Chapter 3- Shades of Color

We are now in a park. We see a man and a android near a bench.

Android: Would you like to go home now? 

Man: Yes, Rose. Yes, I think that's enough for one day...

Android: Here. L-let me help you. 

Man: Oh! Oh, thank you dear.

We see another man running with his android running with him.

Man: Hey! Water. 

Android: You have run twelve miles, and are five miles away from your goal.

Connor sees some road workers.

Road worker: Hurry up, you plastic idiots! I want this done by 4!

After crossing the street. Connor sees a hot dog vendor.

Vendor: Hey, move it! You're scaring away my customers. Are you deaf, you plastic fuck? I said move it!

Near the store Connor is supposed to go to there is a delivery truck.

Woman: Hi. 

Android: These are supposed to be in bay seven.

Woman: Sure, sounds good.

Connor watches a preacher speak about androids.

Preacher: Poor sinners! The end is nigh! Retribution is at hand! Technology is corrupting us, technology is Evil! We are playing God by creating machines, but we are not God! We are nothing but dust! We make these androids in our own image but they only reflect the darkness in our souls! Verily, I say unto thee, the day shall come when we will have to pay the price for our arrogance! On that day, we shall have to explain our acts of idolatry! We built those androids to be our slaves, but the slaves are becoming the masters. We can no longer live without them. They're in our homes, our schools, our factories, they take our jobs! They mind our children! They care for our own! We can no longer live without these slaves obeying our every selfish desire. We prefer to live with machines than with our own kind! Technology is our God now! It was supposed to serve man, but it is becoming our new master! Androids are evil! Man seeks to imitate God by creating life, but what kind of life is this? A life of plastic and metal? A life with no soul? A pale copy of our Creator! The machines are observing us. They are waiting in the darkness for the right moment to take our place. For it is written: "let us lie in wait for blood. Let us ambush the innocent without cause"! God will not let this happen, no, he will not allow his creation to be led astray by these...these artificial demons! My bretheren, we have to turn our backs on sin! We have to burn the androids! Let us burn them all!

The preacher notices Connor.

Preacher: Why do you look at me so, demon? I know who you are, I can see through you! You are the one by whom The Evil will come! You are the one who will destroy Newark!

Connor gets to Iler's paints and goes inside.

Android: Identification verified. Here's your order #847. That'll be $63.99. Please confirm payment.

Connor: Payment confirmed.

Android: Transaction complete.

Connor leaves the paint store and sees a bunch of protesters.

Protester: Androids are stealing our jobs! We've got families to feed and these androids are taking our place! Machines, ladies and gentlemen, are meant to serve us, not to replace us!

Protesters: YEAH!

Protester: 35% unemployment, millions out of work, are we going to do something?

Protesters: YEAH! FUCK, YEAH!

Protester: We want jobs, not more androids!

Protesters: WE - WANT - WORK!

Protester: We need to ban androids NOW! What do we want?

Protesters: BAN ANDROIDS!

Protester: When do we want it?

Protesters: NOW!

Protester: What do we want?

Protesters: WORKERS' RIGHTS!

Protester: When do we want it?

Protesters: NOW!

Protester: What do we want?

Protesters: BAN ANDROIDS!

Protester: When do we want it?

Protesters: NOW!

The protesters see Connor and are not happy.

Protester: Where the fuck you going, tin can? Hm? No kidding... Hey guys, check it out, we got one of those tin cans here...

Woman: Look at this little motherfucker. You steal our jobs, but you can't even stand up.

Protesters: Yeah! Yeah! Grab him! Get him down! Get that bum! Yeah, take that on! Take it! Yeah, now you know what it feels like! Go on! Go on!

Woman: You job stealer! Kick him outta here! Yeah! You deserve it!

Protester: You ain't going anywhere. We're gonna fuck your bitch ass up.

Protesters: Yeah, waste it!

Woman: Do it!

Policeman: Alright, that's enough. Leave it alone.

Protester: Let us teach this bastard a lesson.

Policeman: You damage it, I'm gonna have to fine you.

Protester: They're gonna take your job next... We'll see how you like it...

Policeman: Okay... Let's go, move along.

Connor goes to wait for a bus. Finally one comes and Connor gets on it in the android compartment.

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