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visionarie) wrote2016-04-16 08:43 pm
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⌈ 02 ⌋ ⧫ ⌊ VIDEO ⌉
[He looks troubled when the recording turns on. He stays quiet as he struggles to put into words what his mind is still analyzing in a million threads of thought forcing him to terminate enough of them to function in the present.]
The trial of Rinzler is over. His sentence has been passed and is now being carried out, yet additional punishments are being imposed on the prisoner. He is... damaged. In pain. And no medical aid has been given.
[His lips press together as his eyes fall casting a shadow across his face... There's a disturbing imbalance in the way the synthetic is being treated. How had things come to this?]
Everyone has limits.
They can travel so far... handle so much before reaching theirs. [His eyes slowly shift up then to look back at the recording.] If stairs were 10ft tall no one would climb them. If doors were a thousand pounds heavy no one would open them. If rooms were kept at boiling temperatures no one would use them. Society adjusts all these to meet limits but they are made with the limits of the average person in mind. But on this ship... there is no average. At least, none that makes sense - but we still must adjust. The Cybertronians mobility is limited at times due to their size, and now another incident has risen. The holding cells have become a torture chamber for the prisoner it's meant to detain.
Rinzler is a sentient being. He is suffering. He is serving his sentence but that sentence doesn't include torture or death. We are obligated to provide his basic needs: medical aid, appropriate nutrients in the form of power to help with recovery, and reasonable temperatures that match his standards not ours.
If there is anyone who can help. Please do so.
Captains.... please take this request into consideration.
The trial of Rinzler is over. His sentence has been passed and is now being carried out, yet additional punishments are being imposed on the prisoner. He is... damaged. In pain. And no medical aid has been given.
[His lips press together as his eyes fall casting a shadow across his face... There's a disturbing imbalance in the way the synthetic is being treated. How had things come to this?]
Everyone has limits.
They can travel so far... handle so much before reaching theirs. [His eyes slowly shift up then to look back at the recording.] If stairs were 10ft tall no one would climb them. If doors were a thousand pounds heavy no one would open them. If rooms were kept at boiling temperatures no one would use them. Society adjusts all these to meet limits but they are made with the limits of the average person in mind. But on this ship... there is no average. At least, none that makes sense - but we still must adjust. The Cybertronians mobility is limited at times due to their size, and now another incident has risen. The holding cells have become a torture chamber for the prisoner it's meant to detain.
Rinzler is a sentient being. He is suffering. He is serving his sentence but that sentence doesn't include torture or death. We are obligated to provide his basic needs: medical aid, appropriate nutrients in the form of power to help with recovery, and reasonable temperatures that match his standards not ours.
If there is anyone who can help. Please do so.
Captains.... please take this request into consideration.