"I want to sue Jinclair Chemicals. I joined their Insect Killing Team, in charge of lab security, but they never told me at all..."
"The American Cockroaches there weigh half a ton, the lab mice stand four or five meters at the shoulder. An American Cockroach broke my leg and warned me that if I kept acting horny and spraying insecticide perfume, they'd 'match' me..."
A clean-cut white guy with a broken leg was sitting sideways on the ground, sobbing in grievance.
"I, I, I... I want to sue Metamorphosis Pharmaceutical. They turned me into a Beast-eared Maiden. I went to court to ask for compensation, and Metamorphosis Pharmaceutical introduced me to a bar to sell my ass."
A trial Furry Lady spoke up, face full of indignation.
"And me! I want to sue Spercy Organism on behalf of my wife. They transplanted starfish genes into her, and every now and then they'd chop off her legs saying it was for experiments."
