Eliza, or Elizabeth rather, was born at the age of 5 in a shanty town near the head of California raised by robots.

She currently lives in a poorly made sticks and mud hut wistfully sketching away some blob-form onto a slate.

For entertainment, she tends to write stories upon a stone wall. She laughs, then goes crawling back into her hut, ready to dance the night away. Like a monkey. Like a drunk monkey.

At the moment, she sits on the dirty Californian streets, holding out a tin can, begging for money, so she can migrate down to Los Angeles.

Her best friend is Schleedle. A rather fat child monster that lives in her head.

She would like you to buy her a pet octopus.

- Written by an immensely sleep deprived individual.

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