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[worldentire]

[The room is very dark, but there's a glass filled with some fluid glowing bright green in the middle of his desk. His voice, from the right, can be heard.]

I finally got it. I think I've cobbled together a brand new Plasmid. Not sure what'll do, or why it's just this color, but ...Goddamn.

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[VIDEO]

[echo_of_utopia]

[Staring. Lots and lots of staring. Then a sigh.]

Sinclair, what on earth do you think you're doing?

[audio]

[worldentire]

[REFUSES TO ANSWER. Yeah. Yeah. Drink it up.]

[VIDEO of If you wanted another cruel and painful death, all you had to do was ask]

[echo_of_utopia]

This is reckless, Sinclair. Even for you.

ADAM is not a toy, ADAM is not just colourful paint to be mixed at random by anybody who can hold a brush.

[She shakes her head.] Are you really that bored? Or that desperate to die?

[audio of STILL MAKING A POINT NOT TO ANSWER]

[worldentire]

[He growls to himself but STILL doesn't answer, trying to mentally block out the sound of her voice.]

[VIDEO OF WON'T SOMEBODY THINK OF THE CHILDREN?]

[echo_of_utopia]

I know you can hear me and none of this will just disappear if you keep ignoring me.

[At this point she sets the transmission to PRIVATE]

Or Cindy, for that matter.

[private audio of GODDAMNIT WHO TOLD YOU]

[worldentire]

I've got nothin' t'do with that girl.

[PRIVATE VIDEO OF LAMB IS ALWAYS WATCHING SO THERE.]

[echo_of_utopia]

Are you quite sure about that, Mister Bubbles?

[private audio of WHAT A CREEPER THAT LAMB] dat bunty? no, dat lamb.

[worldentire]

[quiet for a long time. His voice is shaky and angry when he finally speaks - there's a quiet, dangerous tone to it.] Don't call me that.

[PRIVATE VIDEO OF I'LL HOLD THAT THREAT AND RAISE MY OWN]

[echo_of_utopia]

Or you will do what?

[private audio of ...I'M STILL BEING THREATENING BUT I'M IGNORING YOUR THREAT]

[worldentire]

What do you want.

[PRIVATE VIDEO OF I, I WANNA MMM MMM I... I, I WANNA MMM MMM I....]

[echo_of_utopia]

I want you as far away from the girl as possible.

[She pauses, thinks. When she speaks again the sound of her voice seems softer, sympathetic even. Not that it matters much, of course.]

You do too, don't you?

...

That Plasmid... you are looking for something to get of the scent.

[private audio of SOMEBODY GON GET PREGNANT if you keep that up.]

[worldentire]

I'm not the one seekin' her out.

[a pause.]

I don't care what happens t'her.

[Another pause. They seem disjointed, as if he's having trouble talking or thinking.]

... I..

[A longer pause. His voice sounds very forced.]

I don't think this is somethin' you have any business dealin' with.

[PRIVATE VIDEO OF IN YOUR FACE, NATURE'S CRUDE BIAS!]

[echo_of_utopia]

You don't care. Not for the safety of the girl, not for the safety of whoever you end up convincing that this "Plasmid" of yours is anything but poison.

That, Sinclair, is why it is my business.

[private audio of WHY DOESN'T ANYONE BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY I HAVE A GOOD REASON]

[worldentire]

So far, it's already worked.

I have no reason t'listen t'this. [makes a move to turn the audio off]

[PRIVATE VIDEO OF BECAUSE IT'S YOU, SINCLAIR.]

[echo_of_utopia]

[She's back to angry mody now, audibly so. She has hardly any objections to Plasmids being used here, oh no, but unstable Plasmids a hobby inventor threw together? No sir, she likes her addicts alive and functioning, thank you very much.]

You will listen to me, Sinclair, and you will answer me.

Did you try the Plasmid on anybody?

[private audio of ...fuckyouI'mstillawesome]

[worldentire]

[He's silent for a while. Her voice is scrambling his thoughts and he can't bring himself to say anything, for fear of it coming out gibberish. He pauses, takes a breath.]

Yes. [His voice has that distracted tone again, almost strangled.] He asked to test it.