The Story of…Bad Blood

Mr. Bloat Strikes Again Claiming His Eleventh Victim!

Fat and miserable, cunning and cruel was Odious Bloat. His non-humanoid skin was slick and fetid, reeking of last weeks baked garbage. The method of his killings was always by razorblade.

Somewhere near the bottom of the newspaper page that was stamped with the aforementioned headline was the line: Sheriff Esperanto of Westworld Province claims that he and his close-knit crew of Regulators are very close to tracking down the sickening serial killer.

That line spoke the truth.

Esperanto and his Regulators tracked down and apprehended Bloat soon after the date of publication. Most of his men were killed by the homicidal alien in the process, but when the day was done, Esperanto had captured his man.

The trial was quick. The sentence harsh and swift: life imprisonment in solitary confinement. Any form of psychological treatment was forbidden on the basis of being too risky. Bloat was simply too deadly to deal with.

Four years have since passed.

While Mr. Bloat was kept alone with his thoughts and heaping piles of prison issued slop (fifteen meals a day are required of his rotund alien race), Esperanto retired from his position as Sheriff…and turned to the bottle.

But in the year 2121, at the very climax of the Battle for Centra, Esperanto will be posed with a choice. A second chance, rather.

…as will Mr. Bloat.  

aCe 2121: Ultimatum is coming soon.