Prepare yourselves! (Patreon)

The man sitting at the bar is on his fifth, maybe sixth drink. There's not a lot of activity in the tavern, so as you sit at your table, discussing your next move with your comrades, you can overhear his ramblings, which are primarily concerning some doomsday device which he heard was being made; his drunken slurs are a little bit difficult to parse, but you manage to piece together that there's something big comin'- the likes of which will render the entire continent totally uninhabitable. 

His drinking companion queries the nature of this, but all he talks about is some script of the Java (whatever they are...) and a "total rewrite" of everything. Then he starts veering into talk of salvation, via "copying down everything into a word document", as if anyone had the ink to do that. Besides, if the entire continent is destroyed, what good would writing it down do? You laugh inwardly, and finish your pint, and begin heading up to your room for a well earned rest.

Heed the mad man's warning- I'll be updating soon, and if you use the Generator significantly, you might want to make a backup into a word document sooner rather than later, as this update is going to have next to zero backwards compatibility.

Here's a sneak peek!