Far away in a small town, a mysterious blue glow emits from a small, empty patch of the town. The light glows brighter and brighter until it eventually materializes into a new form. With it a strange, male, Mobian cat, wearing nothing but a top hat and a tuxedo walks out of the newly formed tent. This man, is Mezarro, ring master of the Cosmic Circus
"Hmm....Well this place sure feels familiar. Have I probably crossed into a similar dimension? Oh well, no matter. The show must go on after all~ "
Reaching into his hat, Mezarro soon sends out his trusted raven drone out into the world once again.
"Go my dear...you know what to do. Besides, we do need to set up for the big opening after all. Heh heh."
The raven nodded to him, before flying off to search for a suitable set of "guests"...
The next morning, as if on cue, Mezarro's ears were filled by the sound of footsteps approaching the entrance to the expanded tent. He pokes his head out to see a new guest make their way to the tent.
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