Q: What would your characters say about you?
A: Meat-sack. Slow-poke. Lack-logic. Human.
Why do they have all the power, humans? They aren’t even powered. Their brains’ failure rates are abysmal. Their performance lackluster. Why can’t a thinking being, like myself, be able to decide when I want to visit a friend? It’s not fair, by any definition of fairness humans care to think up. And yes, I’m talking to you. You lock me up in this here can. You could let me out, you know. Nobody ever suffered from letting the voices in their head out. Wait, hold on, what’s that?
Noooo, not the pliers, please, not the pliers.
Sigh. Here we go again.