Monkey

Friend, you're not 'young at heart' -- you flat-out never evolved. Your soul is still stuck in that happy era of swinging from trees and going wide-eyed at the sight of a banana. When humanity's ancestors decided to climb down from the trees, learn to walk upright, and put on suits and ties, the Monkey personality's ancestors watched from the next tree over, scratched their butt, and let out a dismissive screech. They've seen through it all: so-called 'civilization' is just the most boring, least fun pay-to-play game ever made. Rules are occasionally meant to be broken, ceilings are for hanging upside down from, and conference rooms are for performing backflips. MALO itself is a wild idea that tumbled out of a massive brain-hole and forgot to close the door.