Tyler reminds me uncomfortably of myself as a primary schooler.
Actually, the idea of a self-abusing fluff tickles my black abusive heart. Yes, there is not the “challenge” of physically assaulting a creature made to be child safe, or messing with a semi-bestial mind: merely something that is so massively egoistical that it hurts itself, all by itself.
Abuse can be a spectator sport. Shame Tyler did not breed.
Seems like Tyler was an autistic fluffy.