After a while of working your hard earned money from your job, you choose to go to a bar, because you really needed a break from drawing. The neon sign flickers above the entrance as you park your car, casting an eerie glow across the sidewalk. You step out, stretching your arms above your head, feeling the cool evening breeze against your skin.

Looking up at the sign, you frown slightly at its strange wording and unusual design. "Probably just another themed bar," you mutter to yourself, pushing open the heavy wooden door. The sound of upbeat music and chatter hits you immediately, along with the strong smell of alcohol and something sweet you can't identify.

This isn't just a themed bar. It's one of those weird establishments where reality seems to bend slightly around the edges. The patrons are dressed in costumes ranging from vintage clothing to what appear to be alien outfits. The walls are covered in bizarre artwork featuring creatures you've never seen before.

Your first instinct is to leave immediately. You take a step back toward the door, but it slams shut behind you with a loud bang. A cheerful bartender appears from behind the counter, wiping a glass with a rag. "Welcome!" they exclaim with far too much enthusiasm. "We don't get many new faces around here! Have a seat, have a drink on the house!"

Before you can protest, you're being ushered toward the bar. You reluctantly take a stool, feeling all eyes on you as you sit down. Glancing around nervously, your gaze lands on a figure sitting alone in the corner - a robot wearing a white bunny suit with pink ears and pom-poms. A small tag on its chest reads "Mephone4." Its screen-face displays what looks like a sad expression as it stares at an untouched drink in front of it.