Terms.rtf — Before You Enter

A Word Before You Enter

This site contains a claymation creature named Clenynch eating a sandwich, alone, in front of you, without offering you any. Viewer discretion is advised. By entering, you acknowledge that Clenynch owes you nothing, that sharing is not guaranteed, and that any hunger experienced while browsing is entirely your own responsibility.

Inspired by the stop-motion short film Bench

Clenynch

The unbothered king of the park bench. Keeper of the last bite. Sworn enemy of sharing.

One creature. One sandwich. One red bench he isn't giving up. Then somebody smaller sits down right next to him, and Clenynch has to decide exactly how far "sharing" is going to go.

Bench.mov
Clenynch, a blue-grey claymation creature, eating a sandwich on a red bench in a park
0:37 / 1:35

Build Your Own Sandwich

Same bread Clenynch uses. Everything in between is entirely up to you.

Claywich.appbuilder

Just bread. Even Clenynch would judge you.

How Clenynch Took the Bench

The biggest lunchtime standoff in park history, told the only way Clenynch remembers it: without a single word.

Story.notes
ACT 1+

The Claim

Bench claimed. Sandwich out. Eyes closed.

ACT 2+

The Neighbor

Someone smaller sits down. Says nothing. Stares at everything.

ACT 3+

The Standoff

No words. No music. Just chewing.

ACT 4+

The Resolution

Clenynch shares his way. You won't see it coming.

Live from the Park

Open all day, closed for naps. Try asking nicely and see how far that gets you.

park-feed — zsh — 80×24

20:17:17Crumb futures crashed to zero.

20:17:13Neighbor filed a complaint. Complaint ignored.

20:17:10Trash can utilization holding steady at empty.

20:17:07Sandwich composite up 100%, entirely internal.

20:17:03Clenynch adjusted his grip. Generosity index unmoved.

20:17:00A pigeon asked for a crumb. Also denied.

clenynch@bench ~ %

BenchOccupancy.app
Bench Occupancy Index100%
Denied. Clenynch does not share. Try the trash can instead.
Attempts: 0

The Bench Code

Six rules, written in crumbs, agreed to by nobody but Clenynch.

TheBenchCode.rtf — TextEdit
1

Never open your eyes while eating.

What you can't see can't ask for a bite.

2

Every bench is your bench.

If you're sitting on it, it's occupied. Permanently.

3

Sharing is a suggestion.

A polite one. Very easy to ignore.

4

Crumbs are not currency.

They're a rounding error. Nobody's getting change.

5

Silence is a negotiating tactic.

If nobody says anything, nothing has to be decided.

6

The last bite decides everything.

How the story ends depends entirely on what Clenynch does with it.

Pecking Order at the Park

The park runs on a strict hierarchy. One creature at the top, everyone else hoping for scraps.

Park — Finder
NameKindNotes
Clenynch
Occupant
Sole occupant of the bench. Owns the sandwich. Answers to nobody.
The Sandwich
Asset
The entire park economy. Freshly made, tightly held, non-negotiable.
The Bench
Real Estate
Prime location, painted red. Seats two. Occupied by one.
The Neighbor
Visitor
Smaller creature, bigger appetite. No seat of his own, technically.
everything below this line just watches
The Trash Can
Fixture
Empty and hopeful. Has never once been used.
The Trees
Backdrop
Painted on. Provide shade and no opinions whatsoever.

Get Your Bench Pass

Put your name on it. Clenynch will glance at it for half a second and not share anyway.

Fill & Sign
BenchPass.pdf — Preview
Certificate of Bench Attendance
The Park · Official Grounds
Your Name Here

This certifies that the above visitor sat near Clenynch, witnessed the sandwich, and received zero (0) bites, one (1) life lesson, and unlimited hope for next time.

WITNESSED
★ NOT FED ★
No. 0,000,001