conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ##Prologue
  
  Your alarm wakens you from sleep, pulling you from sweet dreams.  You lean over and turn it off, trying to shake the drowsiness from your mind.  But that fog of sleep won’t seem to lift, you can’t get your bearings, can’t get your focus.
  
  And that’s when it hits you…  Or doesn’t hit you.
  
  You don’t know what your alarm was set for.  You don’t know where you are.  You don’t know *who* you are.
  
  You sit up in a panic, desperately looking around the bedroom you woke in.  Your bedroom?  It has to be, right?  You may not recognize anything, but surely it must be yours.  You reach up to run a hand through your hair, and that’s when you see it…  A tattoo on your left forearm.
  
  You study it, knowing this must be a clue to who you are.  It must be important if you were willing to permanently mark yourself.  No matter how hard you think on it, though, the string of numbers means absolutely nothing to you.  Then, the unthinkable happens:  The number changes.
  
  ***
  
  ##About the Story
  
  The above scenario played out all over the world early one morning (EST, but in the middle of the night in other places), as every person suddenly found themselves without any memories, and with a countdown tattooed on their left forearm.
  
  A special few also found a brand new symbol tattooed on the inside of their right wrist.
  
  What does it all mean?  Who were you before the reset?  Why were your memories taken?  What is the meaning of the strange symbol tattooed on your right wrist?  Perhaps most importantly, What is the significance of the countdown tattooed on your left forearm?
  
  And you had better find out quick, because there are only 14 days before the clock strikes 0.
  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: On the inside of your right wrist is a tattoo of a semi-colon, new enough that it is still red around the edges.
conversations.prefix: Semi-Colon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: On the inside of your right wrist is a strange geometrical tattoo, new enough that it is still red around the edges.  The symbol may seem somewhat familiar, but you can't quite identify it.
conversations.prefix: Geometrical Symbol:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: On the inside of your right wrist is a tattoo of a triangle, with one edge not quite connected.  It is new enough that it is still red around the edges.
conversations.prefix: Unclosed Triangle:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: On the inside of your right wrist is a tatto of a Sanskrit-like symbol, new enough that it is still red around the edges.
conversations.prefix: Sanskrit Symbol:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: On the inside of your right wrist is a tattoo of a design combining an arrow and an infinity sign.  It is new enough that it is still red around the edges.
conversations.prefix: Infinity Arrow:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Please create your own strength.
  
  Note:  I like images, if you can include them.  It helps set a tone for your character.
conversations.prefix: Create Your Own:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Please create your own weakness.
  
  Note:  I like images, if you can include them.  It helps set a tone for your character.
conversations.prefix: Create Your Own:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Please create your own subplot.
  
  Note:  I like images, if you can include them.  It helps set a tone for your character.
conversations.prefix: Create Your Own:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your alarm wakens you from sleep, pulling you from sweet dreams. You lean over and turn it off, trying to shake the drowsiness from your mind. But that fog of sleep won’t seem to lift, you can’t get your bearings, can’t get your focus.
  
  And that’s when it hits you… Or doesn’t hit you.
  
  You don’t know what your alarm was set for. You don’t know where you are. You don’t know who you are.
conversations.prefix: Who Are You?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your alarm wakens you from sleep, pulling you from sweet dreams. You lean over and turn it off, trying to shake the drowsiness from your mind. But that fog of sleep won’t seem to lift, you can’t get your bearings, can’t get your focus.
  
  And that’s when it hits you… Or doesn’t hit you.
  
  You don’t know what your alarm was set for. You don’t know where you are. You don’t know who you are.
conversations.prefix: Who Are You?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your alarm wakens you from sleep, pulling you from sweet dreams. You lean over and turn it off, trying to shake the drowsiness from your mind. But that fog of sleep won’t seem to lift, you can’t get your bearings, can’t get your focus.
  
  And that’s when it hits you… Or doesn’t hit you.
  
  You don’t know what your alarm was set for. You don’t know where you are. You don’t know who you are.
conversations.prefix: Who Are You?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your alarm wakens you from sleep, pulling you from sweet dreams. You lean over and turn it off, trying to shake the drowsiness from your mind. But that fog of sleep won’t seem to lift, you can’t get your bearings, can’t get your focus.
  
  And that’s when it hits you… Or doesn’t hit you.
  
  You don’t know what your alarm was set for. You don’t know where you are. You don’t know who you are.
conversations.prefix: Who Are You?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your quest for answers leads you to venture outside.
conversations.prefix: Finding Help:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your own amnesia would have been one thing, but for four of you in the same area to wake up without memories?  Something bigger is going on here, and you need to try to figure it out.
  
  ((Each card you play on this challenge should be treated individually:
  
  If you play a strength card, your character manages to find some information (helpful or not).  If you play a weakness card, your search hits a dead end.))
conversations.prefix: Investigate:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Everyone needs to take a minute to just re-center themselves.  Calm down.
conversations.prefix: Calm the Chaos:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You seem to have a lot of practical knowledge, ranging from simple repairs to wilderness survival. Whoever you were, you did for yourself.  
conversations.prefix: Resourceful:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Things tend to get under your skin more than is healthy, and stay there longer than they should. You know you should let things go, but you tend to let the negativity simmer.    
conversations.prefix: Sullen:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There’s a nagging feeling in the back of your mind that you should make the best of this situation by helping out everyone you run across. Somehow, you know that it’s important.    
conversations.prefix: The Greater Good:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ve never been good at much of anything, but somehow you always get by. Some call it chance. You call it luck. And it’s your best friend.  
conversations.prefix: Lucky:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The world is scary people. Anyone could hurt you. Anyone could turn on you in a second, like a rabid dog and you wouldn’t have a gun to shoot it down. You’re afraid of what the world is beneath its smiling face.  
conversations.prefix: Afraid:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The world makes you shrink away. You’re not sure why. You just know nothing feels right and you want to find out what you would say if you only knew how.   
conversations.prefix: Find Your Voice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't know why, but you get a feeling of familiarity when you hold weapons, and despite your lack of memory you know how to use them
conversations.prefix: Weapons skill:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't know why, but every so often you begin to panic, your muscles tensing up, a terrible feeling of fear building up inside you. They don't last long, but they scare you, because you don't know what it is that causes them.
conversations.prefix: Panic attacks:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There is something from your past that you don't remember. Something important, crucial even. You have to find out what it is, for better or worse.
conversations.prefix: Regain your memories:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You instinctively know how to set people at ease. You’re great in social situations and easily make people like you.    
  
conversations.prefix: Charming:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can’t help but lie about everything. When it’s best to tell the truth, you lie. When you’ve got nothing to lose with the truth, you lie.    
conversations.prefix: Compulsive Liar:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If anyone knew what you were going through, they’d have you committed. You just want to get out alive, and safe.    
conversations.prefix: Stay Free:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes, when confronted with a threat, a rat, instead of learning to turn off the thing shocking them, or learning to get out of the way, will just lay there and die. Sometimes, you just are helpless.
conversations.prefix: Learned Helplessness :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: When faced with clues about your past, you have a tendency to want to ignore them.
conversations.prefix: Denial:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If something needs to be talked about, you talk about it. Straight to the point. There's no sense in hesitating.
conversations.prefix: Forward: