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Lola 2022-10-04 13:52:06
I like it so much! The rainforest wasteland, the space gold panning, the end of the interstellar civilization has added the wildness of the twentieth century jungle expedition, and the spacesuit is rented back to the style of the 2001 space roaming. The audiovisual language is extremely enjoyable, and the hand is delicate. In the sound of the trumpet, the majestic virgin forest with floating flocs contrasts sharply with the tiny figures of the interstellar speculative father and daughter, and...
Prospect Comments
Extended Reading
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Ezra: Listen... I know well the lure of vengeance. I, myself, have... frequently indulged and I have not often found regret. And in this moment right here I'm afraid for both our sakes and most repulsed.
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Ezra: I say we go to your mercs, I'll play the prospector and together we ravage the queen.
Cee: You're trying to trick me.
Ezra: And I help you, I can harvest, I can offer protection.
Ezra: A girl your age, a child, wanders into a camp of fringely mercs. At the end of tour what happens, you appeal to their sympathies? They have none. They are ruthless profiteers. You must have something to offer or they will find something to take from you.
Cee: Why should I trust you? You stole from us, we did nothing in the end...
Ezra: That's the fringe, girl. If you are one to point fingers at extortion well, there's not much I can say.
Cee: And then you killed my father.
Ezra: Hold on. I'm keen to make the case that Damon killed himself.
Cee: We were trying to escape.
Ezra: Was trying to steal my trophy cases, what he was trying to do. A man's work is no petty thing. To you, his daughter I truly apologize for my contribution to his passing. But he was stealing my entire harvest. And actions like these foment a thread of appropriate reactions. Your father knew that... and if he didn't, than he had no business in the green.
Cee: You're a killer.
Ezra: I am indeed, but are you?
