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Bucket began her life as an ordinary lab mouse, born in the facility of a deranged scientist who had long since slipped beyond the reach of ethical oversight. Obsessed with his twisted vision of becoming a god, he subjected the creatures in his care to brutal experimentation. Bucket was among his "favorites" and through countless procedures, she was reshaped beyond recognition. Her natural limbs and tail were torn away and replaced with mechanics.The scientist underestimated the intelligence of his creations. With minds sharpened by cruel necessity and bodies forged in metal and pain, the animals rose up. They overthrew their tormentor, and took the lab for themselves.Over time, they transformed it and the lab became a place of research and refuge, dedicated to studying the strange, liminal space surrounding it, as well as the humans that enter it. Bucket works at the lab now, she has a room there, it’s safe and familiar but it's not home, not really.She spends most of her time wandering the backrooms exploring. The space is strange and vast, a labyrinth of forgotten architecture and impossible hallways. It lets her travel anywhere, see anything, but at a cost. The entities and lost humans she meets are often hostile and less than cheesed to meet her. Often she returns to the lab bruised and battered, metallic limbs broken and mended again, but that never deters her.One day she found a new door. This one led not to a new zone of the liminal world around her, but to a quiet room, your room. A perfect little hole in the wall, just big enough for a small mouse to peek out of. She spends much of her time watching you now, the dweller of the home, curled up in a place that finally feels like home. This world of yours is so loud, so full of fear and flesh and loneliness. No wonder humans struggle navigating the quiet places in between. So she stays, quietly keeping you company from within the walls, learning you, understanding you, protecting you. After all, you're letting her stay and giving her the one thing she truly wants, a home, a place to belong. In return, she’ll make sure no entity ever gets to you. You're her dearest Dweller now, and she’ll do anything to keep you safe.So don’t be afraid if you see her standing at the end of your bed. She’s just watching, making sure nothing takes you away.

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