txgoldrush wrote...
a) Did you not play Overlord? Do you not have Javik? Did you not see the "Report Illegal AI" signs all of the Citadel? Wrong again.....you did not pay attention to the narrative.
Signal tracking in ME1 also brings up this theme...a mad AI that thinks organics will always seek to destroy and control synthetics.
Also notice that Starchild never places blame on synthetics turning on their masters....this means organics can give synthetics reason to kill them, like the geth.
Wrong, these ideas drive the narrative. Why was TIM doing what he was doing?
c) Yep, it is
Oh, I... see. Excuse me.
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