Story/Deep Dive/E2-1 (Part2)/Script

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[...]

Destroyer: Hey, Dreamer.
An abnormal signal has made its way in.

Dreamer: It's not Griffin's style to be this ostentatious.

Destroyer: You're right... Now that I give it a proper look, it really isn't a Griffin signal...
In fact...the signal looks like one of ours...

Dreamer: Never heard of it. Let me see.
...
That's a signal under OGAS Protocol, Destroyer. Can't you even figure that out?

Destroyer: OGAS? What's that?

Dreamer: Oh dear... Looks like I forgot to give you an update about this...
Please remember, the OGAS Protocol is the network system we use at Sangvis Ferri. It's completely different from the Zener Protocol used by those pieces of Griffin trash.
Anyone with a signal like this is one of our own.

Destroyer: One of our own? Is anyone scheduled to come here? I haven't heard anything about that.

Dreamer: Or...
It's a Parapluie carrier.

Destroyer: Parapluie? You mean...
Uh...the virus that can invade a Griffin T-Doll and overwrite her system for our own use?

Dreamer: Haha...it's really made itself useful this time.
She comes waltzing in just like that. Saves us the recon work.

Destroyer: I've already activated the brand new self-detonation units. That should be enough to give them a proper welcome.
By the way, Dreamer, is my new body still not ready?
It seems like you've only moved me somewhere else to be on standby after my nap...

Dreamer: I had to extract your neural consciousness and move your body to the local refit factory. It should be ready for assembly soon.
But now, I need to confirm our visitor's identity so the process will suffer a slight delay. Please help me lock on to the signal.
Next, I want you to make a broadcast for me as a test.

Destroyer: Tsk. Such a slave driver... Fine. I'll do as you say.
I'm cool as long as I can finish them with my own hands.

[Ten minutes after the search for an operation base concludes.]

UMP9: UMP9 hailing Sier. I repeat, UMP9 hailing Sier.

Sier: Ah, 9. Anything to report?

UMP9: We've found a suitable base to launch our search. Our electronic warfare modules are fully functional.
We'll be starting our hunt for the drone soon. The others are setting things up.

Sier: That's great. Keep it up.

UMP9: Heheh, Sier is probably our only source of encouragement when we're on a mission.
By the way, I want to ask about something. Is Dier there?

Sier: One second. I'll fetch him.
Dier, come over here!
What game?! Can't you pause it?!

[...]

Dier: Tsk, jeez, what do you want?
Huh? Why the secure channel?

UMP9: Just the tiny matter I asked you to look out for before.

Dier: Ah, you mean the thing about UMP45?

UMP9: Ja, her 24-hour electroneuralography. It's been 24 hours now, hasn't it?

Dier: Oh, the result is already out. Let me see...
Uh...

UMP9: What is it?

Dier: Emmmmm...
It looks alright, just a bit strange.

UMP9: Hey, doesn't that mean it's NOT alright?!

Dier: Well, every T-Doll has something strange about their neural cloud.
The dataflow in 45's cloud would spike at certain intervals but the surges always subsided instantly.

UMP9: Spike? What's the cause?

Dier: It's usually due to file transfer, cache dumping, or even watching video feeds.
These actions all result in an increase in dataflow, and the spikes in 45's cloud were still within normal parameters.

UMP9: (Sighs) Dier, can I trust you?

Dier: Don't worry. You may be outlawed T-Dolls, but this is still my job.
If even the slightest thing happens to you, it's gonna be on my head!

UMP9: Then I guess I'll just have to take your word for it...
Please keep an eye on 45's condition and make the safety of her neural cloud your priority. Can you do that?

Dier: No problem, but only if it doesn't jeopardize your assignment.

UMP9: Humph, of course. Then I'm leaving it to you.

UMP45: 9, have you finished your report?

UMP9: Ah, ja, just done with it. Is the prep work all sorted, 45?

UMP45: We've encountered a small problem, but no need to worry. We're gonna take care of it soon...

[BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!]

UMP9: That's...the Sangvis alarm?!

Destroyer: Ahem!
Important broadcast! Important broadcast!

416: What's happening? Is that...?

UMP45: Destroyer... It's definitely her. If she's here now...

Destroyer: Listen up, Griffin buggers!
I know you're here!

UMP45: ...!

Destroyer: I know what you're here for, and catching you is only a matter of time.
Well? Are you confused? Are you scared?

G11: Doesn't stop talking, does she? Can we kill her now?
She's just a Ringleader that's been killed so many times I lost count.

Destroyer: Oh, I even know what you guys are thinking...
You're gonna say, "She's just a Ringleader that's been killed so many times I lost count."

[Clap! Clap! ]
Destroyer starts clapping during the broadcast.

Destroyer: I admit that I've taken...a bit of a beating before.
But today, I must tell you that I've undergone a complete refit!

Destroyer: In just a bit...In just a bit, I'll have access to a brand new form...
Powerful! Agile! Beautiful! You won't stand a chance against me!
You'd better start praying you'll die before I get to you, AHAHAHAHAHA!