Funny story. [ Sam snorts, after he wraps the bandage back over his hand, and stuffs his hands into his pockets, automatically feeling tense about the people passing by him, thinking about what they might be able to hear. It takes a moment for them to get some distance between themselves and the crowds, but even then, Sam feels wary about saying any of this outloud. Thus, as they walk, he's switching to mental chatter, with a feeling of apology slipped in - he knows Steve doesn't like the mental link, but there's a whole lot of people around him who don't want to see something like Sam existing. ]
(Problem with being... whatever I am. One of the AIs I helped create, killed me and the four other creators. We had this technology, then, called Resurrection.) [ the notion that this isn't something he's particularly fond of, but that it was necessary for peace at the time is slipped in there. ] (One body dies, you download your consciousness, memories and all that into a new body. He got to us before we woke up, though, and started moving stuff around. Blocked everything about who or what we were, gave us new memories thinking we'd been living human lives all this time. )
[ a pause there, partly because they come to a cross walk, and everything's so busy here, Sam gets distracted by watching all the goings-on, and the other part because this isn't something he really likes thinking on much. Even just being a Cylon is still very strange to him. ]
(It didn't totally stop those memories from coming back - something always bleeds through, you know? I've got the important parts back, and it's not like it really changed who I was or what I thought was important. That's what he was wanting, I think. That we'd realize something, and suddenly take his side?)
[ A flash of memories are pulled up, short flickers of glimpses, are made available - moments pulled out of conversations with Cavil, on the ground, before any of this Cylon stuff really, truly started for him. how he'd been prodding for something, pushing. thinking just making sam experience humanity in person would make him disgusted with them. ]
(But the rest of it, about 2,000 years worth, is just a blur. When I'm plugged in, I remember it, but after, it's goes all fuzzy again.) [ But what was removed was what he knows, not who he is. You can't really delete that on a person, not even on a Cylon. Not without just lobotomizing them, which is hardly any different from what's done on humans. ] (I'm still who I was, so. Can't say I miss it too much. )
[ all honesty, he's sort of okay with it. having two lives in his head - the old Earth and Caprica? anything more than what he has right now would just be... too much, he thinks. ]
(But the thing is, if we'd known what we should've know, we could've stopped a lot of death. That's the problem with the Memory Banks here. They control what information you get, can pluck out any slip ups they don't want the people seeing. )
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( Problem with being... whatever I am. One of the AIs I helped create, killed me and the four other creators. We had this technology, then, called Resurrection. ) [ the notion that this isn't something he's particularly fond of, but that it was necessary for peace at the time is slipped in there. ] ( One body dies, you download your consciousness, memories and all that into a new body. He got to us before we woke up, though, and started moving stuff around. Blocked everything about who or what we were, gave us new memories thinking we'd been living human lives all this time. )
[ a pause there, partly because they come to a cross walk, and everything's so busy here, Sam gets distracted by watching all the goings-on, and the other part because this isn't something he really likes thinking on much. Even just being a Cylon is still very strange to him. ]
( It didn't totally stop those memories from coming back - something always bleeds through, you know? I've got the important parts back, and it's not like it really changed who I was or what I thought was important. That's what he was wanting, I think. That we'd realize something, and suddenly take his side? )
[ A flash of memories are pulled up, short flickers of glimpses, are made available - moments pulled out of conversations with Cavil, on the ground, before any of this Cylon stuff really, truly started for him. how he'd been prodding for something, pushing. thinking just making sam experience humanity in person would make him disgusted with them. ]
( But the rest of it, about 2,000 years worth, is just a blur. When I'm plugged in, I remember it, but after, it's goes all fuzzy again. ) [ But what was removed was what he knows, not who he is. You can't really delete that on a person, not even on a Cylon. Not without just lobotomizing them, which is hardly any different from what's done on humans. ] ( I'm still who I was, so. Can't say I miss it too much. )
[ all honesty, he's sort of okay with it. having two lives in his head - the old Earth and Caprica? anything more than what he has right now would just be... too much, he thinks. ]
( But the thing is, if we'd known what we should've know, we could've stopped a lot of death. That's the problem with the Memory Banks here. They control what information you get, can pluck out any slip ups they don't want the people seeing. )