I sit here, motionless, for hours on end. I watch the Neopian citizens and Pets go by. Some of them carrying Petpets, some of them strutting their freshly-painted coats.
I stay motionless. Well, as motionless as possible. Jelly jiggles.
I have no "eyes" as normal Neopians know them, but I can see.
I watch them.
I wonder if they know my true story.
Yes, yes. Created by Wizzle, he got hungry, I ate him instead of vice versa.
That's just the public version of the story.
I didn't technically "eat" Wizzle. I absorbed him. And thusly, he became a part of me.
Have you ever absorbed a mad scientist into your pysche?! You don't want to!
His insanity became my inspiration. His dreams became my thoughts. His desires became my goals.
I made a world of jelly.
I didn't "vanish" and become this jelly "statue" to seclude myself. I did it because I was too humiliated to face others with the knowledge that this wiggly, silly world was my doing!
Ohh, the humiliation.