orphan black/pacific rim fusion where the clones are an attempt to synthesize drift compatibility (because you should be most drift compatible with yourself, right???) that backfires spectacularly (because, let’s be honest, the person you’d be least drift compatible with is yourself) and they all are sort of like, fuck your program, and go rogue in their own ways—by finding other co-pilots, or becoming maverick kaiju-drifting scientists, or revolutionizing the administrative side of shatterdome running and politicking, or escaping their shatterdome altogether to become a prophet of the kaiju religion—and not everybody lives but everyone, everyone chooses their own fate.