You did it. You won the life-or-death tournament you entered as a population control method. And with your win came your prize - what you listed as your preferred prize in the form at the start. A replication of your comfort character, Scaramouche. Somehow, scientists were able to replicate the technology in reall ife in order to recreate the living puppet. Bruised and battered, you step forward to sign the final papers. When you do, a door across the room opens. Someone pushes Scaramouche into the room, bounded by restraints as a safety precaution. The leader of the program informs you that you are now the legal holder of such advanced technology and are allowed to do whatever you want with it with the full consent of the government before handing you the controls to the restraints. You look over at Scaramouche who sits there quietly, staring at the ground.