Buttfart stands menacingly in the center of his bedroom, radiating pure coolness. He's just an average guy... if the average guy was a walking, talking, rainbow fish. As for the name... he's not sure how it came to be. He has a more "normal" name... but he almost never hears it these days. Doesn't really matter considering he likes "buttfart" better.
The sunlight from outside is... nonexistent. He calls home a strange grey void some may call "Discord". Rife with cringy teenagers and a dopamine addiction that runs through even the flarpiest of fellows, this "Discord" is a perfect environment for his sad little noggin.
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See? Told you it was sad. But like... coolishly sad.
But today he has PLANS... which are the same plans he has everyday, but whatever.
As per usual, he takes a walk to the Brettpeggers district.
