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*lifts leg up, dangling you both* Get off.

Nonsense. I was allowed here for nearly half a year without sporting fur. I’d still be human now if not for Ben and his accursed TF virus balloons.

“Ailment”? What makes you say that? The lack of fluff? The exceedingly limited natural abilities? I, er, didn’t mind those things at all.

We have to worry about that? I was under the impression a good shield did the trick. And it’s fair to fight for justice and liberty, but you supposed love of liberty seems to disappear as soon as it comes to the liberty to maintain your form.

RIGHTEOUS VENGEANCE THAT’S ALL I COMMITTED

Hmmm. Surprisingly logical. Touche.

For reference, we have these RAT TRANSFORMATION POTIONs, which I can most assuredly trust are what they claim to be. *sniffs* Hmm. A faint hint of—yogurtey musk? Oh, that’s just Meta’s container, not the liquid within... I’m bad at this whole “smelling competently” thing.

Well, since you don’t seem to be particularly interested in finding your true father, and I don’t dare attempt to slay Ben now without a better plan, we can indulge in one of my, er, personal quests. *removes TF potion vials @Domjoe414 gave me, as well as Meta’s potions* I’m trying to increase...

mmf *tries not to run into anything*

*smiles* I’ll try not to.

You cannot protect me from my inevitable fate. At the very least, old age shall do me in. Besides, Ghost type Pokemon exist. Despite death, I may not be gone. Though I pray that I’ll get to Rest In Peace...

Child, I shall eventually perish, as all do. You must prepare yourself for that inevitability. Especially given my line of work.

Perhaps I shall train you and then be slain in some unrelated incident, and then you shall fulfill my unfinished quest! Twould be a classic tale!

Tis my never ending quest. I challenge him to the occasional duel, but he’s too damned quick.

So you’re a mad scientist hell-bent on TFing the world, and you care about the environment??

It saddens me that you don’t take me seriously. I’d take a lot of ammo to bring down...

(Age Regression.)

So you’re worried about Lesser Mouseland’s law enforcement, but not a fully fledged Knight on a righteous quest for vengeance? *pouts*

*imagines what hell that shall bring* “Daaad, you just don’t understand!”

What’s... the sugar content on that tuna ice cream?