Opening exposition – Detective Richard Paul (the arsehole
detective) tells us all there has been a solar flare that has knocked out all
power and there’s going to be rolling black outs. Since they’re going to auxiliary
power for a while, that means energy is rationed – which means androids only
get charged if they’re prioritised. John snarks away because he doesn’t like
Richard really. Richard snarks about about John’s cybernetics – and Dorian
punches him. Dorian is pissed because Richard has decides the MXs get charging
priority.
Richard threatens to write Dorian up (what? Why would
that even be a thing with 99.9% of androids being emotionless MXs? Follow your
world building through, Almost Human!)
and Dorian apologises – though it’s Richard’s fault; Dorian is only half a
charge which makes him emotionally unstable.
Uh-huh, y’know when things like this are revealed we can
see why the DRNs were maybe, just maybe, not the ideal androids for police
work.
While he’s an arsehole, he’s also right when he points
out the randomly giggling Dorian is not really fit for duty – but John takes
him anyway. Richard takes his anger out on his MS (who he also treats as a
servant).
In the car Dorian is definitely angry at the MX getting
priority, especially since a DRN’s personality matrix is always the first thing
to go. He repeats again that he needs his own space, as he complained about
before: but Maldonado nixed it because Dorian is city property and needs to be
supervised at all times. Dorian has a great idea – what about John’s place! His
back room; John objects, that’s his trophy room thank you very much! While
Dorian isn’t very impressed with the man keeping his high school trophies, John
quickly recites his achievements and is so lost in them he almost doesn’t even
notice Dorian falling asleep
On to this week’s crime – a man, Ramon driving home,
happily talking to his wife when he’s interrupted by a man washing his window,
despite his protest. While looking for money to pay him, the man sprays him in
the face, knocking him out. He wakes up with a big metal collar round his neck
with an ominous timer on it – counting down.
That’s never ever a good thing.
He looks around and sees teeny tiny cameras everywhere as
his new bulky fashion accessory tells him to follow the rules of the game – oh,
Saw without the gore. Wait, was there any real point to Saw without the gore?
Damn it, first Dorian is too angry to be witty and now we get a gore-less Saw.
Anyway, the guy behind the game is watching remotely from
a screen that also keeps track of the number of viewers (do I even need to say
the collar is a bomb?) – he is live streaming it. Aha! Reality TV! Well, seeing
a man follow orders or be blown up is a lot classier than 21st
century reality TV.
Ramon is instructed to take a gun out of the briefcase
that has been left for him and go to the bank where he works – and to hold it
up for a whole lot of money. He takes the money (loaded up onto a flashdrive… yeah
this futuristic style of money is ridiculous and only exists because they need
to be able to steal it) and runs.
Dorian and John pursue his car, alerted by the bank alarm
(Dorian uses his megaphone voice in the car), but, of course, Ramon is not
allowed to pull over until he is stopped when John EMPs his car. Dorian quickly
confirms the collar is a bomb; and he doesn’t have enough time to disarm it.
All they can do is put up a shield so no-one else is hurt.







