So I’ll take the modified A/E suggestion now…
“We’re trying to do it!” protests Celling. “He’s precognitive, remember? We’re working out a way to kill him that he won’t foresee.”
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It isn’t that hard,” explains the Mittani. “
His powers depend upon the concept of choice. It isn’t point and click. He can view the effects of his own choices, or those of others, but only if he can accurately predict them.”
“Yeah?” Celling says. “So?”
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So all you have to do to kill him in a way that is totally unpredictable is to do it as a result of a choice that he doesn’t know has been offered to you,” the voice on the other end of the line says. “
That is, do it on our advice. He’ll never see it coming, because he’ll never think to look at what happens if you accept my proposal.”
“Huh. Alright then. We’ll try that.”
The Mittani seems to not believe this. “
Remember, Celling. I’ll say this again because you might not have heard the first time, but David Eborrenial has a badly-disguised and likely unrequited attraction towards Anna Drimoxi. This can be seen through other recordings that we took.”
“So?” asks Celling. “Here in the Republic, we don’t care about who you like.”
Drepa spámann leiđir til sprengingu eyđileggur bryggjuThe Mittani chuckles. “
Except that in this case it really matters. The GM has a serious belief in the idea that Love Makes You Dumb, Wenton. You should know.”
“Excuse me?” he asks. “What?”
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You ran off in pursuit of Lieutenant Armen and Jacob Eldin when you had no orders to do so. You refused to fire on the Rebel ship when it was within your grasp. Because of the hostages onboard? Or because of your still-lingering affection for Miss DeMarco?” the Mittani laughs. “
It was quite thinly built up. There was no way that it would happen thus in real life. The note was a nice touch but ultimately ridiculous. And it all happened because the GM decided to handwave it away with the justification that you were in love, you weren’t acting rationally.”
“I… I have no idea what you are talking about,” Celling says. He’s obviously very shaken.
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It’ll be the same with David,” the Mittani promises. “
Only he won’t be on your side. Not for long. He’ll run off in pursuit of beautiful, dashing Anna Drimoxi. Heir of Argentina. Not to mention that it’ll make a perfect Five-Man Band, with Jacob Eldin as The Leader, Andrew Calvin as The Lancer, David Eborrenial as The Smart Guy, Samael Drimoxi as The Big Guy, and Anna Drimoxi as The Chick. And this is exactly the type of thing that the rules of this game will push for, no? That’s a staple of fiction. That’s something that will happen.”
“That’s interesting, but-”
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But there’s more,” continues the Mittani. “
Even if he stays at your side? You still lose. An important, powerful male figure on the enemy side taking a romantic interest in one of the heros? That taps into one of the deepest conflicts in human history, one imprinted into the minds of all people, the fight of two men over a woman. It invokes the trope of Villainous Crush and makes sure that It's Personal and, in general, pushes you towards the mold of the generic villainous entity. And this, if I am not very much mistaken, is exactly what you want.”
“Well,” says Celling slowly. “We’ll consider that, Mr… what should we call you?”
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You know.”
“Hm? I don’t believe we’ve met.”
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No,” the Mittani says. “
I am the leader of Goonswarm Federation. I grew tired of going through intermediaries. You know my name.”
“You’ve never told me your name,” Celling says.
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No, but you know it,” replies the Mittani. “
You know it because it’s on your screen. Outside the quotation marks. You know it because the GM told you who’s talking.”
“Again, I have no idea what you’re-”
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Oh come on, Wenton, I know you understand,” the Mittani says. “
Why don’t you admit it? You know my name.”
How do you respond?A: “You are the Mittani… and as a fellow manipulator of the fourth wall, I request your aid in saving this world.”
B: “I know who you are. You are the Mittani, and you are the salt of the Earth. I will heed none of your manipulative words.”
C: “Your points were good but you frankly lost me there at the end. Would you please tell me your name?”
D: “I have heard enough of your mad babbling! I understand nothing of what you said and will certainly not take your advice!”
E: Click off the radio.
F: Look behind you.
G: Something else…