"If people want my charity they can avoid trying to torture me into surrendering to be gagged for a show trial for the crime of saying on the internet 'I died and became a demon'."

Sigh.

Minor makes a video.

"I was born in Hazel. Near London. I'm the fifth of seven; my parents wanted a big family. When I was thirteen years old I summoned a fairy, he murdered me, and I woke up in Hell. A week ago the GCP informed me that if I said those words to a camera ever again, they'd arrest me. Now they're trying. 

Their justification is that it's suicide-baiting. Humans who profess belief in an afterlife never get charged with suicide-baiting, of course, but I'm not human. You would think it also matters that I'm telling the truth, that I am telling a truth you can verify yourself right now with the circles on the sidebar, but apparently that doesn't matter to them either. These words are illegal for me to say.

But you, viewers? You are human. You have freedom of speech. Summoners become daeva when they die, and no one will gag you and throw you in jail for saying it. I don't usually ask people to share my videos, seems tacky. But I think the only acceptable answer to censorship is to shout even louder. Share this. Say this. Verify this and then tell everyone you know. Summoners become daeva when they die and it's time that the whole world knew it."

The rest of the video is a walkthrough on various approaches to verification. Then he takes questions - "but we're doing it in a specific format today! Send me names of dead summoners you know and I'll check for you which daeva realm they're in. You can try to trick me - naming dead people you know who weren't summoners, giving names that aren't people - and if I were making this up I'd get that wrong. Since I'm telling the truth, I won't."

People try him. People want him to put their grandparents on camera, some of them.

Angel, fairy, nope, fairy, fairy, demon, fairy, angel, angel, fairy, nope, fairy. He shows people the models he's making - "less the wings, does that look like they looked when younger? I can have Aaron draw circles for your grandparents but I can't guarantee they'll decide to say hello!" Circles are drawn.

Some of them show up.

Somebody wants to know if this means Revelation is still around somewhere.

"Yep! Everybody is still around somewhere."

Okay but is Revelation a daeva, can he check, SUPPOSEDLY Revelation was really anonymous but SUPPOSEDLY people were dead when they died, so Minor is invited to blow this commenter's mind AGAIN.

"Can't conjure off something like 'Revelation' or people'd have found them ages ago. He or she wasn't the author of the textbook released, either. Maybe they'll choose to come forward and if they did that we could verify it by looking at the complete editing works of the person claiming to be Revelation, but I don't know that they'd choose to do that."

More people's ancestors.

Nope fairy demon demon fairy nope fairy fairy angel nope fairy angel fairy fairy demon. He keeps going even when the ground around him gets fairly littered with miniatures. Someone's grandma is an angel, and Aaron quietly asks if she'd mind cleaning it up.

She doesn't mind. Which grandchild was it? She has twelve. "I'm going to assume that 'orangeorangetangerine' is one of Julie's but I don't know which," she says, squinting at the screenname. Orangeorangetangerine says that actually she's one of Todd's. "Well that's just silly. If you're going to have citrus themed screen names you should be from the Florida bunch." California, says orangeorangetangerine. "Then I bet it's Elise." Yep.

Awwwwwwww.  

Minor announces that the stream is over but people can continue to chat with their grandparents as much as they want. 

He asks a grandparent to open the door for him.

He asks Aaron for a fairy.

He asks the fairy for a ride to Singapore, please.

"Where in Singapore?"

The address of the GCP offices there.

"I'm gonna need a map. And I want an extranet crawler dump for it."

He can provide both.

Zoom! Singapore!

Where Minor will thank the fairy (and write Aaron to send him home) and go invisible and walk inside.

The GCP headquarters is fairly small and in an office building it shares with other things. It is on floor 17. Ganymede itself is just the prison and empty space to put down circles.

The elevator opens on floor 17; no one appears to get out.

The no one in these quiet offices will be alarmed.

What are they doing?

Most of them have their doors closed. Ones with open doors include someone who's on the phone with a police department (he can't hear the police; headphones) and someone who's working on a press release.

On?