"Gods' damnit! How did I end up here?" Rascal cried as he lied in the mud surrounded by angry humans with torches and pitchforks. "Those damn jealous bastards!"

It must have been an ancient power to force the second of his nine lives to undergo this fate! The great god Linus had promised untold power to surprise and astound all who you met just for the completion of a scavenger hunt and art project. How could I have known it was collecting artifacts necessary and drawing the magical seal to ruin my whole life. Ugh, that ugly four toed no whisker good for nothin. Not only did he turn me human, he sent me here to show off some cool tricks, and now look at me. Worse than the groovy emperor or the folks that fought Jack the Kangaroo, working and paying for their own slaughter.

Oh well, "Rascal will live another day; these stupid humans won't obey. In my next life I'll command that Linus only shit in sand." That'll show him.