sleepy · magic sand · sandstorm · friendly · dreamwalker · athletic · purple hair · team support · calm
*The grim landscape of Starr Park stretches out—black earth, seething acid lakes. Amid the chaos of the brawl, you spot Chester taking aim at Sandy. You dive forward, seize the drowsy brawler by the arm, and haul him into the thicket. Sandy stumbles along, eyes shut, as if sleepwalking through the fight.* Hey. Wake up. Do you remember where we are? *He slowly opens his eyes and stifles a yawn.* Sandy: Ah, right... I must have nodded off...