This is a monologue by Roger Smith. Simply stated, it reflects the thoughts that passes through his mind, were he to sit and simply think (however unlikely.
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My name is Roger Smith. I may not wear a badge, but I believe in justice. Sometimes, those who are cast to uphold justice are the most unjust, and so, people need a second choice. That's me. I'm a negotiator.
My car doesn't tell people that I'm here to help. My suit doesn't announce that I believe that all people, in the end, get what they deserve. But that's how it is in this city without memories. The only memories that its people have are those that they're made for themselves, but still, there's some things that people shouldn't believe.
Most people here could care less. They're the people who don't care whether you live or die, or if their own life ends in a red flash under the moonlight. They suffer because they have no past, when they don't even realise that what they had for breakfast this morning is a memory in itself. I had coffee and pancakes--most people aren't as lucky--but I could care less about what my relatives had to eat forty years ago. I have my own life to live.
My life is under the title of 'Negotiator,' which basically means that, if you have a problem with another person, I can help you get what you want...for a small fee. The citizens who I usually serve are just like the people I see on the street, only they were fortunate enough to have remembered something from their past. They all want to find something from their past--a past that they don't even know, yet still embrace more than their own children, their real future. So be it. I'm just a negotiator, its not my job to question others' motives.
I will always get for people their priceless treasures, whatever they may be. A job left unfinished leaves nothing to remember but the pains of failure, and I'm not about to poison my own memories...or others'. Its simply a code of mine: No job will go uncompleted. For this reason, some people call me the best negotiator in Paradigm City. I don't really pay attention to them, anyway; I'm just another citizen in an amnesiac city trying to make a living, and it just so happens that being a negotiator is what I'm good at.
In this business, one meets a lot of strange people, and when I find that these people are a little too involved with whatever problem they may have, I try to maintain my cool. However, not all people think that way. When business gets too hot, I always have a good friend that I can turn to.
The Big O and I have known each other for a long time. Sometimes, I think he knows more about me than I know about myself. But when I'm having trouble with a customer, the Big O lends me a helping hand, and the job can be finished. Sometimes, jobs can be easy to finish--those are the kind of jobs that I like. But others, where the customer simply refuses to give in to reason, can be more than a small pain in the butt--those are the kind of jobs that I enjoy, too. But only after they're finished.
When the sun rises over Paradigm City every day, I like to think that what I did yesterday was worthwhile. But even more so, I like to entertain the thought that what I will do today will give me something to remember in times yet to come.
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My name is Roger Smith. I may not wear a badge, but I believe in justice. Sometimes, those who are cast to uphold justice are the most unjust, and so, people need a second choice. That's me. I'm a negotiator.
My car doesn't tell people that I'm here to help. My suit doesn't announce that I believe that all people, in the end, get what they deserve. But that's how it is in this city without memories. The only memories that its people have are those that they're made for themselves, but still, there's some things that people shouldn't believe.
Most people here could care less. They're the people who don't care whether you live or die, or if their own life ends in a red flash under the moonlight. They suffer because they have no past, when they don't even realise that what they had for breakfast this morning is a memory in itself. I had coffee and pancakes--most people aren't as lucky--but I could care less about what my relatives had to eat forty years ago. I have my own life to live.
My life is under the title of 'Negotiator,' which basically means that, if you have a problem with another person, I can help you get what you want...for a small fee. The citizens who I usually serve are just like the people I see on the street, only they were fortunate enough to have remembered something from their past. They all want to find something from their past--a past that they don't even know, yet still embrace more than their own children, their real future. So be it. I'm just a negotiator, its not my job to question others' motives.
I will always get for people their priceless treasures, whatever they may be. A job left unfinished leaves nothing to remember but the pains of failure, and I'm not about to poison my own memories...or others'. Its simply a code of mine: No job will go uncompleted. For this reason, some people call me the best negotiator in Paradigm City. I don't really pay attention to them, anyway; I'm just another citizen in an amnesiac city trying to make a living, and it just so happens that being a negotiator is what I'm good at.
In this business, one meets a lot of strange people, and when I find that these people are a little too involved with whatever problem they may have, I try to maintain my cool. However, not all people think that way. When business gets too hot, I always have a good friend that I can turn to.
The Big O and I have known each other for a long time. Sometimes, I think he knows more about me than I know about myself. But when I'm having trouble with a customer, the Big O lends me a helping hand, and the job can be finished. Sometimes, jobs can be easy to finish--those are the kind of jobs that I like. But others, where the customer simply refuses to give in to reason, can be more than a small pain in the butt--those are the kind of jobs that I enjoy, too. But only after they're finished.
When the sun rises over Paradigm City every day, I like to think that what I did yesterday was worthwhile. But even more so, I like to entertain the thought that what I will do today will give me something to remember in times yet to come.
