[And in some ways, it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be Gunmax.]
[He takes the firecracker, holding its weight for a moment and surprised at how light it was for how much explosive power it had. Bullets weren't like this. Bullets felt heavy, so that one had to make the decision to load them every time.]
We are sentimental.
[They had to be.]
If we weren't sad now, however...then we would not be alive. [They would be mere Robots, and...they wouldn't be able to enjoy this. They wouldn't be able to form new bonds from the remnants of the old. It is good to have someone to share the pain with.]
[He lights the firework, and throws it as hard as he can.]
[Action]
...
Speak English badly, I mean.
[And in some ways, it wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be Gunmax.]
[He takes the firecracker, holding its weight for a moment and surprised at how light it was for how much explosive power it had. Bullets weren't like this. Bullets felt heavy, so that one had to make the decision to load them every time.]
We are sentimental.
[They had to be.]
If we weren't sad now, however...then we would not be alive. [They would be mere Robots, and...they wouldn't be able to enjoy this. They wouldn't be able to form new bonds from the remnants of the old. It is good to have someone to share the pain with.]
[He lights the firework, and throws it as hard as he can.]
...!
[And he still jumps a little, when it explodes.]
It's pretty, don't you think?