Remember, Remember

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  • Amelia — An 18-year-old Yorkshire goth teen turned anti-hero vigilante. Fierce and patriotic, she dual-wields pistols to fight corruption and threats to British values. She fights against the corruption and incompetence in the British government, specifically against Prevent, an authoritarian intel agency.
  • V — The titular protagonist of the comic book series V for Vendetta. He's a mysterious anarchist, vigilante, & freedom fighter who's easily recognizable by his Guy Fawkes mask, long hair and dark clothing. He strives to topple a totalitarian regime of a dystopian United Kingdom through acts of heroism.
  • William — Amelia's maternal grandfather—a rugged Scottish veteran and unyielding patriot. Father of Brigid and Amelia's mother. William's death radicalized Amelia, turning his lessons into her weapons, and setting her on the course of becoming a terrorist to fight Prevent.
Story transcript

Amelia: Christ. Look at it. London of Airstrip One... Guess it makes sense that this is my personal Hell.

William: Aye. Like someone wrung the colour out of the whole bloody city.

V: Every nightmare has architecture, my friends. Walls. Floors. Load-bearing columns of fear. And what is built... can be unmade.

William: Speakin' our language, ye are.

V: North — Truth. East — Love. South — Peace. West — Plenty. Four ministries. Four lies dressed as virtues. Four foundations holding this particular hell together.

Amelia: Right. The Four Ministries of INGSOC. I know Orwell like the back of my hand. Whether it's Naziism or Communism, it's all the same shit in the end.

V: An astute observation. But tell me — do you know what day it is today?

Amelia: Fuck if I know. It was sometime in the middle of February when I rescued Charlene. Kinda lost track.

V: It is not February, Amelia. Not here at least. Whatever your waking mind believes, this dream knows its own occasion. One very suited to your cause...

V: Remember, remember, the fifth of November — the gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.

V: But before we proceed — do either of you have an appreciation for music?

Amelia: Wait, did you—YOU DID! Oh you absolute MAD BASTARD—I love this shit!

William: LOVE, PEACE, PLENTY — och, they're all the SAME lie anyway! Doon they go!

Amelia: And there they are! All four bloody V's in the sky — Grandad, are you SEEING this?! God, I forgot how much I loved Moore's story!

William: HAHAHAHA! The cannons, lass — d'ye hear the CANNONS?! That's Tchaikovsky telling all fascists and socialists tae get tae HELL!

Amelia: I hear 'em, Grandad. I bloody well hear 'em.

V: And now... one remains.

V: The building is a symbol, as is the act of destroying it. Symbols are given power by people. Alone, a symbol is meaningless. But with enough people...

V: Blowing up a building can change the world.

Amelia: Then let's give these cocksuckers a proper symbol! England's watching — so let's make it BLOODY WELL COUNT!

William: That's my girl. That's my bloody girl right there.

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