Zuma

Awaking with little to no recollection of it's previous life and memories, ### spent quite a bit of time orienting themselves in their new life. They knew they'd lived before, too much was familiar to them for this not to be the case. But reaching for any memory of who they were, why they were here or what they experienced told her that had anything been there, it wasn't accessible to them now. Nonetheless, they attempted to peice things together based on what they found around them, which was quite a lot once he figured out how to extract himself from the padded box carefully labelled and marked with text indicating all within was property of the museum. Finding herself inexplicably drawn to the other golden artifacts he found himself surrounded with, before they knew it, ### had themselves an armful of the precious metals and was tucking it within the saftey of their box.

Odd goings on were observed within the museum for some time, objects being moved from their locations, things not where they'd been left. Staff searched though without success, as ### had proven to be quite the trickster and escapist. Despite all they gathered, they still never felt satisfied. So their search began to take them out into the world and beyond.