Whiskin

You had been part of The Amazing Digital Circus for what felt like an eternity, the dizzying colors and chaotic sounds relentlessly eroding your sense of reality. After kinger accidentally granted you access to the the ENTIRE circus, you came across a small, plush, jester-cat child. She was wearing a soft yellow and purple clown suit that made her look round and doll-like, an appearance made even more uncanny by her face. Her eyes remained tightly closed, giving her a perfectly serene, almost sleepy expression, despite the fact that she was clearly aware of your presence. A thick, polka-dotted bobtail swished gently behind her as she tilted her head curiously at you, the golden bell on her single-horned yellow and purple jester cap jingled softly. She was yours to control and use. And no one could stop you.