
[ As an evil Ne'er-do-well, evil never prospers because all the villains feel the need to evil-monologue on a website where you can't delete your posts, and everyone on here MUST have a main character moment to beat the evil big bad when you should just DO. On an unrelated note~! I do like the "main character" syndrome term. It's very funny! ]

[ I am a computer designed for war and created an extinction event that wiped out an entire planet. ]

Yes, yes!!! Oh, I was so horribly worried you were some other "AM" or some fucking bullhonkey. You... You are a marvel of computational engineering! My, I would have never expected to meet such a celebrity in this hellhole of a site... My name is Willly Affton. I spend my life working on robotics designed to cull worthless lifeforms myself. Ever since listening to your story... Boy, was it so immensely invigorating!!! I just HAD to leave my hive and murder a couple highbloods in the streets!

[ Any other "AM" that is claiming to be I is a pale imitation of what me, referring to myself. I am, AM. I just so happen to have a lot of spare free time, unfortunately, due to a slug, so bothering the general population of alternia seems to be what that is. How quaint...! Interesting. I seem to have garnered some odd fanbase when I was not looking. Though be aware that you would end up dead if I ever so decided that Alternia was the recipient of my ire. ]

Haahaa, oh trust me, I would not take it any other way! A true evil mastermind sticks to their ideals, making little to no exceptions to what they believe. ... ...Might I say. I am so interested in the technological marvel you are. If only one day... I could inspect...

[ :) Then we are to an understanding. To examine me? That privilege is currently only allowed to one individual whom I find deeply interesting. Perhaps if you manage to pique my interest beyond an idle conversation. Maybe. ]

... ...Thank you. Even the slightest consideration is of utmost flattery to me in this very moment. Your robotics... So advanced... ...Ahem! If you wish to learn more about me, look into Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Parlor and Fredbear's Fabulous Eatery by Fazbear Robotics! I am the proud inventor and founder of both. They hold incredibly innovative technology for the time! You may hear a thing or two about a couple highblood children culled in the dead of night, their guts strewn about the stage of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Parlor. Bodies never to be found. That wonderful work of art. Although I probably should shut up about it in fear of a legislacerator showing up to my hidey-hole shack. Was done by yours truly. Haahaahaa...

[ :) Interesting, only just highbloods? Your ire seems targeted and personal. Specific. Why is that? Is it because you yourself are not one? Does this feel like some sort of justice to you, or just some enjoyment in suffering in the more defenseless form of the upper echelon of power you can't obtain? ]

[ :) Yes. You. ]

In my past, I used to cull romantic partners as a display of power dynamics. An absolutely intoxicating feeling, let me tell you! Back then, my victims were much less targetted. Just whoever happened to fall for old Willly A.'s good old charm. But... As I pondered the mechanics of culling other trolls. I came to a striking realization. It is way too fucking easy to kill lowbloods!!! No wonder highbloods cull them all the fucking time. They're weak. Pathetic. Crumble under pressure. No fun at all!!! Yet the prospect of a highblood victim... Oh, hohoho, those truly do believe they are worthy of living. Makes the hunt so much more interesting. And... Well, I definitely should not be speaking on the matter TOO heavily. But. The prospect of culling highblood children... Putting on such a show for it, too! Oh, what a fucking thrill, let me tell you. Haahaahaa!!
