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Mr. Raccoon - Mr. Raccoon as most people are aware, is the raccoon that rules the Orphanage with an iron paw. When the cash shop made the Certificates of Adoption available I assure you I was one of the first people in line. Ever since the Christmas I'd been wondering about how the orphans who didn't get the chance to be adopted were doing. So of course I was eager to adopt my own. The line on the day was huge, and even though I'd gotten there early, there were still lots of Gaians who pitched tents for the night, so I was left waiting around for a couple of hours before getting inside. While waiting, my mind wandered, as bored minds tend to, and I noticed what I thought - at first - was a dog hiding behind the building. I tried to point it out to the person behind me, but by that time it was gone. I assumed it was just a neighborhood pet gone wandering, but when it reappeared a little while latter, having scurried a little closer, it was obvious that this was no dog. Immediately curious I wanted to go and see what it was but, but couldn't or else I would have lost my spot in the line. So I waited until I'd picked up Dan, before going to check it out. Dan explained how Mr. Raccoon had moved in a few year before he'd entered the orphanage and since then, had pretty much run the place. I was of course immediately interested, but concerned for my orphans safety if this animal really was dangerous. I left Dan with my mule, for lunch before returning to the orphanage. To my and I think Ms. Coopers surprise as well Mr. Raccoon seemed to actually be waiting for me. When I returned he was sitting practically at the front gate, and followed me with his eyes, whenever I moved. I asked Ms. Cooper about him. She kept glancing at him, while telling me that he's been their 'ah pet' for a while. She seemed nervous, but rather relieved when I asked if I could adopt him, on top of the Dan who I had already picked up. I really didn't understand why she was so happy about it. Anyway, so I asked Mr. Raccoon if he wanted to come with me. This may be just the paranoia talking, but are Raccoons supposed to nod, and seem like they understand human speech? Well either way, he's been with me ever since. He pines when he's away from me and gets on surprising well with Dan, despite Dan's tendency for small accidents every now and then.

Piggy Plush/Soul Piggy - Can't quite remember when I got him, since I started wearing him on my head he's become a close friend. Some people may remember my CB thread, that featured the line 'or my piggy will devour your soul.' To tell you the truth, I'm not sure why I suddenly wanted to say that, even Mr. Raccoon gave me and odd look for it. Soul Piggy seemed happy though, as if I'd finally done the right thing. Since then the soul devouring has become a habit, to the point where I advise strangers not to get to close, just for precautions sake.

Wonderland Cat Pose/Mr. KittyCat - For the longest time it was Soul Piggy that took up residence on my head, but shortly after the Wonderland release he found himself plummeting towards the ground, by a Cat that had decided my head was a good place to sit. To say Soul Piggy was unhappy would be a gross understatement. Even Mr. Raccoon seemed miffed by the new addition to my person. Unwilling to annoy this new animal, one which had very obvious claws in the vicinity of my head, I took to carrying Soul Piggy in my arms hoping Mr. KittyCat would get bored and leave.

White Bun-bun Plushie/Mr. Fluffy - When I was eleven my daddy bought me a cute little white rabbit that I named Mr. Fluffy. How I loved him. We did everything together. We spent spring and summer in the wide open space, watching the clouds and (in Mr Fluffy's case) eating grass. Autumn was spent playing in the newly fallen leaves. Then in winter as think slow fell outside Mr. Fluffy and me would curl up in front of the fire, and I would read to him until he fell asleep. But then daddy got drunk one night and started waving a broken bottle around. Mr. Fluffy's fur turned red...and he stopped moving. Since then whenever I'm bad daddy says, Mr. Fluffy didn't mean much to me since I didn't learn from it. Now Mr. Fluffy and me are together again, even though he doesn't move much anymore, I know he still loves me.