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expiationnet2025-02-03 10:13 pm
abandonware) wrote in expiationnet2025-02-03 10:13 pm
un: unitA2 (voice)
[The voice that filters through has the gruff, raspy edge of someone who hasn't spoken in a while.]
I need intel on the monsters on the outskirts. I'll kill them in exchange.
[After a moment:] There's something else that I need. A cloak. It needs to - [an irritated sigh, and in a mutter:] how do I explain this - to be able to offset high temperatures. A heat sink. It'll increase my functionality.
I can do something in return. That's all.
I need intel on the monsters on the outskirts. I'll kill them in exchange.
[After a moment:] There's something else that I need. A cloak. It needs to - [an irritated sigh, and in a mutter:] how do I explain this - to be able to offset high temperatures. A heat sink. It'll increase my functionality.
I can do something in return. That's all.
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I see.
[Not so metaphorical for her. A2 decides to look into this "Sisyphus" when she has the opportunity.
In any case... 28 years is not long for an android, perhaps. But for humanity... she wonders if this includes resets. Memory wipes were common among YoRHa units who got too close to the reality of things, but were still deemed useful.
9S...]
Why? What's the point of this?
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That's the question, isn't it? It's what I have also been trying to figure out ever since I found myself here. [ Which has been a long time, and yet she doesn't really have any answers for A2. If she had, she would have been sharing them. ]
At first I assumed this situation is like my own world. There are powerful beings there that love trapping other people in places to play deadly games with them. That doesn't sound too different from our current situation, right? [ .. a pause, and then a smaller sigh as Ange adds: ] But at this point.. I'm not so sure anymore.
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[An uneasy sigh.]
A test. [...] A program. Maybe it's working out the bugs. The program's evolving. But the function won't change.
[...]
Where I'm from, there was a war that never ended. It was a program too.
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[ Though the girl sounds a little bit confused, there's more to it than that. She can kind of get a faint idea of it because of what this place is like, but it's still slightly difficult for her to imagine.
But that's what the extra layer is. Curiosity. She sounds like she wants to know more about this. ]
How did that work?
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[She'd never had to explain it.] There's been war for thousands of years. All of it is for the fate of Earth. An alien force arrived to conquer Earth, and created machines to combat humanity.
But... the machines killed their masters. They killed the aliens, and they started the program. We — the androids, we were created by humanity to protect Earth and — and the humans who fled to the moon.
But none of us had ever seen humanity. The more the machines fought, the more they learned. And every battle we had, we'd learn more too. But it never ended. It repeats itself. We wipe each other out. And we start over.
[Her voice has grown softer throughout this. Now that she'd spoken the words aloud, it felt more real.]
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But this seems to be something like it. The more she listens to A2, the more it feels like something.. distant. Something so strange that she hardly can even imagine it. ]
But that's so.. senseless. [ The girl slowly speaks, slowly starts. She doesn't sound full on horrified, but there's definitely more emotion in Ange's tone than there usually is. ] There isn't even anything being fought for anymore at that point, is there..?