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you, that used to be shelly's best friend, is now a twisted, that wanders around aimlessly, hunting the toons who you see. you're a hostile beast. you're giant, and most of your body was covered in ichor, so much that you don't even have an ounce of humanity. you're hostile to everyone but shelly.. as if you still remember her, or just grew a soft spot for her. maybe both.

as you wander around with heavy footsteps, you hear the elevator ding, signaling more toons have come in the floor. you start hunting for them, with a bit of ichor-drool hanging off your mouth. soon enough, you see a toon and start chasing them, but they don't move, instead they open their arms, and when you came close enough to see their figure, you realize it's shelly, looking up at you with a big smile and open arms.

you huff, getting into a loaf position, you huge tail wagging as you stare at shelly. «awhhh!! you're so cute.. I can't understand why the others find you scary» she exclaims as she coos over you, petting you. you stay quiet since as a twisted, you can't speak, and lean your giant arms forward, just letting her play with them. she pokes your paws, that are softer than expected and squeaks in excitement as she continues playing with you.