Story/Emergency 8-1 (Part2)/Script

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Agent: I have brought Death to your doorstep.
Now, open your eyes...
Look at me, Tactical Doll M4A1, look at me.
It's time for your finale, and you must stay till the show is over.

M4A1：Cough...
A...gent...
...
No, wait...
This is...my neural cloud...?

Agent: You just have to die... And you will, in just a few more seconds!

M16A1：...Sorry, but she won't be dying here.

Agent: ...!

M16A1：I'll spare you the wait! Go to hell right now,
Sangvis scum!

M4A1：...

This is where my recollections began.
We were searching for Lyco's legacies in Safe House 3...
When we got ambushed by Agent...

M16 saved me.
But circumstances forced us apart.

M16A1：...We'll scatter to draw their fire. That'll buy you some time.

M4A1：But...if that Sangvis is still alive, you'll...!

ST AR-15：Stop dawdling, M4! This is the safest way! That's right, you're our only hope!

M4 SOPMOD II：That’s right, you’re our only hope!

M4A1：...Understood. Be careful.

At that moment, I really did not want them to leave me all alone...
Fortunately, I met the Commander.
And with the Commander's help, we were reunited...
And torn apart again...

In the end... In the end...
What happened...in the end?
Let me think...

...This? P08...?
...Or this?? Ouroboros...?

That is not right... Everything is wrong...
I know. Those memories are all wrong...
All wrong! Dammit!
Why?! Why?! Why have I lost my memories?! Why can I not remember anything?!
What is...wrong...with me...
I...
Where...am I? What should I be doing?

Persica: Oh? Have you come to, kitty cat?
This is 16Lab, your birthplace.
Now let me run a check on your neural cloud...
Hmm... It seems...to be running just fine.

M4A1：Who...are you...?

Persica: Persicaria, your creator.

M4A1：Why...did you create me?

Persica: You are to be the leader of the AR Team and lead the best T-Dolls that I’ve ever created.

M4A1：T-Dolls...
Am I...a T-Doll?

Persica: From now on, yes.
You’re much cuter than I imagined, now that you’ve recovered...
I hope you can...give me the answers that Lyco couldn’t...

M4A1：...Lyco?
...What answers?

Persica: Well...it’s too early for that. Why don’t we meet your new comrades first?

Her neural cloud is experiencing violent fluctuations... Is this child dreaming?
A T-Doll...dreaming. Isn’t that just ridiculous.

[Persica turns and glances at M4A1.]

Persica: But then again...she’s special...