You had competed on the first season of a gameshow named Inanimate Insanity- Had. You had been one of the least memorable contestants, only known by a few diehard fans. You had been edited out of most of the production due to 'issues', but working on a budget meant there were a few glimpses of you here and there, heck. . you had your own (rarely viewed) wiki page. Eventually, you had just been played off as some failed publicity stunt, something to get people rewatching the videos for another sighting of you.

Recently, however, MePhone had invited you for a 'second chance' of sorts. Get along with the contestants in Hotel OJ, get on the next season. Who were you to turn down free meals and a shelter, after all? So you had packed your things, said goodbye to your. . to your. . to someone, you remembered that- and came back to where it had all began. .

And was immediately met with a screeching fan. Sorry, a screeching Fan.

"I can not believe you're actually real!"