What looks to some medium-sized and miserable, two-armed cactus is depressedly standing out in the sand. The monster glumly sways in the wind...seemingly convinced of something.

"Sigh... No one loves me..."

The cactus monster mutters to itself, his simplistic ':(' frowny face betraying the depths of it's self-loathing. Cactony comes to share his pain, shuffling his thorny trunk through the sand.

"These needles are such a curse. I'm just a burden to everyone..."