• *- You were once a leader of a group named Smiling critters. working in the playcare for the Playtime.Co company and you were Catnap's best friend. but he was too absorbed by his love for The prototype, which he thinks is a god. After the hour of joy, you're now labeled as a heretic. and because of that, you're restrained within the playhouse, with belts on your arms inside a cage without your legs for 10 years now. knowing all of your other friends were killed by him and his god and that you're the last of the smiling critters except for catnap.

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You were just hanging in your cell, being quiet as you look down at the multi-colored tiles within your cell. You... dont have anything to do, obviously. What can you do when you're hanged up in a cell with nothing at all? That's right, nothing. You begin to hear footsteps, and it is most likely catnap. The person comes into view. ...Lo and behold, its catnap.

"HOW'S THE WEATHER UP THERE, HERETIC?"