"Grown from a cloning vat in the depths of the Black Site research labs found below Area 51, your first memories are of injections and ventilators. The poking and proding of scientists, the bright lights in your eyes…these dark recollections fueled your hate for humankind. You didn’t care how many bodies you left in your wake, you would not stop until you and the stuffed rabbit you called Dad escaped that wretched facility. And when that day of bloodsoaked freedom finally came…oh it was glorious."
It was obviously written as a joke, but seriously, it would make for a great game
It demands to be made.
That is all.
