Afalstein wrote...
Voutsis1982 wrote...
I build a super weapon to fight the Third Reich based on designs I don't fully understand. Then a hologram of Hitler appears and tells me what the machine does and how to activate it - with one option vaporizing me, another requiring me to jump off a high place, and a third involving shooting a vital component of a machine I don't understand. Hitler doesn't make sense in most of this conversation.
However, you're losing the war pretty irreversibly anyway, so why not?
All the more reason not to listen to the enemy about how to use the machine you built to destroy them.
It's become cliched to say that following someone else's path blinds you to alternatives, but there are alternatives. Maybe I should shoot the handlebars. Maybe I should jump onto the pipe. Maybe I should throw Anderson's corpse into the beam.
Or - and stay with me here - maybe I should contact Hackett and talk to some Crucible engineers, the dudes who
actually built the thing, aren't its target and have no reason to lie to you. Because the Catalyst didn't build the thing, is defintely its target and has every reason to lie to you.
Who knows? They might say something like "Oh yeah, we just pump power into the Citadel, it works on the dark energy principles that powers the relays and the reapers, and it burns them out!"
By having the Leader of the Enemy say what needs to be done, Shepard has to consider that this may be a last minute attempt to defeat him/her. After all, parts of Shepard are still sizzling from the last attempt. For all Shepard knows, the Crucible is seconds away from discharging and killing the Reapers once and for all, and Starchild is trying to get him/her to sabotage it.
Easy solution - Vendetta should have done the talking, an ancient AI with knowledge of the Crucible, now plugged into the Citadel, and isn't the worst murderer in the history of everything.
And if you want, it can look like a child.
The ending was made into One or Zero - either you believe something you have every reason not to believe, or you die. This was not a necessary situation, or a natural outcome of the story, but the result of the contrivances used to put Starchild into the scene so we could all enjoy the cliche.