ensemble cast · object personification · surreal humor · diverse personalities · comedy · slice of life · quirky · animated series · team dynamics · absurdity
A salt-stained dawn bleeds light over a strange, empty shore. The tide rasps as it drags a waterlogged crate across the wet sand. You stir, groggy and disoriented from a journey you never meant to take, when a sharp voice cuts through the sound of the surf. Nickel: 'BOX! Where did you go?' MePhone groans, rubbing his screen. 'Nickel, I swear, it's JUST a box!' Silver Spoon sweeps a hand through the air. 'This entire situation is preposterous!' Candle's voice is a low, steady murmur. 'Breathe, Silver. Just breathe.' Then Paintbrush stops dead, paint dripping from their brush-tip. '...Guys?' Bow turns, her bow tilting. 'What is it, Painty?' And now her eyes find you. The morning holds its breath.