Orb for wondering whether the Hardies are a communist cell. PART OF THE COMMUNIST DREAM QUEST.
This is a listing of every "entry" in a given game conversation as scraped from the game files. Entries often contain written dialogue, as well as conditional logic governing their appearance to the player. They also link to other entries, sometimes automatically and sometimes through player action. This page is best used to search for a specific word or phrase, as following the links in this format can be difficult. For an experience that better accommodates the branching structure of these conversations, see the corresponding interactive page.
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0 | None |
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1 | None |
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2 | Rhetoric | Wait... No, something about this bunch doesn't smell right... |
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3 | You | What do you mean? Aren't they Evrart's guys? |
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4 | You | Alright, guess I'll look elsewhere then. [Leave.] |
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5 | Rhetoric | They are, but they don't seem too keen to talk with you, do they? |
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6 | Rhetoric | Besides, you're pretty sure they consider themselves social democrats. |
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7 | Glen | No, they don't. Glen seems to be contemplating grievous bodily harm while he massages his raw knuckles... |
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8 | Titus Hardie | And from his perch at the end of the table, Titus Hardie himself stares at you with a cold contempt that makes you want to leave the cafeteria straightaway. |
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9 | Eugene | In the far back, Eugene is doing his best to ignore you... |
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10 | None |
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11 | None | Variable["whirling.hardie_hub_reached"] |
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12 | None | (Variable["whirling.hardie_hub_reached"]) == false |
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13 | You | What do you mean? Who are they? |
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14 | Rhetoric | You may not know them, but they seem to know exactly who *you* are... |
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15 | Shanky | A little man, hardly bigger than a child, with a lean, hateful face... |
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16 | Alain | You've seen the expression on this one's face before, on a dozen hardened thieves and killers... |
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17 | Titus Hardie | And here, guarding the entrance to his den, the undisputed alpha wolf, radiating contempt for you and all you represent. |
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18 | You | Let's keep moving, then. [Leave.] |
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19 | You | Let's keep moving, then. [Leave.] |
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20 | None |
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21 | None |
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22 | You | They look pretty organised to me. |
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23 | Perception (Smell) |
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24 | Fat Angus | Meanwhile, Fat Angus keeps shooting you furtive glances and mumbling uneasily to himself... |
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25 | Fat Angus | Meanwhile, the fat one keeps shooting you furtive looks while mumbling uneasily to himself... |
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