Hare - The cyborg actually spoke to me today. Namely about the monsters I created to reek havoc on the city. I have transcribed what I remember of the conversation below.
The Bard - You shouldn't toy with nature.
Self - What? (I was unsure it was him speaking and wanted to verify that it wasn't a voice inside my head.)
The Bard - Toying with nature is what got me exiled from my homeland.
Self - Is that why you're...
The Bard - A cyborg? No, that happened after the wonderful villagers beat me to the verge of death.
At that point I just went back to my work. Clearly I'm working with yet another schizo.
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The Ramblings of Two Madmen
General FictionThis is a journal type thing from the point of view of two minor antagonists. Just do me a favor and don't ask.
