A script page from what appears to be Starbreeze's unannounced Syndicate remake has leaked onto the internet.
The script, referred to us by the Superannuation Twitter, makes reference to an "artificial intelligence built to be endlessly curious about her host human," as well as various agents, "sniper guns" and a "surveillance mission".
Yep, Sounds like Syndicate all right, as we revealed last year.
The supposed leaked page reads as follows:
Confidential: Starbreeze/EA "DART" Interactive Project 1
TomK Casting 310-428-3078
DART 6 (Datascape Access and Re-Tool meldware)
Dart is an artificial intelligence built to be endlessly curious about her host human and to learn to love them over time. Out of the box, she doesn't really get this whole "feelings" dynamic that human brains run on, but she can do a good imitation of it on demand. She vacillates between cold calculation and catty commentary. She is speaking directly into the Kilo's ear. British R.P. Sound.
This is strictly a surveillance mission. Sniper gun functionality has been disabled until the need for it arises. Sorry, Kilo. Action denied.
Sensing the approach of military sniper squad.
Agent Kilo, I'm receiving proximity alerts. There's an unauthorized vehicle approaching the building from the air. A Gulf Partners AVE DE RAPI—A transport craft appears and quickly descends towards a terrace on Lily's building.
You are weapons free, Kilo. Do what you do best. New mission objective: protect Lily Drawl from the enemy extraction. After tracing calls into Lily Drawl's apartment:
In case you're wondering... ...caller was Symonne Beales, age 31, single. Executive Assistant, General Archive Management. Uptown girl, no priors, no monitoring. She's clean.
After Lily's boyfriend calls:
Well, he certainly wasn't uptown. That came in from outside. Incoming Asparž contact, maybe? I'll clean up the trace -- see if I can get an origin code.
During an action sequence:
Reactive armour detected! Breach or headshot - Merit shoots him in the head with his sniper rifle taking his head clean off. As the trooper slumps down on the floor:
(crowing) (O.S.) Got you, motherf****r!
(sighs) Never mind.