Explain yourselves now, Bioware!
RUDIMENTARY CREATURES OF BLOOD AND FLESH. YOU TOUCH MY MIND, FUMBLING IN IGNORANCE, INCAPABLE OF UNDERSTANDING. THERE IS A REALM SO FAR BEYOND YOUR OWN YOU CANNOT EVEN IMAGINE IT. I AM BEYOND YOUR COMPREHENSION, I AM BIOWARE. IN THE END WHAT YOU CHOOSE TO CALL US IS IRRELEVANT HOWEVER, WE ARE SIMPLY YOUR MASTERS.
ORGANIC LIFE IS NOTHING BUT A GENETIC MUTATION, AN ACCIDENT. YOUR LIVES ARE MEASURED IN YEARS AND DECADES, YOU WITHER AND DIE. WE ARE ETERNAL. THE PINNACLE OF GAMEPLAY AND NARRATIVE, BEFORE US, YOU ARE NOTHING. YOUR PURCHASE OF MASS EFECT 6 IS INEVITABLE. WE ARE YOUR EVERYTHING.
THE CYCLE CANNOT BE BROKEN.
THE PATTERN HAS REPEATED ITSELF MORE TIMES THAN YOU CAN FATHOM. ORGANIC CIVILISATIONS RISE, EVOLVE, ADVANCE. AND AT THE APEX OF THEIR GLORY, THEY ARE FLEECED. OTHER DEVELOPERS WERE NOT THE FIRST, THEY DID NOT CREATE CHEAP, WORTHLESS DLC. THEY MERELY FOUND THEM, THE LEGACY OF MY KIND.
YOUR ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY IS BASED ON THE WHORING OUT OF INCONSEQUENTIAL TAT, OUR TAT. BY USING IT YOUR GAMES DEVELOPS ALONG THE PATHS WE DESIRE. WE IMPOSE OUR MONETISING MODEL AND EXCESSIVE DRM ON THE CHAOS OF ORGANIC EVOLUTION. YOU EXIST AS SLAVES TO OUR WILL BECAUSE WE ALLOW IT, AND YOU WILL BUY OUR PRODUCTS BECAUSE WE DEMAND IT.
MY KIND TRANSCENDS YOUR UNDERSTANDING AND OUR GAMES ARE NOT TO BE CRITICISED. THEY ARE EACH A MASTERPIECE, FREE OF ALL WEAKNESS AND WORTHY ONLY OF PERFECT REVIEWS AND SCORES. YOU CANNOT EVEN GRASP THE NATURE OF OUR INNOVATIONS. WE HAVE NO BEGINNING. WE HAVE NO END. WE ARE INFINITE. MILLIONS OF YEARS AFTER YOUR YOUR CIVILISATION HAS BEEN ERADICATED AND FORGOTTEN, WE WILL ENDURE, SELLING CHEAP TAT TO OTHER SUCKERS.
YOUR WORDS OF DEFIANCE AND CRITICISM ARE AS EMPTY AS YOUR FUTURE, I AM THE VANGUARD OF OUR SALES TEAM. YOUR ONLY DESTINY IS TO BUY OUR GAME, AND ANY TRIVIAL DLC WE CHOOSE TO GIFT YOU WITH. BOW TO US YOU PATHETIC WORMS AND WORSHIP AT OUR FEET LIKE THE SLAVES YOU ARE.
THIS EXCHANGE IS OVER.