Post by Athena on Aug 17, 2009 9:28:23 GMT -5
If you poke Athena enough, it will take you to this cutscene. Or if you do a sidequest for her.
Shot of Athena wandering down a hallway, entering the library. Shot of Seneka and his pity-fest.
ATHENA
(suddenly)
Your head is Pangaea.
SENEKA
What the fuck are you blathering about, Archivist?
ATHENA
It's OK. My head is Pangaea too.
They stare at each other; Seneka bursts out laughing. Athena pats his head and walks away.
Exit shot to parapets. Seneka is smoking.
ATHENA
Do you know how to make a god, Seneka Hart?
SENEKA
Tell me, Archivist.
ATHENA
Believe in it. You believe in it like you believe in anything else, like you believe in death and money and your own superiority.
SENEKA
Gods are for idiots and Firestarters, Archivist.
ATHENA
Do you really think so? I think gods are for humans, Mister S. Only, most have it the wrong way around - the gods didn't create us. We created the gods. We still do. We need them.
SENEKA
Who created the Crumple-Snort Flapjack, then?
ATHENA
A serious, sober little boy by the name of Irving Cricket wanted them very badly and secretly - secretly secretly secretly, secret like the Ministry's heliopath breeding program. He even kept it a secret from himself, and now they are entirely abandoned and lonely.
Cut to another day, same scene.
SENEKA
You. You are -- alright.
Athena smiles.
Cut to another day, same scene.
SENEKA
Archivist, every word out of your mouth is a bit of a mind-fuck.
ATHENA
Seneka Hart, there is no wrong in refusing your name. Your father has been infested with Moffets, in any case.
Then she begins to twirl.
Cut to food-type-eating-place.
SENEKA
Do not, ever create such a disgusting spectacle of yourselves again.
EMILY
You are absolutely bonkers. I hear that your mum was even more nuts. That true? Good thing she managed to off herself, in my opinion.
SILENCE.
EMILY
You met her dad once, right? What'd you say?
SENEKA
Complete and utter loony.
ATHENA
(to Seneka only)
You created a god in me.
EMILY
What a little nutjob!
Seneka flees.
Cut to Seneka waiting at the parapets.
SENEKA
(voice-over)
Athena.
ATHENA
You called me.
SENEKA
Yes.
Awkwardly, he grasps her hand.
SENEKA
Stay with me.
She cocks her head, like she doesn't know him, and walks away. A daisy falls from her hair. Shot of daisy, fade out.
Shot of Athena wandering down a hallway, entering the library. Shot of Seneka and his pity-fest.
ATHENA
(suddenly)
Your head is Pangaea.
SENEKA
What the fuck are you blathering about, Archivist?
ATHENA
It's OK. My head is Pangaea too.
They stare at each other; Seneka bursts out laughing. Athena pats his head and walks away.
Exit shot to parapets. Seneka is smoking.
ATHENA
Do you know how to make a god, Seneka Hart?
SENEKA
Tell me, Archivist.
ATHENA
Believe in it. You believe in it like you believe in anything else, like you believe in death and money and your own superiority.
SENEKA
Gods are for idiots and Firestarters, Archivist.
ATHENA
Do you really think so? I think gods are for humans, Mister S. Only, most have it the wrong way around - the gods didn't create us. We created the gods. We still do. We need them.
SENEKA
Who created the Crumple-Snort Flapjack, then?
ATHENA
A serious, sober little boy by the name of Irving Cricket wanted them very badly and secretly - secretly secretly secretly, secret like the Ministry's heliopath breeding program. He even kept it a secret from himself, and now they are entirely abandoned and lonely.
Cut to another day, same scene.
SENEKA
You. You are -- alright.
Athena smiles.
Cut to another day, same scene.
SENEKA
Archivist, every word out of your mouth is a bit of a mind-fuck.
ATHENA
Seneka Hart, there is no wrong in refusing your name. Your father has been infested with Moffets, in any case.
Then she begins to twirl.
Cut to food-type-eating-place.
SENEKA
Do not, ever create such a disgusting spectacle of yourselves again.
EMILY
You are absolutely bonkers. I hear that your mum was even more nuts. That true? Good thing she managed to off herself, in my opinion.
SILENCE.
EMILY
You met her dad once, right? What'd you say?
SENEKA
Complete and utter loony.
ATHENA
(to Seneka only)
You created a god in me.
EMILY
What a little nutjob!
Seneka flees.
Cut to Seneka waiting at the parapets.
SENEKA
(voice-over)
Athena.
ATHENA
You called me.
SENEKA
Yes.
Awkwardly, he grasps her hand.
SENEKA
Stay with me.
She cocks her head, like she doesn't know him, and walks away. A daisy falls from her hair. Shot of daisy, fade out.
