Here’s where we get formally introduced to Spit & Janice.
I could write a bit about this. First off, Spit and Janice weren’t my idea to start with; a long time ago, a good friend and I were wasting a weekend from our teenage years playing a certain well-known fantasy adventure roleplaying game. With no denying it, he came up with the idea of Spit the Vicious, an obnoxious and antisocial punk elf-type sociopath, and his warpig battle-partner (named at the time after the principal of our school, whom we hated). I’ve pretty much taken his gag, given them a look, and used them as puppets to act out the sick dramas I have planned. Who owns what here, I have no clue, but I’ll tell you this much — the minute I can turn a profit that can be divided by a percentage and not equal zero, that good friend from long ago will get his share, mos def.
But man, have I taken that idea and RUN. I can’t wait to get to the good bit with these guys; I just hope they don’t outshine Kain too often.
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