conversations.from: system
conversations.value: It might be the overwhelming din of the bells or the frigid water pouring down from the sprinklers but most likely it's more than a little of both that bring you to sudden wakefulness.
  
  The acrid smell of smoke seems to be fading with the artificial downpour but it still colludes with the general grime to obscure most of the light that might filter in from the city lights, through the tiny windows that are visible amongst the towers of crates and shelving.
  
  It's hard to tell quite how big the warehouse might be whilst you're in amongst the warren of crates but it's at least a couple of stories high and just at this moment it _feels_ cavernous.  
  
  The size of the place contrasts with the apparent nearness of the other figures.  You are not alone it appears and there are others stirring.  There's also one who remains still.  
  
  The figure at the center of you all is a girl maybe just shy of 20 years of age.  She has brightly dyed pink hair and smooth, pale skin.  Of most note, however, is the fire-axe burried in her chest and the blood that is still pooling around it and her.
  
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  This is a game set against a cyberpunk backdrop.  It will focus a fair amount of the PCs discovering their own recent history and quite where they fit into on going events as they try to piece together what is going on around them.
  
  I'm looking for up to 4 players as I want to put something of a close focus on them and their relationships and don't want to have to divide my attention between too many.
  
  There may well be exploration of some dark themes so I'll be tagging it NSFW.  I will canvas opinions about moving the game to private once we have a cast of characters.
  
  Feel free to customise cards to your taste for characters.  And please consider adding pictures to them.  It's not mandatory for this game but it does add a lot of nice flavour to your character.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ve got your own honor, your own steel, your own code in an ugly, dangerous world.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Tough As Steel
  
  Suggested Weakness: Malfunctions
conversations.prefix: Cybersamurai:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You cut and you kill for money — sometimes for more than money.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Deadly Accuracy
  
  Suggested Weakness: Cold-hearted
conversations.prefix: Razorkid:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A high-capacity encrypted databank in your head makes you valuable — and a target.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Dataport Programs
  
  Suggested Weakness: Broken Memories
conversations.prefix: Digital Courier:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The electric rush of cyberspace is why you go on living, job to job, challenge to challenge.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Hot Reflexes
  
  Suggested Weakness: Broken-Down Body
conversations.prefix: Matrix Cowboy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A cutting-edge style hacker and culture punk, reshaping the world through your art.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Famous Charm
  
  Suggested Weakness: Notoriety
conversations.prefix: Rockstar:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Other people’s business is your business. You’re in the intrusion racket, cracking privacy.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Streetwise
  
  Suggested Weakness: Guilty
conversations.prefix: Private Investigator:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your military history and training make you valuable. Your experience makes you dangerous.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Arsenal
  
  Suggested Weakness: Old Wounds
conversations.prefix: Soldier of Fortune:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In your bespoke suit, with that smile, you can change the planet.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Sterling Connections
  
  Suggested Weakness: Obligated
conversations.prefix: Zaibatsu Officer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Saving lives is your trade and business is booming.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Medical License
  
  Suggested Weakness: Addicted
conversations.prefix: Cybersurgeon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People need information if they’re going to fight for what’s right. You give it to them.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Great Sensors
  
  Suggested Weakness: Angry
conversations.prefix: Freelance Journalist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can take it. Whatever the beating, whatever the heartbreak, you can take it.
conversations.prefix: Tough As Steel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’re accurate with blades and bullets and words. You break hearts as easy as bones.
conversations.prefix: Deadly Accuracy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: That collection of stolen programmed skills you have serves you well. Plug and play.
conversations.prefix: Dataport Programs:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’re wired for speed in cyberspace and meatspace alike. Real life’s almost too slow now.
conversations.prefix: Hot Reflexes:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: People are dying to meet you, to impress you, to be charmed by you. You’re so cool.
conversations.prefix: Famous Charm:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know the politics and the landscape of the streets and how to get around alive.
conversations.prefix: Streetwise:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whatever it is — if it’s got an edge or ammo, from katanas to lasers — you can get it.
conversations.prefix: Arsenal:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know people in high places. You’re owed favors. You make things happen.
conversations.prefix: Sterling Connections:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Skilled and equipped, you can practice medicine, get drugs, and repair meat and metal.
conversations.prefix: Medical License:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whether they’re cybernetic or all natural, your eyes and ears are razor sharp.
conversations.prefix: Great Sensors:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Without regular upkeep, all those fancy cybernetics start to hiccup and misbehave.
conversations.prefix: Malfunctions:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve got to keep your feelings disconnected to do your job. Makes you distant. Cold.
conversations.prefix: Cold-hearted:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your head’s not right, riddled with blank spots and holes where memories should be.
conversations.prefix: Broken Memories:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The parts of you that aren’t wired and rehabbed are wearing down from hard use.
conversations.prefix: Broken-Down Body:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a nasty rep for doing nasty things and it’s not wholly undeserved.
conversations.prefix: Notoriety:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Cold guilt keeps you up, makes you doubt, gets you down. Can’t undo what you did.
conversations.prefix: Guilty:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your meat and your metal are plagued by the side-effects of old wounds from old fights.
conversations.prefix: Old Wounds:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your anger and spite hold you back, cause you troubles, make you less than you are.
conversations.prefix: Angry:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whether hungry or fed, your addiction causes you constant problems.
conversations.prefix: Addicted:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve got to act a certain way to be the best you — it’s like fighting with one hand tied.
conversations.prefix: Obligated:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Earn the funds necessary to get away, even for a little while, even if it’s hard.
conversations.prefix: Score Your Escape Funds:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You draw your strength from knowing you do the job right. The whole job. Do it right.
conversations.prefix: Do The Job Right:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe it’ll take money, maybe medicine, maybe something else, but you gotta get right.
conversations.prefix: Repair Yourself:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ll know you’re worthy when you can bring down a big target and survive.
conversations.prefix: Break A Big Target:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write and perform something that’ll make you a star again — or a bigger star, finally.
conversations.prefix: Make A Hit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This could be the job that helps you break free of this life for something better.
conversations.prefix: Get Out of This Trap:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is honor? How will you know when you’ve got it back? How will you keep it when you do?
conversations.prefix: Reclaim Your Honor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Fix what’s wicked in the world by enacting change from within. Make something better.
conversations.prefix: Change From Within:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Get someone clean. Get someone a fresh start. Maybe it’s you?
conversations.prefix: Get Someone Clean:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The world needs to open its eyes and look at itself. Make that happen.
conversations.prefix: Expose A Big Story:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Get a couple of good doses of whatever passes for your drug.
conversations.prefix: Score A Fix:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Get better guns.
conversations.prefix: Upgrade Your Guns:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Get the software, stims, or downloadable memories that’ll sharpen, heighten, brighten your mind.
conversations.prefix: Upgrade Your Mind:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Maybe your meat’s old or rusty, maybe you just want to look better. Get on that.
conversations.prefix: Upgrade Your Flesh:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You need a safe retreat, a place to hide or crash, where you can close your eyes.
conversations.prefix: Find A Safe House:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone’s lying to you. Learn something new.
conversations.prefix: Learn the Truth:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: People want you hurting or dead. Rise above and strike back.
conversations.prefix: Survive the Attack:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Close your eyes, recall the reasons, the faces, the feelings. Why are you doing all this?
conversations.prefix: Remember Why You’re Doing This:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Break the shell on that bad mother and watch what spills out into cyberspace.
conversations.prefix: Crack That Hostile Mainframe:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Score more money than you’ve got coming to you. Make them think you’re worth it.
conversations.prefix: Get A Raise:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A shiny, curved sword with a fine, delicate edge.
conversations.prefix: Monokatana:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A rapid-fire dart gun capable of delivering drugs and toxins.
conversations.prefix: Flechette Gun:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Black-market mycotoxin capable or eroding human memory engrams.
conversations.prefix: Memory-Corroding Chemical:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Big but sleek, quiet but quick, adorned with glowing paint and a hybrid engine.
conversations.prefix: Lectron Powerbike:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The new cutter program meant to overwhelm and confound defenses in cyberspace.
conversations.prefix: Cutting-Edge Anti-Security Program:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A data-stick encoded with kung-fu lessons. Load time is about 9 seconds.
conversations.prefix: A Kung-Fu Datapin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Records audio, images, atmospheric data, chemical traces, and more.
conversations.prefix: Full-Suite Recorder:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Unfolding fabric micro-computer for portable functionality wherever you go.
conversations.prefix: Microtablet:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Personal data stolen from some corporate database, maybe worth killing for.
conversations.prefix: Stolen Data:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A simple hand-held device with a three-inch laser torch emitter.
conversations.prefix: Laser-Cutter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A cramped, cheap coffin hotel in the city’s red-light district.
conversations.prefix: Coffin Hotel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Not a boat at all but a roving five-seat wagon and noodle bar. The owner’s connected.
conversations.prefix: Crowded Noodle Boat:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Polished concrete, greenish glass, shiny chrome — the paperless office once promised.
conversations.prefix: Gleaming Corporate Office Suite:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The free wilds of the digital consensual hallucination yawning between fortified servers.
conversations.prefix: Cyberspace:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Layers of ramshackle favela crisscrossed with escape hatches and secret passages.
conversations.prefix: Shanty Town:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A dirty, popular club crammed with holography and digital games.
conversations.prefix: Dead Channel Nightclub:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A place of deep carpets and soft sheets high above the city.
conversations.prefix: Posh Hotel Suite:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Metal arms and faux-flesh legs dangle from hooks drilled into a low ceiling.
conversations.prefix: Gray-Market Cybernetics Shop:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Tinted dark and shiny, brimming with Japanese whiskies, and almost certainly bugged.
conversations.prefix: Spacious Limousine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Luminescent paint glows on the black top, wet with acid rain.
conversations.prefix: The Street:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Don’t think of them as people. Think of them as things between you and freedom.
conversations.prefix: Night-Club Brawl:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Get off this roadway alive. Don’t let the motorgangs stop you.
conversations.prefix: Hostile Highway:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Run, jump, climb, drop — it’s time for some parkour-type stuff.
conversations.prefix: Rooftop Getaway:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They want to love you or hate you. Make it work for you.
conversations.prefix: Sway the Crowd:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Flickering light-up crime-scene tape around a forgotten crime scene. Find what they missed.
conversations.prefix: Dirty Crime Scene:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People, collectively, are animals — furious, ferocious animals. Get out of here.
conversations.prefix: Crazed Mob:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Like a 3D playing-card diamond gleaming in the matrix. Hardened with lethal ice.
conversations.prefix: The Biologique Mainframe — Cyberspace:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tinted-black cameras and white-hot lasers want you out, want you dead. Too bad for them, right?
conversations.prefix: Hot Security Systems:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It’s time to cut. Destroy evidence, steal the prize, whatever. Cut. Then run.
conversations.prefix: Smoke It With Laser:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The tech inside you is hanging, chugging, struggling to run. Get it right.
conversations.prefix: Lock-Up:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: She says her name’s Alexa Carter which means her name is anything but Alexa Carter.
conversations.prefix: Alexa Carter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: CEO of Biologique Unlimited, allegedly cloned from the old Cross crime family.
conversations.prefix: Virgil Cross:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Head of the Lectron biker gang known for anti-corporate activism and street violence.
conversations.prefix: Suzuki Kanon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hotshot tech and UI designer responsible for the newest popular cyberspace HUD.
conversations.prefix: Frederix Wu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Former CEO of a genetics company sold to Biologique. Looking for his next startup.
conversations.prefix: Javier Cruz:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bodyguard for hire. Expert with blades. Call her “Kelly” and she’ll show you.
conversations.prefix: Kell Glasner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: High on something and aching for a fight with anyone fool enough to try him.
conversations.prefix: Muscular Cyborg German Dude:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Lectrons are dangerous but highly organized and loyal to Suzuki Kanon.
conversations.prefix: Lectron Rider:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An anonymized, off-the-books corporate assassin with lethal skills. Sent by...?
conversations.prefix: Zaibatsu Assassin:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nefarious and brilliant cyberspace code-hacker and ice-breaker known only by his handle.
conversations.prefix: The Break:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You found this on the body in the warehouse.  It could very well be valuable to the right people.
conversations.prefix: An Interesting Trinket:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Why did you wake up next to the dead girl in the warehouse and who are these people around you?
conversations.prefix: What happened?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Now there's something you remember about DynTech.  It's probably relevant to your recent troubles but do you really want to share the rest of the group?
conversations.prefix: DynTech?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Who is this pink-haired girl and why was she killed?
conversations.prefix: Identify the Victim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A tattoo on a piece of skin, expertly removed from the pink-haired girl.
  
  It might prove of some relevance, hopefully before it starts to decompose.
conversations.prefix: Barcode Tattoo:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It may not be new, or clean, but it's sharp and could be useful in pinch.
  
  It also seems to be a murder weapon.  Maybe there's prints or something?
conversations.prefix: Fire Axe:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A fragment of memory - you remember what Blue Haze is and you think it may well be pertinent to current events.
conversations.prefix: Fragment: Blue Haze:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It really can't be stressed too much how useful it is to have a friend who can put your guts back in the right place when they've fallen out.
conversations.prefix: Befriend Akilah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Found on the dead, pink-haired girl.  What does the chip contain?
conversations.prefix: Data Chip:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A fragment of memory - you fuzzily remember what you were doing for the few days leading up to your awakening and it may have some relevance to events.
conversations.prefix: Fragment: The Job:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A small device, ticked near the spleen.  It's similar to an some of the crude devices that used to be used to push andrenaline into a borg but this one looks neater, more modern.  There may well be traces of what it was feeding left inside the resevoir.
conversations.prefix: Drug Injector:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: OK - it's more a chop-shop / street pharmacy than it is a clinic but who's counting?
  
  It's located at 76 South 43rd, in a somewhat risky area of town but the local gangs know to keep the place running if they want to be patched up after their fights.
conversations.prefix: Akilah's Clinic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The bells are near-deafening in this cavernous space and the sprinklers show no sign of ceasing the torrent of frigid water.
conversations.prefix: Alarms and Sprinklers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have been diagnosed with a fatal ilness.  You're not sure quite how long you might have but it's months rather than years.
  
  It's almost as if a weight has been taken off your shoulders and   fear for your own safety is no longer holding you back.
conversations.prefix: Nothing To Lose:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A cluttered, cavernous space littered with shelving and crates.
  
  It's where our story begins.
conversations.prefix: The Warehouse:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: What secrets does the dead body hold?  
  
  Was it one of you companions that burried the axe in her chest?
conversations.prefix: The Dead Body:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A fragment of memory - you know who the unfortunate girl in the warehouse is.
conversations.prefix: Fragment: Victim's ID:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A fragment of memory - you know Bill the Mongoose and you suspect he may well be involved in recent events.
conversations.prefix: Fragment: Bill the Mongoose:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: DynTech Industries.  They're a player here and you're fairly sure you know why, at least in general terms.
conversations.prefix: Fragment: DynTech:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A young pink-haired girl who met an unfortunate end involving a fire axe and a dark warehouse.
conversations.prefix: The Victim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What secrets does the dead body hold?  
  
  Now that you have access to the right facilities you might be able to dig a little deeper.
conversations.prefix: The Dead Body:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Steve is a doctor and a pretty good one.  He'd probably be working in some fancy hostpital if he didn't also have a bit if a 'thing' for female patients.
  
  Instead he's now working the dead shifts at Akilah's clinic where he can be _mostly_ trusted.
conversations.prefix: Sleazy Steve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The local gangers aren't known for their tolerance and general sunny disposition.  It may well be worth cutting a deal to ensure your van remains your's and that noone gets to know about your visit.
conversations.prefix: Gangers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Why did you wake up next to the dead girl in the warehouse and who are these people around you?
conversations.prefix: What happened? (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're fairly sure you've seen that fire axe before and it wasn't embedded in a young pink-haired girl.
conversations.prefix: Fragment: The Axe:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Clearly you need to get away from this place before anyone seriously takes notice of what has happened here.  Surely the alarms are hooked up to some notification system?
  
  Getting somewhere you can get dry and warm would be nice.  Maybe that would be a better place to work out what's happened?
conversations.prefix: Get out, get safe:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The alarms may have silenced themselves but the sprinklers are still pouring water down from above and it's hellishly cold.
conversations.prefix: And still the torrent...:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's battered, it's stolen and it's a horrid shade of green.
  
  It also has a working engine and a spacious, if not comfortable, cargo bay.
conversations.prefix: The Green Van:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You need to find a place to sort yourselves out.  Shouldn't be too hard to find somewhere secure, discreet and where you're happy to take some shady characters and a corpse.
conversations.prefix: Get somewhere safe:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You need to work out what you're going to do next.
conversations.prefix: Formulate a plan:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's not as good as the primary and the primary isn't as good as what you would find in a corp facility.
  
  But - it has the equipment, sort of.
conversations.prefix: Secondary Operating Theatre:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whatever way you want to do it, it's probably best that he's not left to carry on.
conversations.prefix: Deal with Steve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Akilah will be here soon and she's not likely to be happy.  If you're quick about it mabybe you'll get out of here before she arrives, or before she's finished screaming at Steve at least.
conversations.prefix: Getting in and out again:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: She runs the clinic on 76 South 43rd and she does a good job of keeping it going regardless of the obstacles in her way.
  
  Consquently she's pragmatic about life (and death).
conversations.prefix: Akilah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Every corporation needs someone to do their dirty work. You've got the job covered.
conversations.prefix: Corporate Assassin:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Enhancement is more than just trying to keep the edge to you. It's almost as though you're trying to outrun your very humanity. Every cruel atrocity you see becomes another bio-hack; every friend you outlive a new piece of chrome. The edge is your home, that sharp line between man and not-man. Nobody knows what might happen if you cross it.
  
  You're not entirely sure you haven't already.
conversations.prefix: Edge Runner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your body is hardly the one you were born with. Metal encases your bones, your muscles are electroactive polymers, and self-healing dermal plating lives just beneath your skin. You live faster and die harder than those around you, and that makes you better than they are.
  
  Doesn't it?
conversations.prefix: Chromed to the Gills:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pushing all that chrome costs a person. It costs them more than money. The meat parts can't keep up with the metal, and some things just can't be replaced. Life expectancy is reduced, psychoses emerge, and it becomes harder and harder to remember you're human. What does all that modification do to a person's soul?
  
  When was the last time you believed in a soul?
conversations.prefix: Displaced Humanity:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There was once a girl. She had pink hair and she was kind. From time to time, they would talk, and she would never ask questions he did not wish to answer. 
  
  Now, she lies on this dirty floor, carved from this world like a chunk of meat from a roast. A bag of skin, motionless forever.
  
  Were it anyone else, he could forget. 
  
  Were it anyone else, he could forgive.
conversations.prefix: A Pink Haired Girl:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People need information if they’re going to fight for what’s right. You give it to them.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Great Sensors
  
  Suggested Weakness: Angry
conversations.prefix: Freelance Journalist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whether they’re cybernetic or all natural, your eyes and ears are razor sharp.
conversations.prefix: Great Sensors:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your anger and spite hold you back, cause you troubles, make you less than you are.
conversations.prefix: Angry:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are capable of identifying the best course of action given the current circumstances.  As long as you've had the chance to think through the situation, you usually arrive at the right decision.
conversations.prefix: Pragmatic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A lifetime of planning and executing operations has made you good at thinking on your feet and planning for the future.
conversations.prefix: Tactical Planning:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know a guy, or two, or three. The kind of guys that are useful to know when knowing a guy is important.
conversations.prefix: Questionable Contacts:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can walk on it, but not well. It might even be broken.
conversations.prefix: Injured Leg: