I was dead the second I walked into that room, honestly. You know how those old movies have a shadowy guy that's all--[he imitates a deep, gravelly voice] You've seen too much, it was kinda like that.
[Except there was nobody to rescue him at the least second, like a protagonist of such a movie might have. He just died. Or he would've--if it hadn't been for the Storm.]
There was some fucked up shit in there. All these--these brains sitting in glass boxes, with a bunch of wires connecting them to something. Sybil's mainframe, I'd guess.
[He looks like he's uncomfortable just remembering it--the sharpness that's suffused his expression up to now fading into something more subdued, almost haunted.]
That guy, Makishima's henchman, he was filming it on his phone and laughing about how all he'd have to do was publish the video and the country would be finished, how there'd be real riots this time, when I walked in.
[He...starts chuckling, after that. Just his shoulders shake, at first--like someone trying to hold back tears. But Kagari doesn't cry; all his tears dried up seventeen years ago at the isolation facility, and one look at his face makes it apparent that he's actually laughing. And it gets louder, from there, just this awful, broken, discordant sound -- unhinged, manic.]
It's fucking incredible, right? If I were in on it, my crime coefficient woulda gone through the roof, just like his. That's why Sybil was fuckin' made, right? The perfect system, for a perfect society. For the people who matter, anyway.
[There's another short bark of a laugh.]
It was a Paralyzer when she pointed the Dominator at me. But I guess once a threat, always a threat. And I wasn't useful enough to balance it out anymore.
oops i rechecked 16, kagari came in a couple minutes later
[Except there was nobody to rescue him at the least second, like a protagonist of such a movie might have. He just died. Or he would've--if it hadn't been for the Storm.]
There was some fucked up shit in there. All these--these brains sitting in glass boxes, with a bunch of wires connecting them to something. Sybil's mainframe, I'd guess.
[He looks like he's uncomfortable just remembering it--the sharpness that's suffused his expression up to now fading into something more subdued, almost haunted.]
That guy, Makishima's henchman, he was filming it on his phone and laughing about how all he'd have to do was publish the video and the country would be finished, how there'd be real riots this time, when I walked in.
[He...starts chuckling, after that. Just his shoulders shake, at first--like someone trying to hold back tears. But Kagari doesn't cry; all his tears dried up seventeen years ago at the isolation facility, and one look at his face makes it apparent that he's actually laughing. And it gets louder, from there, just this awful, broken, discordant sound -- unhinged, manic.]
It's fucking incredible, right? If I were in on it, my crime coefficient woulda gone through the roof, just like his. That's why Sybil was fuckin' made, right? The perfect system, for a perfect society. For the people who matter, anyway.
[There's another short bark of a laugh.]
It was a Paralyzer when she pointed the Dominator at me. But I guess once a threat, always a threat. And I wasn't useful enough to balance it out anymore.