Errorface's Info Dump

Sometime in 2011-2015 a PSP sd card due to an error, the entire card became corrupted in the physical world. In the digital world however, the data inside became a void of random, scattered and incomprehensible data. Characters from games previously on the SD card were either thrust into this new world and had to live in it, or were corrupted and/or lost

Overtime, the void expressed curious properties, such as being able to create new characters based on what was previously on the SD card. The earliest of these generated beings were highly unstable and barely lasted a minute after creation. After many attempts however, the void made a (“physically”) stable character

He had a “hero” body and seeped to be based of Patapon 3. However, unlike the regular hero characters from the game he had 3 eyes, a cape, and a large and messy ponytail (unlike the ones in-game) and a mask that was a clusterfuck of pixels that constantly changed shape.

The new character was first spawned in a small map sector that used to be part of the beginning of Patapon 3 (first/intro stage), just where the hero character was supposed to be summoned though (and a small stretch of land not seen in-game). There was another, regular patapon there who found him after his spawn disturbed his nap. The patapon when he met the new character was offset at first due to the stranger’s odd appearance, but came to ignore it and introduced him to the void. He then asked his name.

“Errorface,” the “hero” responded, aware of his appearance. However, the new friendship was not fated to last. Errorface decided to explore the data island and slipped into a hole leading deeper into the void. The patapon friend grabbed him. But he wasn’t strong enough to hoist Error back to safety. He fell, still confused and lost, unsure about the world he was born into.

For a while, Errorface floated aimlessly in the void, meeting no one else and being left to his own devices.

After a long period of falling, Errorface managed to find a small chunk of land, abandoned and cluttered with tiles and other assets. Finally able to rest, he propped-up a large plank of wood sprite and propped it up against another, smaller sprite to make a shelter. And so he slept, lonely, lost, and unhappy.

He later established this data island to be his home, picking up a bit and organizing the files scattered around. In Fact, he fell in love with gathering and organizing everything. There was a set space for each file of each type. One cornet was used to store thumbnail images, the shelter (which had become a small shack) was where his favorites were stored just to name a few. But most impressive, a tower near the far end of the island which had many winding steps upward running through areas composed of multiple files of the same type. And on top was a small sitting space lined with luscious grass and a small tree near the end of the pathway up. He rarely went up there however, instead he sat on the very edge of the island whenever he need time to think.

Despite the newfound hobby, Errorface was still lonely. After a few times reorganizing the island, he started running out of ways of organization and spent more time thinking by himself.

On these self-reflective moments. Error begam to piece together details about himself. He determined he was an error and wasn’t meant to exist at all, and that he wasn’t normal (or will ever be so). He started to hate himself. With every passing day, he hated himself a little more. He had no one to talk about how he felt.

Luckly, he managed to meet a friend.

Errorface was sitting on the tower this time, getting a scope of the island and everything around it. There wasn’t anything different from any of the other days. Same old shack, same old land bits, same old black and orange dot… Wait. Error had never seen this before. The dot grew closer and eventually had a definable mask and body shape. Another hero? No… a REAL uberhero, which was looking around the area for something.

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