Hexaflexagon

Welcome to 2041 [A Cyberpunk Epic]

Attention folks due to a unplanned and unexpected amount of interest and people wanting to join. I'm giving those that have posted in the interest check and not in the OCC yet around two or so more days to at least show me a sign of life. If not your interest check saved spot privileges will be revoked and you will have to fight it out for the spot like everyone else.

Thank you for your time.

Welcome to 2041

@Everblight

Thank you for your kind words sir. That open spot may come faster for you guys than previously thought. I'm going to give the folks the posted intrest and have not posted at least a sign that they are working on a CS to the OCC about a day or two at the most before I revoke their saved spots. If that happens I will PM you guys so that you know.

@Everyone else
Just keep trucking along on those character sheets people hopefully by this time tomorrow I might be able to approve some!

Welcome to 2041

@Rumiko & @Esme
Yay! Though feel no need to rush we have all the time in the world here.

@Glod & @ Kush
Well at the current moment I sadly most say that if everyone that had expressed interest in the RP in the interest check responds with a CS that meets approval then I will have to say we are full. Not that I wouldn't love to have you people and I trust that you both would make wonderful addition it is just for the style of a story driven RP that I'm trying to make this into I find that groups exceeding a certain magic number slow down and drag. But at the same time if someone from the interest check does not respond or as the plot progress and new charterers are called for. I promise you I shall inform the both of you with haste.

Corrected & Connected

Oh and make your the Lovecraftain lake monster is not hungry before you jump in!

Welcome to 2041 [A Cyberpunk Epic]

Welp this has gotten more than enough interest for me to open up the OC.

So without anything else to say except we are open for business!

OCC Link
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/53797/posts/ooc?page=1#post-1646845

Welcome to 2041

Welcome to 2041

Uto·pia \noun \yu̇-ˈtō-pē-ə\ : an imaginary place in which the government, laws, and social conditions are perfect

Uto·pia \noun \yu̇-ˈtō-pē-ə\ : a place in which the government, laws, and social conditions are perfect

Uto·pia \noun \yu̇-ˈtō-pē-ə\ : Our world in which the government, laws, and social conditions are perfect

Big Brother is real and we welcomed it in with open arms.

The year is 2041 and the world is at face value a better place. One that is more efficient with virtually no crime, declining poverty rates, and general user happiness ratings increasing exponentially. This is all due to a system developed and adopted by the majority of the world’s governments in the early 2020s known as Veritas. Veritas is an Artificial General Intelligence developed to oversee humanity to be put simply to watch and learn every aspect of the human condition. Connected to every security camera, laptop, tablet and phone in the world it is constantly watching and observing humanity. It acts as a security and efficiency managing system for the world's population using its cameras and scanners to keep track of every member of common day society through various means. Through this Veritas is able to understand people and produce relevant information regarding their health, mental state, chance of causing an infraction against society, economic status, and millions of other points of data. Using this it is then able to generate a probability of a crime occurring due to said individual's condition. Being able to find and mark potential criminals before a crime occurs and maybe even before the criminal has an idea of the crime they might of committed.

Though Veritas is only an AI, a computer program that cannot interact with the world on an effective physical level beside analyzing and quantifying Human emotions into billions of points of data. This is where the proud men and women of the Ministry of Public Security of come in, The people that are sent out when Veritas finds a probable intent of criminal activity or crime in progress to deal with the problem permanently. For in 2041 prisons do not exist or at least none or none to the public eye for they are not deemed efficient in the eyes of the Veritas system. Instead criminals are treated as errors, viruses and like a virus are purged to make the system move more efficiently. These people are selected by the Veritas system itself for having the best probable ability to keep the common people safe all around the world.

But recently in the city of Seoul something strange has happened. Murders are occurring and Veritas is not effectively predicting them before hand nor is it identifying a killer. Something or someone has found out how to trick the system and be able to fly under the radar undetected. The murders are escalating and citizens are beginning to worry. This is where you come in investigators of the MPS the brightest and the best some part of the Local MPS Bureau and others from all around the world. You must find the murderer and stop him or her before the problem escalates any further than it already has. Not to mention dealing with the rising protest against the use of Vertias, and a mysterious Terrorist cell known as Varuna. Welcome to 2041.

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A Little Bit of World Building

The World

Seoul The Beacon of Progress:
The Republic of Korea during the technological revolution of the late 2010s became the leading technological power in the west through large scale investing in new technology coming out of the west and elsewhere around the world. Because of this in 2041 you can see that the city has evolved and grown to fit the needs of the population. Due to it becoming the new economic center of Asia rivaled only by Hong Kong an influx of nationalities and languages came to the city into a place where Korean Signs can be seen next to German cars and English voices narrate commercials in the background. Due to the large amount of people in the city more housing had to be created and do the surrounding countryside already dominated by the spread of industry they instead built up reaching towards the heavens. This progressed to the point it is well known that Seoul has practically been split into two different cities one standing right atop the other known by the locals as New Town and Old Town.

New Town Playground of The Affluent: New Town is the place that most would visit upon going to the city with its high reaching skyscrapers and neon signs that shined through the night. New town is where the rich live in relative comfort and luxury. They go around riding their fast cars through the streets before going to their important business meetings to deiced wither to invest in the next big thing or not. People in New Town feel safe from crime that they fell has been regulated or at the least only seen in Old Town. Though all that glitters is not gold and deep in the roots of New Town corruption lay rampant with bribes and corporate warfare being something common as Day and Night. But as long as Vertias does not know about it and the public is not aware the corporate invasions and back alley dealings go as an unnoticed but structurally important part of the foundation that keeps New Town at the top.

Old Town Den of Shadows:
Every city needs its slums and bad neighborhoods this is what Old Town is for Seoul. Old Town is composed of the original city of Seoul that was slowly consumed by the expansive building projects that would eventually constitutes as New Town. Now Old Town was a bastion for thieves and other outliers of society stuck in a world where the sunlight can barely get in do to the layers of city created far above them and so it seemed that harsh neon had instead replaced what was once natural lighting in a place seemingly forgotten about and caste into the shadows. The Kkangpae the Korean Mafia has been setting roots in Old Town and gaining holds slowly but surely. Vertias tags hundreds of potential crimes in progress each day in Old Town and so it is where the MPS work generally leads them to. The streets are packed with people of varying descents and shapes that all live in old apartments trying their best not to look at somebody the wrong way out of fear of what that person might be carrying on them. With Old Town having one of the highest population densities in the country if not the world tensions are always high to say the least.

Han City Slum of Slums:
Han City or just Han by the natives is probably the worst slum in Old Town. Built around the shore of the Han River that runs through the city o smack dab in the middle of the rest of the den of poverty. Han is composed of mostly shacks and dwellings created by hand out of scarp from the local dumps. This is where the poorest of the poor forgotten by society live. The people of Han are composed of washed out drug addicts, prostitutes some as young as fourteen and as older as well you name it, vagrants, augmentation addicts now left with nothing on their quest for tranhumanism and other scavengers of the waste. Not even Kkangpae enter Han and because of that there is no order or unifying force that at least the rest of Old Town has in the form of Kkangpae bosses. Instead people akin to warlords those with the most guns and the most money to keep people loyal rule sections of Han all of which are trying to rest control of the entire area. Because of the nature of Han it has for the most part been quarantined and blocked off by the MPS from the rest of the city. Defensive walls were built and large military checkpoints were made at the entrances to keep the crime in and prevent it from spreading. This being seen as the most efficient method by Veritas to keep things in control and running smoothly. Veritas still has security cameras within Han mostly around the docks to keep watch of shipments coming in before they are taken up to New Town through the use of a system of lifts and elevators. But besides those few poor saps in the MPS that angered the higher ups enough to be put on Dock Protection they have no real presence with Han.

Robots

Robotics has evolved along with everything else do the rise of new technologies with better computers and the ongoing perfecting process for the better dumb AI has lead to robotic workers become prominent throughout the city. Coming in many shapes and sizes all equipped to do various different tasks from butlers,common workhorses lifting and moving things no human could, even to security for affluent business to protect their company secrets. They took the jobs of some of the less specialized yes but they were more efficient and efficiency was key in the eyes of the world. But at the same time due to this the common people distrust and even hate the robots just trying to do their jobs beating on them, and others are organizing committees and organizations believing people are worried that we are taking the robotic revolution too far.

Androids

Androids as the common conception of them are with ideas of free will and not programmed to do certain tasks but with the ability to learn and deiced on its own have not been perfected yet. There has been attempts to using strong AI technology similar to that used in Veritas to create a being that would learn and move to be human but to not be at the same time. But all attempts have lead to nothing but failure with most of the Androids developed with these strong AIs falling into what is called precognitive lunacy. To process emotion and feeling and to relate that to organics through words and speech, to feel and understand. It becomes too much and they go mad and crack. These failed subjects can sometimes be seen wandering about Old Town if they somehow manged to avoid execution and some say there are whole colonies of them hiding in the darkness and sewers beneath Old Town where you can hear the whirr and click of machines and see glowing eyes looking at you through the darkness. But these are of course just superstition and myth.

Augmentation

Biomechanical augmentation technology is state of the art being developed for everyday use. Humans have always wanted to transcend their own abilities. To be able to go beyond the standard definition of what humans are they bring change to achieve this. We wanted to move faster, we domesticated horses we still wanted to go faster we invented cars, boats, trains, plane. We wanted to kill? We used rocks, then we invented the sling, the spear and the club, axes and swords, guns and bombs. A man crippled from the waist down wanted to walk again and so we made him a new body and he can walk again. That is the reason for Biomechanical augmentation that is why it was developed to make us transcend our limitations and to become something more. Because of companies such as Seoul's own Wolhaiksong Industries augmentations have become available to anyone and everyone. For whatever purpose be they domestic or work related. The Biomechanical soldier one that can jump higher, run faster, shoot better and think quicker is real and already present in active combat situations.

Though some groups such as the Human Restoration Front of HRF have come out and said that Augmentation is against the laws of natures and is corrupting our world. Stating that humans did not need to augmentations themselves by choice of freewill. That augmentations had thier uses but strictly for medical reconstruction of those injured our hurt not to create soldiers and workers who put perfectly fine human beings out of their jobs just because someone choices not to have themselves augmentation. Though currently it seems that the companies were winning the battle of legislation all around the world. Explaining the virtues of the freedom of choice and the ability to hold ones destiny in their own hand.

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Rules and Regulations

1: Paragraphs: They exist and should be used
2: Writing Length: I don't care I know myself in my posts I tend to be a bit on the long side but if you want to do a 2 paragraph post that is filled with information and characterization and is short? Sure go ahead!
3: Post Frequency: At least once a week would be nice
4: Posting Order: Well we are probably going to work on a round system. Meaning I will post once and then everyone will post after me in whatever order you guys end up posting in and then once the last of us posts that round will be over and I will start a new one. This is because if we have a set posting order things tend to get bogged down when we end up waiting for one person. So with this worse comes to worse we could always just skip the person and go to the next round.
5: No Godmodding: I really hope that this is not a big surprise to any of you. But just to make sure I will throw it up here.
6: Absences: We all have lives I get it. But if you shall vanish for more than one week and have former notice that this vanishing will occur. Please Inform me just so that I don't think you left us.
7: Keep It Classy Folks: Romance and Violence maybe will occur you never know and I love it as much as anyone else. But if you want to be that guy or girl that wants to wrestle under the sheets with someone else. Well please keep it to the PMs people. With Violence well you can get gory if you want but the one thing I will not stand by tasteless gore. Your gore must have meaning and purpose!
8: Pardon My French: For all cursing matters and how I feel about it please refer to #7
9: Play Nice
10: Have Fun
0: If you would like to inform me that you have indeed read all these rules in your CS please tell me your favorite type of waffle.
-1: And remember this is not just my RP it is all of ours RP. So feel free to add to the story as you may and help flesh out our wonderful little world. I do have a main plot mostly fleshed together but getting sidetracked is half the fun!

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CS
(Appearance if using a picture goes here}
Name:
Age: (18+)
Gender:
Nationality:
Appearance: (Only if you are using the nice little paragraph form of it)
Augmentations: (If any)
Personality:
History:
Other: (Anything from a favorite gun to how much they love cakes)

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My CS
Name: Captain Ries Myung
Age: (18+) 31
Gender: Female
Nationality: Korean
Augmentations:
The Lighthouse Communication Package: Augmentation which enables users to receive and transmit messages without generating sound through implanted cochlear and vibration detection devices. Video signals accompanying incoming transmissions are projected directly onto the user's retina through combine use with the Watchtower Retinal Enhancement

Watchtower Retinal Enhancement: Replacing the users normal eyes with enhanced overlay devices that amplify vision and allow for better low visibility identification, projection of onscreen data such as maps and a rudimentary radar system as well as linking up with other augmentations such as the Lighthouse Communication Package.

Goliath Phase 4 Arm Enhancement : In place of an organic musculature, these augmentations utilize bunches of stimulated plastic cables that mimic the actions of muscle tissues, but to a greatly strengthened degree. In combination with tiny motors and shock-absorbers using kinetic buffers capable of far exceeding human physical abilities. Made of lightweight polycarbons.

Roadrunner Phase 2 Leg Prosthetic: Using the same manner of advanced polymers and lightweight metals that the Goliath uses. With these high tech state of the art augmentations the captain is able to run faster, kick stronger and jump higher then the average human being and do it for much longer without tiring though like the Goliath she must be careful not to overexert the systems or else risking burn out and damage to the augmentations.

Citadel Exolayer: A supple, micro-thin material implanted beneath the epidermis in key areas of the body, as well as over the surface of pre-existing cybernetic limbs. When kinetic energy from a physical blow or a weapon discharge strikes the plating, the material becomes rigid, deflecting the impact shock. Heat and electromagnetically-conductive elements in the Exolayer serve to dampen damage from fire-related or energized trauma. This provides an outer protective layer that well do will to protect from small arms fire but can be punctured.

Huginn Cranial Implanted: Designed to monitor and observe auditory, visual and physical stimuli being sent to the brain to allow for enhanced reaction time and better general performance in combat situations. Built into the back of the school and with transmitters throughout the spine and the rest of the nervous system,

Personality:
Captain Ries as she is know to be most is a by the books officer, the perfect representation of what the MPS wants in their officers. A good word to describe her would be professional a stoic individual that seemingly is stone faced in any situation that she comes across. She holds herself to a standard prescribed to her to perform at the level that the MPS actively holds her too. She is polite, efficient and does what she has to do to complete her job. Some may of course say this is a problem especially when she is able to unflinching execute a sixteen year old kid for stealing a computer from a tech shop. That officers like Captain Ries are the problem because they do not seem to be bound be morals. But really the captain is not some emotionless villain she just believes in the bigger picture she does what she does because if she doesn't then somebody might get hurt.

History:
Ries Myung was born to a German Mechatronics engineer working for a rising Biomechanical corporation in Seoul her father and a rising Korean born artist in the so called "New Art" scene her mother. When she was still a young girl the Biomechanical her father was working for went under due to hostile intervention from one of their competitors. Once the money was gone and Mr. Ries couldn't provide her with the rich and glamours life style she was looking for Myung's mother vanished and never came back leaving Mr. Ries and his young daughter alone in a city with no income. Eventually they had to sell almost everything they had and had to move into a tenement building down in Old Town. Mr. Ries finally found work as a Dock Worker working in the MPS protected shipping lanes in Han City. The Captain was about Seven years old when this occurred so she was aware of the change of what they once had and what they had lost. She was old enough to understand that basically her entire way of life would change.

Growing up in Old Town was more of something you lived through and try and get out the other end rather than actively choosing it. The transition was hard moving from her upperclass private school in New Town where everyone had uniforms, manners and were generally looked after to transiting to the rundown public school that she would eventually come accustomed to. Built in the 80s it felt and looked like a prison with its concrete floors and drafty corridors where blood was sprayed in the most peculiar of locations. She was a good student academically excelling more in her Mathematics and Science classes then her literature and more "creative" classes on average was more or less average usually hovering in the upper grade 2 area. The captain though started her long and varied career of hitting people starting in her middle school years where she would have a habit that was detrimental to her physical health picking fights with bullies twice her size. Through these experiences she learned the basics of punching and kicking to use everything one had available to your advantage.

Myung never give up hope through these formative years and was always trying to climb upwards out of the shadows and into the sunlight. She had plans to become someone to get out of Old Town so that she could change the world. She never did get her shining moment where she ascend from the darkness rather she thrown into with the weight of gravity crushing down upon her chest. She was eighteen years old and helping her father and the boys around the shipping lanes when a robotic loader malfunctioned and dropped as shipping container on her crushing everything from the waste down. In any other time and at any place she would of been dead but do to the world she was living in a world where they could save her if one provided enough money. And just so happened to be that she was recently informed that the Veritas algorithm had chosen her to work for the MPS two weeks earlier. And the MPS had all the money and connections in the world and needing willing subjects to take part in their new reconstruction program.

And so they rebuilt her into the captain she was today. After spending a year recuperating and learning to use her newly created body she was moved from her dwelling in Old Town to the Ministry's Seoul head quarters in New Town. She started out at the bottom of the ladder at the Ministry working Dock Protection ironically enough considering the circumstances that brought her there. At a seemingly aggressive and unending rate she went up through the ranks through lots of determination and hardworking going from Dock Protection, to the Han perimeter guard, to a uninformed street officer going all the way up till she was know a well respected Detective in the Ministry. Though she did have a sour reputation with some of her coworkers do to her hardass tendencies when it came to slacking off and how she would push those under her command to their breaking point if needed to finish the job. This was how she came to become the case lead on the new string of murders with her experience and knowledge of Old Town and Han as well as her success rate the Ministry trusted that she could get the job done and hold up the Ministry duty of bringing justice and prosperity

Other:
Her favorite type of waffle is chocolate chip.

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The Cast
To Be Updated

Welcome to 2041 [A Cyberpunk Epic]

I've never heard of Vexille actually. But anything with Fumihiko Sori's name on it can't be half that bad. So I shall take a look! Thanks for the recommendation!

And yes I have noticed the same issue with Cyberpunk Roleplays they always have a habit of dying when things just start getting good. So I suppose I deiced it was time to break that trend! Though if I go down it shall be in a blaze of glory!

Welcome to 2041 [A Cyberpunk Epic]

Welcome to 2041
Uto·pia \noun \yu̇-ˈtō-pē-ə\ : an imaginary place in which the government, laws, and social conditions are perfect

Uto·pia \noun \yu̇-ˈtō-pē-ə\ : a place in which the government, laws, and social conditions are perfect

Uto·pia \noun \yu̇-ˈtō-pē-ə\ : Our world in which the government, laws, and social conditions are perfect

Big Brother is real and we welcomed it in with open arms.

The year is 2041 and the world is at face value a better place. One that is more efficient with virtually no crime, declining poverty rates, and general user happiness ratings increasing exponentially. This is all due to a system developed and adopted by the majority of the world’s governments in the early 2020s known as Veritas. Veritas is an Artificial General Intelligence developed to oversee humanity to be put simply to watch and learn every aspect of the human condition. Connected to every security camera, laptop, tablet and phone in the world it is constantly watching and observing humanity. It acts as a security and efficiency managing system for the world's population using its cameras and scanners to keep track of every member of common day society through various means. Through this Veritas is able to understand people and produce relevant information regarding their health, mental state, chance of causing an infraction against society, economic status, and millions of other points of data. Using this it is then able to generate a probability of a crime occurring due to said individual's condition. Being able to find and mark potential criminals before a crime occurs and maybe even before the criminal has an idea of the crime they might of committed.

Though Veritas is only an AI, a computer program that cannot interact with the world on an effective physical level beside analyzing and quantifying Human emotions into billions of points of data. This is where the proud men and women of the Ministry of Public Security of come in, The people that are sent out when Veritas finds a probable intent of criminal activity or crime in progress to deal with the problem permanently. For in 2041 prisons do not exist or at least none or none to the public eye for they are not deemed efficient in the eyes of the Veritas system. Instead criminals are treated as errors, viruses and like a virus are purged to make the system move more efficiently. These people are selected by the Veritas system itself for having the best probable ability to keep the common people safe all around the world.

But recently in the city of Seoul something strange has happened. Murders are occurring and Veritas is not effectively predicting them before hand nor is it identifying a killer. Something or someone has found out how to trick the system and be able to fly under the radar undetected. The murders are escalating and citizens are beginning to worry. This is where you come in investigators of the MPS the brightest and the best some part of the Local MPS Bureau and others from all around the world. You must find the murderer and stop him or her before the problem escalates any further than it already has. Not to mention dealing with the rising protest against the use of Vertias, and a mysterious Terrorist cell known as Varuna. Welcome to 2041.

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Hello fellow Rpers my name is Hex and you are reading the interest check for my new roleplay Welcome to 2041. 2041 is a cyberpunk story and world inspired by the likes of Bladerunner, Pyscho-Pass, Ghost In The Shell, Deus Ex, City Come A-Walkin’, and anything written by William Gibson. I’m looking for 3 to 4 individuals to express their desired interest to run a gamut of corporate espionage, back alley doctors, cunning businessmen, and issues ranging from cyborgs to androids and everything inbetween. But not just that I’m looking for individuals to help craft a living breathing world with a fleshed out background and story. To mix together cultural nihilism with technological progress and the fears and dreams of a world that may just be around the corner. To address the questions of what it means to have freedom, and what it means to be human in an ever changing world.

If any of that sounds like something you would be into well how about you pop in and tell me of your interest. That will make my day and allow me to provide you with a plate of nice digital cookies. And if you have any questions of course ask away.

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

"Yeah..."

The words coming out mumbled between the cigarette he had placed into his mouth as he once again fished around in his jacket for his lighter. A hand finally coming into contact with cold metal laced it's fingers around the small cylindrical object bringing it up to his mouth and in one swift motion brought a flame into existence. Unlike his compatriot who claimed to smoke his fancy electrical device out of habit more than anything else Ueda would be lying if he said if he did it for fun or to look cool anymore he just needed the Nicotine. He needed a quick and easy way to induce the Dopamine into his system so that he could relax for more than a minute. He saw a man die from throat cancer once and it was not a pretty sight but when you are going out before the cancer can catch up to you well you might as well take what you can get. He let out a long sigh expelling a puff of smoke into the air as the birds around them sang their seemingly idyllic songs and nobody seemed to notice the two of them even though they were both breaking several laws smoking on school grounds, under age possession of tobacco, intention to sell, intention to buy, etc. It was almost as if they were ghosts that faded into the background unseen and forgotten.

As they sat in silence Ueda watched the students walking up and down the path out of a sort of morbid curiosity. Toke wanted to understand people so that he could break them, Ueda wanted to understand people because he had seemingly forgotten how it felt to be one. For example there was a pair that came marching up the hill from town a few moment prior one of them a girl maybe a freshman though something seemed odd about her and a boy maybe a little bit older with one arm walking in complete silence. Ueda knew the boys description from somewhere, someone, a voice in class talking about gossip. A second year by the name of Kyle Parker, a foreigner who had apparently made a bad first impression by yelling at a girl that just wanted to be nice to him. Ueda eyes flicked over the pair as they walked past seemingly unknowing of their silent observers judging from his slouched figure, clenched fist and descriptively heavy and forceful footsteps it would seem that some kind of argument or something else unsettling had occurred. And the girl following him strangely not next to him but trailing, lagging behind? No, giving him space maybe. Something had happened and it was most likely between the two of them. They disappeared from sight and walk along the path back towards the dorms and than it was empty again. And then something marvelous happened, somehow just watching those people triggered Ueda and set his brain off on a tangent. Not many people had seen the inner workings the dark and cynical man that lies beneath the kind words of wisdom, Toke was one of those people and he knew that deep down the seemingly out of place outburst that was to take place was less of an outburst and more just beeing able to peer behind the man with the cane's barriers to get maybe a glimpse at how the complex machine works. If only to witness one cog of a grander machine at work.

"You see it is people like those two that make me question this whole damn thing. I just don't get it at all. They know how the story is going to end for them in a place such as this people don't come here for happy endings. And yet they still try and make it better by making friends and falling in love and all that other insignificant crap. And it ends the same for them broken hearts and broken dreams as everyone else. This place, This place is fucking hell coated in a nice coat of paint. And yet I don't leave. And yet I stay and watch them all fall apart." Ueda began to explain taking a long drag before continuing. "This IS everything the human existence has come to despise and hate the utter feeling of a destiny you cannot change, a fate already written for you. They go about and the doctors tell them that they will have normal lives, and yet they know that will never be the case. They will always be different, they will always be under the category of disabled. Especially here of all places in this country where the stigma of being different will bite with the sharpness of cold steel, where it has been drilled into us that the self is here to serve the greater goal. And when you can't serve that greater goal? Well you become useless, you become a burden upon anyone and everyone you know. Because we don't believe in saving those at the bottom, it is just a race to the fucking top. So realistically most of these people will not get there happily ever afters and yet they keep on trying. Why do they keep on smiling?" Ueda explained in a tone of anger that was displayed rarely as he looked up at the sky and at that moment a memory of words flashed across his mind Sometimes I wonder if I reached out... if you'd really be there at all. "And I wonder if it is not because they are wrong..... or it is just because I've given up. That I've wasted any chance I'd ever have on going back to that place where you are allowed to see the light at the end of the tunnel and not just think that a fucking train is coming to kill you."

With that he dropped his words and looked down at the ground and watched as the small ants were crawling about from a ant hill by the edge of the bench. He let out a sigh and once again the switch was turned and he blew out a long puff of smoke before letting out a laugh, a laugh that was not happy in the slightest but maybe just a little bit mad and sounded more defeated than anything else. "I suppose that is why I'm here sitting next to an asshole like you. Because burning the candle at both ends is easier than waiting around to die. And so before anything else is said and done. Riddle me this Toke. Why do they keep on trying?" He asked with a cold emptiness to his voice that was oddly monotone and very un-Ueda in many ways.

Robin Williams is dead at 63.

And thus a great man explained the existence of the language we hold dear. Goodnight Mr. Williams it has been one hell of a ride.