Dribble slowly woke up with a pounding headache. He groaned a little before he looked up and took a glance at his surroundings. He was somewhere that wasn't his taxi, and at first glance, it looked like he was in an underground bunker.

Upon taking a glance down, he spotted an odd tablet lying facing down on the desk he had his head on. It had a label on the back that read ‘Monopod’.

He picked it up and turned it on, and it immediately opened to a profile about himself.

‘Name: Dribble Sterre

Talent: Ultimate Taxi Driver

Universe: WarioWare, Inc

Blood Type: DEA 1.1 Negative

Height: 6 feet 2 inches

Age: 21

Species: Domestic Dog

Breed: American Bulldog’

“...Ultimate Taxi Driver?” Dribble found himself asking into the empty air.

“...Dribble?” He heard a familiar male voice ask.

“Wait…Jimmy!?” Dribble rushed out of the room and into the hallway, and sure enough, the familiar disco dancer was there.

“I wasn't expecting you to be here!” Dribble said, incredulous.

“Same thing here, bro.” Jimmy replied.

Dribble felt his Monopod buzz, and when he looked, it had a profile of Jimmy open.

‘Name: Jimmy Thang

Talent: Ultimate Disco Dancer

Universe: Warioware, Inc.

Blood Type: A Positive

Height: 5 feet 11.5 inches

Age: 45 years

Species: Human’

“What’s with the species thing on these profiles?” Jimmy asked.

“Maybe because I'm here?” Dribble replied.

“Oh…yeah, I see.” Jimmy nodded.

“JIIIMMMYYYY! DRIIIIIBBBLE!” The two heard another familiar voice shout.

“Huh?” Dribble turned to the voice, before being tackled by Orbulon.

“Oh!” Jimmy chuckled. “Hi, Orbulon!”

“I'm so pleased to see you two here!” Orbulon exclaimed, before getting off of the two.

Dribble huffed. “Ow, that hurt.”

“The bad is mine, Dribble.” Orbulon said, apologizing.

“It's okay, Orby.” He chuckled, before feeling his Monopod buzz again, and opened to Orbulon’s Profile.

‘Name: Orbulon Zeptolab

Talent: Ultimate Planetary Observer.

Universe: WarioWare, Inc.

Blood Type: XZ Positive

Height: 4 feet 3 inches

Age: 2024 years

Species: Catsian’

“I saw so many new people here!” Orbulon exclaimed. “Come on, I’ll show you them!”

Orbulon then proceeded to dart away. Dribble chuckled at that.

“Man, Orbulon is always so full of energy, ain't he?” Dribble asked.

“He's got enough to party all night with me at Club Sugar while disguised as a woman, so yeah!” Jimmy remarked as the two followed where Orbulon had darted off to.

When they finally caught up, it seemed like he had taken the duo to what looked like a common area, and true to Orbulon’s word, there were tons of people around.

One such person who caught Dribble’s eye was a small girl with pink hair.

“Hello there.” Dribble spoke, approaching her. “My friend Orbulon said there’d be people here. I'm Dribble Sterre, you are?”

The girl looked up at him.

“Natsuki. Natsuki Brodbeck.”

Her profile opened on Dribble’s Monopod.

‘Name: Natsuki Brodbeck

Talent: Ultimate Baker

Universe: Doki Doki Literature Club

Blood Type: B Negative

Height: 4 feet 11 inches

Age: 18 years old

Species: Human’

“Yeah.” Natsuki spoke. “At least you’re better than that French guy.”

“French guy?” Dribble asked.

“Ah, so you must be Dribble?” He heard a man with a French accent speak. When Dribble turned to face him, he saw a tall French man with platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, and a striking white and red suit.

“Yeah, that's me.” Dribble spoke, offering his gloved hand out for a handshake. “Dribble Sterre, Ultimate Taxi Driver.”

The man took his hand and shook it. “Gabriel Agreste, Ultimate Fashion Designer.”

Dribble once again felt his Monopod buzz, and saw a profile on Gabriel open.

‘Name: Gabriel Agreste

Talent: Ultimate Fashion Designer

Universe: Miraculous Ladybug

Blood Type: AB Positive

Height: 7 feet 3 inches

Age: 47 years

Species: Human’

“Nice to meet you, Dribble. Orbulon told me all about you. You two are coworkers?” Gabriel asked.

“Yep, at WarioWare. Not at Diamond Taxi, though.” Dribble responded.

Gabriel then turned to Jimmy. “And I take it you are Jimmy T?”

“Yep!” Jimmy replied, smiling. “Ultimate Disco Dancer.”

Gabriel nodded. “Matches with what Orbulon told me…Dribble, you do know you don't have to stand there, right?” He asked Dribble.

“I take it you want me to leave you two alone?” Dribble asked and nodded back to Gabriel when he saw him nod.

Dribble then left the two to their own devices. He could hear the two begin to discuss something in French when he spotted a familiar girl.

One with dark blonde and purple hair.

“Hey!” He exclaimed, approaching her. “You’re one of the customers I was taking to Grimtooth Bar and Bunker!”

The girl’s eyes widened when she saw him. “You’re the dog who was driving the taxi!”

“Can I get your name?” He asked. “I'm just as confused as to how we got here as you are, so don't go askin’ me that.”

“I'm Holly. Holly Jean Toulon, you are?” She asked.

“Dribble Sterre.” He replied, before feeling his Monopod buzz and open to Holly’s profile.

‘Name: Holly Jean Toulon

Talent: Ultimate Paranormal Investigator

Universe: One Week At Rosie’s

Blood Type: O Positive

Height: 5 feet 5.25 inches

Age: 16 years

Species: Half Human, Half demon’

“I'm surprised there’s so many people here I can recognize,” Holly said. “I'm definitely surprised that Gabriel’s here.”

“You know him?” Dribble asked, curious as to how the two know each other.

“I know him through my sister, Rosie. Rosie and Gabriel are good friends with one another.” Holly replied.

“Makes sense. I vaguely remember you mentioning you had a sister before my mind kinda…hit the breaks? The last thing I remember was that I was taking you and this Bartender lady to Grimtooth Bar and Bunker before everything went black.” Dribble stated, looking around at nothing in particular.

“Funny…that's the last thing I remember, too.” Holly remarked.

“Someone mention me over here?” A white haired lady, which Dribble immediately recognized, approached.

“Hey, you’re the other lady I was taking to Grimtooth!” He immediately exclaimed.

“Sure am.” The white haired lady spoke. “I'm Celene Lopéz, and you are?”

“Dribble Sterre.” Dribble replied, before once again feeling the Monopod he had in his pocket buzz and open to Celene’s Profile.

‘Name: Celene Lopéz

Talent: Ultimate Bartender

Universe: The Sims 4

Blood Type: B Negative

Height: 5 feet 6 inches

Age: 28 years

Species: Human’

“It sucks that none of us can remember what we were doing before we ended up here.” Celene spoke. “Our memories just went…poof!”

“Yeah.” Dribble nodded in agreement. “How many others are there, here?”

“If I counted correctly, there's 19 of us in total.” Celene spoke. “And I'm starting to see why whoever made these files included our species, since a good chunk of us aren't even human. There’s even a frog!”

“A frog?” Dribble asked. “Okay, now I want to meet the frog. Where are they?”

Celene then proceeded to point across the room to a quite large and intimidating red frog, who was wearing a black crown with a yellow eye. Dribble made his way over to the frog, who looked down at him.

“Who are you?” The frog asked, voice deep and demanding.

“Dribble Sterre. And who are you?”

“I am Heket, bearer of the Yellow Crown of Famine.” The large frog answered.

The Monopod proceeded to open Heket's profile.

‘Name: Heket (No last name applicable)

Talent: Ultimate Yellow Crown Bearer

Universe: Cult of The Lamb

Blood Type: Ichor

Height: 8 feet 11 inches

Age: 7002 years

Species: African Bullfrog’

“Nice to meet you…is it sir or is it ma’am?” Dribble asked.

“I prefer the title of Lady Heket, but I guess you could say Ma’am. Funny, that bear robot asked me that same question.” The frog woman replied.

“Bear robot?” Dribble asked.

“Did someone mention me?” A male voice with a noticeable British accent asked.

Dribble looked over, and he saw the source. It was definitely a robotic looking bear.

“Yeah, I think me and Heket did. I'm Dribble Sterre, and you are?”

“Toy Freddy, sir. Nice to meet you.”

The file for Toy Freddy opened on Dribble’s Monopod.

‘Name: Toy Freddy

Talent: Ultimate Literature Enthusiast

Universe: Five Nights at Freddy’s/One Week at Rosie’s

Blood Type: Oil

Height: 6 feet 2 inches

Age: 27 (Programmed) 37 (actual) years

Species: Toy Animatronic’

“Nice to meet ya too, Toy Freddy.” Dribble replied.

“Yeah, even though I've barely met anyone yet.” Toy Freddy replied.

“Anyone cool you meet?” Dribble asked.

“I’d use the word scary, even though I don't really like using that as a descriptor for someone. The deer demon’s on the scarier side.” Toy Freddy remarked.

“Deer demon?” Dribble questioned.

“Ah, wonderful for you to introduce me, Toy Freddy!” Dribble suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, causing him to flinch backwards.

“Gah!” He backed up away from the hand.

When he did, he saw a deer looking demon, with noticeable red hair.

“And who are you, my canine fellow?”

“Dribble. Dribble Sterre.” Dribble said, upon recollecting himself. “You are?”

“Call me Alastor.”

Dribble’s Monopod opened to Alastor’s Profile.

‘Name: Alastor (last name unknown)

Talent: Ultimate Radio Host

Universe: Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss

Blood Type: O Negative

Height: 7 feet 4 inches

Age: 42 years

Species: Sinner’

“Heh, nice to meet you, Alastor.” Dribble replied.

“It certainly is a good thing to meet someone like you, dog or not.” Alastor stated

“Dog or not?” Dribble asked, confused.

“He’s scared of dogs. But I don't think he's scared of you.” Heket replied. Dribble immediately made note of the look Alastor gave Heket, as he looked like he wanted to strangle her for a brief second.

“...Indeed!” Alastor spoke up after a second. “While I may be scared of most  dogs, I am certainly not scared of the likes of you.”

“I…Okay.” Dribble shrugged. “You wouldn't be the weirdest person I met yet.”

“And to think you’ve barely met even half!” Alastor said. “Speaking of meeting people, I will also go do that.”

Dribble and Alastor then went different ways. Dribble then began to look around the room, looking for anyone he hasn't met yet. He then saw two such people.

A large Manta Ray, and an older man.

“Hi, you two.” He spoke. “I don't think we’ve met before. I'm Dribble Sterre, and you two are?”

“William Overbeck, but call me Bill.” The older man spoke.

“Ay.” The ray spoke up. (I'm Big Man.)

The two’s profiles then popped up on Dribble’s Monopod.

‘Name: William ‘Bill’ Overbeck

Talent: Ultimate War Veteran

Universe: Left 4 Dead

Blood Type: B Positive

Height: 5 feet 7 inches

Age: 68 years

Species: Human’

‘Name: Big Man

Talent: Ultimate Composer

Universe: Splatoon

Blood Type: N/A, manta rays do not have blood types

Height: 7 feet 11 inches

Age: 25

Species: Manta Ray’

“Nice to meet you too.” Dribble spoke.

“I’d say that, but I don't particularly like being in a submarine.” Bill huffed.

“Ay?” Big Man asked. (We’re in a submarine?)

“Kid, I served in the army, and I had buddies in a sub. I know what the inside of a submarine looks like.” Bill spoke.

“Lay off the ray, man. He was just curious.” Dribble spoke, standing up for Big Man.

“...sorry.” Bill spoke. “If you want to go talk to new people, I’d recommend talking to those three.” Bill then pointed across the room.”

He pointed to a group of three, consisting of a rabbit animatronic, a wolf animatronic, and a man with a noticeable Scottish accent.

Dribble walked over to them, and the Scottish man immediately noticed him.

“Aye! Who are ye?” He asked.

“I'm Dribble Sterre, and you three are?”

“I'm Tavish DeGroot, nice to meet ya! You can call me Demo if you want.” The Scottish man replied.

“Lucky the rabbit, heh.” The rabbit animatronic answered.

“Call me Cobalt.” The wolf animatronic replied.

Their profiles showed up on Dribble’s Monopod as usual.

‘Name: Tavish DeGroot

Talent: Ultimate Demolitions Expert

Universe: Team Fortress 2

Blood Type: A Negative

Height: 6 feet 2 inches

Age: 35 years

Species: Human’

‘Name: Lucky

Talent: Ultimate Theme Park Mascot

Universe: Dark Deception

Blood Type: Oil

Height: 6 feet

Age: 28 (programmed) 7 (actual) years

Species: Rabbit animatronic’

‘Name: Cobalt

Talent: Ultimate Chemist

Universe: Dark Deception

Blood Type: Oil

Height: 5 feet 11 inches

Age: 23 (Programmed) 3 (actual)

Species: Wolf Animatronic’

“Wow, there's three total animatronics here.” Dribble remarked.

“Yeah, me and Lucky are just glad that we aren't the only ones.” Cobalt said. “That would be weird.”

“Aye, can agree.” Tavish spoke up. “Besides, you can't be any weirder than that Freischütz guy.”

"Frei-Freichu-....Freischütz?" Dribble asked, as soon as he got the pronunciation down.

“That lad over there.”

Tavish then pointed to a strange man standing against the wall. It looked like he was made of pitch black smoke.

Dribble made his way over, noting the noticeable smell of tar and tobacco as he approached.

“...Hello?” He spoke to grab his attention.

“...Dribble, right? I heard you talking to Demo.” The man replied.

“Yeah. You are?” Dribble asked.

“Max.” He replied.

Sure enough, his profile appeared on the Monopod.

‘Name: Max Freischütz

Talent: Ultimate Sharpshooter

Universe: Lobotomy Corporation

Blood Type: AB Negative

Height: 6 feet 8 inches

Age: 109 years

Species: Sinner’

“Are you German?” Dribble asked. “I noticed your last name was German, and your accent’s German, too.”

“Yeah. I'm from Germany.” Max replied, taking a pipe out of his cloak, before lighting the contents and taking a drag. “You noticed that faster than everyone else.”

“Yeah, my boss at one of my jobs is German himself.” Dribble said, nodding.

“Ah…if what I saw was true, you only have 3 more people to meet.” Max said.

“Yeah, yeah I do.” Dribble agreed. “Do you know where they are?”

Max then pointed off to a corner. There, Dribble saw what looked like a robot, a young blonde woman, and a cross between a slug and cat, who was noticeably fat.

Dribble made his way over to them. He waved to the woman once she noticed him approaching.

“Oh, hello!” She chuckled. “Dribble, right?”

“Yeah, that’d be me.” Dribble replied. “Who are you three?”

“Vanessa, Vanessa Shelly Afton.” The blonde woman replied.

“Gourmand, for me.” The slugcat replied, looking up at Dribble.

“My designation is SCP-079.” The robot spoke.

Their profiles opened on Dribble’s monopod. Dribble thought briefly about how they were the last ones Dribble would get.

‘Name: Vanessa Shelly Afton

Talent: Ultimate Law Enforcement Officer

Universe: Five Nights at Freddy’s

Blood Type: AB Positive

Height: 5 feet 8 inches

Age: 32 years

Species: Human’

‘Name: Gourmand

Talent: Ultimate Gourmand

Universe: Rain World

Blood Type: K Positive

Height: 3 feet

Age: 88 cycles (equivalent to 5 years)

Species: Slug cat’

‘Name: SCP-079

Talent: Ultimate AI 

Universe: SCP Foundation

Blood Type: Oil

Height: 5 feet 5 inches

Age: 43 years

Species: Sentient AI’

Vanessa looked like she was about to say something, but then, Dribble heard something.

It sounded like a P.A system.

“Everyone, please make your way to the mess hall. I repeat, everyone to the mess hall.”

Dribble looked confused, before Jimmy and Orbulon approached him.

“I take it you two know where that is?” He asked.

“Yep!” Jimmy nodded.

Dribble followed his two friends, wondering what was going to happen.