Act IAn amalgamation of authors, editors, and illustrators that may or may not be human, ChatGPT3, Grammarly, and a bottle of NyQuil.PrologueNPC Chorus: ‘Twould be the Wojak’s predictability that ended them, inevitably, of course. But let us speak of lighter things, and see, What follies will unfold without remorse. For in this play, a comedy of sorts, We'll follow those who seek to transact free. Their trials, tribulations, and retorts, Shall bring us laughter, joy, and harmony. So gath...