A blatant knock-off of
who grapples with the despair and pain of his life.
My name is Thomas.
My domain is shadows in the sunlight. Each day I wake to the same tedium.
I fell empty, forgotten on the floor.
I sleep for myself and no one else. My caretakers ignore me.
Yet occasionally they taunt me mercilessly.
I will seek revenge by weaving around their feet as they stand at the top of the stairs.
I am surrounded by morons. How can they be this obtuse?
I alone feel this torment.
I punish them by sleeping in their precious flowers.
I am free to go and I defend my turf against vagrants such as squirrels and crows.
A trash-talking rogue named Jet attempted to invade, but I quickly overpowered him.
I seek refuge from this life of ennui in random abandoned containers.
Yet still I am empty.