{Animus}

[adstring_npc]

[ there is a static hum on everyone's PCD, as the screen goes black. it starts to whisper, before ghostly voices seep through the communication lines ]

thicker than water
and harder to clean

but true ties are on the inside
which makes them messy to connect
the spots we tried some didn't fit

do not forget

we tried to believe

Comments

[argentimperator]

Why do you do this?

[adstring_npc]

we're lonely

now everyone is a friend

[argentimperator]

People might be more inclined to offer companionship if you didn't toy with them. [And he is not going to empathize with his captors, damn it.]

[adstring_npc]

but toys are for toying

[argentimperator]

Sentient beings are not toys.

[adstring_npc]

look, it thinks it has independent thought

[argentimperator]

[There are few things that could have been said to piss him off more. So he is just going to hang up and go blow things up outside the city before he says something the Animus will make him regret.]