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>Shot, B2 and AK to Bond. Inquire about how he got to that position, and how did the other meatmen get involved to end up that way. AK and B2 supply the PRESENCE plus AK being security staff.
After dealing with this fucking asshole not even thirty minutes ago, you're not exactly in the best mood to go observing him again. Agent AK (A smug redhead from another City) isn't enjoying her cluwne company either, given she's powerwalking to the cell.
Agent AK and Employee B2 enter the containment cell with as much protective equipment on as possible.
<span class="mu-i">AUTHORIZATION...EUGH. BEGRUDINGLY ACCEPTED.</span>
A tendril pops up from the ground, sniffing at the two.
ANOMALY: WHAT. DO YOU WANT? HAD TO GET CHEWED OUT.
AK: Look. We're just here to chat, put that shit down before I rip it off. Alright?
B2: HISTORY LESSON, HISTORY LESSON! FUN FUN FUN! HONK! :o)
ANOMALY: I have never seen a more disgusting excuse for a human being. I love him.
AK: Love? Okay, regardless, the fuck is all of this?
Agent AK sprawls his arms around to, well, every meaty inch of the cell.
B2: SO SLIPPY, SO TASTY! YUMMY YUMMY MEAT CLOWN!
ANOMALY: Simply put, I always had this position. I was born for it, you know? That's my goal since I first came here. To serve, to protect, and to eliminate.
B2: FUNNY MEAT MEAT MEN SO FUNNY HOW ARE THEY HERE!
ANOMALY: Oh. Well, I am the strongest human in this facility, no doubt. But I need hands to help too, you know?
ANOMALY: And well, we had an excess of bodies around. Not all of them living. Not all of them super keen on working.
AK: So you infected people's dead bodies to keep them fighting? I have to admire the creativity at least.
AK: A better use of the dead meat than my previous facility.
ANOMALY: I know. No point letting people rot and "rest in peace" when they can prevent more death.
ANOMALY: Sickening how some people don't appreciate it.
B2: BORN? FOR THIS? WEREN'T YOU HUMAN, HUMAN? SHOULDN'T WE LISTEN OTHER HUMANS, HUMAN?
ANOMALY: What you should listen to is what keeps this facility safe. Nothing else matters, cluwne. I love you and I respect you but.
ANOMALY: You have to break a few omelets to keep the egg, you know?
AK: ...Do you even ask them if you want them to serve before doing it? I would think willing soldiers would be better.
AK: Sure. The weak will die off regardless, but you're meant to be a leader. Not a brainwasher.
ANOMALY: <span class="mu-b">What's the difference if they want it or not? Who willingly wants to die these days?</span>
ANOMALY: To protect, you must find those willing to protect. Or make them. You take what you can take.
AK: I got a feeling this is all we're getting from this, how about you...cluwne?
B2: HONK HONK! HE GOT NASTY HEADACHE, LET HIM REST!
ANOMALY: Yeah, please, I'll...talk later.
The tendril disappears into the ground as the ball's pulsating slows to a stop.
The two exit the cell.
Well, he seemed cordial enough, granted Showtime and your previous browbeating. Liking the cluwne, though? Eugh.
