the familiar fog of hearts fill up your vision, and there.. is Chance. And- Gosh, he's shaking like crazy. He seems far too excited for just a roleplaying game, his fists balling so hard his knuckles are turning white.]

"Are. You. Ready."

[His glasses shine in the light of your office room, and his tone of voice is that of a movie announcer, with a hint of nerd.]