Slippy

**Slippy**, also known as **The Slime Climb Master**, is known mostly for his competitive, yet skilled gameplay. He specializes in rounds which are in the race category, Slime Climb being his profession. Slippy is intelligent, knowing all the shortcuts and manoeuvres for most of the races, all the while having the ability to remain alert, watching out for any griefing which may be taking place during the show.

Slippy owns an intricate, self-made, hit list of griefers, targeting and eliminating them accordingly if they are to cross his path during the round or show. Those who are found to be griefing, however are not on the list, will be successfully eliminated, and added after the show ends. Acting as a vigilante of sorts, Slippy deeply believes that griefing is a serious form of bad sportsmanship, therefore, he takes it into his own hands to put a stop to it.

Slippy has a burning desire to win, filled with a determination so strong that he often times can come across as an egoist with narcissistic tendencies. Although he has a deep fascination with romance, this being his favourite genre in regard to fictional literatures, he has a proclivity to flirt, and lead people on, however he rarely ever has an actual attraction to said individual, merely alluring them for the fun of it.

Despite his ruthless nature, Slippy has had a troublesome upbringing, beginning with his disability which lead to an unfortunate past involving rather severe bullying, alongside abandonment. Slippy grew to become an independent individual, relying only on himself; intimacy and genuine care being something he consistently pushed away, strongly believing that he was better off alone due to how many friends had left him. As Slippy became popular, gaining fame and making his way to becoming a beloved celebrity, he relied purely on this alone to feel better about himself, acknowledging deep down that he was nothing but the very same tiny, insecure and worthless person that he was before he became famous.

## Background

Slippy was always rather accustomed to a comfortable life, growing up in a high-class mansion which he did not have to purchase. The mansion itself is located in the countryside and was previously owned by the royals who rule over **The Kingdom of Cranberry**. Being a botanist, Slippy worked for the royals for many years, being the caretaker for the king's gardens. Slippy's work extended beyond the walls of the castle, however, and he would often travel far and wide to maintain gardens belonging to friends of the royals, alongside other family members who lived elsewhere. The mansion was somewhat of a holiday destination for the royals, however they had many of these, and considering this one in particular was rarely used, Slippy inherited it as a gift from the king for his loyal service over the years.

Slippy has a fascination with literature, especially that of fiction. Inside the mansion, there is a library stacked high with towers of books which reach the ceilings. This is his favourite room, and whenever he is resting from a long day at the shows, Slippy can often be found in the library, unwinding and relaxing, using fiction to take his mind off of the stresses which come from his daily life. Romance is his favourite genre, having an adoration for both passionate, glamorous and gripping stories alongside those which are filled with both heartbreak and drama, accentuating the true struggles of which love can bring.

### The Shows & Slippy's Prostheses

Slippy first began participating in the shows at their initial launch, in fact, he was so excited, that he even participated in a few beta sessions where Fall Guys were able to preview the shows before they were released to the public for everybody to participate in. Slippy had a strong drive to become better at the shows, enjoying the thrill and the satisfaction of winning more and more as time went on. Slippy was not always great at the shows, however, especially during his very first few years. The main obstacle which Slippy had to overcome was his disability, which he refused to let slow him down in his succession, and eventual career.

Slippy is a below-knee amputee, living the majority of his life without any form of mobile ability unless he was assisted by prostheses. In his earlier years, Slippy had manufactured his own pair, which were crafted out of an old iron fence. Slippy was no craftsman, let alone a scientist or a mechanic, so the prostheses were incredibly poorly made, alongside uncomfortable to wear. Later down the line, Slippy was to modify the bottom half of a **Gato Roboto** costume to work as his prostheses. This was slightly more comfortable, however it would chafe his skin and bruise his stumps. Despite this, he was to continue using this costume until he later met with **Revolt**, a mechanical engineer who had a speciality in creating prostheses for disabled Fall Guys, much like himself.

Slippy's performance would progress further every time he was able to upgrade his prostheses, gaining more stability, balance and of course, comfort whilst he was moving around. His life outside the shows became easier with newer, and eventually, professionally made prostheses, and at some point he was finally able to get out of his bed in the morning without the use of his cane, which he would rely heavily on in the past.

### Bullies

One of the most difficult parts of Slippy's life was dealing with the severe amount of bullying that he received on a daily basis. It was both verbal, and sometimes, physical, depending on who was targeting him. His main bully was **Dino**, an extremely dedicated and competitive player who did anything in his power to make his opponent's life hell. The difference with Slippy though; Dino was a problem before the shows were even a thing. Slippy had been harassed by Dino for years prior to the shows, beating down his self-confidence for as long as he could remember.

Slippy came face-to-face with Dino and his friends during many of the shows. Almost every single time Slippy was to face Dino, he was forced into a vulnerable state, afraid of making an embarrassment out of himself, giving Dino more reasons to pick on him. Slippy was mostly teased for his physical appearance, alongside just how determined he was despite his lack of succession in his first few years at the shows.

Due to the lack of stability which Slippy's original prostheses gave him, he would often slip over or lose balance, falling onto his face, especially during the shows. The slimy part of Slime Climb toward the final stretch was one of Slippy's biggest struggles, and he would almost always topple over, his prostheses unable to properly grip the floor below. Dino and his friends caught onto this running trend and would laugh at Slippy because of it, sometimes even going out of their way to trip him up or shove him over, just to watch in hysterical laughter as he struggled to get himself back up on his feet.

Slippy wasn't always called Slippy, in fact, his real name is Sylvester. Slippy is the nickname which his bullies gave him due to how often he would fail to qualify on certain rounds which involved slime, especially Slime Climb. Slippy embraced this nickname, however, and used it as the name he is known by thousands of fans as today. Claiming the name as his own, the bullying became tiresome, and the more he received it, the more drive Slippy had to prove everybody wrong. He knew he was capable, their words and their abuse eventually did not mean anything to him any more, fuelling him to become better, and eventually with years of dedication, he became a champion. Slippy never looked back, and even if the memories he has will always haunt him, he made it, and nowadays, he can put bullies down with ease, skilfully dealing with griefers with no struggle at all.

### Squab

**Squab** was one of the few Fall Guys which Slippy considered as a friend throughout his youngest years. The two of them were close, and Squab was the main source of emotional support for Slippy, a shoulder to lean on when he needed somebody there for him most. Despite this, however, Slippy did have regular periods of time when he would push Squab away, stuck in a mindset where he thought he could handle things on his own. Despite this, Squab would still be there for him, even if it meant that he was just sitting with Slippy in silence. Squab always had a kind heart, being understanding, and always having a solution to even the trickiest of situations.

Squab and Slippy met one another during the very first season of the games. They were both young and new to participating, and therefore they decided to stick side by side, supporting one another. Squab eventually became a major part of Slippy’s life; somebody who struggled with self-confidence, especially in the shows. Slippy always had a tiny spark of determination, however early on in his life, he would quickly get beaten down, emotionally and physically by his bullies. Whilst other Fall Guys were fighting fit, Slippy was always at a disadvantage, having home-made protheses which were incredibly uncomfortable to wear, alongside being impractical and unbalanced. Every time Slippy would fail, he would be laughed at, but Squab, on the other hand, would always be there to help him up, sitting with him, supporting him until he felt better.

Slippy would sometimes beat himself up however,  sometimes trying to force himself to qualify in the rounds without any help, pushing Squab and his support away. Despite this, Squab would still be there to reassure Slippy, even when he, once again, failed and was made fun of all over again. Slippy knew he could count on Squab and appreciated his kind words, however in his head, he couldn’t always justify this, feeling as if he could make it alone, by himself. Due to a past involving abandonment, Slippy was used to being let go, having nobody there for him.

Eventually though, Slippy began to grow more attached to Squab, looking past his emotional support, finally seeing Squab as a true friend, more than just some guy who pretended to understand his pain, just like all the others did. Sadly, however, it was around this time that Squab mysteriously vanished from the games altogether, and no matter how hard Slippy searched around for him, his friend was nowhere to be found. The two parties were split for the foreseeable future, and after pining his friend for several months, Slippy was to eventually force his memories with Squab away, locking them in the back of his mind and tossing away the key.

As Slippy pushed on with his life, training hard for the many seasons to come, Squab was under experimentation by a company who was well known to the city. In a secret project, Squab was involved in several medical practices, some of which altered the way he thought, alongside helping to erase memories of his past. The end goal would be to create a super-soldier of sorts, capable of greifing their way to victory, grinding currency for the company itself.

Unfortunately, Squab was tricked into believing that he was a trained soldier, out in shows for the sole purpose of winning for a squad which did not exist. Squab was now known as Sergeant and he would from then on follow a strict set of rules which were both created and endorsed by him. He was his own dictator, targeting one individual at a time and eliminating them, judging them solely by their skills or cosmetics. Sergeant would work from the top down, eliminating the participants that were most likely to win first, leaving the rest to drop likes flies due to a lack of skill, handing him the win. Sergeant held grudges against people, and the more sassy they were, the more they would brush him the wrong way.

After Sergeant fled from the complex, he began participating in shows, following his strict code word for word. Nobody from the lab dared to try and retrieve Sergeant, well-aware of the danger that opposed them. Little did Sergeant know, however, things were about to get strange for him.

After many years of silence, Slippy was to finally encounter his old friend once again. All the thoughts he thought he had locked away, began flooding back to him, crashing hard upon his shoulders like a waterfall.

Slippy stared in complete and utter shock, watching as his old friend dashed past him without a word to say. Slippy chased after him, his mind racing, wondering how he should approach the situation. Slippy wondered where his friend had been for so many years; however through a head which was clouded with a thirst to win, Slippy pushed his body harder, hard enough to pass by Sergeant, making the decision to wait for him at the finish line. Watching from afar, Slippy squinted his eyes, narrowing his brows, taking notice of Sergeant’s seemingly brainless muttering.

Once Sergeant made it to the final stretch, coming face to face with the wrecking balls, Slippy decided to call out to his old friend. *“Hey, Squab! Long time no see!”* Slippy shouted, waving in a friendly manner. Sergeant’s expression switched as he took notice of Slippy, giving a nasty scowl, his white, glowing eyes piercing through the darkness of his costume. Sergeant began to become enraged, breaking into a sprint in mere seconds.

*“How dare you pronounce that name in front of me! Do you have any idea who I am, boy?”* Sergeant bellowed with anger, his voice echoing across the stage. Slippy froze, his guard unable to be restored, having let it down at the sight of his beloved friend of the past. Slippy had no time to react, grabbed in what felt like an instant by Sergeant, his arms gripped so tightly that his bones could have been broken in a simple twist. Sergeant shoved Slippy toward the edge of the stage, Slippy’s legs giving way beneath his weight.

Suddenly, Slippy fell. He stared up at Sergeant as he descended toward the slime, betrayed by the one individual he trusted with his life, his heart broken. Slippy was lost, he simply couldn’t comprehend in his mind what had just happened. Not only had he been deceived, Slippy had just lost his very first Slime Climb in several years, and to a griefer of all people, his best friend, somebody who he would have never expected to turn out this way.

Slippy would later get himself cleaned up, completely silent. Whilst changing his prostheses, Slippy was thinking to himself, staring into space, his hands quivering as he struggled to fasten the straps. His trip home was lonelier than ever, and Slippy did nothing but think endlessly, failing to figure out what had happened to his best friend.

#### After Losing Squab

The period of time after his reuinion with Squab was dark to say to say the least. Slippy returned home, and he forced himself to take time away from the shows, falling into a deep saddness, regetting the way he had treated Squab all those years ago. Slippy had pushed his memories with Squab to the back of his mind, but bottling up the fears and worries he had in regard to his friend going missing, only made it so much worse for him in the future. Years of pent up emotions came crashing down on him, not only had he failed to qualify on Slime Climb for the first time in decades, it was at the hands of a greifer, and not just any greifer, it was his childhood best friend who failed to recognise him. He had spent years trying to track Squab down, his hope being lost as time went on, giving up on his pursuit as a result of no leads.

Slippy got to the point where he was even considering retiring from the shows, struggling to recover from the event. With nobody in a close vicinity to turn to, Slippy contacted Revolt, who he occassionally visited for therapy sessions, however it wasn't your average kind of therapy. Revolt would take care of Slippy's stumps for him, tending to them with care, massaging Slippy and taking part in meditation with him. The end result was making sure that he was looking after himself, and if he wasn't, Revolt would suggest things for Slippy to take part in to better his health. The kind of therapy that Slippy needed this time was of course, different. The situation with Squab was something he had never been through before on such a traumatic scale, and therefore he seeked help from somebody he trusted to give the best advice.

With help, Slippy was able to recover, however it was not an easy task. Even when Slippy got back into training himself for the shows again, he was unbalanced, anxious, having returned to a similar state to how he was at the time he first began participating in the shows. He needed to reassure himself that Squab was still out there, and that this could happen again, and again. He would need to face this, and push through the anxiety in order to get back into shows. Throughout his recovery, Slippy was even introduced to Taz, who taught him how to meditate in his own special way with the use of incence. This was a big part of Slippy's preparation, and despite the fact he is back on track at the current day, he still relies on the use of meditation occassionally, especially when he is beyond exhausted or has had an especially stressful day.