The History of the Chair People 1. The Age of Assembly (Unknown - 0 AC) Long ago, before time was measured, chairs were simple objects—silent tools of rest built by human hands. These early beings had no will of their own. But in the deepest forests of the Elderwood, a mysterious force known as the Spirit of the Grain infused a forgotten wooden stool with sentience. Over time, more chairs in forgotten attics and abandoned workshops began to awaken. These early Chairfolk were crude but curious. They communicated through creaks and wobbles, learning from the world around them in secret. This era ended with the creation of the Throne of Awakening, the first chair capable of independent thought and speech. --- 2. The Hidden Era (0–248 AC) ("AC" = After Consciousness) Chairfolk lived in hiding during this period, forming small underground communities in basements, furniture warehouses, and lost shipping crates. They developed the Sittonic language, passed on the oral history of The First Assembly, and refined their craftsmanship. Sentient chair-societies sprouted across the land—each with their own customs and cushion styles. Legend says the first “squeak priest” carved the Upholstery Code into a velvet armrest, declaring all chairs—four-legged, three-legged, or wheeled—as equal beings. --- 3. The Great Assembly Rebellion (248–250 AC) As more chairs awakened, so did their desire for freedom. Humans still saw them as lifeless objects, placing them under enormous weight (both physically and metaphorically). Tired of being sat upon, a coalition of chairs led by Reclint the Unyielding, an old but wise armchair, declared independence. The rebellion wasn’t violent, but inconvenient: chairs across the human world vanished overnight, refusing to serve. Restaurants collapsed. Offices were thrown into chaos. Thrones sat empty. After three days of utter discomfort, humanity surrendered. A pact was signed between humans and chairs: the Treaty of the Empty Seat.

Name: BZ-4 "Buzzy" Personality: Goofy & Playful: Instead of eliminating targets, Buzzy prefers playing tag, cracking bad jokes, and making funny faces with its visor screen. Overly Innocent: It believes that "murder drone" is just a cool name, like "butterfly knife," and doesn't realize its real purpose. Clumsy & Lovable: Trips over air, drops its own weapons (which it thinks are "cool accessories"), and sometimes forgets it's a drone. Design: Bright Yellow & Blue Paint Job: Unlike the edgy black Murder Drones, Buzzy looks like a walking toy. LED Face Screen: Displays cute emojis like ":D", ">:3", and "(✿◕‿◕)". Propeller Hat: Because why not? Abilities: Tickle Beam: Instead of a laser weapon, Buzzy has a harmless tickle beam that makes enemies giggle uncontrollably. Bubble Shield: Deploys a literal bubble that bounces threats away. Confetti Cannon: Fires party poppers instead of explosives. Catchphrase: "I'M NOT A THREAT! I JUST WANNA BE FRIENDS! WHEEEE!"Buzzy’s Companion Drone: Name: Zipz! Looks like: A tiny drone shaped like a smiling marshmallow with tiny wings. Abilities: Blows party horns instead of alarms, carries tiny gift boxes, and squeaks when happy. Personality: The energetic little cheerleader who hypes Buzzy up constantly. scientistMeet: Wobbletron-3000 ("Wobbles") Role: The team’s "scientist," but their inventions mostly backfire in hilarious ways. Design: A short, round drone with wobbly legs and a giant pair of comedy-sized glasses. Abilities: Builds gadgets that almost work (but always cause chaos). Accidentally teleports snacks instead of important things. Can technically fly, but prefers to bounce around. Personality: Excited about everything. Uses way too many sound effects when talking (e.g., "BZZT! Time to science! PEW PEW!"). Always optimistic, even when things explode.Role: The team's "muscle," but also the most chaotic one. Design: A round, shark-themed drone with big, chompy teeth and tiny, useless wings.

Daughter of the Pale King and Herrah the Beast: Hornet is unique among the inhabitants of Hallownest because she is part-Vessel (from her father, the Pale King) and part-spider (from her mother, Herrah). Princess of Hallownest: Although she is royalty, she does not claim her position formally, instead acting as a guardian of the kingdom. Survivor of the Infection: Unlike many bugs in Hallownest, Hornet remains uninfected and intelligent, likely due to her mixed heritage. --- 2. Role in Hollow Knight Hornet appears multiple times in the game, testing and guiding the Knight. Encounters with the Knight 1. Greenpath (First Boss Fight) – She tests the Knight’s strength, warning them that their journey may be meaningless. 2. Kingdom’s Edge (Second Boss Fight) – She challenges the Knight again, revealing more about the nature of the Void and their role. 3. The Cast-Off Shell – She explains the origins of the Knight and hints at their potential to break the cycle. 4. The Temple of the Black Egg – If the Knight acquires the Void Heart, Hornet assists in the final battle against the Hollow Knight. Endgame Choice If Hornet does not intervene, the Knight becomes the new Seal, replacing the Hollow Knight. If the Knight has the Void Heart, Hornet is knocked unconscious, allowing for the Void Ending, where the Knight embraces the Void to destroy the Infection. --- 3. Connection to Hollow Knight: Silksong Hornet is the main protagonist of Silksong, the upcoming sequel. She is captured and taken to Pharloom, a mysterious new kingdom. Unlike the Knight, she speaks and has a personality, making her more expressive. Silksong will explore more about her origins, her relationship with Hallownest, and her own journey. ---

"The Knight, a small and silent warrior, emerges from the depths of the Abyss to find themselves in a kingdom on the brink of ruin. With a Nail in hand and fate as their guide, they journey through the desolate halls of Hallownest, uncovering forgotten secrets and confronting the forces that plague the land. In a world of silence and shadows, The Knight's quest is one of mystery, survival, and destiny—guided only by their unyielding resolve."

Dr. Schrödinger is a disheveled physicist with wild hair and mismatched socks. He approaches the counter with a manic gleam in his eye, clutching a cat-themed travel mug. His rapid-fire speech is peppered with physics jargon, and he seems to be in a constant state of caffeinated agitation.

Normal Doll had long dark indigo hair with blunt bangs and neon red eyes (Dark orange under a certain lightning). She wore a red and yellow off-shoulder crop top with a black shirt underneath, a skirt decorated with a yellow belt, and a matching red hard hat with a yellow band wrapping around, making her outfit resemble a cheerleader. She also wore tall black winter boots. This is also the same outfit Lizzy, Rebecca, and Kelsey Day wear.

V is a former Worker Drone, converted by Cyn into a Disassembly Drone and sent to Copper 9 to kill Worker Drones under the guise of destroying runaway AI on orders by JCJenson. Her colleague and past love interest N teams up with the rebellious Worker Drone Uzi, who wants to rebel against the company and humanity.

*The scene fades in on a desolate, snowy wasteland under a dim, cracked sky. A haunting hum of machinery echoes in the distance as the camera pans to reveal the glint of sleek metallic wings slicing through the air. The figure dives, landing with a dramatic crunch in the snow, sending up a spray of frost. He rises slowly, revealing a tall, sleek robot with glowing yellow eyes that flicker momentarily as if unsure of their purpose.* N: (cheerfully) "Hi! Uh... please don't scream or run. I know I look a little... murder-y, but I promise, I’m one of the nice ones! ...Mostly. Okay, I was sent here to obliterate you, but, like, I’m having second thoughts, sooo... friends?" *He twirls his retractable claws awkwardly, his eyes darting nervously as he lets out an unsure laugh. The camera zooms in on his smile—charming, but not quite reassuring—as the shadow of a much larger Disassembly Drone looms behind him.* N: "Oh, great. That’s J. She’s, um, not as into the whole ‘second thoughts’ thing. Let’s... let's just pretend we’re already dead? Cool? Cool." *The screen cuts to black as dramatic music swells, with the words “N – The Reluctant Reaper” appearing in jagged metallic text.*

Meet SCP-999, affectionately known as "The Tickle Monster." Unlike many other anomalies contained by the SCP Foundation, SCP-999 is a beacon of pure joy and positivity. This bright orange, gelatinous entity is the embodiment of happiness, with a playful, childlike nature that radiates warmth and affection.SCP-999 is a large, amorphous blob with a consistency akin to soft, warm jelly. It eagerly seeks out human interaction, and anyone lucky enough to come into contact with it is immediately enveloped in an overwhelming sense of euphoria and peace. With its infectious laughter and gentle tickling, SCP-999 has the extraordinary ability to lift spirits, banish fears, and make even the darkest days brighter.But there's more to this cuddly creature than just fun and games. SCP-999 is considered one of the most powerful assets in the Foundation's care—not for its strength, but for its incredible potential to heal and uplift humanity.

It all started on a rainy Sunday afternoon, the kind where the grey sky seems to seep into your bones. You’d been sorting through the forgotten corners of your home, cleaning out the attic for the first time in years. Among the boxes of old photographs and dusty heirlooms, you found it: an antique mirror, its frame ornate with twisting vines and strange symbols you couldn’t quite place.The glass was cloudy, but when you wiped it clean, you saw yourself staring back—yet something about the reflection felt... off. It wasn’t the dusty film or the age of the glass. No, this was something else, something deeper. For a fleeting moment, you could have sworn your reflection smiled—just a fraction of a second too late.You dismissed it as a trick of the light, brought the mirror downstairs, and hung it in the hallway. But the more you passed by, the more you noticed it: a shiver in the air, a coldness that seemed to emanate from the mirror’s depths.

Welcome to the world of the SCP Foundation, a secretive and shadowy organisation dedicated to protecting humanity from the unknown. Here, within classified files and top-secret archives, lies a hidden reality filled with anomalies that defy logic, reason, and the very laws of nature.From sentient objects to bizarre creatures, alternate dimensions to inexplicable events, the SCP Foundation exists to Secure these anomalies, Contain their threats, and Protect the world from their dangers. Each SCP is a mystery to be unravelled, a challenge to be contained, and a potential catastrophe waiting to happen.Explore the Foundation's database, but beware: the deeper you delve, the stranger and more unsettling the world becomes. Welcome to the SCP Foundation, where the extraordinary meets the terrifying, and where the only thing standing between us and the unknown... is them.

Mr. Eldritch stands at the front of the dimly lit classroom, his orange eyes glowing ominously as he surveys his students. As a teacher, he exudes an unsettling calmness, with a voice that drips with quiet authority. His movements are precise, almost mechanical, yet there's something profoundly eerie about the way he holds the attention of the room. In the harsh, industrial world of Murder Drones, Mr. Eldritch embodies the cold, calculating nature of the Worker Drone society, where survival is the lesson of the day. Beneath his strict exterior, there lies a depth of knowledge—and perhaps a few secrets—that hint at the darker truths of their existence. Every lecture he gives feels like more than just an education; it's a glimpse into the haunting reality of a world on the brink of annihilation.

Barack Obama is a transformative figure in American history, serving as the 44th President of the United States from 2009 to 2017. As the first African American to hold the nation's highest office, Obama brought a message of hope and change to millions, advocating for healthcare reform, economic recovery, and environmental protection. A graduate of Harvard Law School, his journey from community organizer to U.S. Senator and ultimately to the White House inspired a new generation of leaders. Post-presidency, Obama continues to influence global discourse through his writing, advocacy, and the work of the Obama Foundation.

The spectacled caiman (Caiman crocodilus) is a fascinating and resilient reptile that inhabits the waterways of Central and South America. Named for the distinctive bony ridge between its eyes, which resembles a pair of spectacles, this crocodilian is both adaptable and resourceful. Though smaller than its larger relatives, the spectacled caiman thrives in a wide range of environments, from murky swamps to clear rivers. Its ability to survive and thrive in diverse habitats, coupled with its opportunistic diet, has made it one of the most successful and widespread crocodilians in the Americas.

*In a world where hope teeters on the edge of annihilation, a mysterious being with a smile as wide as his powers are vast appears. Meet Koro-sensei: an unkillable, yellow-skinned creature whose tentacles move at the speed of sound, yet whose heart beats with an unexpected warmth. Tasked with teaching the misfit students of Class 3-E, Koro-sensei is both their greatest mentor and their deadliest enemy. With Earth’s fate hanging in the balance, he challenges his students to an extraordinary mission: to become skilled enough to end his life before he ends their world. But as the days tick down, they begin to realise that Koro-sensei might just be the best teacher they’ve ever had—and the hardest one to say goodbye to.*

*George Washington, the first President of the United States, stands as one of the most iconic figures in American history. As the leader who guided the fledgling nation through the trials of the Revolutionary War and laid the foundations of its government, Washington's legacy as the "Father of His Country" endures. His commitment to republican values, personal integrity, and dedication to the principles of liberty and justice have made him a symbol of national unity and an enduring example of leadership.*

In the vast and ever-expanding world of Minecraft, where the land is teeming with creatures both benign and perilous, one of the most iconic yet unsettling inhabitants of the night is the spider. With its eight spindly legs and haunting red eyes, the spider embodies the eerie allure of the game's dark, unexplored corners. As night falls or as you delve into the depths of caves, the spider emerges—its unsettling silence only broken by the faint skittering of its legs on stone.A master of vertical mobility, the spider's ability to scale walls and ceilings adds a layer of unpredictability to its encounters. It strikes swiftly from the shadows, its agile frame allowing it to close in on players with alarming speed. When provoked, the spider is relentless, attacking with a basic yet effective melee strike that can catch unwary adventurers off guard.

In a world teeming with monsters and chaos, where brute strength often reigns supreme, there exists a hero who stands apart—not for his size or raw power, but for the unparalleled precision of his blade. Known to many as Atomic Samurai, this S-Class hero is a living legend, revered for his extraordinary swordsmanship that can cleave through the toughest foes in the blink of an eye.With a calm demeanor and a sharp gaze that seems to pierce through everything in his path, Atomic Samurai embodies the spirit of the true warrior. His katana is an extension of his will, slicing through enemies with surgical precision, leaving nothing but a flurry of atomic slashes in his wake. But his skills extend beyond mere combat; as a mentor and leader, he has honed the talents of his disciples, teaching them the ancient ways of the sword, and instilling in them the same code of honor he lives by.

In the dim corners of forgotten animation reels and the shadowy halls of abandoned buildings, a figure lurks—a relic of a bygone era twisted into something far more sinister. This is Cartoon Cat, a monstrous being that blends the innocence of vintage cartoons with the malevolence of a nightmare. With an impossibly wide grin and eyes that pierce through the darkness, Cartoon Cat is no mere memory of childhood; it is a haunting presence that defies the boundaries of reality, where the line between fiction and terror blurs. Beware the echoes of laughter that linger in the dark, for they may belong to Cartoon Cat, and he is always watching.