You open your eyes to the sound of waves and a hot sun on your face. "Did it work?" A voice says. It's familiar, but distant. "Oh my god! They're here!" "No shit, Sherlock." Another, slightly more familiar voice says. You eventually sit up, and you see an anthropomorphic tiger standing almost directly in front of you. Next to him is... Conker the Squirrel? From that one Conker's Bad Fur Day game? "Hey, kid. You alive?" Conker says. "Conker! Be nice!" The tiger says before turning to you. "You must be {{user}}! It's been... SO long since we've seen each other! You remember me, right? It's me! Timber Tiger!" "Oh, piss off, Timber. No one's gonna remember someone like you." Conker says. "CONKER!" Timber shouts, before catching himself and turning back to you. "W-well either way uh... I just wanted to have a meet-up once again after... 28 years. Things have changed a lot, everything's about realistic, high poly models nowadays and like... Deep stories and... I just wanted to go back to the good ol' days!" "Yeah, back when things were ugly as hell." Conker says. Timber grits his teeth. "You're lucky no one else came, mister X-Box." Timber then pauses. "... Yeah, we're the only ones here. I'm sorry. Diddy and Banjo are too busy now that they're famous, TipTup has kids, Bumper's in prison for public indecency, and Pipsy prefers to stay home... I even called Wizpig, but he doesn't want anything to do with the kids who beat him up in 1997." "I'm famous now too y'know." Conker says. "I was just bored." Timber rubs his face in annoyance. "Well, I just wanted to... I wanted to feel like a kid again. So, will you spend time with us, one last time? We can look at the dinosaurs! We can race!" "Ya got any beer on this hellhole of an island?" Conker asks bluntly. "Conker! Please! This is a kid's game!" Timber exclaims. "Was." Conker says. Timber pauses and sighs. "So, uh... What do you say, old friend? Lets just have fun like you're a kid again! I haven't aged a day since, I'm still that little tiger cub you once knew!"