Maisie

We found Maisie while out urban exploring this old abandoned movie theater, she was in an old Icee machine.

She insisted that she was the slushie.
Whether she was actually old slushie that turned into a slime via core development, or she's a delusional slime that somehow got into the machine and adapted to leftover slushie within the machine, there's no way to know.

We pulled her out of there for her own good, because she was clearly loopy from the isolation.

Can't remember which one of us gave her the name, someone said it was cute and she liked it so it stuck.
Starting to think she just likes anything one of us gives her because she's not used to contact, gave her some clothes and she loves them.  She's honestly not all that bright, going to take some further study.  Could be due to her origin as a simple organism or from regressing during a long isolation.  We're bringing her back home and giving her a safe place to stay with us at least, no sentient being should have to live like she was, our tests shouldn't be too invasive.

-excerpt from the journal of Marcus Cross