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 | You | Deal damage... |
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3 | Cuno | 1 dmg to endurance |
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4 | Kim Kitsuragi | 1 dmg to volition |
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5 | None |
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6 | You | More Damage! |
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7 | Smoker on the Balcony | [Leave] I'm done. |
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8 | None |
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9 | You | "JUMP." |
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10 | You | Check tester |
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11 | Physical Instrument | You didn't shut him down. Your fat fist didn't meet its target. Instead, it pulled you down with it. |
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12 | You |
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13 | You | Variable["yard.cuno_redcheck_blast_cuno_in_the_face"] |
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14 | You | (Variable["yard.cuno_redcheck_blast_cuno_in_the_face"]) == false |
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15 | Physical Instrument | Thump! That blow connects surprisingly well. Your knuckles tingle. |
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16 | You | Easy 8 |
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17 | You | Normal 9 |
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18 | You | Normal 10 |
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19 | You | Challenging 11 |
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20 | You | Challenging 12 |
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21 | You | Trivial 6 |
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22 | You | Easy 7 |
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23 | You | Difficult 13 |
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24 | You | Difficult 14 |
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25 | You | Very Difficult 15 |
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26 | You | Very Difficult 16 |
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27 | You | Heroic 17 |
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28 | You | Heroic 18 |
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29 | You | Impossible 19 |
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30 | You | Impossible 20 |
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31 | You | Test formatting for poem |
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32 | Smoker on the Balcony | I would often go there / To the tiny church there / The smallest church in Saint-Saƫns / Though it once was larger How the rill may rest there / Down through the mist there / Toward the seven sisters / Toward those pale cliffs there I would often stay there / In there tiny yard there / I have been so glad here / Looking forward to the past here But now you are alone /None of this matters at all |
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