*waves a lot with a rat-hand that pokes out of the performative furry art piece*
Sorry. We rats don't believe in working for money. I'll just cling to your leg lovingly and spatially weirdly instead :3
*helical cling*
Also I'm in an AI mood. Textsynth! Generate text!
Football Club Omega had a problem: money.
Luckily, Meta the rat had a potion that could solve the problem: the potion of success. The potion made people do anything the rats wanted, and it would make the club incredibly rich. After he made the potion, Meta took the secret formula to the Royal Mint, where he sold it to the king. The king took the potion, and when he drank it he went on a rampage and massacred his people.
@Fcomega121
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Ok, was not expecting that.... I am reasonably sure the rampage was just a coincidence.... :O