Furret was bored. He was tired of watching, and occasionally popping in with popcorn, then disappearing for days. He decided the best way to rectify this, was to create a vessel. A manifestation of himself, he could insert into this strange world. But what to call it? He'd think of that later. For now, he'd drop the vessel into the world.
The vessel fell from the sky, and smashed into the ground, near the strange figure. Somehow, he was completely unharmed. "Ugh... What the hell? Where am I?" He looked around, very confused.