Despite the fact he’s covered in cheese stains, he seems nice enough, so you take a seat across the table from him and watch him chow down on these plates of nachos. He stops eating to rudely burp out loud or lean and fart without excusing himself before going back to eating more. He’s a plate and a half down before he talks to you with a mouth full of food, “Not that I mind the nudity, but what’s going on? You seem ashamed of what you got?” You can’t deny what you’re doing, nothing you can come up with makes any sense. You take a deep breath, gag a little at the smell of this gator’s breath, and spin him your tale. You tell him how you were human, how you were interested in a game, how bullies made you lose in the first round, and how you ended here, naked, with nothing to your name. He burps again before waddling back and forth, eventually getting up out of his seat. He open his arms as he slowly waddles towards you, your brain doesn’t process the situation nearly fast enough. Suddenly you are engulfed in a smelly gators moobs that stink of nacho cheese, sweat, and BO. There’s globs of cheese all over you, you cringe at the gross feeling all over you. You will admit tho, it did feel nice being hugged. You break from the hug, the smell of cheese and BO now clings to your fur. The gator introduces himself as Bar, and that he was once a famous gamer named Rayza Bar. He tells you his fall from the top happened by a cheater that rigged one of the controls during a tournament, and locked his player while giving him the boost he needed to win. Everyone denied his credibility as a gamer and the trolls destroyed his rep. So now he sits in this arcade, using up whatever money he won from competitions snacking himself to death. You almost tear up at the story, it’s so sad. Do you help him?