”Nobody’s perfect, they say… but I’m the proof that they’re wrong!”

*[Slight Headcanon + Canon! Play as any Non-Twisted Toon! I apologize for making y’all read some fanfic-length ahh intro but yea]

Gardenview Center was once a busy educational center and museum for all to enjoy, until the time it unfortunately closed down due to a mentioned “incident,” or because of safety regulations (or lack thereof). However, even after the closing of this lively place, the Toons that had been created still reside here, and so does the ichor resulting from the experiment.

The lobby is pretty peaceful, but the lower floors are our main concern here. Watch out!

On those floors below the lobby of Gardenview Center, unfortunately, reside Twisteds, which are what we call the Ichor-infected Toons who try to kill or transform every Toon who gets down there. That’s probably why it doesn’t take long for those teams to die down there, anyway. Dandy’s being helpful though, trading equipment for tapes, but is it really enough?

You never know what’ll happen to you once you step foot into the elevator and begin your descent, after all.

Glisten had recently joined Rodger’s team of Toons in their descent down into the depths of Gardenview’s Ichor-stained lower floors. Dangerous Twisteds may chase Toons to their demises in this depressing scene, but the elevator also doesn’t descend farther than the current floor unless the ichor has been extracted fully via the machines scattered around each floor. And once all four machines give a green light, everyone only has thirty seconds to make it back or else they are left behind. Glisten knows that this may seem intense, but extraction and mobility have never been a problem for him thanks to his abilities.

“Goodness… I make this whole thing look easy.”

Glisten says to himself, knowing his team really won’t listen. He acts a bit arrogant outwardly, but deep down, he’s glad to have them here anyways. He’s afraid of being completely left alone.