conversations.from: system
conversations.value: In 2015, all the New World Orders came at once.  The Illuminati revealed their grand plan for the world.  Aliens landed on the President's lawn.  The Secret Pope's armies burst forth from their fortress, laying waste to all nonbelievers in their path.  Congress took off their flesh masks.  
  
  The outcome was chaos as schemes within plans within secrets imploded and collided.  But a few of the groups now fighting for control realized that they had common enemies.  So they founded a Committee for Cooperation, tasked with doing the jobs one group couldn't do on their own.  And for your sins, you were assigned to be member of this committee.  
  
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  -New World Order 2015 will be a laid-back, humorous game.  Creativity in character design is highly encouraged.  Create your own cards- the ones I provided are a starting point.
  
  -I'm looking for 4-6 players.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The doubts keep you up at night wondering what you could have done differently.
conversations.prefix: Doubt:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're open to suggestion and mind control.  You give up on things easily.
conversations.prefix: Weak-Willed:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A small room in an undisclosed location where the Committee for Cooperation meets to discuss its operations.
conversations.prefix: Committee for Cooperation Conference Room:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You want out of your secret society, but maybe they don't feel like letting you go.
conversations.prefix: Escape:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've learned occult secrets, and can put them to use.
conversations.prefix: Magic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a member of America's oldest secret society and a traditional foe of the Illuminati and more recently the Bilderberg Group.
conversations.prefix: Freemason:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're one of Catholicism's shock troops and a follower of the secret Pope (not the fake one they show to the public).
conversations.prefix: Swiss Guard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're in search of power, whether it's in the form of money, high office, or magic.
conversations.prefix: Power:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've got a will of iron and can fight through pain and mind control.  Nothing but death will stop you from achieving your goals.
conversations.prefix: Indomitable Will:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Normal science is for chumps.  You can quickly understand alien technology and jury-rig solutions to extraordinary problems.  Your creations aren't especially stable, but they usually work.
conversations.prefix: Mad Science:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're nuts.  Loopy.  Crazy.  Whatever the source, something is seriously not right with your mind.
conversations.prefix: Insane:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're an alien lifeform that takes over human (or alien) bodies and uses the to wreak havoc.
conversations.prefix: Bodysnatcher:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're part of a conspiracy.  Or are you fighting a conspiracy?  You'll remember after a few drinks.
conversations.prefix: Crazy Hobo:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've trained to master a wide variety of weapons, from the rapier to the plasma beam.
conversations.prefix: Weapons Training:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can bluster and lie with the best of them.
conversations.prefix: Fast Talker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a servant of the secret cabal of bankers and industrialists that rules the world... or at least would if it weren't for those pesky Illuminati.  The Illuminati and Freemasons are your natural enemies.
conversations.prefix: The Bildenberg Group:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've mastered the art of running, jumping, and punching things.
conversations.prefix: Athleticism:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You aren't human.  For whatever reason, you want to fix that.
conversations.prefix: Become a Real Boy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've been hiding in plain sight, wearing a flesh mask to hide your true nature.  Now, the masks are off.
conversations.prefix: Lizardmen:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You grew up with the writings of Karl Marx in the world of Adam Smith.  Your memories of actual Communism are somewhere between hazy and nonexistent, but you'll lay down your life to bring about the Workers' Revolution!  ZA RUS!
conversations.prefix: Oktoberists:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe your secret society has agents in places of power.  Maybe you're on a first name basis with an Elder God.  Maybe you know the phone number of every prostitute in the Greater Boston Metro Area.  Whatever the source, you know people who can make things happen.
conversations.prefix: Connections:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: For years they mocked you for your politeness and your accent.  They made snide remarks about Mounties, moose, and maple syrup.  They didn't realize it was all a disguise.  WHO'S LAUGHING NOW?
conversations.prefix: Canadian:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're one of the sons and daughters of Innsmouth, Massachusetts, and a worshiper of the fish god Dagon.  Through nameless rites, you've gained for yourself some of Dagon's strength, but who knows the cost?
conversations.prefix: Esoteric Order of Dagon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: MECHATRON STRONG.  MECHATRON ASSIMILATE ALL ELECTRONICS INTO SUPER-MECHATRON.  MECHATRON ARMIES RULE WORLD FOR 10,000 YEARS.
  (You're a robot, but a robot made by modifying existing technology.  You're less "Terminator" and more "Microwave oven on legs".)
conversations.prefix: MECHATRON:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're one of the aliens behind the abductions and cattle mutilations.  Where are you from?  What are your goals?  Why do you make crop circles?  You're the only one who knows this.
conversations.prefix: Grey:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a member of the great-granddaddy of modern secret societies.  You don't know what your secret masters plan (or even who they are).  Your orders are frequently confusing, but the rewards for following them well can be great.  You're an old rival of the Freemasons and more recently the Bilderberg Group.
conversations.prefix: Illuminatus:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're beholden to a secret society other than your primary one.  Maybe you're an Illuminati plant.  Maybe you're an actual plant passing as human.  Whatever the source, you have secrets and obligations beyond the norm for your society.
conversations.prefix: Double Agent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're fundamentally inhuman, lacking some of the patterns of thought that make baseline humans tick.  This weakness is recommended only for members of inhuman societies, such as followers of MECHATRON, Greys, Members of the Esoteric Order of Dagon, and Canadians.
conversations.prefix: Inhuman Mind:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You protect Truth, Justice, and the American Way by lying and killing extrajudicially.  Whether through an overdeveloped sense of patriotism or an underdeveloped sense of irony, you're the last line of defense between normal people and aliens.
conversations.prefix: Men in Black:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This may seem like a virtue, but morality just holds you back in this cutthroat secret world.
conversations.prefix: Conscience:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fighting a secret war takes its toll on the mind as well as the body.  You have flashbacks every so often, both to things you've seen and to things you've done.
conversations.prefix: Shellshock:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The government is coming to take your guns and make you marry a gay person.  You fight back the only way you know how- by collecting yourself with a bunch of friends and guns in a remote fortress compound and waiting for the ATF.
conversations.prefix: Liberty Citizens' Militia:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a militant xenophobe who transferred their hate from immigrants to real aliens.  The government denies the existence of aliens, but then again the government is mostly made up of lizardman imposters, so you don't pay them much heed.
conversations.prefix: Earth Defense Force:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're part of the secret occult society that trained Aleister Crowley.  They've given you occult secrets, and made you promise eternal servitude.  It's your choice whether to hold up your end of the bargain.
conversations.prefix: Ordo Templis Orientis:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes a secret society's true goal is lost in the clouds of secrecy and intrigue surrounding their actions.  You remember that goal- to help people.
conversations.prefix: The Greater Good:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're around members of another organization a lot, aren't you?  Why not bring a few of them around to your way of seeing things.
conversations.prefix: Turn an Asset:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The higher you are in your organization, the greater the rewards.  You want to see the view from the top.
conversations.prefix: Rise in the Ranks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've very risk-averse.  When you hear the call to adventure, you'll answer that you're coming in a moment and then run the other way.
conversations.prefix: Coward:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't play well with others- a liability when you're supposed to be working with them.
conversations.prefix: Uncooperative:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The magic or technology you use has taken its toll on your physical body, sickening, weakening, or otherwise impairing you.
conversations.prefix: Broken Body:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a master of persuasion and reading people.
conversations.prefix: Diplomatic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can use your knowledge of biology and physiology to heal the wounds of human and alien alike.
conversations.prefix: Medicine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have some sort of cybernetic implants.  If you're a robot, you have biological implants instead.
conversations.prefix: Technological Augmentation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The grave of Richard Nixon in Orange County, California.
conversations.prefix: Nixon's Grave:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An abandoned warehouse in Michigan.  It may or may not be home to a conspiracy to take over the world.
conversations.prefix: Abandoned Warehouse:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some members of CRUP with an attitude problem and baseball bats.
conversations.prefix: CRUP Thugs:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An elaborate series of biometric, digital, and mechanical locks keep the public out of an "abandoned warehouse".
conversations.prefix: Locks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: He doesn't know you're creeping around outside, but you'll have to find some way past him.
conversations.prefix: CRUP Warehouse Guard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If you want to get around unseen, you should probably do something about the cameras.
conversations.prefix: Security Cameras:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're stuck working together, so you should probably introduce yourself.
conversations.prefix: Meet and Greet:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: He's not that imposing physically, but if you don't stop him from running away he'll just go on to cause you more problems.
conversations.prefix: CRUP Scientist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: He may be a bionic abomination against all that is good and holy in this world, but at least he isn't a crook.
conversations.prefix: ROBO-NIXON:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The secrets of CRUP are contained in this little locked stainless-steel box.  Also, if you know secret societies somebody in the room has a self-destruct button for it, so you should get into it sooner rather than later.
conversations.prefix: Document Safe:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're special... very special... in the "I'm sorry my son just ate your shoes, he's a little bit special" kind of way.
conversations.prefix: Shortbus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Okay, they've been sleeping quite long enough. Time for them to get up and get ready for school already.
conversations.prefix: Wake the Outer Gods:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been hiding in plain sight, wearing a flesh mask to hide your true nature.  Now, the masks are off. Or are they?
conversations.prefix: Lizardmen Infiltrator:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've worn a mask for so long even you are sure what you really look like any more.
conversations.prefix: Master of Disguise:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fifteen years as a human inside a lizard suit inside a human suit has left even you unsure which side you're on.
conversations.prefix: Double Agent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If you can't beat them join them. Unless someone else has a better offer.
conversations.prefix: Rise in the Ranks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: When looking through the muddy haze of excessive drink, Jori can see the logic of all things. No need for false pretense or formalities, it's straight to the point. But wait, what were we talking about again?
conversations.prefix: Logic of the Inebriated:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: For some reason, Jori's drunken state is able to draw out the curious in people nearby. Maybe it's the look in her eye, or maybe it's because people aren't really sure if the words coming out of her mouth are serious.
conversations.prefix: Incredibly Distracting:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One of the perks of being a Man in Black is all the cool little toys that come with the job.
conversations.prefix: Spy Toys: