Saitou Haruto⌁斉藤大透⌁Kilroy (
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video; un: tokumei
[ This post has been some time coming. Ever since he volunteered to help Miller unlock the Hangar Bay door last month-- no, even before that, he's been wanting to tell the truth. He'd never told anyone before Miller (and then Alex, and 9S...), but he's never had anyone to tell before. For so long, he lived his life in self-imposed solitary exile, surrounded by millions of people in Tokyo but not letting any of them get too close, for fear they would discover the truth and hate him, fear him, or turn him in to Project Integration.
But now he's in space, and Project Integration couldn't be farther away (barring a few hysterical hallucinations). And he has friends. Friends who deserve to know the truth. The whole truth.
He opts not to use text, thinking it would probably be better to do this as visually as possible. He sits, kneeling in the Japanese style, in front of the camera, hands clenching in the fabric of his jumpsuit pants out of nerves. ]
Hello, everyone. Most of you know me as Hideki Matsukawa. I'm here to— [ He stops, bites his lip. Presses on. ]
I want to come clean. The name Hideki Matsukawa is a lie. It belonged to the man whose body you see now, but that's not me.
Hideki Matsukawa was a bike messenger in Hiroshima, Japan, on Earth. About two years ago, he was hit by a car, suffered major head trauma, and was declared braindead. His body was donated to a group of scientists who called themselves Project Integration. Their purpose was to expand upon the ways in which humanity and technology could be linked. Their main project was to see whether it was possible to install an artificial brain, complete with its own AI, into a human host body.
I... am... that brain.
[ He glances down at his clenched fists, trying not to let his voice shake or his eyes start to water. ]
I'm sorry to have lied to all of you. You thought I was human, but I'm not. I felt I had to lie, because I thought Project Integration was behind all of this, but it's become clear to me now that that's not the case.
[ He lowers his head to the floor in an elaborate bow. ]
Please forgive me! I never meant to hurt anyone with my deceptions. I hope you can accept me now that you know what I am.
[ He stays in that position for a minute longer, then sits back up, wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. ]
Please, call me Haruto. That's the name I chose for myself, when I... left Project Integration. That is the name I would prefer to be called.
[ As Midnighter said, it's the name that feels the least like a lie. ]
If you have any further questions, I'll be happy to answer them. I don't want to hide anymore. Thank you.
But now he's in space, and Project Integration couldn't be farther away (barring a few hysterical hallucinations). And he has friends. Friends who deserve to know the truth. The whole truth.
He opts not to use text, thinking it would probably be better to do this as visually as possible. He sits, kneeling in the Japanese style, in front of the camera, hands clenching in the fabric of his jumpsuit pants out of nerves. ]
Hello, everyone. Most of you know me as Hideki Matsukawa. I'm here to— [ He stops, bites his lip. Presses on. ]
I want to come clean. The name Hideki Matsukawa is a lie. It belonged to the man whose body you see now, but that's not me.
Hideki Matsukawa was a bike messenger in Hiroshima, Japan, on Earth. About two years ago, he was hit by a car, suffered major head trauma, and was declared braindead. His body was donated to a group of scientists who called themselves Project Integration. Their purpose was to expand upon the ways in which humanity and technology could be linked. Their main project was to see whether it was possible to install an artificial brain, complete with its own AI, into a human host body.
I... am... that brain.
[ He glances down at his clenched fists, trying not to let his voice shake or his eyes start to water. ]
I'm sorry to have lied to all of you. You thought I was human, but I'm not. I felt I had to lie, because I thought Project Integration was behind all of this, but it's become clear to me now that that's not the case.
[ He lowers his head to the floor in an elaborate bow. ]
Please forgive me! I never meant to hurt anyone with my deceptions. I hope you can accept me now that you know what I am.
[ He stays in that position for a minute longer, then sits back up, wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. ]
Please, call me Haruto. That's the name I chose for myself, when I... left Project Integration. That is the name I would prefer to be called.
[ As Midnighter said, it's the name that feels the least like a lie. ]
If you have any further questions, I'll be happy to answer them. I don't want to hide anymore. Thank you.
audio; un: alucard
Haruto. If you must hear it, then know that I forgive you.
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voice; un: nanatsuya
So. Project Integration... What would they be doing if they were behind this? Some kind of social experiment? They aren't, but I'm more wondering why you'd leave than anything.
[He wears a good Rebellious Teen face, but in the end, he was a Fallen Angel just getting a little annoyed by the way that humans seem to be treating their creations.]
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video; un: topCHOIce
And it's a damn shame Hyunseok is sitting here staring dumbly at the recording, complete with rapid blinking instead of thinking of something useful to say to assure Hid-- Haruto that this is all fine.
Well. Fine? Probably fine. It sucks for the guy who died though, but that's not really the AI's fault or anything.
Anyway, all of these thoughts manage to die somewhere along the way from brain to mouth, because all that comes out is-- ]
What?
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[An extreme example, in this case, sure, but it was that simple for Mike.]
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voice; un: arid
Are you able to vacate your current form? Perhaps a more suitable body can be found or created.
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Video | un: apollo2
So you're an AI... but you're also human too?
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video; un:millerlite
Why didn't you just say so, kid? [ seriously, in space no one gives a fuck! ]
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No shit? That's really cool.
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video; un: connor
[Connor tilts his head, looking every bit like a curious puppy.] What's it like? Having a human body? I would assume you have to attend to human needs... like eating and sleeping.
Could you transfer yourself into an android? Or into the station like Hank from Domesticon has?
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un: kamen.rider
do you like that body, at least?
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video » un: rook
If you believed that you were in danger of being found or this Project Integration was behind all of this, I hardly think anyone would would be upset with you for trying to keep your identity hidden.
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text; un: unrecovered
This sort of shit doesn't end well for anyone.
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