video
[ So I herd there wasn't enough crazy on this station SO IT'S A VIDEO OF SOMEONE'S BACK and it's pretty obviously Twosix-six, given that he's 1.) not wearing a shirt and 2.) has chunks of synthetic flesh missing all along his skin, exposing gold wires and weird looking definitely-not-human stuff.
There's also a low humming noise coming from somewhere in the feed, and a telltale heat shimmer surrounding his hands and arms. He's staring out at something from what looks to be the vantage point of a tall building but who knows where okay it's a particular Zone. ]
Can you hear it, Ares? That sound...
[ He pauses as if someone had spoken. The humming becomes louder. ]
No, probably not. [His voice grows tired, suddenly.] There's been a new outbreak, I've heard. Our unit's up.
Try not to be so enthusiastic about it this time. I can hardly dissect what you've gone and smeared all over the walls-- no, I wasn't suggesting you leave any survivors, and you know I won't. Our directive hasn't changed. Just leave enough pieces to be sent back to the lab in boxes, rather than a vial, alright?
[ He glances back over his shoulder suddenly, frowning. ]
--didn't you check for recording devices? You said the others secured this perimeter.
[ A peculiar flick of his fingers increases the humming to a sudden roar in the wearable's speakers, and then it goes dark with a squeal and crunch of metal. Destroyed. ]
There's also a low humming noise coming from somewhere in the feed, and a telltale heat shimmer surrounding his hands and arms. He's staring out at something from what looks to be the vantage point of a tall building but who knows where okay it's a particular Zone. ]
Can you hear it, Ares? That sound...
[ He pauses as if someone had spoken. The humming becomes louder. ]
No, probably not. [His voice grows tired, suddenly.] There's been a new outbreak, I've heard. Our unit's up.
Try not to be so enthusiastic about it this time. I can hardly dissect what you've gone and smeared all over the walls-- no, I wasn't suggesting you leave any survivors, and you know I won't. Our directive hasn't changed. Just leave enough pieces to be sent back to the lab in boxes, rather than a vial, alright?
[ He glances back over his shoulder suddenly, frowning. ]
--didn't you check for recording devices? You said the others secured this perimeter.
[ A peculiar flick of his fingers increases the humming to a sudden roar in the wearable's speakers, and then it goes dark with a squeal and crunch of metal. Destroyed. ]