[ He offered a laugh. One of those incredulous kinds that's just so done with the state of things back home sometimes. Sure, there was a lot of great things about it but with advancement comes the hoards of people who want to use it to control, so here they were.
This topic, though? The chip one (but also the Makima one) was something he was. Well, he's passionate about it lets just say. Body language and display all showed that with ease. ] Yeah, you fucking bet. Even toasters had chips in them. Everything did. Watching, gathering data, selling your information to corporations and governments in order to "better your lives" and "protect the people".
[ Wrench leaned in as he pulled out a few things and started taking inventory of what it was he was dealing with here. ] It's bullshit, dude. They see and know everything and they use it against you. Toys know your kid's play habits to better sell you stuff. Video feeds everywhere monitor your every move. They know what you buy, what you want, what you can't afford.
Failing liver? Too bad, they know your drinking habits. You did this too yourself. Want to donate blood? Nah, they know who you fuck and they know that you're gay. Every single thing, man. Everything.
[ Aha! Here's the problem. Okay, this is an easy fix. He chimes up all chipper a few moments later. ] ANYWAY! [ And quiet again: ] what kind of contract are we talking about here?
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This topic, though? The chip one (but also the Makima one) was something he was. Well, he's passionate about it lets just say. Body language and display all showed that with ease. ] Yeah, you fucking bet. Even toasters had chips in them. Everything did. Watching, gathering data, selling your information to corporations and governments in order to "better your lives" and "protect the people".
[ Wrench leaned in as he pulled out a few things and started taking inventory of what it was he was dealing with here. ] It's bullshit, dude. They see and know everything and they use it against you. Toys know your kid's play habits to better sell you stuff. Video feeds everywhere monitor your every move. They know what you buy, what you want, what you can't afford.
Failing liver? Too bad, they know your drinking habits. You did this too yourself. Want to donate blood? Nah, they know who you fuck and they know that you're gay. Every single thing, man. Everything.
[ Aha! Here's the problem. Okay, this is an easy fix. He chimes up all chipper a few moments later. ] ANYWAY! [ And quiet again: ] what kind of contract are we talking about here?