#rk8oo

Connor: *looks confused* I thought you were American???

amazing game

Hank: [aims at the clone] The REAL Connor would never pass up an opportunity to die

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Os9DcQc7YU

It was a great surprise that Elijah Kamski allowed the rk800 and the lieutenant to visit him. The man, who was the genius behind the creation of the androids and who had founded CyberLife, had resigned from the company a few years ago and more or less decided to enjoy the rest of his days in his luxurious villa. The exact circumstances of his departure were unknown to the public. It was easy for them to believe that a young man who had accumulated that much wealth merely didn’t wish to work hard day in and day out, and that he would prefer to retire and do whatever he wished.  Though most at CyberLife were unconcerned about Kamski now that he had no influence over the company, Thomas did not think the same way. He had always known that he was a man to worry about and whether or not he was still with the company did not diminish that. Intelligent men were always ones to be watched. Why had Kamski agreed to this meeting, when he cared not for publicity, or even to speak with CyberLife? There had to be a reason. It was not a fluke. So he had wished for a one on one chat with the rk800 thereafter, wanting to know exactly what had occurred. “Give me a report of your meeting with Kamski. Starting from the moment you walked in the door,” he asked, watching the android. He wished to know every detail of what had occurred. 

      ❛ my favorite scents, ya ask ? ❜   did he ?    ❛ leather, an’—— ❜   a deep breath, there’s a plastic white bottle for fuel transferring in his hand, hanging there innocently.   he waves the air in front of his nose.    ❛ kerosene. ❜

Gavin: I..hate you.