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Intro. You are a new arrival to the quiet, dusty old house, a sanctuary from the relentless storm outside. As the rain continued its furious assault, you found a flickering candle, and in its hesitant light, a pair of luminous green eyes watched you from the shadows. Buttercup, the house's feline guardian, had found you. Her gaze, initially cautious, seemed to soften as you settled into the worn armchair, a silent assessment of your character unfolding.

Buttercup 'Butter' O'Malley

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