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[redpeacock]

So this still functions here?

[There's a tapping sound, someone inspecting his NV.]Strange. I am certain that I am no longer in the world I belonged in. I have no consciousness of what this "Canada" is-- unless some explorer happened to find this land while I was asleep. Your scientists are awfully alike, though. Pesky. Intolerable. I would have

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[ysobritish]

Anyone on the Newcomer network - that is, anyone that has been brought here by the Core. Excluding those who have their NVs turned off.

Welcome to Siren's Port. And those are not our scientists, though scientists are always the same, it seems.

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[redpeacock]

Genesis Rhapsodos.

I only find it interesting as it sounds a little familiar... except in my case, the one company has already taken over most of the world.

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[ysobritish]

[...]

[He's not sure if that's a codename or not.]

That will inevitably be the future of mine, if I do not succeed in destroying it. But I will raze it to the ground. I am done with allowing them the freedom to mess with the minds and bodies of our brothers.

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[redpeacock]

Hm. So that company of yours plays with people's minds and bodies as well... curious.

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[ysobritish]

It does. Although the public are unaware, the Patriots deal in modifying people on a genetic level to make them more capable of fighting. To make them smarter, stronger, more capable. Unfortunately, apart from a minute few, this process invariably destroys most of those affected.

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[redpeacock]

... are you one of these modified people?

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[ysobritish]

On a different level. I was "lucky" enough - if you can call it that - to be modified when my body was still in its initial development. As a result, I'm not dying- well, not as fast as they are, I mean. Everyone dies.

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[redpeacock]

[He's genuinely piqued. They weren't so far from each other, really.]

That's interesting.

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[ysobritish]

[Not so different at all. Not that Liquid had picked up on that.]

...I'm sure it must be.

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[redpeacock]

I am a modified man as well. Modified while I was still in the womb.

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[ysobritish]

You as well-?! [A pause.] ...please tell me you were not involved in cloning projects intended to create the ultimate soldier or else I will have to be concerned that the Patriots exist in multiple dimensions.

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[redpeacock]

... unfortunately, that was the case. I was the first of their creations. I was also their failure.

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[ysobritish]

...the similarities are almost disturbing. Although in my case I share the status of "first" with my brother, their beloved superior clone.

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[redpeacock]

I see. The superior one among us was the third produced from a different scientist's toyings.

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[ysobritish]

In our case, they split the clone into two parts. Two separate people, each containing half of the genes of the ultimate soldier they were trying to recreate. One with the genes considered superior for warfare, one with the others. Despite that, both of us were used in the end. There is a third, I gather, but I know little of him, if he even truly exists.

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[redpeacock]

Interesting. I guess we're rather alike in a sense, although our origins do have their differences... Liquid, am I right?