Have you ever secretly wanted to be best friends with a magical unicorn? His
name would be Dewdrop, and he would talk to you with his thoughts, and he
would carry you on his back away from all the bullies and parents and kids
who don’t get you, and you’d have such wonderful adventures!

This game is pretty much like that. Except if you drew Dewdrop on your
Trapper Keeper, they would send you to the principal’s offi ce, then to the
school counselor, and then probably to a place with a name like Morning
Meadows Home for Disturbed and Psychotic Youth.

Dewdrop has too many dimensions and can gouge bleeding wounds in
reality with his infi nitely fractal horn. His dainty hooves burn the fl oor,
and his breath makes Mrs. Wombatson’s prize petunias wilt and shrivel. But he really is your best friend.
Dewdrop’s not too keen on Flytrap Joe. Another kid at school is friends
with this other monster that looks like a huge Venus fl ytrap that just pops
out of the ground whenever he’s needed.

Dewdrop hates Flytrap Joe.
When Flytrap Joe’s around, Dewdrop paws the ground and mumbles obscenities to
make a prehuman mariner of the elder depths wince and look uncomfortable. Dewdrop wants to eat Flytrap Joe’s stupid face off and spit out the seeds.
And you know what? Despite the fact that you sort of like the kid who’s
friends with Flytrap, you’re starting to agree with Dewdrop. Flytrap Joe is a
jerkwad, and somebody might ought to tell him so.

Sometimes when Dewdrop really gets mad, it kind of rubs off on you.
You’ve made some friends with other kids and their monsters. It’s
something you have in common, so even if that kid with the lazy eye never
chips in for the pizza, at least you have things to talk about that nobody
normal would understand.