John Taylor Monologue

“I’m tired of trying to see the good in people.” Bellowed, Xmare, with such intensity that each syllable reverberates off the walls. Without provocation, he shouts it again and again as he sat alone in his office. After his outburst, he went back to organizing the paper clutter on his desk. Less than a second later he heard a voice whisper, “I must say Sir, that’s a peculiar statement for a humanoid to utter.” Startled Xmare a Class A, violet eyes, short red hair humanoid, jumped to his feet and challenged the owner of the voice to show its face. From somewhere on the floor, he heard the voice say, “Down here Sir, the name’s Brutus, I’m your interim personal assistance”