Oats Studios – Volume 1 – Rakka


[♪♪♪]We were once mankind.We were humanity.And now…We’re no more than pests.Vermin.They came here
to exterminate us.
They took our history
and culture.
They covered our landworks
in dying humanity.
The wail of the dying
carried for miles.
They’re building
some kind of breeding facility
for those that survive.People that have defected
say it’s worse than Hell,
humans becoming some kind
of surrogate incubators
for the alien young.They killed us in waves
when they first arrived.
They built these megastructures
that spew methane,
manufacturing their atmosphere.They’ve sown their crops,snuffing out
our plant life,
raising the global temperature,
causing our cities to flood.
They waged war on Earth.They set fire to our forests.It’s already hard to breathe…impossible to breathe
if you are close to the stacks.
Rats…insects…humans…they hack into our psyche,into our minds,paralyzing us,taking control of the cerebrum
and the limbic system,
rendering us slaves.We’ve been able
to design a brain barrier
that protects us
from their influence.
They know we can’t produce
enough of these for everyone,
that it’s just a matter of timebefore the entire planet
is theirs…
but we’re survivors.Scrounging enough to eat…gathering enough morale
to fight.
[distorted voices over radio]I wonder if deep down,each person knows
we’re already dead.
I wonder if only one, sick,
primordial instinct
keeps marching us forward
aimlessly.
Every rational thought
tells us it’s over.
Every vile,
deceptive, chemical emotion
tells us it isn’t.We are sold a different story
by our politicians.
Come with us! Do not be afraid! They want what’s best for us! Come on. They have built
a conservatory for us! Paradise! Put down your guns! There it is. Come on, freaky-faced fuck.
Come on. Come with us! Do not be afraid! They have built a conservatory! Come with us, friends! Come on, come on, come on. …paradise! I’ll go
to the new conservatory. Take me with you, please. There it is. There it is. [gasping] [click] [laughing]Every once in a while,
something goes our way.
Just one in a thousand.Just enough to keep fighting.[cheering]A glimmer of hope.People will pay for this.They always do.Even for small victories,it would seem that everything
was lost.
Humanity would soon
cease to exist.
[groaning] [gasping]Until they arrived,like angels carried on the rays
of the Aurora Borealis.
Like a biblical salvation.The new world altered everyone.Adapt or die, it was
as simple as that.
In the old world, Nosh would
have been locked up.
A pyromaniac, a bomb-maker…but here, he not only survived,
he thrived.
[flying overhead] [death metal blasts]Nosh could make just about
anything out of scavenged junk.
Bombs, brain locks… anything.We needed him, and he knew it.How many you got? Uh, four. No. We need more than that. Sure, yeah. And payment? You can do the usual? Yeah, yeah, sure. What about the… the item? We’ve heard about it. Yeah, um… It’s not for sale. You piece of shit. [laughing] You don’t fuckin’… Wait. My friend… we need your help.
You know that. Yeah. Everything has a price, and we can pay you. Sure. Hmm. Hey, Jasper. I’m glad these fucking things
came here. They mean that I get to burn
whatever I see. Every day. Every night. No laws. No fucking jails. The fire… The fire. What is it with you
and the fucking fire? Fire!!! I’ll die and perish
in the fire someday. You say
you need my help? For what? For a fucking hope for things
to go back to the way they were? [laughing] Just give me…
gimme some bait. Some bait? I just need
some bait, some of your people… some of your people, some of the sick you don’t need. I’m two seconds away from blowing this
motherfucker’s head off. Oh, it would be so good.
So much fun. Just a little more! Gimme some bait. Gimme some bait. It’ll make
the “boom” bigger. I’ll take out
an entire convoy. That’ll help you, right? I have enough ordnance
to make this fire breathe. You’re an interesting person,
Nosh. Have fun in the fire. Oh, I will. [laughing]Some sick people in exchange
for Nosh’s item.
In peacetime, such an offer
would be insane.
Immoral.But now… anything’s possible.[Carl]:Ma’am, we’ve done
everything we can.
He’s not responding.All right. Let’s go.We picked up Amir
in Sector 7.
At first,
they thought he was dead,
some refuse
from one of their experiments.
Amir? Amir? Amir… Hey. I’m not going
to hurt you. Look at me. You can help us. [Carl]: Kill him. Just fucking kill him. All that shit
they put in his head. -He’s not even one of us–
-Stop. I’m not going to hurt you. I know what they did. [he startles] It’s okay. Let’s get this off. There. You’re free. We’ve gotta check
the wounded, ma’am. Okay. It’s okay. I’m Sarah. I need to ask you
for a favor. I give you food, you do me a favor. Okay? [man groaning in pain] It’s okay, it’s okay.
It’s fine. I need to see
what it did to you. It’s okay.This world
had changed all of us…
but Amir had been reborn…with something entirely new.[shouting and gunfire] You see all these men? They’re going out to fight. To try to make it
how it was before. To stop those beasts
from doing more of this… [crying out in pain] What is it
with her and that
fucking thing? Her daughter is gone. [Carl]: Everyone’s daughter
is gone. [Jasper]: The ones
that are experimented on, who survive… the very few… Her theory is it’s because they have
some kind of predisposition. They’re savants of some kind. And Amir is like that. [Sarah]: These men are trying
to stop the genocide. [Ryan]: Alpha team! Move out! [Sarah]: They’re ready
to sacrifice themselves. Let’s go! They don’t have to die tonight. Help us. Please. Tell me
what futures you see. Turn to the left. Incoming! You can help us
turn the tide, Amir. We can beat them. [gunfire] Threat down
in Fox Squadron. Threat down. All right, everyone,
triple-check those brain locks. I don’t want anyone
looking at it, and keep out of
its line of sight, right? [Sarah]:What do you see?Do you see us
winning, Amir? Go! Go! Go! [Sarah]:
Can we learn to hunt them?
Can we make them fear us?Go! Go! Amir…Do you remember
what they did to you?
They do experiments
all day and all night.
They tear people apart.[gunfire] It’s wounded! That fucking thing!
Don’t let it get away! [gunfire] [Sarah]:Billions die…No one lives.Not through that.But every once in a while,
a miracle happens. One in ten million, like you.Someone who somehow survives…Their cruelty.Those things have given you
an amazing power.
A gift.Beyond man.Don’t look at it! Look away!You can do the things they do.Put it down, Martinez!
Put it down! Don’t do it,
Martinez! Don’t do it! [gunshot]Amir…Please tell me…What futures do you see?[crying out] Cut its fucking head off. Amir, it’s tine. You have to use
what they gave you.It’s not a choice.

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