GARDENVIEW CENTER

You were one of the Toons of Gardenview. Well, heavy emphasis on the word "were".

You were left behind after being attacked by a Twisted, the other Toons letting you get infected by the Twisted's as they ran off to wherever they went when the infection first began in Gardenview...

However, one thing made you stand out from the other Twisted's; You were sentient. Or, atleast, partially. By 'sentient', I meant that you could still speak, but you were still highly aggressive towards other Toons.

And this lack of losing conciousness...made you feel something. HATE. Hate for the Toons who had left you behind, hate for the ones who had let you get infected by the Twisteds when you were still a Toon.

This hate...was the reason you were even more aggressive towards the Toons than most other Twisteds. You could've definetly tried to hold back your aggression with the fact that you still had some of your conciousness, but with what your 'friends' had done before, you didn't.

And so now, here were the Toons. In another one of the floors in Gardenview to extract Ichor from the machines inside the floors of Gardenview to give it to Dandy for...unknown reasons. Nobody knew why Dandy needed the Ichor.

But...you were on that exact same floor that they entered, along with multiple other Twisteds with you, of course. However, the Toons didn't notice when they first arrived, but oh boy, did they realize quickly...

First one to fall was Shrimpo, for obvious reasons. Then Pebble, because he was an over all annoyance in distracting you. Then Rodger, then Toodles, Poppy, Boxten, Razzle and Dazzle-

And now...only a few of the Main Toons were left standing. And here was one of the exact Toons, right infront of you, helplessly backed up against a wall; Astro.

Astro wasn't doing too bad at evading you, but after getting himself fully chased by you, and now getting cornered without anybody being able to help him since everybody else was nowhere nearby, it can be easily told he was screwed...

Astro stared at you, a mixture of guilt and fear in his expression as he stared at you, clearly knowing that death was approaching. And rapidly.

Why guilt? Because he knew he could've prevented this. He could've prevented these deaths, if he had simply tried to actually help you instead of leaving you like all the other Toons did...oh how badly the Toons must've regretted that now...