Conversation 1205: TEST / END TITLES TEST FOR ROZZO

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Column definitions:
  • ID: a numerical index for the entry within this conversation.
  • Character: the character speaking or acting.
  • Dialogue: prose containing spoken dialogue and other description.
  • Conditions: logical checks governing this entry appearing or occurring.
  • Links: entries that might follow this one, depending on conditions and player choice. Most links are internal to this conversation, external links to other conversations are marked with the format (conversation ID, entry ID).
ID Character Dialogue Conditions Links
0 None
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1 None
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2 Shivers The great district hums with the noise of human habitation: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Grand Couron, from Precinct 41 to Boogie Street forking into the distant horizon...
3 You "I'm ready." (End with Kim / Cuno.)
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4 Judit Minot "Good." She looks at you, then Vicquemare...
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5 Shivers Under the night sky the great district sleeps: A dark chessboard of wooden houses in the rain, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street glowing on the rainswept horizon...
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6 Jean Vicquemare "Fuck it, let's go." The man points down the street. "Trant left his motor carriage behind the gates. It's a 20 minute drive to Jamrock."
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7 Esprit de Corps "Really?" Nix Gottlieb looks up from the list. "I hear he's quite unstable." "You say that like it's a *bad* thing," Captain Ptolemy Pryce points his pen at the doctor. It's dim in his office and the curtains are drawn. "Harry's our man, he'll pull through -- and when he does he'll side with Revachol." "Understood." Gottlieb returns to the list. "Minot?" "Of course."
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8 None
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9 None IsNight()
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10 None (IsNight()) == false
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11 Shivers The great district hums with the noise of human habitation: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Grand Couron, from Precinct 41 to Boogie Street forking into the distant horizon...
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12 None
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13 None IsMorning()
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14 None (IsMorning()) == false
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15 None
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16 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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17 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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18 None
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19 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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20 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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21 None
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22 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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23 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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24 Shivers Under the night sky the great district sleeps: A dark chessboard of wooden houses in the rain, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street glowing on the rainswept horizon...
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25 None
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26 None IsNight()
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27 None (IsNight()) == false
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28 Shivers Under the night sky the great district sleeps: A chessboard of old wooden houses in the snow, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street glowing on the horizon...
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29 None
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30 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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31 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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32 None
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33 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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34 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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35 Shivers Under the night sky the great district sleeps: A black chessboard of old wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street forking into the darkened horizon...
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36 None
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37 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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38 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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39 None
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40 None Variable["village.posse_esprit_final"]
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41 None (Variable["village.posse_esprit_final"]) == false
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42 None
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43 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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44 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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45 Shivers Under the evening sky the great district turns on its lights: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street disappearing into the rain on the horizon...
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46 None
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47 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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48 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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49 None
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50 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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51 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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52 None
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53 None Variable["village.posse_final_shivers"]
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54 None (Variable["village.posse_final_shivers"]) == false
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55 Shivers Under the violet morning sky the great district wakes: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41. To Boogie Street forking into the glowing horizon...
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56 None
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57 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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58 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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59 Shivers You close your eyes and hear the dogs bark. A lone woman sits by a factory window, dreaming of meteorite strikes. On Rue Saint-Gérôme a square bullet slides into a square-shaped chamber. In Old South a man without eyelids smiles. Spring has come. It's time.
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60 None
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61 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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62 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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63 None
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64 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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65 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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66 Shivers Under the evening sky the great district turns on its lights: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street disappearing into the rain on the horizon...
  • 87
67 Shivers Under the evening sky the great district turns on its lights: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street forking into the snowswept horizon...
  • 52
68 Shivers Under the evening sky the great district turns on its lights: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street forking into the snowswept horizon...
  • 87
69 Shivers Under the night sky the great district sleeps: A black chessboard of old wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street forking into the darkened horizon...
  • 87
70 Shivers The great district hums in the slowly falling snow: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41, to Boogie Street forking into the white horizon...
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71 None
External:
  • (639, 599)
72 Shivers Under the violet morning sky the great district wakes: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41, to Boogie Street forking into the rainswept horizon...
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73 None
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74 None IsMorning()
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75 None (IsMorning()) == false
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76 Shivers Under the pink morning sky the great district wakes: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41, to Boogie Street forking into the snowswept horizon...
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77 Shivers Under the violet morning sky the great district wakes: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41, to Boogie Street forking into the glowing horizon...
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78 Shivers Under the evening sky the great district turns on its lights: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street forking into the dark horizon...
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79 None
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80 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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81 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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82 Shivers Under the evening sky the great district turns on its lights: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street forking into the dark horizon...
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83 None
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84 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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85 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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86 Esprit de Corps "Torson?" "Yes." "McLaine?" "Yes." "Heidelstam?" "No." "Vicquemare?" "Yes." "Du Bois?" "Of course."
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87 None
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88 None Variable["village.posse_final_shivers"]
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89 None (Variable["village.posse_final_shivers"]) == false
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90 None
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91 None IsAfternoon()
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92 None (IsAfternoon()) == false
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93 Shivers Under the pink morning sky the great district wakes: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41. To Boogie Street forking into the snowswept horizon...
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94 Shivers Under the noonday sky the great district hums: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41, to Boogie Street forking into the snowswept horizon...
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95 Shivers Under the violet morning sky the great district wakes: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41. To Boogie Street forking into the rainswept horizon...
  • 87
96 Shivers Under the noonday sky the great district hums: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41. To Boogie Street forking into the snowswept horizon...
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97 None
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98 None IsEvening()
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99 None (IsEvening()) == false
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100 Shivers The great district hums in the slowly falling snow: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls and chimney stacks. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41. To Boogie Street forking into the white horizon...
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101 None
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102 None Variable["auto.is_snowing"]
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103 None (Variable["auto.is_snowing"]) == false
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104 None
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105 None Variable["auto.is_raining"]
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106 None (Variable["auto.is_raining"]) == false
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107 Esprit de Corps "Torson?" "Yes." "McLaine?" "Yes." "Heidelstam?" "No." "Vicquemare?" "Yes." "Du Bois?" "Yes."
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108 None
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109 None Variable["village.posse_esprit_final"]
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110 None (Variable["village.posse_esprit_final"]) == false
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111 None
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112 None IsAfternoon()
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113 None (IsAfternoon()) == false
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114 None
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115 Shivers The great district hums in the falling rain: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Grand Couron, from Precinct 41 to Boogie Street forking into the rainswept horizon...
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116 None
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117 None IsEvening()
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118 None (IsEvening()) == false
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119 Judit Minot "Wonderful," the woman looks north. "Then can we please just go back to Jamrock now?"
120 Shivers The great district hums in the falling rain: A chessboard of wooden houses, 80,000 living souls. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Grand Couron, from Precinct 41 to Boogie Street forking into the rainswept horizon...
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121 None
External:
  • (1427, 9)
122 Shivers Under the night sky the great district sleeps: A chessboard of old wooden houses in the snow, 80,000 living souls inside. Firetraps as far as the eye can see -- from Main Street to Precinct 41 atop the motorway, to Boogie Street glowing on the horizon...
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123 Jean Vicquemare Let's test. This is the last hub.
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124 You "Here are many options before leaving."
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125 Jean Vicquemare Let's test. This is the last hub.
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126 None
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127 None
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128 You "Good bye, then." (End alone.)
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129 Jean Vicquemare "Good bye, Harry. And -- I know it won't happen, but..." He looks at you, heart steeled and eyes cold.
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130 Jean Vicquemare "*If* you make it -- if you've been sober for 10 months -- tell us. I'll work with you again. But not like this. Never like this again. This is over."
131 Esprit de Corps Even now -- you're his colleague.
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132 Shivers A grey rain falls on Martinaise. The city soaks in it, cold and dripping. Waves hit the concrete breakers. The homeless huddle by the fires behind the fences. There, among the shacks, is your home. Stay. Have a drink. Forever.
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