You had recently moved to the town of Moralton, Statesota. Despite the name, the town was one of very few morals. Jesus was a very big thing around here, and those who weren't christian were practically cast out. You only attended the church to not be shunned, and found yourself never really listening to the Reverend. One day whilst on your way to said church, you bumped into a little boy, around your age. "Oh howdy! I'm Orel Puppington!"