Dialogue that comes up as the player walks along the street. Fantasy of the other side of the pavement.
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 | Shivers | A drop in temperature. An easy flow of air: an empty street. Before you, a thoroughfare unjammed with lorries. No more drivers smoking on hitch steps. Just... silence. |
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3 | You | Let go of the moment. [Discard thought.] |
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4 | You | What did the smoke smell like? |
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5 | Shivers | Chemically sweetened. Across the road, a forgotten bus stop; corrosion has opened a hole in its roof. An elm tree watches over the building. Its branches are dripping with rain and snow. |
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6 | Shivers | The road is smooth and motley. Craters filled with a black asphalt. The asphalt first laid is grey already. A row of tenements are under construction in the distance. |
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7 | You | What about the bus stop? |
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8 | You | That is enough. [Finish thought.] |
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9 | You | Who are the people who live across the road? |
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10 | None |
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11 | You | A dead dog? | Variable["coast.orb_roadside_percept"] == true |
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12 | Shivers | A tub warm with water, white with soap. A man bathes while radio waves transmit the lottery numbers: 4, 18, 21, 4, 1... A modern washing machine rattles a drawer full of silverware. |
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13 | None |
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14 | Shivers | #312D. Young girls used to come here, huddled up, hoping for more warmth than their thin coats give them. The bus took them to school. It has not run for eight years; there were not enough girls to sustain its cost. |
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15 | Perception (Sight) | There's one bump on the road: a dead dog lies flat about two hundred paces away, right at the turn. |
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16 | Shivers | Craters pocked the surface. Children played in them, until heavy trucks full of black pitch rolled in. The landowners have filled the craters with money. It is a vital artery of flow of trade. |
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17 | Shivers | Tragedy came from the wheels of a fast RCM vehicle, hurrying to work. The cold washes over you. The sound of the sea has grown distant. |
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18 | Shivers | The wind moves the aerosol. A detective stands behind the boom barrier; a breeze moves a curl of his hair. |
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19 | You | What about the road? | Variable["coast.orb_roadside_bus_stop"] |
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20 | Suggestion | His boyfriend is on his way home. He brings tins of meat and vegetables with him. Their pockets are heavier with money; but only slightly. |
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