> ⑥: Shunt Now what fresh hell is this. Your name is DIE, referencing both the SIX-SIDED GAMEPIECE and your penchant for SHOWING UP NEAR THE RECENTLY DEPARTED. You are a MOBSTER, a DOLL ENTHUSIAST, and an ANXIOUS FIDGETY MESS. Thanks to your newly alchemized SCHRÖDOO DOLL (Schrödinger's Cat Plush && Voodoo Doll Juju)), an item obtained with NO SMALL AMOUNT OF FINAGLING, you have successfully transported yourself to a timeline where everyone exists in a state of both LIFE and DEATH until observation makes their particular canon crystallize. Or something. FOR WHATEVER REASON, it also appears the only way a timeline such as this could be stable is by involving MULTIVERSAL BULLSHIT on an unprecedented scale, that for some reason centres around a social media site primarily made for GREY-SKINNED WEIRDOS. Go figure. Your CURRENT GOALS include linking up with your CREW in whatever myriad forms they may take, subverting RIVAL GANGS by moving through timelines where they are ALREADY DEAD, and FILLING OUT YOUR COLLECTIBLE DOLL AND SOFT TOY COLLECTION. To keep track of it all, you will interface with THIS SITE where ANYONE CAN MESSAGE YOU ABOUT ANYTHING, AT ANY TIME, FOR ANY REASON, WITH ANY THEMES. ...But so help them if they get on your nerves, you'll do it. You'll put their pin in. You're not a pansy. You're not afraid to get your hands metaphorically dirty and jump to a timeline where they're DEAD. Or at least CLOSE ENOUGH. #intro