The one who can't cope [p, alaric]

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DR. CAUSTIC

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TOXIC TRAPPER
MACKENZIE VALLEY WOLF
TANGLEWOOD
"Humanity. It's just a word."

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Caustic had an affinity to be brutal and cold. Perhaps it was walls of mental and emotional barrier, or the result of the transformation between idealist scientist and toxic trapper. Caustic pulls the rabbit to his bag, stuffed away nearby, and putting it inside. His mind is already running through the things he would do with it. Another test of his venom perhaps? Or maybe he would save this one, find a mutated counterpart, and make comparisons.
"Do you think that's why we are this way, Alaric?" Caustic didn't really care for the philosophical points of eating other animals around here, considering how one could compare it to murder if you thought hard enough.
No, humanity was just a word. A social construct at best. Caustic only desired for results. While he was a brilliant scientist in all regards, he was prone to a single-minded obsession of a task.
"This rabbit cannot speak, and yet, we can."

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Original code by lexasperated / artwork by @R_HillPrime