David 8 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
secretasshole) wrote2013-02-08 03:29 pm
secretasshole) wrote2013-02-08 03:29 pm
008 웃 VIDEO
[The feed clicks on to show David, wearing his usual gray uniform, standing near the pool table on level six. He's holding a nail and studying it a bit before he says anything, turning it over and over again in his fingers before looking up and smiling politely at the camera, in that usual polite but definitely vaguely creepy way everyone should be accustomed to at this point.]
A colleague [More or less, although he doubted Holloway thought of him as such. He had always seemed to treat him as a child, or a tool, and one usually didn't consider either such things colleagues.] of mine and I once had a conversation about how far one was willing to go to get their answers. It is my understanding that most of you are here for something less abstract, but nevertheless just as hopefully satisfactory, often at extreme personal cost and risk.
So I would like to pose the same question to you, wardens: how far are you willing to go, to get what you came all this way for? What would you be willing to do?
[Private to Erik]
[After his chat with Pietro, David really did not know how to process it. At all. And while admittedly, there are potentially better people to talk to about this, the very confused robot is turning to someone he more or less respects and probably understands how fucking weird this whole thing is.]
May I have a word with you? [He doesn't exactly sound shaken, but. He certainly sounds less cool than he usually does.]
A colleague [More or less, although he doubted Holloway thought of him as such. He had always seemed to treat him as a child, or a tool, and one usually didn't consider either such things colleagues.] of mine and I once had a conversation about how far one was willing to go to get their answers. It is my understanding that most of you are here for something less abstract, but nevertheless just as hopefully satisfactory, often at extreme personal cost and risk.
So I would like to pose the same question to you, wardens: how far are you willing to go, to get what you came all this way for? What would you be willing to do?
[Private to Erik]
[After his chat with Pietro, David really did not know how to process it. At all. And while admittedly, there are potentially better people to talk to about this, the very confused robot is turning to someone he more or less respects and probably understands how fucking weird this whole thing is.]
May I have a word with you? [He doesn't exactly sound shaken, but. He certainly sounds less cool than he usually does.]
[private video]
David. I am an android designed by Weyland Industries.
[And he almost doesn't say anything else, but. Apparently his impulse control has been fried by this completely unexpected development.]
You look nearly identical to my creator.
[private video]
And who is your creator, exactly?
[ Who is responsible for this fuckery, he would like to know. B( ]
[private video]
[AND THE SAME TO YOU, SIR, although he can guess because he's apparently got like a million other kids here. :|]
[private video]
[ ...Or, like, some crazy alternate universe version of Pietro who constructed blonde robot clones of his father in some twisted homage! He's also hoping it's not that. (Look, Peter isn't that far off.) ]
[private video]
[He thinks. Maybe. Apart from the fact that Erik's son looks exactly like the guy who created him, which is just askdlfkgl cannot compute cannot handle this.]
[private video]
[ He doesn't even know how to be angry about this, stop it with your face. ]
[private video]
Is there anything else? [Because he needs to take a little time to sort through this and decide how he notfeels about it. :|]
[private video]
No.
[ And he cuts the transmission. ]