

Guy does procure said pair of sunglasses. And if he needs sunglasses to talk with this mysterious stranger? Why, he’ll just, um, borrow a pair from one of the gun-toting visitors to his bank. “People with sunglasses don’t talk with people like us,” Buddy reminds Guy. He recognizes her immediately, and he knows he must talk with her.īut how can he? She’s wearing sunglasses, after all-a fashion accoutrement that, unbeknownst to Guy, separates the gamers from the NPCs, the real from the binary. No, deep down, he has a perfect woman in mind.Īnd then one day, after his morning coffee but before the usual bustle of murders and bank robberies, he sees her-the woman of his dreams. And not just with any pretty NPC that crosses his path. See, as much as Guy likes his job and coffee and goldfish and whatnot, he feels a bit of a void deep inside. And-because they’re just fulfilling their programming-they’re absolutely fine with that.īut what if that programming stops being so … fulfilling? In a world of whales, Guy and his cronies are krill. If the Free City’s gamers are its Harlem Globetrotters, its NPCs are its Washington Generals. You’ve heard the phrase, “It’s their world, and we’re just living in it,” right? In Guy’s case, that’s absolutely true. Blow them up with a rocket launcher? Now we’re talking! The real people who come to visit the game can do pretty much whatever they want with these NPCs. The bustling metropolis of Free City that Guy calls home is actually a massively multiplayer online game, and Guy’s just one of scads of NPCs-that is, non-player characters-who populate it. Look underneath his shirt and skin and you’ll see a bunch of 1s and 0s-binary elements that make up not just Guy, but literally his entire world. It hardly matters that he’s not actually alive to like it.


“Don’t have a good day,” he tells his customers, coffee baristas and random people on the street.

He likes his job at the bank so much that he makes Disneyland cast members feel like KGB agents. Guy likes his shirts blue, his ties striped, and his coffee with cream and two sugars.
