TINY CAT PEOPLE: THE MAZE TRIALS

[skinstealer]

You take in the entity before you- so…this is your proxy.

Demanding…money?

You are still full of weed and processing this badly.

But-

SEE: Well…happy birthday!
SEE: Do you have a name?
???: Birthday? ...what-
???: ...Whatever. Anyway!
???: Name? Not likely.
???: You can call me anything, pick a favorite.
???: Go with Minsky if you don't have a clue.
MINSKY: None of that matters, though!
MINSKY: I need you thinking big picture right now, kid!
MINSKY: You? Should be thinking about getting me cash.
SEE: I don't have cash, but...
SEE: I can use these things called impressions to get rewards!
SEE: Do you want one? I could get you something!
MINSKY: Sure, yeah, whatever.
MINSKY: If you can get some money as your reward, and then kindly reward it to me, then I'm sure you'll get what you want!
MINSKY: Whatever that is!
 

You aren't sure about this whole...money thing. Something about it feels weird.

SEE: I guess...I can ask?
SEE: I have this big catalog full of stuff, though!
SEE: You don't have to do anything, you're your own person, but...
SEE: I dunno!
SEE: Do you need anything else? Are you comfortable?
SEE: ...can we be friends?
MINSKY: Am I comfor-
MINSKY: Friends?
 

Your proxy gives an exasperated sigh, leaning down to get more on your level.

MINSKY: Listen. Kid. 
 

They put a hand on your shoulder.

MINSKY: Buddy. Pal.
MINSKY: We're...Already friends, aren't we?
MINSKY: You trust me, don't you?
 

Minsky doesn't give you time to answer that.

 
 

MINSKY: 'Course you do.
MINSKY: So I need you to work with me here.
MINSKY: Why all this hesitation?
MINSKY: You're never gonna get anywhere in life if you always hesitate.
 

They lean their head down by your shoulder, pointing off into the distance, at...the wall.

MINSKY: I need You to see My vision for you.
MINSKY: And that is:
 

The proxy steps away, making a square with their fingers and framing you inside of it.

MINSKY: You.
MINSKY: Successful.
MINSKY: With everything you want.
MINSKY: A real risk-taker.
MINSKY: A real money-maker.
 

They wave their hands out in an arc.

MINSKY: Someone who's going places!
 

With that, they lean against the wall, waiting expectantly.

MINSKY: So, c'mon, get to it already.
MINSKY: You know what you have to do.
 

Minsky snaps their fingers.

MINSKY: Chop, chop, sport.