The sky is filled with fluffy cotton candy clouds. The air even smells like strawberries here. Life is pushed to the brink here. Three suns dance around above you. This world is locked in a terrible fate - to burn and dehydrate in unpredictable cycles. Can you save the few lifeforms that have flourished in these unpredictable conditions, before it's too late for them? "Uh oh, did I remember to bring my costume change?!"