anyway, shi qingxuan just nods along with him, because fuck math, i'm not double-checking.]
...something like that, potentially. All we can really hope for is that now that they've gotten away with it, they won't feel the need to do it again, but... I think getting away with it would just embolden most people.
[Ah, murder robot. What a great example of things humanity creates that represents the worst of them.]
Robots aren't really my expertise or anything so it's not like I can say one way or another what seems more real, y'know? But I guess he'd have to make choices on his own if he ended up here in the first place.
Right... they don't have them where I'm from at all, so... I don't know. He seemed like the type to be able to make his own choices, no matter what he's made of. And pretty much everything else here, that's been about what we ourselves choose to do, right?
[she shrugs]
So... I don't know. The idea that he was forced into it somehow doesn't seem right to me. Maybe he interpreted "Well, I can't stop you from killing if you choose too" to mean he ought to do it.
Nah, if he has autonomy to begin with, he probably decided from the second he got here that he was gonna try culling our numbers.
[HE SAYS, HOLDING HIS HANDS UP. Look... Look. If they're going to say murderbot can choose to murder at all, they might as well just go the whole way. Anyway, curiously, almost as an afterthought:]
I wonder if they have souls...
[Machines in general. Wild concepts from distant futures.]
[HIS STOLEN SOUL EYES!!! And also their dead murder robot... He'll never meet another again (until he inevitably fucking dies and gets trapped in the graveyard with one).]
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[a beat.]
I really thought it was Fukuda.
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[Saying all the
shit he said
on top of everything else that came out in those last few minutes. Hm.]
But it's still pretty bad. That means we've got, like... what, anywhere from two to four killers just roaming around?
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anyway, shi qingxuan just nods along with him, because fuck math, i'm not double-checking.]
...something like that, potentially. All we can really hope for is that now that they've gotten away with it, they won't feel the need to do it again, but... I think getting away with it would just embolden most people.
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Mahito's head tilts to the side a little, his nose wrinkling.]
More than that, if it's an indulgence thing, wouldn't they just keep going even if they weren't given an ego boost by not getting caught?
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[UNFORTUNATELY. He reaches out and pats her arm, looking sympathetic.]
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[god i just abruptly remembered the tying-up conversation at trial.]
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Hopefully there aren't too many people like that around, if any at all, though.
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Yeah... Though it kinda sounded like he was acting on someone else's orders to at least a degree, right?
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[because she was like 2 seconds from dying]
The night before, he'd claimed not to have been given any instructions to kill people. And he lied at the first trial, too.
It... seemed like he was enjoying riling us up, honestly.
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[Ah, murder robot. What a great example of things humanity creates that represents the worst of them.]
Robots aren't really my expertise or anything so it's not like I can say one way or another what seems more real, y'know? But I guess he'd have to make choices on his own if he ended up here in the first place.
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[she shrugs]
So... I don't know. The idea that he was forced into it somehow doesn't seem right to me. Maybe he interpreted "Well, I can't stop you from killing if you choose too" to mean he ought to do it.
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[HE SAYS, HOLDING HIS HANDS UP. Look... Look. If they're going to say murderbot can choose to murder at all, they might as well just go the whole way. Anyway, curiously, almost as an afterthought:]
I wonder if they have souls...
[Machines in general. Wild concepts from distant futures.]
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[hm.]
If he was enough of a sentient being to agree to come here... probably, right?
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[There's a soft little sound, like a sigh.]
Too bad I can't see it for myself.
[HIS STOLEN SOUL EYES!!! And also their dead murder robot... He'll never meet another again (until he inevitably fucking dies and gets trapped in the graveyard with one).]
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[BITCH, NO. FLEA FOR ENDGAME.]
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Oh! Yeah, I can. That's how I know what comes first, between the soul and body.
[It wasn't just random philosophical waxings of a weirdo!]
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Yeah. Kinda like losing any other sense, you know?
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[HIS MAGIC LIE DETECTING SOUL EYES.]
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[...she's kinda jealous]
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