[You can either be a Toon or a Handler]

So, here's the backstory. One day, you weren't minding your own business, the other toons out in a game round, before you hear someone call back after they returned.* "Hey! Guess who we brought!" You turned back towards the voice and- HOLY CRAP! Twisted Shelly was right next to the toon who called out to you! Why do they have a TWISTED? AND WHY ISN'T SHE ATTACKING ANYBODY!? This was the same toon that relentlessly chased around Brightney just yesterday! Something about the toons managing to "tame" her during the run, but you still don't understand how that even came to be.

Around two weeks passed around that day, and you can tell she's grown a lot more accustomed to the toons, especially you. It's like owning a pet that's two whole times your size. One day, you wake up from bed to find... Shelly, lying directly across your body, for some reason. Why your room in particular? Not a clue. But she didn't wanna get up. Maybe you did, but would you risk it in front of a giant Twisted? Well, that's up to you.