{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
1/13/2016 10:33:16 PM
1
"I don't need those, I'm a wisp, we need like... Half of the organs we have, the rest are pretty much useless"
English
-
"Interesting......"
-
"Hmm.. Yeah. Most of us are dead though, I'm the last one as far as I know..."
-
[b]She sighs[/b] "That sucks, you guys are awesome."
-
"FN glassed corra before anyone could escape, me and two others survived, they both killed themselves and I found a captured baby, who was eaten by rats... Then I cloned myself, so technically I'm the last wisp, RIGHT JOHN?! [u]"woo"[/u] [b]he sounds unnaturally happy about this, like he was talking about something he ate this morning[/b]
-
"Why are you happy about that?"
-
"I dunno! It just feels like a happy type thing!" [b]the voice keeps ranting, when you realize it isn't Shepards actual voice. A faint voice is crying for help, he motions for you to hand him a knife [/b]
-
[b]She looks very confused[/b] "What are you doing" [spoiler]This is scaring me for some reason D:[/spoiler]
-
[b]his face looks frantic, he silently begs you to take the sword on his back out of his sheath and cut his throat[/b]
-
"No. Why would i do that?"
-
Modificato da Cosmic: 1/13/2016 11:30:41 PM[b]the voice keeps blurting out optimistic lies as he rips the sword from the sheath and cuts his throat, sparks fly from his neck and he breathes heavily[/b] "Emotional inhibitor... Takes control of your mind and makes you feel a "preferred" emotion."
-
"Wha.... why is that on your neck?"
-
[b]he continues to heave incredibly hard[/b] "I dunno... FN put it there... To stop me From questioning them... They couldn't stop me, we all know the loudest screams erupt from those who lose everything"
-
"That's so stupid"
-
[b]he continues to gasp for air much more drastically[/b] "Yeah... H-help... Please." [b]he drops to the ground, blood spreading across the floor from his neck[/b]
-
"oh god" [b]She pushes her hand against the wound[/b] "W-what do i do?"
-
[b]he looks up, still heaving for air[/b] "I.. I needed to cut through my windpipe to get the stupid thing out... I..." [b]he begins fading in and out of consciousness, on the edge of shock.[/b]
-
"SOMEBODY HELP"
-
"No one will help me, it's not acceptable...."
-
"No, no... The medics will only implant another one... Only y- [b]he is cut off by the laughter of a few guards watching his pathetic clinging to life [/b]
-
"STOP LAUGHING" [b]She cries a little[/b] "I-i dont know w-what to do"
-
[b]they only laugh harder and one fetches a body bag[/b] "I.... I.. Lo... [b]he attempts to choke out[/b]
-
"W-what?"
-
[b]he no longer tries to speak, and looks up at you with tear filled eyes. [/b]
-
[b]She hugs him[/b] "N-no....... dont die"
-
"I... I-I'm so-sor"
