So many amazing lines in this one. There are so many clear points where bits of HDB's psyche is terrified of what he's doing, especially Empathy. The pre-sneeze hype is unreal.
The Pre-Sneeze hype is unreal is the most phenomenal line in gaming that it's forever going to be a joke I make when someone starts building up to a sneeze
The light bending guy says "azumuith" which is one of the elements of reality/music that a certain character at the end of the bonus chapter of the book says. Turns up earlier as well. Also look far behind the light bending guy. Look like anything? The same last chapter talks about the nature of the light.
SPOILER HEAVY !!!!!!!!!! WATCH OUT@@@!!! SPOILER On a very literal level the book is: SPOILER An RPG played by humans, and the phasmids are their hands that look like giant spiders? the youngest lund girl at the end of the book is told to us to have green eyes, translucent skin, and also is the current fairy godmother (GM). Is she playing now, or was she playing earlier, sometimes eating her own young? Like Dolores day (also Khan's mother seems to think he would be concerned about a "daughter" "swallowing" him when they eat kebab. Also in the game they eat maggot kebab. But forget that, who would not be afraid of the daughter of the man who killed a man with a kebab?) i also think the phasmid has to be doloeris dei, or one of her friends. What does Charlotte say she would do with her "peaches of immortality" at the beach? sounds like the innocence system was written into Elysium by Khan during his "morning song" with his "recorder" in the "basement" They are part of the bourgeois, who are "not human" (??? or the only humans?) Smashing the sweetest "little people" you know? Or An RPG played by spiders that use human models and ships? He opens his eyes and stares right through you. "It was real. I'd seen it. I'd seen it *in reality*." "I had to, I *had* to fight it. I had to never stop..." The old man falls silent. His black eyes keep piercing your skin as he looks to some great distance behind you, shaking his head slowly -- retreating from it. "Every *fucking* morning, for thirty-four years..." He grinds his teeth in rage. "Throwing that ball. One ball against the other... I've always loathed that game. That is *not* a working class game. I don't care what they say on Radio June." "Royalist ghouls play it like it was *life itself*! Click-clack," he makes the sound of balls connecting, "across the water each day. Next morning there were May bells everywhere. The world was white -- or what's left of it anyway. "Upon the emergence of the Phasmid during his arrest, Dros would shut down into a catatonic state, especially after the Phasmid's departure, no longer under its effects."
MORE HEAVY BOOK AND GAME SPOILERS: Why does the deserter seem so "hung up" on a certain sexual desire of the bourgeois. They play with their own young, their own creations. Their Models. Now read what Jesper does with his newspaper that he gets from his "trap door" with his "model" that he got while at a "party". He had already written it when they where in the cab earlier. His "terrible trump card". I could go on.
