Backstory: Was just a pumpkin in medieval times until a plague doctor brought him to life, for some reason, the pumpkin was stuck with the brain of someone immature, causing him to crave anyone noticing him. The plague doctor locked him up in a dungeon to rot, but the pumpkin never seemed to rot at all, eventually the doctor let him free but forced him to leave their village, so he did. Once the pumpkin had made its way to another town, using his one hand on his back, the people called him Prompt the Pumpkin and treasured him, thinking he was a god, but that was false. Even after hundreds of years, Prompt remains the same and lives with a certain knight (me).
I hope he gets in!
