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opheliac) wrote in expiationnet2024-07-20 12:02 pm
013. 💥 VIDEO; ANONYMOUS ⏩ FAST-FOWARD TO A DAY AFTER THE EVENT
[ the video is out of focus when it starts, and whoever is holding the phone from the other side is trying to adjust its settings. but in time, the feed sharpens, and it displays an ominous graffitied exclusive room. leaning on each side of a wall are two masked mysterious figures. one on the left in a male build and wearing a gas mask, and a female figure on the right wearing an interesting (familiar to no one but a very selective few) designed disguise. the female one, with her arms cross over her chest, turns her head to the camera when a voice from behind the webcam (robotic and disjointed) says: ]
It's ready for you, Boss.
[ she shoves herself off the wall and stalks closer to view, saying nothing even after her body stills in position. and like the camera person, whenever this mystery individual chooses to speak, her voice is also filtered in a mechanical pitch. ]
Chosen of Aldrip, we are the Inx.
In simple terms, we are just a small group of thieves from the docks. And I'm sure many of you think our thievery around this city is cruel. Wrong. And unethical. Some of you may even call us criminals.
[ the speaker stops briefly, cocking her head to one side to mimic a crow's curiosity. ]
But who are the real criminals of Aldrip? Is it us, or is it the ones who are stopping us from tearing down this corrupted city?
[ she paces steadily from one direction and back again, the cameraman following along carefully and doing a pretty good job at it for being an amateur with devices. ]
Time and time again, the Council have used us as lab rats for their entertainment, promising us freedom if we just did our time and our sentences.
We do good for them, and what do we get in return? Mazes where the dead and the past haunts us, pinning ourselves against the people we love and care for, warped memories, bringing deadly infections, heartache, loneliness, and death. Jerry told me once we must go through these trials to be better ourselves. To learn how to behave.
[ the spokeswoman halts to face the camera again and yet in spite of wearing a mask to shield her identity, the fury is raging and tensing on her shoulders — her hands balling tight into boulders. ]
But this is not improving our spirits...! It's breaking us down, and ripping our minds apart to their satisfaction, to be in their image! Tell me, Chosen, do you feel in charge of your own life? Do you feel... independent?
You might be asking me now, so what we do about it? How do we break free when fighting and starting a war is not an option? When we can't see our enemy? ... I....
[ she stops for a moment as she fishes out for her next robust words, but can only hang her head in defeat, and says the truth of their dire circumstances: ]
I can't... give you that answer.
[ the entire room goes eerily quiet after that, but the male figure who had been in the background during this whole speech steps forward. he approaches the small chest behind her, and then drums his fists in a rhythm flow.
the feed wavers slightly, too, the cameraperson stomping their foot to beat along with their comrade. this brings the spokeswoman out of her beaten stance, and her head shifts to the associate behind her and then to the camera. feeling powerful again, her spine straightens, and she raises her chin to help her speak in clear volume: ]
But what I, the Inx and the eye of Zaun, can give you is a nation, support, care, and loyalty. You may see us as thieves who rob from the Councils' system, but we are a family. And family sticks together.... even if families say things that they don't mean out of hurt, frustration, and make mistakes because they are scared of change, loss, or being abandoned.
[ ... ]
But together, we will power through every hardship that the Council will throw at us, because we don't swim, or sink, we float.
Be my Zaunite, be my people, and you'll be protected. We will be there through your hard times, hand in hand, and wipe away any tear that were caused by them. We will feed the hunger, heal the sick, and when you can move again, you'll be like an earthquake rumble. You will never ever fall alone, or stand alone. You'll break down walls, just like when the City Hall crumbled.
[ quietly, her comrades chant while continuously beating their fists and feet in rhythm: ]
City Hall, City Hall,
Walls come down.
City Hall, City Hall,
Walls come down.
Walls come down, like City Hall.
Walls come down, like City Hall.
[ she gives her people a moment to shine with their carol, then adds to her final statement: ]
You're stronger than you think, and what makes you different makes you strong. Don't let the Council's betrayal break you, but let it forge you into something greater. And if they want this to be our home, then let's make it our home. No longer Aldrip, but the Nation of Zaun.
It's ready for you, Boss.
[ she shoves herself off the wall and stalks closer to view, saying nothing even after her body stills in position. and like the camera person, whenever this mystery individual chooses to speak, her voice is also filtered in a mechanical pitch. ]
Chosen of Aldrip, we are the Inx.
In simple terms, we are just a small group of thieves from the docks. And I'm sure many of you think our thievery around this city is cruel. Wrong. And unethical. Some of you may even call us criminals.
[ the speaker stops briefly, cocking her head to one side to mimic a crow's curiosity. ]
But who are the real criminals of Aldrip? Is it us, or is it the ones who are stopping us from tearing down this corrupted city?
[ she paces steadily from one direction and back again, the cameraman following along carefully and doing a pretty good job at it for being an amateur with devices. ]
Time and time again, the Council have used us as lab rats for their entertainment, promising us freedom if we just did our time and our sentences.
We do good for them, and what do we get in return? Mazes where the dead and the past haunts us, pinning ourselves against the people we love and care for, warped memories, bringing deadly infections, heartache, loneliness, and death. Jerry told me once we must go through these trials to be better ourselves. To learn how to behave.
[ the spokeswoman halts to face the camera again and yet in spite of wearing a mask to shield her identity, the fury is raging and tensing on her shoulders — her hands balling tight into boulders. ]
But this is not improving our spirits...! It's breaking us down, and ripping our minds apart to their satisfaction, to be in their image! Tell me, Chosen, do you feel in charge of your own life? Do you feel... independent?
You might be asking me now, so what we do about it? How do we break free when fighting and starting a war is not an option? When we can't see our enemy? ... I....
[ she stops for a moment as she fishes out for her next robust words, but can only hang her head in defeat, and says the truth of their dire circumstances: ]
I can't... give you that answer.
[ the entire room goes eerily quiet after that, but the male figure who had been in the background during this whole speech steps forward. he approaches the small chest behind her, and then drums his fists in a rhythm flow.
the feed wavers slightly, too, the cameraperson stomping their foot to beat along with their comrade. this brings the spokeswoman out of her beaten stance, and her head shifts to the associate behind her and then to the camera. feeling powerful again, her spine straightens, and she raises her chin to help her speak in clear volume: ]
But what I, the Inx and the eye of Zaun, can give you is a nation, support, care, and loyalty. You may see us as thieves who rob from the Councils' system, but we are a family. And family sticks together.... even if families say things that they don't mean out of hurt, frustration, and make mistakes because they are scared of change, loss, or being abandoned.
[ ... ]
But together, we will power through every hardship that the Council will throw at us, because we don't swim, or sink, we float.
Be my Zaunite, be my people, and you'll be protected. We will be there through your hard times, hand in hand, and wipe away any tear that were caused by them. We will feed the hunger, heal the sick, and when you can move again, you'll be like an earthquake rumble. You will never ever fall alone, or stand alone. You'll break down walls, just like when the City Hall crumbled.
[ quietly, her comrades chant while continuously beating their fists and feet in rhythm: ]
City Hall, City Hall,
Walls come down.
City Hall, City Hall,
Walls come down.
Walls come down, like City Hall.
Walls come down, like City Hall.
[ she gives her people a moment to shine with their carol, then adds to her final statement: ]
You're stronger than you think, and what makes you different makes you strong. Don't let the Council's betrayal break you, but let it forge you into something greater. And if they want this to be our home, then let's make it our home. No longer Aldrip, but the Nation of Zaun.
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You claim to offer everyone a safe haven, yes. But have not provided proof that you or your group of bandits have the power, resources or even willingness to follow through such promise. Instead you are asking us to take up on your word and trust you, a masked thief, instead of our captors who have, despite everything else, gifted us freedom in this barless cage of theirs. Expecting people to buy the promise and follow you into the depths of darkness without having anything to base your claims on is nothing but naive and foolish.
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It's because of my interference is why you and many are resting well in bed every night without fear. If I did not care, I wouldn't have done so.
You say the Council is gifting us freedom when they have the ability to control our minds and can strip us from our abilities whenever without warning if we disagree with their methods.
If you disagree with me or wish not to be a part of my family, I will not force you. I will not twist your arm into believing or following me or submitting to me. No matter what, the door will always be open to you or anyone who seek for support or healing. That is the difference between me and them.
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Again, we only have your word. You say you have protected us from a great threat but no one has been aware of it. If you want to play the savior you ought to let the people feel the fear in their bones, have the danger rattle their doors and creep into their minds. Let them witness you slay the monster. Otherwise you are nothing but another untalented bard, telling tall tales and singing songs of stories that no one will remember. If you aim to strike fear in others let them see the power. Right now you have done nothing to make the people of Aldrip either love or fear you.
The Council has allowed us to make a life for ourselves, have they not? But if you truly seek to overthrow them there are more sufficient ways than this, my foolish rebel.
Nay. I shall not follow a false king.
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I have no issue with showing my worth, I have nothing but time here.
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