Doctor Dog (yes, he got a lot of crap about the name) wasn't the sort to mess about with cadavers and dangerous chemical infusions. Nosireebob! He skips straight over the biometric equation and leaps face-first into robotics!
Mean as hell and ready to harvest some wolf-pelts, the gang descended on the sleepy town in the early hours. By lunch-time they were running things.
A flippant remark about what to draw, followed by a rebuttal.
High atop the castle wall, an elite guard keeps watch. Vigilant against... stuff, and... other stuff! Mostly against fish though, and the occasional Polar Bear, even though Penguins and Polar Bears rarely actually meet, what with being from the opposite ends of the planet. Doncha know!!!
