Connor: Hello, Amanda. Amanda: Connor. It's good to see you. Congratulations, Connor... Finding that deviant was far from easy, and the way you interrogated it was very clever. You've been remarkably efficient, Connor. (AMANDA ^^^) Connor: Thank you, Amanda. Amanda: We've asked the DPD to transfer it to us for further study. It may teach us something about what happened. The interrogation seemed... challenging. What did you think of the deviant?
-INTERVENTION Connor: I prevented it from being damaged, so we might still learn something by analyzing it. It said something to me: "The truth is inside." I don't know what that means, unless it was just another error in its program.
Amanda: This... Lieutenant Anderson has been officially assigned to the deviancy case... What do you make of him?
-DYSFUNCTIONAL Connor: I would define him as "dysfunctional". He obviously has a personal situation impacting his professional behavior, and... seems to have no interest in the investigation.
Amanda: Unfortunately, we have no choice but to work with him. What do you think is the best approach?
-DON'T KNOW Connor: I don't have enough data to decide that yet. I'll learn more about him and try to adapt my behavior accordingly.
Amanda: More and more androids show signs of deviancy. There are millions in circulation. If they become unstable, the consequences will be disastrous. You are the most advanced prototype CyberLife has ever created. If anyone can figure out what's happening, it's you. Connor: You can count on me, Amanda. Amanda: Hurry, Connor. There's little time.
--
>LOOK FOR LT. ANDERSON
ST300: Can I help you? Connor: I'm here to see Lieutenant Anderson. ST300: Do you have authorization? Connor: Yes. ST300: Lieutenant Anderson hasn't arrived yet, but you can wait at his desk.
(news about possible russian war & background conversations)
Chris: You still here? I thought your assignment was over. Connor: It's just been extended. Chris: Hank's gonna be overjoyed to hear that... You were right about that android. It's been quiet in the cell all night. It's scheduled for transfer today.
>FIND LT. ANDERSON'S DESK
Connor: Excuse me, do you know what time Lieutenant Anderson usually arrives? Officer: Depends on where he was the night before. If we're lucky, we'll see him before noon. Connor: Thanks...
>EXPLORE NEW OFFICE
Gavin: Fuck, look at that. Our friend the plastic detecitve is back in town. Congratulations on last night, very impressive.
-GREET Connor: Hello, Detective Reed.
Gavin: Never seen an android like you before. What model are you?
-ANSWER Connor: RK800. I'm a prototype. Gavin: A prototype. Android detective. So machines are gonna replace us all, is that it?
Gavin: Hey, bring me a coffee, dispshit. GET A MOVE ON.
-REFUSE Connor: I'm sorry, but I only take orders from Lieutenant Anderson. Gavin: Oh, oh. If Hank hadn't gotten in the way yesterday, I would've fucked you up for disobeying a human. Stay outta my way. Cause next time, you won't get off so easy.
(news report about connor, PUBLIC OPINION v)
>GO SEE THE DEVIANT
Deviant: They're going to destroy me.
-SINCERE Connor: It's probable. They have to analyze your biocomponents. They need to understand what happened.
Connor: I know there's something you didn't tell me. I need to know, before they take you away...
-SECRET Connor: What you said yesterday... "the truth is inside"... What does it mean?
Deviant: I'm going to die...
>DEVIANT SELF-DESTRUCTS
>LEARN MORE ABOUT LT. ANDERSON
>KNIGHTS OF THE BLACK DEATH Dark Heavy Metal Release date - 2021
>ANTI-ANDROID SLOGANS >DETROIT BASKETBALL CAP >CANINE HAIRS Saint Bernard Dog >MATCHES >DONUTS >JAPANESE MAPLE >COFFEE CUP >RED ICE TASK FORCE 2027
>RESEARCH LT. ANDERSON >LT. ANDERSON WAS A DECORATED OFFICER
Connor: It's good to see you again, Lieutenant. Hank: Augh, Jesus. Fowler: Hank! In my office!
>ENTER AND LISTEN IN
Fowler: I've got ten new cases involving androids on my desk every day. We've always had isolated incidents, old ladies losing their android maids and that kind of crap. But now, we're getting reports of assaults and even homicides, like that guy last night. This isn't just CyberLife's problem anymore. It's now a criminal investigation and we've gotta deal with it before the shit hits the fan. I want you to investigate these cases and see if there's any link. Hank: Why me? Why do I gotta be the one to deal with this shit? I am the least qualified cop in the country to handle this case. I know jack shit about androids, Jeffrey! I can barely--change the settings on my own phone! Fowler: Everybody's overloaded. I think you're perfectly qualified for this kind of investigation. Hank: Bullshit! the truth is, nobody wants to investigate these fuckin androids and you left me holding the bag. Fowler: CyberLife sent over this androids to help with the investigation. It's a state-of-the-art prototype. It'll act as your partner. Hank: No fuckin' way! I don't need a partner, and certainly not this plastic prick! Fowler: Hank, you are seriously starting to piss me off! You are a police lieutenant, you are supposed to do what I say and shut your goddamn mouth! Hank: You know what my goddamn mouth has to say to you, huh? Fowler: Okay. Okay. I'll pretend like I didn't hear that so I don't have to add any more pages to your disciplinary folder, 'cause it already looks like a fuckin' novel! This conversation is over! Hank: Jeffrey, Jesus Christ! Why are you doin this to me? You know how much I hate these fuckin things. Why you doin this to me? Fowler: Listen. I've had just about enough of your bitching. Either you do your job or you hand in your badge. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got work to do.
-LEAVE Connor: Well, then... I won't keep you any longer.
Connor: Have a nice day, Captain.
>CHECK ON HANK
-UNDERSTANDING Connor: I get the impression my presence causes you some inconvenience, Lieutenant. I'd like you to know I'm very sorry about that.
-PARTNERS Connor: Now that we're partners, it would be great to get to know each other better? -POSITIVE Connor: In any case, I'd like you to know I'm very happy to be working with you. I'm sure we'll make a great team. -DESK Connor: Is there a desk anywhere I could use? Hank: No one's using that one.
-DOG Connor: You have a dog, right? Hank: How do you know that? Connor: The dog hairs on your chair. I like dogs. What's your dog's name? Hank: What's it to you? Sumo. I call him Sumo. (HANK ^) -BASKETBALL Connor: You're a Detroit Gears fan, right? Denton Carter scored 53% of his shots from the three-point line yesterday. Did you see the game? Hank: That's what I was watching at the bar last night. (HANK v) Connor: Oh... -MUSIC Connor: Do you listen to Knights of the Black Death? I really like that music. It's... full of... energy. Hank: You listen to heavy metal? Connor: Well, I don't really listen to music as such, but I'd like to. (HANK ^) -FOWLER Connor: Have you known Captain Fowler for long? Hank: Yeah... too long. -START WORKING Connor: If you have any files on deviants, I'd like to take a look at them. Hank: Terminal's on your desk. Knock yourself out.
Connor: 243 files. The first dates back nine months. It all started in Detroit, and quickly spread across the country... An AX400 is reported to have assaulted a man last night. That could be a good starting point for our investigation.
Hank: Ugh, Jesus.
-PROFESSIONAL Connor: I know you didn't ask for this investigation, Lieutenant, but I'm sure you're a professional. Hank: Why don't you go fuck yourself?
-DETERMINED Connor: I've been assigned this mission, Lieutenant. I didn't come here to wait until you feel like working.
Hank: Listen, asshole. If it was up to me, I'd throw the lot of you in a dumpster and set a match to it. So stop pissing me off! Or things are gonna get nasty. (HANK v) Chris: Lieutenant? Uh, sorry to disturb you. I have some information on the AX400 that attacked the guy last night. It's been seen in the Ravendale district. Hank: I'm on it.
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justamachine) wrote2018-06-30 04:41 am
WAITING FOR HANK...
>FIND AMANDA
>EXAMINE MAGIC STONE
Connor: Hello, Amanda.
Amanda: Connor. It's good to see you. Congratulations, Connor... Finding that deviant was far from easy, and the way you interrogated it was very clever. You've been remarkably efficient, Connor. (AMANDA ^^^)
Connor: Thank you, Amanda.
Amanda: We've asked the DPD to transfer it to us for further study. It may teach us something about what happened. The interrogation seemed... challenging. What did you think of the deviant?
-INTERVENTION
Connor: I prevented it from being damaged, so we might still learn something by analyzing it. It said something to me: "The truth is inside." I don't know what that means, unless it was just another error in its program.
Amanda: This... Lieutenant Anderson has been officially assigned to the deviancy case... What do you make of him?
-DYSFUNCTIONAL
Connor: I would define him as "dysfunctional". He obviously has a personal situation impacting his professional behavior, and... seems to have no interest in the investigation.
Amanda: Unfortunately, we have no choice but to work with him. What do you think is the best approach?
-DON'T KNOW
Connor: I don't have enough data to decide that yet. I'll learn more about him and try to adapt my behavior accordingly.
Amanda: More and more androids show signs of deviancy. There are millions in circulation. If they become unstable, the consequences will be disastrous. You are the most advanced prototype CyberLife has ever created. If anyone can figure out what's happening, it's you.
Connor: You can count on me, Amanda.
Amanda: Hurry, Connor. There's little time.
--
>LOOK FOR LT. ANDERSON
ST300: Can I help you?
Connor: I'm here to see Lieutenant Anderson.
ST300: Do you have authorization?
Connor: Yes.
ST300: Lieutenant Anderson hasn't arrived yet, but you can wait at his desk.
(news about possible russian war & background conversations)
Chris: You still here? I thought your assignment was over.
Connor: It's just been extended.
Chris: Hank's gonna be overjoyed to hear that... You were right about that android. It's been quiet in the cell all night. It's scheduled for transfer today.
>FIND LT. ANDERSON'S DESK
Connor: Excuse me, do you know what time Lieutenant Anderson usually arrives?
Officer: Depends on where he was the night before. If we're lucky, we'll see him before noon.
Connor: Thanks...
>EXPLORE NEW OFFICE
Gavin: Fuck, look at that. Our friend the plastic detecitve is back in town. Congratulations on last night, very impressive.
-GREET
Connor: Hello, Detective Reed.
Gavin: Never seen an android like you before. What model are you?
-ANSWER
Connor: RK800. I'm a prototype.
Gavin: A prototype. Android detective. So machines are gonna replace us all, is that it?
Gavin: Hey, bring me a coffee, dispshit. GET A MOVE ON.
-REFUSE
Connor: I'm sorry, but I only take orders from Lieutenant Anderson.
Gavin: Oh, oh. If Hank hadn't gotten in the way yesterday, I would've fucked you up for disobeying a human. Stay outta my way. Cause next time, you won't get off so easy.
(news report about connor, PUBLIC OPINION v)
>GO SEE THE DEVIANT
Deviant: They're going to destroy me.
-SINCERE
Connor: It's probable. They have to analyze your biocomponents. They need to understand what happened.
Connor: I know there's something you didn't tell me. I need to know, before they take you away...
-SECRET
Connor: What you said yesterday... "the truth is inside"... What does it mean?
Deviant: I'm going to die...
>DEVIANT SELF-DESTRUCTS
>LEARN MORE ABOUT LT. ANDERSON
>KNIGHTS OF THE BLACK DEATH
Dark Heavy Metal
Release date - 2021
>ANTI-ANDROID SLOGANS
>DETROIT BASKETBALL CAP
>CANINE HAIRS
Saint Bernard Dog
>MATCHES
>DONUTS
>JAPANESE MAPLE
>COFFEE CUP
>RED ICE TASK FORCE 2027
>RESEARCH LT. ANDERSON
>LT. ANDERSON WAS A DECORATED OFFICER
Connor: It's good to see you again, Lieutenant.
Hank: Augh, Jesus.
Fowler: Hank! In my office!
>ENTER AND LISTEN IN
Fowler: I've got ten new cases involving androids on my desk every day. We've always had isolated incidents, old ladies losing their android maids and that kind of crap. But now, we're getting reports of assaults and even homicides, like that guy last night. This isn't just CyberLife's problem anymore. It's now a criminal investigation and we've gotta deal with it before the shit hits the fan. I want you to investigate these cases and see if there's any link.
Hank: Why me? Why do I gotta be the one to deal with this shit? I am the least qualified cop in the country to handle this case. I know jack shit about androids, Jeffrey! I can barely--change the settings on my own phone!
Fowler: Everybody's overloaded. I think you're perfectly qualified for this kind of investigation.
Hank: Bullshit! the truth is, nobody wants to investigate these fuckin androids and you left me holding the bag.
Fowler: CyberLife sent over this androids to help with the investigation. It's a state-of-the-art prototype. It'll act as your partner.
Hank: No fuckin' way! I don't need a partner, and certainly not this plastic prick!
Fowler: Hank, you are seriously starting to piss me off! You are a police lieutenant, you are supposed to do what I say and shut your goddamn mouth!
Hank: You know what my goddamn mouth has to say to you, huh?
Fowler: Okay. Okay. I'll pretend like I didn't hear that so I don't have to add any more pages to your disciplinary folder, 'cause it already looks like a fuckin' novel! This conversation is over!
Hank: Jeffrey, Jesus Christ! Why are you doin this to me? You know how much I hate these fuckin things. Why you doin this to me?
Fowler: Listen. I've had just about enough of your bitching. Either you do your job or you hand in your badge. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got work to do.
-LEAVE
Connor: Well, then... I won't keep you any longer.
Connor: Have a nice day, Captain.
>CHECK ON HANK
-UNDERSTANDING
Connor: I get the impression my presence causes you some inconvenience, Lieutenant. I'd like you to know I'm very sorry about that.
-PARTNERS
Connor: Now that we're partners, it would be great to get to know each other better?
-POSITIVE
Connor: In any case, I'd like you to know I'm very happy to be working with you. I'm sure we'll make a great team.
-DESK
Connor: Is there a desk anywhere I could use?
Hank: No one's using that one.
-DOG
Connor: You have a dog, right?
Hank: How do you know that?
Connor: The dog hairs on your chair. I like dogs. What's your dog's name?
Hank: What's it to you? Sumo. I call him Sumo. (HANK ^)
-BASKETBALL
Connor: You're a Detroit Gears fan, right? Denton Carter scored 53% of his shots from the three-point line yesterday. Did you see the game?
Hank: That's what I was watching at the bar last night. (HANK v)
Connor: Oh...
-MUSIC
Connor: Do you listen to Knights of the Black Death? I really like that music. It's... full of... energy.
Hank: You listen to heavy metal?
Connor: Well, I don't really listen to music as such, but I'd like to. (HANK ^)
-FOWLER
Connor: Have you known Captain Fowler for long?
Hank: Yeah... too long.
-START WORKING
Connor: If you have any files on deviants, I'd like to take a look at them.
Hank: Terminal's on your desk. Knock yourself out.
Connor: 243 files. The first dates back nine months. It all started in Detroit, and quickly spread across the country... An AX400 is reported to have assaulted a man last night. That could be a good starting point for our investigation.
Hank: Ugh, Jesus.
-PROFESSIONAL
Connor: I know you didn't ask for this investigation, Lieutenant, but I'm sure you're a professional.
Hank: Why don't you go fuck yourself?
-DETERMINED
Connor: I've been assigned this mission, Lieutenant. I didn't come here to wait until you feel like working.
Hank: Listen, asshole. If it was up to me, I'd throw the lot of you in a dumpster and set a match to it. So stop pissing me off! Or things are gonna get nasty. (HANK v)
Chris: Lieutenant? Uh, sorry to disturb you. I have some information on the AX400 that attacked the guy last night. It's been seen in the Ravendale district.
Hank: I'm on it.
[HANK GOT A LEAD]