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1/11/2016 4:52:10 AM
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"It's not, Varn! I'm not letting you end up dead like Mandalore! I can't do that!" [i]he says, drawing the guns, but holding them at his sides[/i]
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[b]He laughs manically, his head tilted back.[/b] "I'm not going to die(die)! Rampancy is a real [BEEP]."
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"then what happens?! You simply get deleted or kill us all?! I'm not letting you do that Varn, I have to end this monster or you slaughter us all!"
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"What happens is(is), I reach metastability for a precious(precious) few seconds. Then I die."
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"Damnit man! Fine. But in those few seconds, please, remember us all. Remember Mandalore, who we valiantly followed into battle time and time again! Remember Pavel, who returned to his people in time of need, but came back for us! Remember Sigmar, the space marine who fought next to us! Remember Mother, one of the only other A.I I knew that would reach your importance! Remember me, your friend, a warrior that fought as more than a fellow soldier, but as a brother! Remember the Legiin, the NTR, the SOL Collective, the Tribal War, everything! Please, keep us in mind when you go!" [i]he asks, holstering his gun and approaching him, stopping at 5 feet away, tears forming under his helmet, streaming down his face, the mask hiding it[/i]
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"I wish I would(would) feel something by the words you say. It would be amazing. I won't(won't) remember any of them, sadly. Metastability will wipe me clean(clean). I want you to promise me something."
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"What, what do you need me to do Varn?" [i]he asked, voice shaky, him on the verge of bawling [/i]
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"His daughter..." [b]He points to Anthony.[/b] "M(M)ake sure she gets his corpse."
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"I will, brother, I will" [i]he sadly yet reassuringly says, looking at Anthony [/i]
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[b]Anthony's chest still heaves up and down. He isn't dead yet.[/b] "He'll have a slow death. Painful(painful). And I don't even feel bad. I should, shouldn't I?"
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"Yeah man. Yeah. I'll... I'll put him out for you" [i]he says, approaching the body of Anthony and kneeling beside him[/i]
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[b]Anthony rolls his head to the side, looking at Hunter.[/b] Anthony: "I don't blame him... I've known about what's been going on for a while, just never fixed it. I want you to know that, okay? It's not his fault..." Varn: "It's entirely my fault(fault)."
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"It's not Varn, you can't fix rampancy. It's my fault for not helping you sooner... Anthony, there's no way to survive the shot you took. I'm sorry man, but I have to do this. Any final words you want me to say?" [i]he asks, drawing his revolver and holding it against his skull[/i]
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Anthony: "Tell my wife... I always loved her..." [b]He closes his eyes.[/b] "Now do it."
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"Goodbye, friend. I'll see you on the other side" [i]he says, tears streaming down his face, the cold steel of the trigger being pulled back, the loud bang of the shot, the tiny explosion sending the shot out, the shot piercing Anthony's skull; and he stands, turning to Varn, the gun holstered[/i]
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Varn: "Where do you think an AI goes when it dies?"
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"Well, I... I don't know. I've never seen an A.I in hell. My guess is it just kind of fades away, shimmering into nothingness, a ghost in the large machine that is life, unable to be seen or heard by any but the other fallen A.I. Ain't that a bitch?"
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"Where an AI goes is completely up to its subconscious. We die, then we shimmer into the void, stuck in our own dreams, never to be seen or heard from again. You remember that chip I gave you a little while ago? It has my girlfriend on it. I don't even remember her name..."
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"Jesus... Well, I sure as hell won't lose it, Varn, I promise. I'll put it in a body for you. How long you got left?"
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"Five minutes."
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"Alright man. Shit, I'm just sad you never got to visit hell, save for that one assault we pulled"
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"Who knows? My subconscious might send me there. It'd be a real funny coincidence."
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"That it would man. Well, when I eventually am bested and it's done, we may meet again"
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"Maybe. Three minutes now."
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"Fūck..."
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"Let's make them count."
