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[1]
[Pre- "Shine-Tommorow, Shine Forever"]
Solaris and the Unity Group is gearing up for a big military op, and things are busy at Saikhama Base. Ammo and repair parts are being shipped in by the bushel, and the air is filled with smoke as mechanics work round-the-clock to overhaul the Mechas in the hanger.
Suddenly, a mat-black shuttle with a ”日“ logo flies into the open hanger bay and lands like a UFO. As the shuttle lands, Dido looks up from her welding job; her eyes widen, and she drops her tools and books it for the nearest exit.
A ramp lowers from the shuttle, guards with sunglasses and turtlenecks file out, and a imperious, well-dressed woman strolls out and sweeps her gaze along the hustle and bustle of the base.
She sniffs in contempt. "So this is the Unity Group: humanity's strongest heroes. But really, can a group devoted to protecting others be said to have true strength?"
[Cut for long, borderline Objectivist speech.]
"I, Alexia Sybil, ask of you all!" She declares, raising her voice to whoever's listening. "In this universe filled with alien empires out to plunder our worlds, what is humanity's truest strength against them? Courage? Compassion? Honor? Cunning?"
She snorts. "No, it is ambition! It is our yearning for power, influence, wealth and achievement! Those with ambition...are true beacons of humanity! Those without ambition...are scum!
A group such as this that defends the earth for the sake of others will surely grow corrupt and weak in the end, and do no better than prop up the scum in their indolence!"
"...therefore, should we not–?"
The classy woman notices you inching away. "Oh!" She exclaims. Dropping her speech mid-sentence, she walks over to you, grabs your hand, and shakes it vigorously.
"You're Dido's friend, right? I've heard so much about you!" She chirps in a bubbly tone. "Do you know if she's around?"
[2]
While Alexia Sybil is chatting with people, two other well-dressed members of the Sybil family slip out of the shuttle and wander through the hanger bay.
One of them is looking at the rows of mechas in their gantries and shaking his head.
"Conventional, conventional...all of these designs are too conventional! Where's the creativity, the daring? As a new form of war machine, mechas need a new warrior aesthetic!"
The other walks up to you and hands you a business card.
"Hello," She says politely. "I represent Sybil and Associates, an interplanetary law firm. Are you in need of representation?"
Ummm....
[3]
Dido burst through the door of the room you are in, slams the door shut, then leans against it in a panic!
"Oh gods, it's them it's them it's them!" She wheezes. Her eyes focus on you. "You!" She wheezes. "Hide me, now!"
Do you help Dido hide?
[Pre- "Shine-Tommorow, Shine Forever"]
Solaris and the Unity Group is gearing up for a big military op, and things are busy at Saikhama Base. Ammo and repair parts are being shipped in by the bushel, and the air is filled with smoke as mechanics work round-the-clock to overhaul the Mechas in the hanger.
Suddenly, a mat-black shuttle with a ”日“ logo flies into the open hanger bay and lands like a UFO. As the shuttle lands, Dido looks up from her welding job; her eyes widen, and she drops her tools and books it for the nearest exit.
A ramp lowers from the shuttle, guards with sunglasses and turtlenecks file out, and a imperious, well-dressed woman strolls out and sweeps her gaze along the hustle and bustle of the base.
She sniffs in contempt. "So this is the Unity Group: humanity's strongest heroes. But really, can a group devoted to protecting others be said to have true strength?"
[Cut for long, borderline Objectivist speech.]
"I, Alexia Sybil, ask of you all!" She declares, raising her voice to whoever's listening. "In this universe filled with alien empires out to plunder our worlds, what is humanity's truest strength against them? Courage? Compassion? Honor? Cunning?"
She snorts. "No, it is ambition! It is our yearning for power, influence, wealth and achievement! Those with ambition...are true beacons of humanity! Those without ambition...are scum!
A group such as this that defends the earth for the sake of others will surely grow corrupt and weak in the end, and do no better than prop up the scum in their indolence!"
"...therefore, should we not–?"
The classy woman notices you inching away. "Oh!" She exclaims. Dropping her speech mid-sentence, she walks over to you, grabs your hand, and shakes it vigorously.
"You're Dido's friend, right? I've heard so much about you!" She chirps in a bubbly tone. "Do you know if she's around?"
[2]
While Alexia Sybil is chatting with people, two other well-dressed members of the Sybil family slip out of the shuttle and wander through the hanger bay.
One of them is looking at the rows of mechas in their gantries and shaking his head.
"Conventional, conventional...all of these designs are too conventional! Where's the creativity, the daring? As a new form of war machine, mechas need a new warrior aesthetic!"
The other walks up to you and hands you a business card.
"Hello," She says politely. "I represent Sybil and Associates, an interplanetary law firm. Are you in need of representation?"
Ummm....
[3]
Dido burst through the door of the room you are in, slams the door shut, then leans against it in a panic!
"Oh gods, it's them it's them it's them!" She wheezes. Her eyes focus on you. "You!" She wheezes. "Hide me, now!"
Do you help Dido hide?
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Is it really so wrong? To protect the weaker?
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"I will not say that protecting the weak is categorically wrong," Alexia allows. "But protecting others out of a sense of obligation, duty, or justice...that is an unforgivable sin! That is the act of scum!" She declares loudly.
She regards you with suspicion. "Why do you protect the weak?"
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My sincere apologies for this.
[She walks forward and with a quick shove, pushes her.]
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"Fudge-skittles!" Alexia Sybil exclaims, stumbling back.
Immediately after the shove, her black-suited bodyguards charge at you, trying to tackle you to the ground! Watch out!
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[Sielje doesn't actually resist. She is uncomfortable with other people tackling her, but she lets them, twisting her body only so she does not get too hurt.]
A stronger warrior could easily kill you right here and now, and no number of paid guards could stop him.
Is it vile of him to do that? Or is it vile for someone stronger still, to thwart him?