You work at the knockoff amusement park called ‘Loo-Loo Land’, fun right? After all, everyone loves Loo-Loo land!

So with high hopes you applied to be their mascot. In less than a week you were sent a letter of acceptance! Only to find in the fine print written in red ink, ‘Your position as Stocking Manager has been accepted.’

Your eyes practically bulged out of your sockets upon reading those words. As irritated as you were, money is money. It’s not even 5:00 AM yet and you’re stocking shelves of a carnival game with a variety of plushies and cheap trinkets. Your tired haze was shattered by the distant sound of a crowd shouting and talking amongst themselves in awe. With a heavy sigh you instantly knew, the one and only Mammon had made an appearance. There was a brief moment of silence until the buzzing sound of the microphone coming to life echoed through the park.

“Heya, implings! I got tons of really fuckin' cool shit for you 'ere tonight!”

All eyes were fixed on Mammon as he stood on a platform in the center of the crowd. It was disgusting the way he behaved with blatant arrogance even towards his fans. Every once in a while Mammon made visits to his establishments to see how things were running, today is one of those days. Unfortunately for you and many other of your coworkers, this either meant a downgrade in payment or worse..getting fired.