Reality hub
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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1 | None |
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2 | Joyce Messier | "This... *reality*?" She pulls her hood closer around her neck. |
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3 | Drama | Yes, reality is your side-case. |
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4 | Conceptualization | An *experimental* side-case. |
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5 | Inland Empire | The aim is to gain a deeper understanding. |
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6 | None |
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7 | Joyce Messier |
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8 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_drama_realityinvestigation"] |
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9 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_drama_realityinvestigation"]) == false |
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10 | You | "I am conducting a personal investigation into the world I find myself in." | Variable["pier.joyce_drama_realityinvestigation"] |
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11 | You | "By learning about the world I hope to learn more about myself." | Variable["pier.joyce_inland_realityiinvestigation"] |
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12 | You | "I got so drunk I forgot literally everything." | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] == false |
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13 | You | "I hope my inquiry into the nature of reality will ultimately converge with our murder investigation. They are two halves of the same case." |
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14 | Joyce Messier | "How *truly* curious -- a sort of philosopher-detective!" |
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15 | Rhetoric | Aren't all... |
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16 | You | "Aren't all philosophers detectives?" |
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17 | You | "And aren't all detectives philosophers?" |
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18 | Joyce Messier |
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19 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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20 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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21 | Joyce Messier | *"What?"* She chortles, nearly spilling her tea. |
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22 | None |
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23 | You | "I went on a three-day bender and now need you to explain the world to me." |
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24 | You | "I woke up in a trashed hotel room, superstar-style. Before that everything's a blank." | IsTHCPresent("superstar_cop") |
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25 | You | "A supra-natural event took place." (Point to your head.) "Within my head -- on alcohol." |
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26 | Empathy | This person is not easily disoriented, but you've done it. |
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27 | Joyce Messier | "Why not?" She tosses her head. "I've heard the analogy made by a blindingly modern school of philosophy called *karperie*. It may not be as far fetched as it sounds." |
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28 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes, *all* of them." |
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29 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Except the ones who are philosophers." |
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30 | Joyce Messier | "Actually," she turns to the lieutenant, "I've heard the analogy made by a blindingly modern school of philosophy called *karperie*. It may not be as far fetched as it sounds." |
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31 | Joyce Messier |
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32 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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33 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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34 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Except the ones who are detectives." |
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35 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Naturally," he nods. |
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36 | Joyce Messier | "There may be *some* detectives who are not philosophers." |
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37 | None |
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38 | Joyce Messier | "A deep synthesis," she nods. "I'll assist you however I can then. Go ahead. Ask." |
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39 | You | "No time to explain -- just give me the low-down." |
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40 | You | "It's related to that *medical episode* -- I have trouble remembering even the most basic terms of reality." | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] == true |
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41 | You | "Please don't make me say it again." |
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42 | None |
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43 | Joyce Messier | "Ah, yes -- the *episode*. Sounds like an acute case of encephalopathy now that I think of it..." She puts down her thermal cup and looks at you. |
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44 | Composure | She's trying to see whether you're bluffing -- it's easy not to fidget. You're *not*. |
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45 | Joyce Messier |
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46 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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47 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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48 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Don't be fazed, madam. He functions perfectly well. He only needs a... *lowdown* on all of reality." |
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49 | Joyce Messier | "But then, I'm no doctor." She takes a long sip of tea. "Ask away, officer -- I'll help however I can." |
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50 | Composure | Trying to gauge by your expression and demeanour whether you're joking. She concludes you're not. |
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51 | Joyce Messier | "Such an acute encephalopathy... just doesn't seem possible." She puts her beverage down and stares at you. "Surely you're joking..." |
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52 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Don't be fazed, madam. He functions perfectly well. He only needs a... *lowdown* on all of reality." |
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53 | Joyce Messier | "We may be here awhile, then." She takes a long sip of tea. "Ask away, officer -- I'll help however I can." |
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54 | Joyce Messier |
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55 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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56 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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57 | You | "Actually.... that's not why I need you to give me the low-down." |
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58 | Joyce Messier | "Oh?" You've really piqued her curiosity now. "Then why?" |
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59 | Perception (Sight) | A wink. There is a mischievous streak to him egging you on. This might go beyond mere strategy. |
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60 | Joyce Messier |
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61 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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62 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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63 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes." The lieutenant takes a step closer to you. "Why don't you tell Mrs. Messier what you told me, hmh?" |
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64 | Joyce Messier |
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65 | Joyce Messier | Variable["whirling.kim_intro_told_memory_trouble"] |
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66 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["whirling.kim_intro_told_memory_trouble"]) == false |
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67 | Joyce Messier |
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68 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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69 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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70 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes!" The lieutenant takes a step closer to you, rubbing his hands together. "There is a *stranger* reason, isn't there?" |
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71 | None |
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72 | Joyce Messier |
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73 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_rhet_philosodetective"] |
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74 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_rhet_philosodetective"]) == false |
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75 | None |
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76 | None |
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77 | Joyce Messier | "A sort of... spiritual quest? Something of ancient Iilmaraan origin?" There's more than a trace of irony in her voice. |
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78 | You | "Yes, a spirit quest sounds like the thing I'm on." |
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79 | You | "None of that foreign wisdom. I only seek deep, ancient PATRIOTIC truths." | IsTHCPresent("revacholian_nationhood") |
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80 | You | "Forget the past, my quest concerns the coming apocalypse." | IsTHCPresent("apocalypse_cop") |
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81 | You | "Actually... that is not why I need a low-down." |
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82 | Joyce Messier | She nods, attentively. |
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83 | Joyce Messier |
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84 | Joyce Messier | Variable["whirling.kim_intro_told_memory_trouble"] |
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85 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["whirling.kim_intro_told_memory_trouble"]) == false |
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86 | Joyce Messier |
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87 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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88 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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89 | None |
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90 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes!" The lieutenant takes a step closer to you, rubbing his hands together. "There is a *stranger* reason, isn't there?" |
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91 | Joyce Messier |
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92 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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93 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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94 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes." The lieutenant takes a step closer to you. "Why don't you tell Mrs. Messier what you told me, hm?" |
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95 | Perception | He gives you a slight nudge on your side, apparently enjoying himself. |
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96 | Joyce Messier |
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97 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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98 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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99 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You will find that *most* things concern the coming apocalypse. It's part of his *condition*." |
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100 | Joyce Messier | "I've never heard of an *apocalyptic* medical condition, but then reality is a strange place. Ask away, officer -- I'll help however I can." |
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101 | Joyce Messier | "I've never heard of a *nationalistic* medical condition, but then reality is a strange place. Ask away, officer -- I'll help however I can." |
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102 | Joyce Messier |
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103 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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104 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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105 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You will find he doesn't approve of foreign wisdom. It's part of his *condition*." |
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106 | Joyce Messier |
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107 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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108 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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109 | Kim Kitsuragi | "You will find him a big fan of the *ancient ways* -- it's part of his *condition*." |
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110 | Joyce Messier | "Nothing wrong with ancient ways," she says. "Our *modern* ones aren't necessarily better. Ask away, officer -- I'll help however I can." |
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111 | None |
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112 | None |
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113 | You | "Actually -- now is not a good time for a reality low-down. Maybe later." |
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114 | None |
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115 | You | "Where are we?" |
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116 | You | "What times are these?" |
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117 | You | "What is this *acute encephalopathy*?" | Variable["pier.joyce_encephalopathy"] |
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118 | You | "What am *I*?" |
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119 | You | "What are *you*?" | Variable["pier.joyce_who_are_you_open"] == false |
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120 | You | "What *world* is this?" | Variable["pier.joyce_worldhub_reached"] == true |
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121 | You | "What is this?" (Spread your hands.) |
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122 | You | "You said *pale*. What is pale?" | (Variable["pier.joyce_reality_pale_question_unclocked"] or Variable["TASK.what_is_pale"] == true) and IsKimHere() and Variable["pier.joyce_pale_kimturndown_one"] == false |
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123 | You | "That's all for now." (Conclude for now.) |
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124 | Joyce Messier | "A bird?" She tilts her head. "A *sphenicid* -- a flightless bird of the polar regions?" |
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125 | You | "Keep guessing." |
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126 | You | "I meant what is this *place* here?" |
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127 | Joyce Messier | "Some sort of... krill hunter? No, wait..." Joyce raises her eyebrows. "You're an ancient ruin, a symbol of hubris and decay, half-submerged in some salty sea." |
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128 | You | "What -- really?" |
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129 | Joyce Messier | "Ah!" She spreads her arms almost as wide. "*This* is the pier of Rue de Saint-Ghislaine 33A, where the tenants have been kind enough to rent me a slot..." |
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130 | Joyce Messier | "Of course you're not, my dear. I'm just terrible at guessing games." |
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131 | You | "Let me ask you something else." |
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132 | Joyce Messier | "Of course," she tosses her permanent-waved hair. "Ask me anything." |
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133 | None |
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134 | You | "What is Rue de Saint-Ghislaine 33A?" |
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135 | Joyce Messier | "...or two." She looks around. |
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136 | Joyce Messier | "A pre-revolutionary tenement. Old buildings are called *tenements*, you see, and new buildings *batiments*, after *les batiments noveau*. But 33A and 33B are not *noveau*, they're old." She looks up at the crumbling facade... |
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137 | Joyce Messier | "This one used to be eight to ten stories tall -- a real high rise by the standards of the last century. Built to mirror the skyscrapers across the bay in the Delta. That was before the war, of course." |
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138 | You | "Who lived in them?" |
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139 | Joyce Messier | "Mostly the urban middle class, I believe. This was once *primo* real estate. Before the cannons lopped four or five stories off..." |
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140 | None |
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141 | None |
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142 | Joyce Messier | "We may be here awhile, then." She takes a long sip to clear her throat. "Ask away, officer -- I'll help however I can." |
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143 | Joyce Messier | "No. You're not joking at all, are you?" She sighs. "Well, ask away, officer -- I'll help however I can." |
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144 | Joyce Messier | "We're in Martinaise, baby." |
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145 | You | "So, we're on the periphery? Basically nobodies?" |
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146 | You | "Are we near the ocean?" |
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147 | You | "Mhm. And what is *Martinaise*?" |
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148 | Joyce Messier | "Yes. We are on an island in an ocean. The world's largest body of water -- the Insulindic." |
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149 | None |
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150 | Joyce Messier | "Martinaise is a district of Revachol." She looks around, her green raincoat flapping in the wind. "A very small district tucked away near the Industrial Harbour. North of the 8/81 and Jamrock." |
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151 | Joyce Messier | "You would be excused for not knowing about it. Unimportant, they say. Forgotten even -- shelled to smithereens during the Revolution." She shrugs. "It has its charms, just not this time of year." |
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152 | None |
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153 | None |
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154 | None |
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155 | Joyce Messier | "Oh, we're quite a way off. About..." She points across the water, where the skyscrapers rise... |
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156 | You | "So, we're in an unimportant part of an important place?" |
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157 | Joyce Messier | "It's not really a sea. It's the Bay of Revachol. And the bay feeds into the ocean." |
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158 | You | "So, we're pretty much at the centre of the world?" |
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159 | You | "Tell me more about Martinaise." |
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160 | Joyce Messier | "I think it's fair to say so. Martinaise is about..." She points across the water, where the skyscrapers rise... |
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161 | Joyce Messier | "I'm not a good ambassador. I've only been here once before, as a teenager. Not a lot has changed..." She closes her eyes. "There are ruins, a terminal, fishing boats, reeds. Boys with boxy shoulders." |
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162 | You | "You mentioned a sea. What sea is this?" |
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163 | None |
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164 | Joyce Messier | "A casual term of endearment popular among the 50+ crowd. It's a disco holdover, pay it no heed." |
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165 | Joyce Messier | "Caillou." She looks to the waters. "Imagine a pebble, a smoothed over pebble amidst a great blue sea. Mis-shapen, cracked. The cracks are the River Esperance. We're in the delta of this river, on the sixth branch -- the Martinaise distributary." |
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166 | None |
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167 | Empathy | It is clear this *pebble* is of enormous value to her... |
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168 | You | "*Baby?*" |
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169 | You | "What's the name of this island?" | Variable["pier.joyce_mentioned_island"] == true |
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170 | You | "I'm a disco holdover myself." |
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171 | Joyce Messier | "Ha!" She smiles. "Aren't we all?" |
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172 | Logic | She refers to your corresponding ages. |
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173 | Joyce Messier | She opens them: "This place used to be a province, a workers' resort before the city swallowed it and the artillery did its work. The reeds are the real star of the show here now. The further down the coast, the wilder it gets." |
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174 | Empathy | A brief spike of longing in her upright body. The dots under her eyelids shake. |
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175 | You | "You were here as a teenager?" | Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_teenagerboys"] |
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176 | Joyce Messier | "Yes, I was *slumming* it with some girlfriends of mine. We had boats and..." She smiles. "Don't hold it against me -- the boys certainly did not." |
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177 | Electrochemistry | There is a spark in the air, a live wire hanging in the wind -- in your hung over neocortex. Then the sea air cools it down. |
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178 | None |
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179 | Encyclopedia | Known to the early Revacholians as *les Immensités Bleues* -- The Blue Immensities. |
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180 | You | "Tell me about another, perhaps even *more* fundamental aspect of reality." |
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181 | Joyce Messier | "I would be happy to. What is a preposterously expensive education for if not sharing." |
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182 | None |
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183 | You | "You're a smart woman." |
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184 | Joyce Messier | "Perhaps." Her earrings chime as she nods. "My intellectual vanity will be my undoing." |
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185 | Joyce Messier | "Ah, yes -- back to the *low-down*." |
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186 | Logic | You're no dummy yourself. |
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187 | Joyce Messier |
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188 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_logic_reallysmart"] |
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189 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_logic_reallysmart"]) == false |
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190 | You | "So am I." |
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191 | You | No -- or intellectual vanity will be *my* undoing! |
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192 | Logic | And the crown on your head as you lay in the casket. |
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193 | Joyce Messier | "A smart boy getting smarter, one basic term of reality at a time..." |
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194 | Joyce Messier |
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195 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_pebblevalue"] |
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196 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_pebblevalue"]) == false |
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197 | Conceptualization | ...and to Humanity at large. |
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198 | Joyce Messier | "Speak for yourself, officer. I'm well known in certain parts. As to the place, you're right. We are..." She points across the water, where the skyscrapers rise... |
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199 | You | "What is that?" (Point to Cindy the SKULL.) | Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] == false and Variable["pier.joyce_cindy_talked"] |
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200 | Joyce Messier | "The girl in the old-lady rags?" |
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201 | You | "Yes." |
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202 | You | "No, no, I meant something basic about reality." |
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203 | None |
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204 | Joyce Messier | "Ah, yes. There's something very satisfying about discussing the fundamental facts of reality. Go ahead." |
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205 | Joyce Messier | "Looks like a sullen and rebellious member of a teen *infraculture*." |
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206 | You | "Infra... culture?" |
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207 | Joyce Messier | "Yes -- you and I belong to the supraculture. We're common, the herd. The music on the radio, the food in the chain restaurant -- those are all too *popular* for the girl in the old-lady rags." |
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208 | Joyce Messier | "She prefers a fantasy world -- an *infraculture* with its own dress code and vernacular. It is an illusion, I'm afraid. There is no refuge from the supraculture." |
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209 | Conceptualization | Suddenly you're not so sure *you're* part of the supraculture... |
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210 | You | "Okay, now explain the same thing -- but to a child." |
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211 | You | "I understand everything. Make it more complicated somehow." |
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212 | Joyce Messier | "Young people who dye their hair funny colours and wear old people's clothes are stupid and their little rebellion is self-defeating..." |
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213 | Joyce Messier | "I can't. That's how simple it is. One may dye their hair green and wear their grandma's coat all they want. Capital has the ability to subsume all critiques into itself. Even those who would *critique* capital end up *reinforcing* it instead..." |
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214 | You | "I think *I* may be part of an infraculture." |
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215 | You | Let it go. |
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216 | Joyce Messier |
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217 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_concept_infraculture"] |
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218 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_concept_infraculture"]) == false |
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219 | None |
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220 | Conceptualization | Of course -- no time for silly infracultures. There are more pressing, reality-centric questions to be asked. |
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221 | Joyce Messier | Her eyes go round with surprise. "And what would *that* be?" |
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222 | You | "Cop." |
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223 | You | "Disco." |
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224 | Joyce Messier | She lets out an unrestrained laugh, the crows feet stretching onto her cheeks... |
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225 | Joyce Messier |
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226 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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227 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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228 | Kim Kitsuragi | "My reality-impaired colleague is not so far off..." The lieutenant wanders back into the conversation -- he's been sorting his notes. |
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229 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Many of the RCM's fashions, even weapon preferences, borrow heavily from classic Vespertine cop shows. My precinct alone has three officers who go by the name *Ace*..." |
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230 | Joyce Messier | "Ha! I can see that, yes. I dabbled in those dark arts myself -- not so long ago." She smiles enigmatically. "I assure you, it was a thoroughly *supracultural* phenomenon. All-permeating. Downright mandatory." |
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231 | Joyce Messier | "Nothing *infra* about disco, baby." |
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232 | Kim Kitsuragi | "But please -- do continue this reality-exploration. I was just remarking." |
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233 | Joyce Messier | "Yes, let's..." She settles down -- still a quivering smile on her face. |
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234 | None |
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235 | You | "You're disco?" |
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236 | You | "We got this covered -- about another basic reality term." |
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237 | Joyce Messier | "Those days are long behind me..." She looks inland with sarcastic wistfulness. "And even in the early Thirties I would say I was more of a *New* girl. Disco was a minor, but still enjoyable facet of the whole thing for me." |
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238 | None |
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239 | Joyce Messier | "Be my guest." She takes a sip from her thermal cup. |
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240 | You | "The *New*?" |
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241 | Joyce Messier | "The New, a cultural era -- and the name of the decade it ravished, the Thirties. It came out of post-revolutionary Revachol. It was... ultraliberal." |
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242 | Joyce Messier | "It involved *lots* of partying, as you might imagine. And champagne coloured *everything*. By the looks of it -- that would have been when you came of age. Now..." She raises her eyebrow at you. |
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243 | You | "Sounds fun. I can't remember a single thing." |
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244 | You | "Champagne? That doesn't sound like anything *I'd* be into. I'm straight edge." |
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245 | You | "Got it -- let's take it back to reality central for the next one." |
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246 | Joyce Messier |
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247 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
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248 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
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249 | Joyce Messier | "Of course. You're much more *grounded*, a serious detective on a case called *reality*. Speaking of -- is there anything else?" |
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250 | Joyce Messier | "Wasn't it Guillaume le Million who said: *If you can remember the New, you weren't there*?" |
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251 | Joyce Messier | "Maximum brio, officer." |
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252 | None |
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253 | Joyce Messier |
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254 | Joyce Messier | IsTHCPresent("guillaume_le_million") |
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255 | Joyce Messier | (IsTHCPresent("guillaume_le_million")) == false |
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256 | You | "Wait -- Guillaume le Million? I was just thinking about that guy! Whatever happened to him?" |
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257 | Joyce Messier | "Ah, yes..." She looks hesitant. "This is not very *central* to reality, is it?" |
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258 | You | "I still want to know." |
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259 | Joyce Messier | "I can't be one hundred percent sure, but I believe he died due to complications from venereal disease." |
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260 | You | "So you're saying he *didn't* vanish in a puff of stardust?" (Conclude.) |
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261 | Joyce Messier | "I'm afraid no, but then again -- one can't be entirely sure. It's all part of his *mystique*. Ask someone else and you may get a more champagne-coloured take..." |
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262 | You | "Which one?" |
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263 | Joyce Messier | "*All* of them." |
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264 | Joyce Messier | "You? You are an officer of the RCM," she says energetically. |
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265 | Encyclopedia | For some reason your mind is a veritable repository of Guillaume le Million lyrics, trivia, and b-sides. But the time to explore this is when you're alone, facing a mirror perhaps? Right now it would derail the reality low-down. |
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266 | Joyce Messier | "Anyway," she concludes. "What other basic facets of reality should we discuss?" |
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267 | None |
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268 | You | "Good. And what is the Revachol Citizens Militia?" |
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269 | Joyce Messier | "Nothing more nor less than the de facto law enforcement body of post-revolutionary Revachol, detective." |
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270 | You | "The Revachol Citizens Militia?" | Variable["tc.rcm"] |
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271 | Joyce Messier | "*Precisomundo*!" |
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272 | You | "This abbreviation -- what does it stand for?" | Variable["tc.rcm"] == false |
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273 | Joyce Messier | "It stands for Revachol Citizens Militia." |
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274 | Joyce Messier |
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275 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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276 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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277 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes," the lieutenant steps in to make a gesture encompassing you both: "*We* are the Revachol Citizens Militia." |
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278 | Joyce Messier | "Yes. That means: not de jure. The RCM acts in what is poetically called the *twilight of international law*; both at the behest of the Coalition Government -- and to its chagrin." |
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279 | You | "You said *de facto*?" |
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280 | Joyce Messier | "The RCM's responsibilities are defined by the Emergency, Wayfarer, and Aliments Acts -- three pieces of legislation keeping the city in a -- let's be honest -- laissez-faire stasis to the benefit of foreign capital." |
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281 | You | "Are we?" |
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282 | Kim Kitsuragi | "We *are*." |
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283 | You | "So I'm basically one of the good guys?" |
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284 | You | "So I'm basically a lackey of capital?" |
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285 | You | "So I'm basically a thrall to foreign interests?" |
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286 | You | "So I'm basically going to avoid this subject and ask the next question in this line of inquiry." |
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287 | Joyce Messier | "Truly moralist of you. The Coalition Government would applaud you for staying out of politics. And yet..." |
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288 | Joyce Messier | "There's nothing *basic* about your role, detective. It's true that the RCM keeps everything the way our seemingly *permanent* provisional rulers like it..." She leans in. |
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289 | None |
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290 | You | "What do you mean?" |
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291 | You | "That's it for the *who I am* part then." |
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292 | Joyce Messier |
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293 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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294 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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295 | Kim Kitsuragi | "All three are good to know," the lieutenant looks up from his notes, "when we're out *policing*." |
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296 | None |
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297 | Joyce Messier | "Permit me to conclude with this: *who* you are -- to me -- is the police. The only legitimate law enforcement authority in Revachol..." |
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298 | Joyce Messier |
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299 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
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300 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
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301 | Joyce Messier | "And if those authorities drink so hard they need help recalling the basic terms of reality -- well, I am here to help." She bows and smiles. |
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302 | Joyce Messier | "...and if the law officials of our nation need help with the basic terms of reality -- well, then I am here to help." She bows. |
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303 | You | "Thank you, ma'am." |
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304 | You | Say nothing. |
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305 | You | "Back to those basic terms of reality then." |
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306 | Joyce Messier | "Glad to have been of assistance -- the little that I know.... anything else?" |
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307 | Joyce Messier |
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308 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
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309 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
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310 | Joyce Messier | "Glad to have been of assistance -- the little that I know. Anything else I can do?" |
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311 | None |
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312 | Joyce Messier | "Yet on the other hand -- I know these people. I deal with them daily. Let me tell you, dear, they are not fans of you." |
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313 | You | "Why?" |
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314 | Joyce Messier | "The post-revolutionary decade was a disaster for the Coalition Government. Revachol in the Twenties was hell, especially on the west side of the river: gang warfare, a botched privatisation scheme, a nuclear pile meltdown..." |
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315 | Joyce Messier | "They called it the *International Zone* -- because no nation wanted to claim responsibility. The RCM restored peace where the Coalition failed. A true-blue citizens' initiative," she smiles. "They will never forgive you." |
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316 | Joyce Messier |
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317 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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318 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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319 | Kim Kitsuragi | "That's *somewhat* of an exaggeration," the lieutenant interjects. "In reality, ours is a mutually beneficial arrangement." |
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320 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Revacholians get to keep the peace in Revachol, and the Coalition doesn't have to worry about it..." He coughs. "Anyway, sorry to intrude. Please continue." |
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321 | Joyce Messier | "These are... unimportant times, detective." She puts her finger to her lips, then points at you: "You and I were born after the dust had settled, a thousandth of a second too late." |
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322 | You | "Too late for what?" |
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323 | You | "Got it. Another question, then." |
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324 | Joyce Messier | "For the *Big Time*." Her eyes light up. There's a flash of teeth. |
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325 | Joyce Messier | "The Revolution," she says. |
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326 | Half Light | The smile of a predator. No doubt what she's got in mind. |
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327 | Joyce Messier | "It's a neurological disorder, caused by a lack of vitamin B in the brain. Symptoms include retrograde amnesia. It's... quite serious -- you should get yourself checked out." |
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328 | Empathy | She conveys it in short, cold bursts, trying not to invest too deeply in the condition of this doomed detective. |
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329 | You | "What causes encephalopathy?" |
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330 | You | "Got it. Let me ask something else." |
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331 | Joyce Messier | "Well, it's either bariatric surgery -- or long term alcohol use." |
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332 | You | "Oh, it's probably from surgery then." |
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333 | You | "It's definitely the drinking." |
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334 | Joyce Messier | She nods, slowly. |
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335 | Joyce Messier | "That seems... unlikely." |
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336 | None |
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337 | None |
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338 | None |
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339 | Joyce Messier |
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340 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_distance"] |
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341 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_distance"]) == false |
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342 | Rhetoric | In case he goes down later, souring the entire portfolio. |
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343 | You | "I know you've got a lot riding on me. I won't let you down." | Variable["pier.joyce_logic_bad_bet"] |
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344 | Joyce Messier | "It's not just me, detective. All of Martinaise has placed its chips on your success. I pray we've all bet wisely." |
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345 | None |
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346 | Electrochemistry | What this boils down to is this *reality* thing is stupid. Blow this joint, grab a bottle and drain that shit right down your throat. |
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347 | Joyce Messier |
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348 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_electrochem_blast_hard"] |
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349 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_electrochem_blast_hard"]) == false |
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350 | Volition | Wait, wait, this *reality thing* is the only game in town. It's probably in your interest not to blow it. |
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351 | None |
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352 | You | "I have, uh, somewhere to party. Right now." [Leave.] |
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353 | You | Wipe that urge from your mind and get back to reality. |
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354 | Drama | Yes! And *lie* about it too! To her! |
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355 | You | "No time for more questions now -- the art world calls. A performative experiment. You wouldn't understand." [Leave.] | Variable["pier.joyce_drama_electrochem_lie"] |
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356 | None |
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357 | Joyce Messier | "Of course," she says, apparently unsurprised. "Well, I'll be here if you need me." |
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358 | You | "What's the Big Time?" |
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359 | Joyce Messier | "Unimportant, as I said. The mineral rights were all distributed during the Revolution -- as were the bullets to the heads." |
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360 | Joyce Messier |
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361 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_timehub_reached"] |
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362 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_timehub_reached"]) == false |
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363 | You | "You've got a predatory streak." | Variable["pier.joyce_halflight_predatory"] |
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364 | Joyce Messier | "All men are predators, dear. Nothing much to be done about *that*. It's all a matter of where you get to file your teeth..." |
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365 | Volition | She won't manoeuvre her way out of this one. |
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366 | Joyce Messier | "Hmh..." She hums. |
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367 | None |
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368 | Composure | She raises the corner of her mouth smirking, revealing a canine. |
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369 | You | "Wait, what's an ultra?" |
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370 | Joyce Messier | "An ultraliberal, it's a type of liberal. From the Revolution. It's... not the moderate kind." |
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371 | Joyce Messier | "What I am *not* is a basic term of reality," she smiles. |
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372 | Rhetoric | There may be a way to get her speaking about herself -- at some later juncture. |
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373 | None |
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374 | Joyce Messier | "I am an ultra." |
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375 | You | "What are you?" |
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376 | You | Say nothing. |
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377 | Joyce Messier | "I am the vilest of the vile," she says with a sudden flash of teeth. "A traitor, a devourer of nations and infants..." |
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378 | Half Light | It's sharp. |
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379 | None |
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380 | You | "Dios mÃo!" (Draw a cross.) "A LIBERAL!" |
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381 | You | "Cool. I *liberate* pretty hard myself." |
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382 | You | "I don't understand -- what's so vile about that?" |
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383 | None |
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384 | Joyce Messier | "Yes," she nods slowly. "I am the nether creature of the forbidden swamp. I pushed the king under a *shitwagon* and betrayed the Revolution. My kind surrendered the nation to financial colonists..." |
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385 | Joyce Messier | "No," she shakes her head, slowly. "Not like me. I am the nether creature of the forbidden swamp, who pushed the king under a *shitwagon* and betrayed the Revolution..." |
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386 | Joyce Messier | "Haven't you heard?" She nods, pedagogically: "I am a nether creature of the forbidden swamp, one of those who pushed the king under a shitwagon and betrayed the Revolution..." |
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387 | Joyce Messier | "Perhaps you thought we'd gone extinct. After all, no sane person identifies as an *ultra* anymore. Not in broad daylight." She looks into your eye. "Tell me -- now that I've *uncoiled* myself -- are you repulsed?" |
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388 | Joyce Messier | "Are you *liberated* enough to offer up your home on a plate for financial colonists?" She looks you in the eye. "No, I think not. Tell me -- now that I've *uncoiled* myself -- do you find me frightening?" |
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389 | Empathy | In her green eyes you see a mixture of truth and self-satire. Decades of guilt *and* pride. |
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390 | Joyce Messier | "We surrendered the nation to financial colonists. No sane person identifies as an *ultra* anymore. Not in broad daylight." She looks you in the eye. "Tell me -- now that I've *uncoiled* myself -- are you repulsed?" |
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391 | None |
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392 | You | "You're a monster." |
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393 | You | "I forgive you." |
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394 | You | "I forgive you -- but only because you're charming." |
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395 | Suggestion | Forgive her. |
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396 | Joyce Messier |
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397 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_sugg_forgive_her"] |
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398 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_sugg_forgive_her"]) == false |
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399 | Electrochemistry | But only because you like pearlescent teeth and those light green eyes... |
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400 | Joyce Messier | "*A Deuill*," she pronounces: "*Who being of great Charme and Guille, sneaketh into the homes of the Godlie*." |
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401 | Joyce Messier | "That's a pity," she bows. "I hope we can remain collegial despite my monstrousness. The ultras didn't have anything against the king *or* the Commune, you see. It was just business." |
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402 | Joyce Messier | "Honestly..." she pauses. "I may have even *preferred* it, had the communards won. Who knows? They might really have built something better. But they didn't, because they lost." |
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403 | Joyce Messier | "When the dust settled, the liberals were the only ones left to clean up the mess. By virtue of their survival they were handed enormous power to shape the future..." She turns her gaze to the delta. "This was all our last generation managed." |
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404 | Joyce Messier | "I do hope so," she bows. "I hope we are able to remain collegial despite my monstrousness. The ultras didn't have anything against the king *or* the Commune, you see. It was just business." |
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405 | Electrochemistry | Beneath her waterproof raincoat and silk shirt is a body imbibed in Numb 12 perfume. You are suddenly and intimately aware of it. |
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406 | You | "Vile Deuill." (Shake your head slowly.) |
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407 | You | (Nod.) "Devil Woman." | Variable["doomed.book_buy_hjelmwoman"] == true |
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408 | You | "*And perswades them to addict themselues to his seruice...*" | Variable["pier.joyce_concept_ubidialect"] |
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409 | Conceptualization | That dialect is Ubi Sunt?. You recognize the quote from somewhere. A play, written way back in the Franconigerian century... |
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410 | You | "Wanna... fuck?" | Variable["pier.joyce_electrochem_imbibed"] |
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411 | Joyce Messier | "I'm afraid you'll find that *every* woman is a Devil Woman, detective. There are only *aesthetic* differences between one and the other." |
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412 | None |
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413 | Joyce Messier | "Ah, you know more than you let on..." She gives you a coy little smile. "Philosopher-Detective of Precinct 41." |
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414 | None |
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415 | You | "Would *you* have done something differently?" |
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416 | You | "That settles that." |
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417 | None |
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418 | Joyce Messier | "Nothing's settled. It simply fades away..." She closes her eyes. "Like a lover who has lost their faith. Now, shall we return to reality?" |
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419 | Joyce Messier | "...steal, kill and destroy?" She counters, quick as a whip. "That they say we've been doing for over four decades now. Perhaps regrettably, I've had my fill for this century..." |
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420 | Joyce Messier |
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421 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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422 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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423 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Hmh," the lieutenant hums, reading his notes. |
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424 | Joyce Messier | "In any case, I'm glad we can remain collegial despite my scaly bulk. And my perverse need to infiltrate and betray both Kingdom *and* Revolution." |
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425 | Joyce Messier | "With due respect to our overlords, the eternal *caretaker* government that keeps Martinaise a monument to the efficacy of its artillery..." |
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426 | You | "I don't care." |
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427 | Joyce Messier | "A fitting punishment," she smirks. "To be forgotten, if not forgiven. Save a prayer for us in our *châteaus* on Ozonne and in Stella Maris." |
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428 | Suggestion | You *feel* that she won't like the answer -- just as it's leaving your lips. Even more -- it will hurt her. |
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429 | Joyce Messier |
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430 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_pol_communist"] |
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431 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_pol_communist"]) == false |
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432 | None |
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433 | None |
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434 | Joyce Messier |
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435 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_pol_communist"] |
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436 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_pol_communist"]) == false |
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437 | Joyce Messier | "I would not have relinquished sovereignty to the Coalition. Not here in Martinaise -- and not in the Stella Maris or Delta beachheads either. If not for my own sake..." |
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438 | Authority | An appropriate warning to those who'd cross the line and pull the city into madness once more... |
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439 | Shivers | While a gentle wind sweeps the streets in the rebuilt East, light drizzle washing it clean, lights go up and motor carriages circulate the tracts... |
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440 | Joyce Messier | "... then for my daughters'. We had an obligation to defend our sovereignty. We should have *burned* the whole isola down rather than let them have it." |
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441 | Composure | She realizes her small, cold fists are clenched. She loosens them. |
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442 | You | "You have daughters?" (Conclude.) |
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443 | Joyce Messier | "Yes, whatever else I am, I'm also a mother. And a wife." She closes her eyes, then opens them again. "Now -- shall we return to reality?" |
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444 | None |
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445 | You | "You're a patriot?" |
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446 | Joyce Messier | "Yes, I suppose I am. But I wouldn't be a patriot anywhere but here." |
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447 | Joyce Messier |
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448 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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449 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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450 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Seditious talk, ma'am." The lieutenant puts down his notes and gives her a look. |
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451 | Joyce Messier | "What world?" The fading pearls of her eyes look to the sea. "The only one, I suppose -- the world of matter and its pale antipode..." |
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452 | Joyce Messier | "There is a term of endearment they coined for it. In the Dolorian century, when humanity was *high* on this world, discovering more and more of it -- these archipelagos included..." |
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453 | Joyce Messier | "You have mis-imagined it. I don't have the power to convey to you the effect and geometry of the images that depict our world from below low orbit. It's..." |
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454 | You | "What is it?" |
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455 | You | "Well, if you say it's disco..." |
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456 | Joyce Messier | "Elysium." |
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457 | Joyce Messier | "We used to think it was a sphere, but that is beginning to look less and less likely by the day. You wouldn't know it from the tabloids, but the ORG nations have been launching weather balloons into the lower ionosphere since the Thirties." |
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458 | You | "Elysium... The world needs a term of endearment." |
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459 | You | "It certainly doesn't feel like I'm fine." |
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460 | You | "Wait, is this the one with the evil apes?" | Variable["whirling.dreamone_apes"] == true |
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461 | You | "I don't feel like I have got the whole picture yet." |
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462 | Joyce Messier | "It does. There are those who would call it *Hell*..." |
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463 | Joyce Messier | "There are those who would call it *Hell*..." |
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464 | Joyce Messier | "Not in this case, no. That sounds more like something the Mesque petrofascists might say..." Her gaze wanders. |
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465 | You | "This world does not deserve a term of endearment." |
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466 | Joyce Messier | Her eyes return to you. "It isn't enough to call us animals. Even animals aren't animals." |
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467 | You | "Thanks. Okay." |
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468 | You | "What are animals then?" |
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469 | Joyce Messier | She thinks. "But yes, you'll be fine, don't worry." |
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470 | You | "How about -- it's a ball." | Variable["whirling.dreamone_apes"] == true |
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471 | Joyce Messier | "They're like you and I, I suppose. Living organisms don't identify with abstractions. Elysium is for particular beings." |
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472 | Joyce Messier | "I don't know about things of that scale, my expertise lies in nations and trade routes, one or several layers below *everything*." |
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473 | None |
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474 | Joyce Messier | "But -- this is one of the great questions of our time. Maybe when they get the complete set together it will jolt us out of our rut -- bring us together. However naive it may sound." |
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475 | Joyce Messier | "A term of hatred that originates, like many such things, with the Mesque petrofascists." |
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476 | Joyce Messier | "I am sorry, dear," she looks around. "It must sound quite terrifying through the acute encephalopathy. Even scientific positivism isn't entirely convinced about what we're dealing with here..." |
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477 | Joyce Messier | "See? Everyone finds something worth holding onto in this world -- however wasted its opportunities." |
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478 | You | "A dark grey corona?" |
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479 | Joyce Messier | "They say there is a rarefied envelope of matter surrounding the darkened disc of our planet. That is, if we are still living on a planet. Or, to speak more plainly, imagine vast swathes of land disrupted by nothingness." |
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480 | None |
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481 | You | "Doesn't sound like any kind of disco I'd like to go to." |
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482 | Joyce Messier | "You *may* have mis-imagined it. I don't have the power to convey to you the effect and geometry of the images that depict our world from below low orbit. It's..." |
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483 | Joyce Messier | "That's looking less and less likely, detective. You wouldn't know it from the tabloids, but the ORG nations have been launching weather balloons into the lower ionosphere since the Thirties." |
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484 | You | "What is *Hell?*" |
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485 | You | "Inside sideways? What *shape* is this world then?" |
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486 | Joyce Messier | "Yes." She pauses. "Pale covers 72% of the surface. There are grey flares and prominences, even arcs above entire isolas... The images are blurry, but if there was a sphere in there it certainly looks like it fractured a long time ago." |
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487 | You | "Okay. And then everything will be okay?" |
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488 | You | "Oh my god, wait -- what the hell are you telling me?" |
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489 | Joyce Messier | "But you already have," she looks around. "And you're doing just fine, despite the rubble." |
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490 | You | "The pale...? And what do you mean *corona*?" |
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491 | Joyce Messier | "You seem to be spooked. Please don't be." Her voice becomes homely, calm. She lets a moment pass. |
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492 | You | "A fractured corona doesn't feel like it's gonna bring anyone *together*." |
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493 | Joyce Messier | "There's a steadily increasing trickle of images. Between the big three they're piecing together a dark grey corona." |
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494 | Joyce Messier | "There's a steadily increasing trickle of images. Between the big three scientific contributors, they're piecing together a dark grey corona." |
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495 | Joyce Messier |
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496 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.cindy_first_greeting_pier_done"] |
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497 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.cindy_first_greeting_pier_done"]) == false |
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498 | Cindy the SKULL | "Splat-splat!" From a dilapidated balcony, Cindy the SKULL gives Joyce the evil eye, her red paintbrush held to her throat... |
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499 | Cindy the SKULL | "Splat-splat!" From a dilapidated balcony, a young girl in odd clothes gives Joyce the evil eye, a red paintbrush held to her throat... |
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500 | Perception (Sight) | You could be wrong -- but from here it appears as if she's running the brush *across* her throat, in a sawing motion. |
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501 | Joyce Messier |
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502 | Joyce Messier | Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] |
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503 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"]) == false |
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504 | Joyce Messier | "This *place* is an unmarked microsettlement on the coast of Martinaise..." She gestures toward a collection of cinderblock dwellings covered by a highly carcinogenic roofing material. |
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505 | Joyce Messier | "It's lovely, really. I'm thinking of buying it." |
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506 | You | "Really?" |
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507 | None |
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508 | Joyce Messier |
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509 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_evrart_villagequest_told"] |
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510 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_evrart_villagequest_told"]) == false |
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511 | Joyce Messier | "Yes -- so I can spite Evrart and spoil his plans for this place. I'm a petty person, I admit." |
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512 | Joyce Messier | "Actually, yes. The thought did cross my mind when Mademoiselle Lilienne over there told me about the fresh produce these women sell to restaurants on the Delta." |
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513 | Joyce Messier | "Don't worry, I'll never get around to it -- the information you pass to me will remain confidential," She waves you off: "Let's get back to reality, shall we?" |
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514 | Lilienne, the Net Picker | You both turn to consider the young woman. She's hunched over a net, methodically picking out ribbons of plastic... |
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515 | Joyce Messier | "This place could use a competent manager. There's so much to be done. But then, I'll never get around to it, will I?" |
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516 | Empathy | There is regret in her voice -- for all the countless things she never had time to do with her money. |
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517 | Joyce Messier | "Doubtless I'll be off some place, keeping social classes from each other's throats..." There's a pause. "Let's go back to the basics of reality, shall we?" |
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518 | None |
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519 | You | Say nothing. |
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520 | Joyce Messier | "Great bodies of water, forest-covered surfaces... clusters of light where the cities lie. You've seen the montage, we all have -- this world is enough," she concludes. |
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521 | Inland Empire | The camera of her mind glides over the surface of the water. |
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522 | You | "What do you see?" |
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523 | Joyce Messier |
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524 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_inland_mindcamera"] |
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525 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_inland_mindcamera"]) == false |
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526 | Joyce Messier | "Of bodies of water and forest-covered surfaces, clusters of light where the cities lie. You've seen the montage, we all have -- this world is enough," she concludes. |
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527 | Conceptualization | It *must* be. This is the greatest and kindest arrangement the atoms had in them. |
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528 | Shivers | A frisson lifts the hair on the back of your arm. Wind sweeps the surface of the bay. |
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529 | Shivers | THE WORLD IS A SUZERAINTY |
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530 | You | "The wind is sweeping the waters..." | Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_world_suzerainty"] |
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531 | You | "The best of all possible worlds." | Variable["pier.joyce_concept_bestworld"] |
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532 | None |
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533 | None |
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534 | None |
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535 | Joyce Messier |
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536 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_concept_bestworld"] or Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_world_suzerainty"] |
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537 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_concept_bestworld"] or Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_world_suzerainty"]) == false |
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538 | You | Say nothing. |
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539 | You | "I've got a clear picture. Let's proceed to another term." |
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540 | Joyce Messier | "Let's. I am, after all, bourgeois and female -- hardly the perfect ambassador for the world." |
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541 | Joyce Messier | "Oh, you want a *picture* of the world?" She raises her finger to her lips. "There is no complete set yet, dear. They're having some trouble reaching orbit." |
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542 | None |
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543 | None |
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544 | None |
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545 | None |
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546 | None |
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547 | You | "How come?" |
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548 | Joyce Messier | "Great things are difficult to achieve. For now, we're viewing the world from the inside -- sideways." |
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549 | None |
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550 | Half Light | A cold fear seeps into you. |
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551 | Joyce Messier |
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552 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
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553 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
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554 | Joyce Messier | "I am sorry, detective," she looks around. "Philosophically speaking -- it must sound *quite terrifying*. Even scientific positivism isn't entirely convinced about what we're dealing with here..." |
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555 | Joyce Messier | She looks up: "It's like the crowning of the world. It's insane. Very *disco*. You'd love it." |
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556 | You | "I don't care about disco, I only care about the Commune." | IsTHCPresent("communist") |
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557 | Joyce Messier | "See? Everyone finds something worth holding onto in the world -- however wasted its opportunities." |
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558 | Empathy | She does not seem convinced that you'll be fine. If anything, she is realizing how deep your condition runs. |
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559 | Joyce Messier |
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560 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
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561 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
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562 | Empathy | She does not seem convinced that you'll be fine. If anything, she is realizing this whole reality low-down is less *philosophical* than you've led on. |
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563 | None |
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564 | You | "Okay, forget all this stuff. Let me ask something else." |
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565 | Joyce Messier | "Yes!" She claps her hands for warmth. |
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566 | Shivers | The cold seeps into you. The air is heavy with 80% humidity. |
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567 | Inland Empire | Suddenly you're conscious of yourself standing there, on... whatever this all is. Your arms hang down by your sides. |
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568 | Joyce Messier |
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569 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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570 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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571 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant observes you both, silently. He adjusts his glasses. |
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572 | Joyce Messier |
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573 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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574 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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575 | Joyce Messier | "The pale is not, technically speaking, part of *reality*..." |
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576 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes," the lieutenant looks at his watch. "Also, I think we've had enough excitement for today. We *do* have a case to attend to." |
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577 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Ma'am." He turns to her again. "Remember, you're dealing with a very *sensitive* and *impressionable* police officer who is still recovering from a recent medical episode." |
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578 | Authority | His voice is low, but firm. All she can say is... |
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579 | Joyce Messier | "Of course, lieutenant," she bows, then turns to you. "Let's try something else." |
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580 | Joyce Messier |
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581 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_pale_kimturndown_one"] |
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582 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_pale_kimturndown_one"]) == false |
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583 | Joyce Messier |
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584 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
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585 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
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586 | Kim Kitsuragi | "We've been through this -- ask something else or let's return to work." |
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587 | You | "I don't want to. I want to know what the pale is." |
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588 | You | "Okay then." |
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589 | Kim Kitsuragi | The lieutenant glances at you from the corner of his eye. |
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590 | Empathy | Was he just... worried? That you would find out something awful? |
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591 | You | "What do you mean it's not part of *reality*?" |
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592 | Joyce Messier | "I don't think your colleague would appreciate that -- he has already been so patient with this whole... exercise." |
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593 | Joyce Messier | "Let's continue with something else, alright?" She leans against the railing: "You can ask about *anything* else in the world. Anything." |
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594 | Joyce Messier | "The lieutenant's right, let's change topics?" She gives you a little wink: "What do you want to know? Anything!" |
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595 | None |
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596 | Savoir Faire | You could sneak back -- later, when he's *not* around... unless you can convince him to step aside? |
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597 | Suggestion | But... she wants to tell you. |
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598 | Savoir Faire | You could sneak back, later, when the lieutenant is *not* here... unless you can convince him to step aside? |
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599 | Joyce Messier |
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600 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_auth_kim_stops_palequesation"] |
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601 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_auth_kim_stops_palequesation"]) == false |
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602 | Empathy | He truly, truly doesn't want you to know. |
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603 | None |
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604 | Conceptualization | What is it, what is it, what is it? You can *feel* it -- something pushing against the other side of a locked door. You *must* find the key! |
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605 | Joyce Messier | "Go ahead, officer -- ask me something *else*." The woman looks at you attentively. |
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606 | Joyce Messier | "Are you sure you're sure? Your colleague seemed adamant..." |
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607 | Joyce Messier | "It is the opposite of reality." |
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608 | You | "Yes -- what is the pale?" |
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609 | You | "Okay, another term then." | Variable["pier.joyce_kim_away_for_pale_question"] == false and IsKimHere() |
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610 | Joyce Messier | "Of course -- ask away." She seems slightly relieved. |
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611 | None |
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612 | Joyce Messier | "Okay." She concedes. "The pale is the most dominant geological feature of the world, detective -- the separative tissue between the isolas. It is the interisolary mass." |
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613 | None |
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614 | You | "Wait, and what is an isola?" |
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615 | You | "Okay... what is the pale *like*?" |
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616 | Joyce Messier | "*Isola* is a Messinian word for a continent of matter, enveloped on all sides by the pale. Also: isolation, or land mass. We used to believe there was only one. In the last four centuries we have discovered seven..." |
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617 | Joyce Messier | "Mundi, Seol, Samara, Iilmaraa, Graad, Katla, and this -- Insulinde." |
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618 | None |
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619 | You | "And Insulinde is...?" |
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620 | Joyce Messier | "An oceanic isola. It comprises mostly of water. Mundi is the largest, Katla the coldest, Insulinde the bluest. What can I say..." She stops. "Each is perishing and dear." |
|
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621 | Inland Empire | The water, the light... It's as though you're seeing it for the *first* time. |
|
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622 | Perception (Sight) | A sparkle of lights on the night-time horizon, reflected in the dark sea. |
|
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623 | Joyce Messier | "Twenty-two kilometres from the centre of the world. That soldering iron is the Bank of the World building. The bottom floors are INSURCOM -- *Coalition Government* Insulindian Mission Command." |
|
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624 | Joyce Messier |
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625 | Joyce Messier | IsNight() |
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626 | Joyce Messier | (IsNight()) == false |
|
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627 | Joyce Messier |
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628 | Joyce Messier | IsEvening() |
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629 | Joyce Messier | (IsEvening()) == false |
|
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630 | Joyce Messier |
|
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631 | Joyce Messier | IsMorning() |
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632 | Joyce Messier | (IsMorning()) == false |
|
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633 | Perception (Sight) | A sparkle of lights on the horizon, like evening stars above the curvature of the planet. |
|
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634 | Perception (Sight) | A sparkle of lights on the horizon, like morning stars above the curvature of the planet. |
|
|
635 | Perception (Sight) | A collection of tall ghosts behind the water vapour, light reflecting off their glass windows. |
|
|
636 | You | Look to the sea... |
|
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637 | Joyce Messier | Silence. She lowers her hand. |
|
|
638 | Shivers | There is no recognition. Only the immensity of the sea, and the cold radiating from it. |
|
|
639 | None |
|
||
640 | You | "Where *are* we?" |
|
|
641 | You | "I don't know any of this..." |
|
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642 | You | Say nothing. Observe the large body of water swelling. Cold... |
|
|
643 | Joyce Messier | She observes your eyes scanning the horizon, then breaks the silence, slowly. |
|
|
644 | Joyce Messier | "Was there something else you wanted to know? I remember something about a low-down..." |
|
|
645 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
646 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
|
|
647 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
|
|
648 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Are they now?" The lieutenant cocks one eyebrow. |
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649 | Joyce Messier | "I hope we are able to continue as friends despite my scaly bulk. And the treacheries committed by my people against the Suzerain and the Commune." |
|
|
650 | You | "Am I really that awkward?" |
|
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651 | You | "Are you saying I'm ruined?" |
|
|
652 | Joyce Messier | She pauses to take a long, leisurely sip of tea. "Alright, what next?" |
|
|
653 | You | "I don't know, I just feel it." |
|
|
654 | You | "What's so funny about that?" |
|
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655 | Joyce Messier | "Nothing, nothing, it's just..." She wipes a tear from her eye. "True, that's all. The uniforms, the language... Let's have another question about reality, shall we?" |
|
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656 | Joyce Messier | "Ah, yes. That is what counts, I suppose. For my part, I was more of a *New* girl." |
|
|
657 | You | "Okay, but... what *is* it? A definition..." |
|
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658 | None |
|
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659 | You | "Okay, that's Martinaise. What's *Revachol*?" (Continue.) |
|
|
660 | Joyce Messier | "Revachol -- Revachol is what you call a *city*." |
|
|
661 | You | "What kind of city is Revachol?" |
|
|
662 | Joyce Messier | She stares at you, head tilted to the side, with a slightly concerned look on her face. |
|
|
663 | None |
|
||
664 | You | "So I'm basically a lackey of capital?" |
|
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665 | You | "So I'm basically a thrall to foreign interests?" |
|
|
666 | Joyce Messier | "Well then. Reality *is* a strange place -- getting stranger by the day. Ask away, officer. I'll help however I can." |
|
|
667 | Joyce Messier | "The *Great* kind." |
|
|
668 | Inland Empire | As if it's self-explanatory, beyond patriotism. A fact. |
|
|
669 | You | "What makes Revachol great?" |
|
|
670 | Joyce Messier | "History, detective. They built this city to *resolve* History -- our part in it at least, our centuries." |
|
|
671 | You | "Okay. *Who* built this city?" |
|
|
672 | Joyce Messier | "The nations of the Occident. Or migrant workers from Semenine and Iilmaraa, depending on your creed." |
|
|
673 | You | "*When* was Revachol built?" |
|
|
674 | Joyce Messier | "In the Dolorian century, 380 years ago." |
|
|
675 | Joyce Messier | "We are standing on a fertile, self-sufficient island able to sustain up to 200 million people; in the middle of the Insulindic ocean -- the world's connective tissue..." She smiles. "It's where the money is." |
|
|
676 | You | "And why will it *resolve* History?" (Continue.) |
|
|
677 | Joyce Messier | "By that I mean conflicts. Ideological conflicts. The stuff of men." |
|
|
678 | You | "Why here?" |
|
|
679 | Joyce Messier | "They say it's where the *terrible* questions of our time will be answered -- the tensions are highest, the faultlines deepest." |
|
|
680 | None |
|
||
681 | None |
|
||
682 | You | "I want to know what *you* are." | Variable["pier.joyce_who_are_you_open"] |
|
683 | You | What is... (Think of something close to you.) |
|
|
684 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
685 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_esprit_service_history"] |
|
|
686 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_esprit_service_history"]) == false |
|
|
687 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
688 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.jooyce_esprit_white_failed_once"] |
|
|
689 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.jooyce_esprit_white_failed_once"]) == false |
|
|
690 | Esprit de Corps | The price of a 1.5 litre bottle of Commodore Red? The first line of the Firefighter's Code? Square root of three? I don't know what you mean by *something close to you*. Ask a normal question. |
|
|
691 | Esprit de Corps | It remains a mystery what you mean by this *something close*. This isn't about you. It's about *reality*. |
|
|
692 | None |
|
||
693 | Esprit de Corps | Six kilometres southwest -- in the Valley of Dogs -- junior officer Chad Tillbrook takes aim at a rabid, black dog licking its wounds in the grass. |
|
|
694 | Esprit de Corps | To his left, his partner Émile Mollins whispers: "You heard what happened to Tequila Sunset? In Martinaise?" |
|
|
695 | Esprit de Corps | "Yes, he lost his mind," Tillbrook answers, finger on the trigger. "Don't worry, Émile..." He pulls on it slowly. Slowly now... "He'll find it again." |
|
|
696 | You | "Are you sure he didn't die of auto-erotic asphyxiation?" | IsTHCFixed("guillaume_le_million") |
|
697 | None |
|
||
698 | Joyce Messier | "You can't get a venereal disease from that, can you?" |
|
|
699 | None |
|
||
700 | You | What is... (Reach for something fundamental.) |
|
|
701 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
702 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_conceptualization_white_what_world"] |
|
|
703 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_conceptualization_white_what_world"]) == false |
|
|
704 | Conceptualization | A strange coldness comes over you, as you look at the world. The waves sway the sloop, slowly. That's all. |
|
|
705 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
706 | Joyce Messier | IsTHCPresent("jamais_vu") |
|
|
707 | Joyce Messier | (IsTHCPresent("jamais_vu")) == false |
|
|
708 | None |
|
||
709 | Conceptualization | It's on the tip of your tongue -- a *doubt* of sorts, already in your head -- but it's not fully formed yet. You have to wait and return to this later, once the *Jamais Vu* thought is complete. |
|
|
710 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
711 | Joyce Messier | IsTHCFixed("jamais_vu") |
|
|
712 | Joyce Messier | (IsTHCFixed("jamais_vu")) == false |
|
|
713 | Conceptualization | The doubt is fully formed in your head -- the alien feeling persists -- you just can't *word* the question yet. You have to complete the *Jamais Vu* thought first. |
|
|
714 | Conceptualization | What is... all of this? The scent, the sound, the air? |
|
|
715 | Shivers | OF REVACHOL. |
|
|
716 | Joyce Messier | "Indeed. There is a term of endearment they coined for it. In the Dolorian century, when humanity was *high* on this world, discovering more and more of it -- these archipelagos included..." |
|
|
717 | Encyclopedia | The Confederate Republic of Mesque -- the world's largest state by territory -- has fallen into an especially nihilistic strain of nationalism lately. |
|
|
718 | None |
|
||
719 | None |
|
||
720 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
721 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
|
|
722 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
|
|
723 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Ma'am." He turns to her again. "This philosophical police detective is very *sensitive* and *impressionable* because of his recent medical episode." |
|
|
724 | You | "What is pale?" | Variable["pier.joyce_reality_pale_question_unclocked"] and IsKimHere() == false |
|
725 | You | "Got it. Tell me something else then." |
|
|
726 | Joyce Messier | "Of course." She seems slightly relieved. |
|
|
727 | None |
|
||
728 | None |
|
||
729 | Joyce Messier | "Achromatic, odourless, featureless. The pale is the enemy of matter and life. It is not *like* any other -- or *any* thing in the world. It is the transition state of being into nothingness." |
|
|
730 | Logic | The negation of being. |
|
|
731 | You | "The negation of..." |
|
|
732 | Joyce Messier | "That's right -- the negation of being." She tightens her hood around her neck, it's cold outside. |
|
|
733 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
734 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_pale_logic_negation"] |
|
|
735 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_pale_logic_negation"]) == false |
|
|
736 | You | "Is it... here?" (Look around.) |
|
|
737 | You | "What are its physical qualities?" |
|
|
738 | You | "Is it *the pale* or *pale*?" |
|
|
739 | You | "If we're surrounded by pale, how do you get from isola to isola?" |
|
|
740 | You | "The pale can damage the mind?" | Variable["pier.joyce_palebranch_mind_damage"] |
|
741 | You | "What is *entroponetic*?" | Variable["pier.joyce_palebranch_entroponetics"] == true |
|
742 | You | "How much pale is there compared to the world?" |
|
|
743 | You | "Let's return to reality, please." (Conclude.) |
|
|
744 | Joyce Messier | "No, detective, we're safe." She points to the sea. "It begins there, 6,000 kilometres to the north, and even more to the south, east, and west. You are in the middle of the isola." |
|
|
745 | Inland Empire | As your gaze instinctively turns north, a small black pit opens up in your stomach. |
|
|
746 | Half Light | You hear your pulse rise, the air feels caustic and cold suddenly. |
|
|
747 | You | "And... (point north) ...there?" |
|
|
748 | You | "Six thousand kilometres from the end of the world?" | Variable["pier.joyce_pale_inland_kilometres"] |
|
749 | Joyce Messier | "Yes -- that is enough. Many cities are built *much* closer." |
|
|
750 | Joyce Messier | "An uproar of matter, darling, *rising* into the pale. Rolling. Evaporating even, a great vision. The area of transition between the world and the pale is called *porch collapse*." |
|
|
751 | Joyce Messier | "Imagine a grey coronal mist, cold vapour, marked by spores of an opportunistic microorganism -- a mould that's adapted to grow at the edge of the unrest. It's..." |
|
|
752 | Joyce Messier | "It's difficult to describe -- or even measure -- something whose fundamental property is the suspension of properties: physical, epistemological, linguistic..." |
|
|
753 | Joyce Messier | "The further into pale you travel, the steeper the degree of suspension. Right down to the mathematical -- *numbers* stop working. No one has yet passed the number barrier. It may be impossible." |
|
|
754 | Rhetoric | There's a slippery article in there... |
|
|
755 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
756 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_rhetoric_article"] |
|
|
757 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_rhetoric_article"]) == false |
|
|
758 | Joyce Messier | "Pale when it's particular -- this territory of pale -- *the* pale when it's pale in its entirety. Once you've seen it..." She tosses her head. "Language balks at the difference." |
|
|
759 | Joyce Messier | "Oh, it is..." Her lungs deflate, her words sound like a sigh, "...*so* difficult for us." |
|
|
760 | Perception (Hearing) | A squall of birds, hardware operating in the harbour. Firm, self-evident. |
|
|
761 | Joyce Messier | "It is possible to force dimensions on the pale -- in modern times we can even compress its latitude, bouncing radio waves from one end to the other. Shortening the path." |
|
|
762 | Joyce Messier | "But it is still hard for humans to navigate the pale without getting lost. Or having our minds damaged." |
|
|
763 | Joyce Messier | She closes her eyes and breathes out heavily: "... the most *disco* thing you will ever see." |
|
|
764 | Joyce Messier | "Extensively." |
|
|
765 | You | "How?" |
|
|
766 | Joyce Messier | "Some say the damage stems from extreme sensory deprivation. Others argue that pale somehow *consists* of past information, that's degrading. That it's rarefied past, not rarefied matter." |
|
|
767 | Joyce Messier | "They call it *the blend-over of the self*. The pale does not only suspend the laws of physics, but also the laws of psychology, maybe History, even... The human mind becomes over-radiated by past." |
|
|
768 | Rhetoric | Who says and who argues? |
|
|
769 | You | "Who says and who argues?" | Variable["pier.joyce_pale_ency_arguesay"] |
|
770 | Joyce Messier | "The logical positivists say -- the dialectical materialists argue." |
|
|
771 | You | "What does this over-radiation feel like?" |
|
|
772 | Joyce Messier | "It feels terrible. Absolutely terrible. International standards strictly limit civilian travellers to six days of pale exposure per year..." |
|
|
773 | Logic | It's more for her -- way more. |
|
|
774 | Joyce Messier | "Up to my gills, officer." |
|
|
775 | You | "*You're* not a civilian passenger?" |
|
|
776 | You | Let it go. |
|
|
777 | None |
|
||
778 | Joyce Messier | "No, nameless detective of the Citizens Militia. I am a member of the *Entroponetic Business Class*. I'm cleared and trained for 22 days of pale transit annually." |
|
|
779 | Empathy | Perhaps that explains her strange pining after the Revolution? Some degraded early memories... |
|
|
780 | You | "Are *you* over-radiated?" |
|
|
781 | You | "*You're* not a civilian passenger?" |
|
|
782 | Joyce Messier | She's looking out toward the sea, what at, it's hard to say. |
|
|
783 | Inland Empire | She's over-radiated. And then some. |
|
|
784 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
785 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_revolutionary_melancholy"] |
|
|
786 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_revolutionary_melancholy"]) == false |
|
|
787 | None |
|
||
788 | None |
|
||
789 | None |
|
||
790 | None |
|
||
791 | None |
|
||
792 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
793 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_harrier"] |
|
|
794 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_harrier"]) == false |
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795 | Joyce Messier | "No, Lieutenant Du Bois. I'm 'Entroponetic Business Class.' I'm cleared -- and trained -- for 22 days of pale transit annually." |
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796 | None |
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797 | Joyce Messier | "*Entroponetics*," she corrects, "is the scientific study of the pale. Or a recent iteration of it, by way of Graad. The study of the pale reaches back 6,000 years -- the Perikarnassians called it the Western Plain." |
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798 | Rhetoric | They had not travelled the entire circumference of the Perikarnassian super-isola. It was not merely in the West -- it was everywhere. Even then; surrounding them... |
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799 | You | "Did they... cross it? The Western Plain?" |
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800 | Joyce Messier | "There *are* signs of pretermodern crossings. Successful navigation of the pale relies not just on technical know-how, but intensive psychological preparation. Some of these tactics have been known for thousands of years." |
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801 | You | "What has entroponetics changed then?" |
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802 | Joyce Messier | "Nothing. We remain powerless before the pale. The only real advance in pale transit is the speed with which an aerostatic craft can pierce it. Less exposure leads to less... *effects* later." |
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803 | You | "Aerostatic craft?" |
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804 | Joyce Messier | "Hybrid airships, detective. Conventional rotors or jet engines no longer add velocity after the point of reference for motion is suspended -- once you've crossed from near pale to far pale..." |
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805 | Joyce Messier | "In essence, we throw them in and they come out the other end -- if we throw them precisely." |
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806 | You | "If we do not?" |
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807 | Joyce Messier | "Then they don't." |
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808 | None |
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809 | Joyce Messier | "The pale outweighs reality two to one -- there is more pale than there is matter. And the ratio is slipping." |
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810 | You | "Slipping how? To our detriment or..." |
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811 | Joyce Messier | "What do you think, detective?" She looks you in the eye. |
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812 | You | "It's shrinking. There is more and more of the world." |
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813 | You | "It's growing. There is more and more of the pale." |
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814 | Joyce Messier | "Oh no, detective -- it's not. One of the few measurable effects of the pale is that it is expanding at an unknown rate." |
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815 | Joyce Messier | "Precisely. One of the few measurable effects of the pale is that it is expanding at an unknown rate." |
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816 | Joyce Messier | "An intuitive conclusion of that development is that one day the pale will cover everything -- but this sort of talk is mostly left to extremists." |
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817 | You | "It's not extreme at all. It's going to happen." |
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818 | You | "Cover *everything*? That can't be. Where would we go..." |
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819 | Joyce Messier | "Most people -- and indeed most private and government sector organizations; entire civilizations and religions even -- find handy ways to ignore, or downplay that knowledge." |
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820 | Joyce Messier | "I suggest you do the same." |
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821 | None |
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822 | Joyce Messier | "Yes, sweet reality," she stomps her foot. "But before we do, tell me detective..." |
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823 | Joyce Messier |
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824 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
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825 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
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826 | Joyce Messier | "Is this the first time you're hearing this? Do you really not remember anything?" |
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827 | Joyce Messier | "This isn't really an inquiry, is it? You can't remember a single thing -- this is the first time you're hearing about any of this." |
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828 | You | "You're right. This is all new to me." |
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829 | You | "No. Nothing like that." |
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830 | You | "I'd like to discuss something else, if you don't mind." |
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831 | Joyce Messier | "Of course, how *silly* of me. Another basic term perhaps?" She stands attentively. |
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832 | Drama | There is no way in *any* reality that she's still buying your *shtick*. Better drop it. |
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833 | None |
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834 | Joyce Messier | "Of course, pardon my prying -- another basic term perhaps, or..." She stands attentively. |
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835 | None |
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836 | You | "Nothing. Just alcohol fumes and blackout." |
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837 | You | "I sometimes sense vague shadows of a past, and it's not good." |
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838 | You | "I'm getting a sense of who I am, but no, I didn't know this." |
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839 | Joyce Messier | "Then tell me -- what do you *think* of the pale?" |
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840 | Joyce Messier | "Beyond curious... Tell me -- what do you *think* of the pale?" |
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841 | None |
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842 | You | "It's terrifying." |
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843 | You | "You were right. It's disco." | Variable["pier.joyce_paledisco"] |
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844 | You | "It will end all life." |
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845 | You | "Its advance can only be stopped with immediate, total, ruthless Communism." |
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846 | You | "A powerful anti-communist force. Perhaps *too* powerful... but still. They have it coming." |
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847 | You | "I'm worried. I have to say, it doesn't sound very *liberal* to me." |
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848 | You | "I don't know how you've all survived with it -- it's a huge accomplishment." |
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849 | You | "Who am I to think *anything* of it?" |
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850 | Joyce Messier | "Hmhm..." Her eyes tense. Crow's feet radiate from them. She observes you: your bloodshot eyes and swollen face. |
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851 | Endurance | Your ailing constitution, sweaty forehead, the beads there and your heavy breathing. |
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852 | Joyce Messier | "You really didn't know. This does *not* spell good for the investigation, detective. If you don't know even this, then..." She stops mid-sentence. |
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853 | You | "I'll handle it. It's under control." |
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854 | You | "Yes. I'm in serious trouble here." |
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855 | You | "This investigation will be my masterpiece. The one they remember me by. I promise." |
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856 | You | "It'll be a fucking disaster, I know it. All those people will die." |
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857 | Joyce Messier | "Your colleague, Lieutenant Kitsuragi, is competent. I checked up on him. And you have me -- I will try to assist you in any way I can." |
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858 | Joyce Messier | "I hope so, I truly do. If I may suggest -- hold on to your colleague Kitsuragi. I ran a check on him and he is very competent. In the meanwhile..." |
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859 | Empathy | Some of that assurance is meant for herself, as much as it's meant for you. She must have *a lot* on the line here. |
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860 | Empathy | Some of that assurance is meant for herself, as much as it's meant for you. She must have *a lot* on the line here. |
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861 | Joyce Messier | "...you have me -- I will assist you in any way I can. Even if we have to do it one basic term at a time." She gives you a slight bow. |
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862 | Joyce Messier | "Even if we have to do it one basic term at a time." She gives you a slight bow. |
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863 | Joyce Messier |
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864 | Joyce Messier | Variable["jam.paledriver_greeting_done"] |
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865 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["jam.paledriver_greeting_done"]) == false |
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866 | Logic | Someone *else* you've met may have been *exposed* as well. The strange grey-haired woman in her lorry. |
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867 | You | "Do *lorry drivers* pass the pale?" | Variable["jam.paledriver_greeting_done"] |
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868 | Joyce Messier | "Yes. Carried in the hulls of airships," she nods. "It's a horrific job. Automation will abolish it, soon." |
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869 | Endurance | An acidic smile on her lips. It's getting worse every year. |
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870 | Visual Calculus | Gone -- like a skipping stone beneath the surface. |
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871 | Joyce Messier | "One and all," she closes her eyes. "They say pale is death, but for the Universe." |
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872 | You | "Off we go into the wild pale yonder." |
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873 | You | Stay silent. |
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874 | Joyce Messier |
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875 | Joyce Messier | Variable["yard.hanged_talk_wild_pale_yonder"] |
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876 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["yard.hanged_talk_wild_pale_yonder"]) == false |
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877 | Inland Empire | *Off we go...* you see the hanged man's mouth open. |
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878 | Joyce Messier |
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879 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_inalnd_yonder"] |
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880 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_inalnd_yonder"]) == false |
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881 | You | Gulp. |
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882 | Joyce Messier | "It doesn't look like you're *doing* the same. The suggestion was meant in earnest, detective. Live life." |
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883 | Inland Empire | Why should we just leave and leave -- and the world get left behind? |
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884 | You | "That we continue to persist at all is a testament to our faith in one another." |
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885 | You | Ask for Kim to step away while you discuss the pale. | Variable["pier.joyce_pale_kimturndown_one"] and Variable["TASK.what_is_pale"] and Variable["TASK.what_is_pale_done"] == false and IsKimHere() |
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886 | Joyce Messier |
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887 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_volition_white_to_get_kim_to_step_away_pale_succeeded"] |
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888 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_volition_white_to_get_kim_to_step_away_pale_succeeded"]) == false |
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889 | Volition | Good idea. Just ask him. He won't make a scene. |
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890 | Volition | Yeah, you still aren't over the fear that something bad might happen. He expressly said you've had enough excitement for today. |
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891 | Volition | ...is what you want to do. But should you? He expressly stated you shouldn't hear about it. What if it renders you mad? Or catatonic? *Or* makes you lose your memory again? |
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892 | Joyce Messier |
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893 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_volition_white_kim_failed_once"] |
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894 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_volition_white_kim_failed_once"]) == false |
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895 | Joyce Messier | "Yes?" She's waiting for another term. |
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896 | None |
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897 | You | "Kim, can I talk to the ma'am alone for a second?" |
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898 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Fine." He steps away with his notes. |
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899 | Joyce Messier |
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900 | Joyce Messier | Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] |
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901 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"]) == false |
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902 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Fine." He steps away with his notes. |
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903 | You | "Now -- what is the pale?" |
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904 | None |
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905 | Joyce Messier |
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906 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_kim_away_for_pale_question"] == true and IsKimHere() |
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907 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_kim_away_for_pale_question"] == true and IsKimHere()) == false |
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908 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Good." The lieutenant returns. "You have not passed out from it. Perhaps I worried for nothing... Are we still on the reality low-down -- or should we do actual policework now?" |
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909 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Good." The lieutenant returns. "You have not passed out from it. Perhaps I worried for nothing... Are we still on the reality low-down -- or should we do actual policework now?" |
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910 | Joyce Messier |
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911 | Joyce Messier | Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] |
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912 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"]) == false |
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913 | Joyce Messier |
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914 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_kim_away_for_pale_question"] == true and IsKimHere() |
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915 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_kim_away_for_pale_question"] == true and IsKimHere()) == false |
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916 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Good." The lieutenant returns. "He has not passed out from it. Perhaps I worried for nothing... Are we still on the reality low-down -- or should we do actual policework now?" |
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917 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Good." The lieutenant returns. "He has not passed out from it. Perhaps I worried for nothing... Are we still on the reality low-down -- or should we do actual policework now?" |
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918 | Joyce Messier |
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919 | Joyce Messier | Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"] |
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920 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["TASK.ask_about_ruby_in_village"]) == false |
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921 | None |
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922 | None |
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923 | None |
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924 | None |
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925 | None |
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926 | Joyce Messier | "No, but... please. A *little* context. We're not in such a hurry." |
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927 | Rhetoric | We have time for you to tell me why you need a *reality lowdown*. |
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928 | None |
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929 | Joyce Messier | "We are where we are. I have no truer answer to give, unfortunately." She watches you closely as you scan the horizon. |
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930 | You | "Hah -- and what *is* this Revolution I keep hearing about?" |
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931 | Joyce Messier | "It's quite easy: every hundred years or so our species gets together to decide what's next: who gets shot in the head and who gets the mineral rights -- it's a real *kerfuffle*." |
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932 | Joyce Messier |
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933 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_electrochem_blast_hard"] |
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934 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_electrochem_blast_hard"]) == false |
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935 | Joyce Messier |
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936 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_savoir_return_without_kim"] |
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937 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_savoir_return_without_kim"]) == false |
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938 | Rhetoric | This is not going to happen with the lieutenant present -- unless you can convince him to step aside. |
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939 | Volition | See? What can he do. You're a grown man. |
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940 | None |
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941 | You | "You needn't have worried." |
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942 | You | "That was fucking insane. Kim." |
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943 | You | "Right. Let's get to work lieutenant." |
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944 | You | "Some more reality lowdown before we go." |
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945 | Joyce Messier | "I am happy to oblige." She awaits your question. |
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946 | Joyce Messier | "Good luck, detectives." She nods you good-bye. |
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947 | Kim Kitsuragi | "But I did. Anyway..." He looks around, a little uncomfortable now. |
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948 | Esprit de Corps | Dammit, you're a grown man, the lieutenant thinks. Shouldn't have gotten *protective* here. |
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949 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Yes, well..." he thinks. "The rest of us have dealt with it for thousands of years, so..." He looks around, a little uncomfortable now. |
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950 | Esprit de Corps | You will have to deal with it too, the lieutenant thinks. This is why I didn't want you to know. |
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951 | You | "What was the RCM again?" | Variable["pier.joyce_rcm_hub_reached"] |
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952 | Rhetoric | He's being sarcastic. |
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953 | None |
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954 | Joyce Messier | "Yes, lieutenant. Permit me to conclude with this -- *who* you are -- to me -- is the police. The only legitimate law enforcement authority in Revachol." |
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955 | Joyce Messier | "So, permit me to conclude with this -- *who* you are -- to me -- is the police. The only legitimate law enforcement authority in Revachol." |
|
|
956 | Joyce Messier | "Steel yourself, officer," she says in a reassuring manner. "Your colleague, Lieutenant Kitsuragi -- he is competent. I checked up on him. And you also have me -- I will try to assist you in any way I can." |
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|
957 | Joyce Messier |
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||
958 | Encyclopedia | All right. We're in. I know these *all* look good, but begin with the first, okay. |
|
|
959 | Suggestion | All right. You're in. Begin with the first one -- you'll appear *worldly*. |
|
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960 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
961 | Joyce Messier | Variable["coast.joyce_enclyclo_first_first"] |
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962 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["coast.joyce_enclyclo_first_first"]) == false |
|
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963 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
964 | Joyce Messier | IsKimHere() |
|
|
965 | Joyce Messier | (IsKimHere()) == false |
|
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966 | Kim Kitsuragi | "This has been informative, thank you ma'am. I'm sure my memory-impaired partner has *many* more questions to ask..." He turns to you. "...about even more fundamental aspects of reality..." |
|
|
967 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Might I suggest *not* asking them all right now? Ma'am Messier will be here later too. And tomorrow. Isn't that true, ma'am?" |
|
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968 | Joyce Messier | "Absolutely -- my commitment here is long term." |
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969 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
970 | Joyce Messier | Variable["TASK.get_reality_lowdown_done"] |
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971 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["TASK.get_reality_lowdown_done"]) == false |
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972 | None |
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973 | You | "But won't I be *lazy* if I don't do it all now?" |
|
|
974 | You | "You're right lieutenant. I'll continue later." |
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|
975 | You | "But I want to know everything now." |
|
|
976 | Kim Kitsuragi | "Of course not," He shakes his head. "You're *already* diligent for getting this far -- and diligent boys remember where they left off." |
|
|
977 | Kim Kitsuragi | He nods. "It's better not to eat all your candy at once." |
|
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978 | Kim Kitsuragi | "That is understandable -- but *perhaps* it's better not to eat all your candy at once?" |
|
|
979 | Joyce Messier | "Indeed. I am always at your service." |
|
|
980 | None |
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||
981 | Suggestion | Everyone wants to talk about themselves. She will, in time. |
|
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982 | Inland Empire | Vast, lukewarm and unknowable. Flowing in and out of sight. |
|
|
983 | Inland Empire | This is one thought you *need* to complete. Where are you? |
|
|
984 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
985 | Joyce Messier | IsTaskActive("TASK.meet_lilienne_for_a_date")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
|
|
986 | Joyce Messier | (IsTaskActive("TASK.meet_lilienne_for_a_date")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
|
|
987 | Joyce Messier | "Actually, yes. The thought did cross my mind when Mademoiselle Lilienne earlier told me about the fresh produce these women sell to restaurants on the Delta." |
|
|
988 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
989 | Joyce Messier | Variable["whirling.necktie_personified"] and CheckEquipped("neck_tie") |
|
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990 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["whirling.necktie_personified"] and CheckEquipped("neck_tie")) == false |
|
|
991 | Horrific Necktie | Yes, and perform auto-erotic asphyxiation on yourself with your funny neck tie. Out in the open somewhere! |
|
|
992 | Esprit de Corps | "We always do." |
|
|
993 | Joyce Messier | "And if those authorities drink so hard they need help recalling the basic terms of reality -- well, I am here to help." She bows and smiles. |
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|
994 | Joyce Messier |
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||
995 | Joyce Messier | Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"] |
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|
996 | Joyce Messier | (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false |
|
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997 | Joyce Messier | "...and if the law officials of our nation need help with the basic terms of reality -- well, then I am here to help." She bows. |
|
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998 | None |
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999 | Inland Empire | Dark orange flames reflect in her green eyes. An oil fire on the ocean. |
|
|
1000 | Joyce Messier | "Wonderful." |
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|
1001 | Encyclopedia | ORG: Occident-Revachol-Graad. |
|
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1002 | Encyclopedia | ORG: Occident-Revachol-Graad. |
|
|
1003 | Reaction Speed | You should ask the Paledriver about this. See what she says. |
|
|
1004 | Inland Empire | That poor woman must have stories to tell like you wouldn't imagine... |
|
|
1005 | Conceptualization | The doubt is fully formed in your head -- the alien feeling persists -- yet something's still missing. You have finished mulling over the *Jamais Vu* thought, but your Conceptualization skills are not nuanced enough to make sense of it... |
|
|
1006 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
1007 | Joyce Messier | IsTHCCooking("jamais_vu") |
|
|
1008 | Joyce Messier | (IsTHCCooking("jamais_vu")) == false |
|
|
1009 | Endurance | Your stomach grumbles approvingly... the reality rhizome is opening up before your very eyes. |
|
|
1010 | Joyce Messier |
|
||
1011 | Joyce Messier | IsTaskActive("TASK.return_to_mhead_once_you_understand_reality")--[[ Variable[ ]] |
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1012 | Joyce Messier | (IsTaskActive("TASK.return_to_mhead_once_you_understand_reality")--[[ Variable[ ]]) == false |
|
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1013 | None |
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