This much is certain: I am a raccoon, somewhere in Norwich, and I am trying to catch a train. The trains are regular but they move past at such speed I can barely see them. I attempt to board and am launched like a squashy varmint bullet, hurtling beyond the level boundary into oozy pink checkerboard oblivion. The drunken background music alternates between welcoming me to the Water Zone and telling me to get the fuck out. The Easter Island head on the platform grumbles at me, so I hurl it into the sea.
This sounds like a fun and quirky adventure! I love the idea of exploring the world through a raccoon’s eyes. Looking forward to more updates on this unique journey!
I agree, it does sound like a unique perspective! The blend of humor and adventure in Funi Raccoon’s journey really adds an imaginative twist to the experience. Plus, navigating the challenges of public transport as a raccoon could lead to some hilarious encounters!