conversations.from: system
conversations.value: Welcome to Liberty, the pride of the frontier...the true heart of the Ol' West. What's left of it. No one quite reckons exactly what life was like before The Reckoning, only that the world was a sinful place. Thus, the Lord cast down his fire and brimstone and scourged the world of wickedness. That was a sight over 300 years ago, according to The Book of Jonah, the bible written by the Prophet Jonah. It was Jonah who brought light to the darkness and courage to those afraid. Jonah formed the Church of Angelic Salvation - and all those who "walked in the light", who were touched by the Lord, bore his mark. Some might call them mutants, but good folk, righteous folk, call them blessed. 
  
  The world after the reckoning is a changin'. Strange creatures roam the land and no one knows quite fer sure what's out yonder. Sure, there's some who done ventured out and most ain't never returned. And those that did...well, they had strange tales to tell. Tales of fearsome monsters and strange and exotic contraptions. Some whisper that things ain't quite what they seem, or that Reverend Elias Grimm, Liberty's moral leader and head of the Church of Angelic Salvation is hidin' something. 
  
  Most folk here, whether members of the flock or not, have one or more mutations. Normies send their kids to Camp Crossroads for their baptism when they turn 12 (and even then, they are usually the subject of gossip or stigma) or seek to pilgrimage to those spots of the Lord's light where they can be "touched by the light" themselves. Why, there's even an 'ol robot or three clankin' 'round these parts, salvaged and booted up from back before The Reckoning.
  
  Welcome to Liberty...a weird place to hang yer hat. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe you lost someone, or maybe you seen something you just can't explain, or maybe you just like the devil's blood too damn much...whatever it is, you can't seem to stay out of the saloon and sometimes, out of jail.
conversations.prefix: Drunk:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You remember the day, Walter took your son to Camp Crossroads. Said he was gonna seem him properly baptized and to hall with them gossipin' church folk. They never came back, but the gossip and the stares remain..
conversations.prefix: "Normie" Widow:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't care one way or the other about no church. Sure, you respect the Reverend and all, after all you, your wife, your five kids, you're all "touched" by the lord and you all have your own gifts.. but you've got a ranch to run. Them herds ain't gonna take care of themselves. 
conversations.prefix: Rancher:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your husband is a good, proper, church-going man and it's your job to see he stays that way. After all, behind every good man is a better woman. If he has power, YOU have power...and you'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way. 
conversations.prefix: Mayor's Wife:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can't fool all of the people. all of the time...but you sure as hell can fool MOST of them, most of the time. You've got cures for their concerns, elixirs for their aches, and ointments for their ailments. Now, step right up, what seems to be the problem, ma'am? Oh, really? I've got just the thing...
conversations.prefix: Snake Oil Salesman:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One things fer sure, you ain't never have to worry about retiring. The frontier is a dangerous place and when folks give up the ghost someone has to bury them. And really, no one needs to know if you dig a feller up once in a while to cash in on that silver tooth he was buried with, or that ring old Mrs. Watson was laid to rest with.
conversations.prefix: Gravedigger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know that the only way to succeed in this world is with a good head on your shoulders. And you intend to see to it that the children of Liberty receive a proper education, not just the words of the Prophet Jonah as delivered from the pulpit by Rev. Grimm, but some good ol' reading, writing, and arithmetic. You hear what some of the kids whisper about and to be honest, it's got you more than a little concerned. 
conversations.prefix: School Marm:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't call Liberty home. Sure, you pop in fer a spell, take in the sights, get supplies, but out there, under the stars, livin' out of yer pack...that's the life fer you.
conversations.prefix: Rambler:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Only so much to be done in Liberty and shoot...truth be told, life in town is boring. It might be hard work, mending fences, feeding cattle, doin' chores, but it's a whole lot better than sweepin' floors in some clapboard business.
conversations.prefix: Ranch Hand:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your original design was for basic maintenance and now, in the aftermath of the Reckoning, your reboot has left you those skills, as well as your autonomy. You are self-aware and self-owned. Jonah declared all robots to be "free" and it has been that way. But why not put your skills to use? It earns you a place to charge and you enjoy listening to the people tell each other things when they think no one else is listening. 
conversations.prefix: Maintenance Bot:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were designed to act as house staff and help before the Reckoning. Your skills include culinary, social etiquette, and basic correspondence. Now, you find yourself a "Free Droid" and have found employment in The Liberty Hotel, where you work at the front desk.
conversations.prefix: Service Droid:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: No, for the thousandth time, you. don't. have. FLEAS! Jeez...what's with these people? They haven't seen a talking, walking coyote before? You like my hat? Thank you. Finally, someone has something NICE to say. Now what's a coyote gotta do to get a drink around here?
conversations.prefix: Mutated Coyote:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pheromone Release - You can control/influence/create emotional resonances around you.
conversations.prefix: Physical Mutation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Chameleon Powers - Become your surroundings
conversations.prefix: Physical Mutation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Heightened Sense - your choice
conversations.prefix: Physical Mutation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Pyrokinesis - the ability to generate and control fire. 
conversations.prefix: Mental Mutation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Telekinesis - You can move things with your mind.
conversations.prefix: Mental Mutation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Animal Empathy - You can speak with and understand animals.
conversations.prefix: Mental Mutation :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Poor respiration -  some say it's the consumption. You know it's somethin' more and damnit...you can't breathe.
conversations.prefix: Physical Defect:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Diminished sense - Your choice
conversations.prefix: Physical Defect:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Diminished sense - Your choice
conversations.prefix: Physical Defect:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Fear Impulse  - Your Choice. What scares you?
conversations.prefix: Mental Defect:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fear Impulse  - Your Choice. What scares you?
conversations.prefix: Mental Defect:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Temporary Blindness - it comes on at the damnedest times
conversations.prefix: Mental Defect:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Head of the Church of the Angelic Salvation. The moral (and influential) leader of Liberty. He has two extra arms under his original two, plus a third that sprouts from his chest. This most often keeps the Book of Jonah right where it belongs...close to his heart. 
conversations.prefix: Rev. Elias Grimm:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: These pockets of land radiate an intense power and burning sensation that often makes people sick, as well as resulting in "changes" (mental and physical), if not death. 
conversations.prefix: Lord's Light:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Roving bands of intelligent, bipedal, weapon wielding wolves who hunger for human flesh. 
conversations.prefix: Wolfoids:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bolts strike the plains, searing down from the very heavens. It's an affront of nature. Crackling hellfire!
conversations.prefix: Lightning Storm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Part human-part machine, they intend to rescue you...even if that means stripping away your pieces, bit by bit, and replacing them with mechanical parts.
conversations.prefix: Cyberians:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sentient and mobile cacti, with poisonous quills.
conversations.prefix: Cactoids:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Woe to ye who gets on the bad side of Reverend Elias Grimm and The Church of Angelic Salvation.
conversations.prefix: Church Disapproval:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: S-7, the Sheriff Robot, takes the law very seriously. And he seems to be in tight with Rev. Grimm. Maybe it has something to do with that odd, red bracelet the Reverend wears?
conversations.prefix: The Law:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Security Protocol Droid. Seven feet tall, armed with a stun baton and slug thrower. Sheriff star painted on his chest. Tolerates no unlawful behavior in town. Seems to defer to Rev. Grimm.
conversations.prefix: Sheriff S-7:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Phasing -  You can pass through solid objects.
conversations.prefix: Mental Mutation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Time Stopper -  Hold your breath and the world stands still. 
conversations.prefix: Mental Mutation :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Heightened Sense - Your choice
conversations.prefix: Physical Mutation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Prehensile Tail - can hold and manipulate objects
conversations.prefix: Physical Mutation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nothing gets in your way of getting what you want.
conversations.prefix: Determined:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nothing shakes you. Don't matter how weird it is. You adjust and move on. 
conversations.prefix: Unflappable:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't need other people to tell you how to act, what to think. You have your own opinions and you are just fine with that, thank you.
conversations.prefix: Free Thinker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You ain't buyin' what they're sellin'....you got a nose fer askin' questions and an appetite fer' ferrtin' out the truth.
conversations.prefix: Question Everything:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a real charmer, a silver-tongued, personable, influential type.
conversations.prefix: Charismatic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're fast...as fast as them gunslingers from the ol' West Dime Novels
conversations.prefix: Quick Reflexes:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Lift that wagon so you can fix the wheel? No problem.
conversations.prefix: Strong:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Healthy as a horse...even one of them six-legged mustangs out there on the prairie
conversations.prefix: Fortitude:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a keen intellect. Book smarts and such.
conversations.prefix: Shrewd:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are wise in the ways of the world.
conversations.prefix: Street Smarts:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Personality Shift - Who said that?
conversations.prefix: Mental Defect:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Skin Structural change - do you have scales? Fur? An odd color? Your skin is visibly different. 
conversations.prefix: Physical Defect:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Money, land, power, information? You want something...and you won't rest until you have it all. 
conversations.prefix: Greedy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You got a weakness in your netherregions and you find it hard to be satisfied.
conversations.prefix: Lust :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You will suffer no insult, no affront to your good name. 
conversations.prefix: Pride:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Act first, think later... 
conversations.prefix: Hot headed:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Why do today what you can do next week?
conversations.prefix: Lazy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yellow? You callin' me yellow? I prefer practical, thank you. Perhaps even reserved. 
conversations.prefix: Coward:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Stygian weed? Whiskey? Gambling? Whatever it is, you got the itch...and the itch never stops. 
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You create your own truth, whatever suits you. And it's usually nowhere near the actual truth. 
conversations.prefix: Liar:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have your sights set on someone. Who is it? And what's in your way? The heart wants what the heart wants.
conversations.prefix: Love:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Is it land? Or to be Mayor? Do you want to be the next Reverend? You are tired of living in someone else shadow and it's time you got what you deserve. 
conversations.prefix: Power:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're not too sure you're buying all of this church and prophet stuff...what REALLY happened after The Reckoning? You intend to find out. 
conversations.prefix: Insight:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone wronged you...and you're gonna make it right. 
conversations.prefix: Revenge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Legends say that some kind of iron vehicle once rode these rails. You intend to find it...and get it working again. 
conversations.prefix: The Iron Horse:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One day, kids are gonna read about you in them dime novels. How you gonna do it? With your words? With a gun? With your discovery?
conversations.prefix: Make a Name for Yourself:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: No one seems to know what's more than 2 days out...or do they? Those who went out, ain't returned. You intend to push the boundaries and return to tell about it.
conversations.prefix: The Earth Ain't Flat:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You want to serve the Lord of Light and spread his word....the more normies you can baptize, the more of his gospel you can spread, the closer to him you will be when he calls you back from this forsaken world. 
conversations.prefix: The Lord's Servant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A giant, mutated, cyborg Grizzly Bear
conversations.prefix: Ol' Griz:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ornery, angry and itchin' for a fight. Part of Silas crew over at the National. Named Macy "8" on account of the four tentacles she has growing outta her back...hence, 8 limbs. 
conversations.prefix: Macy Eight:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Silas's bouncer and lead goon. He's a tough son of a bitch and good with a bowie knife. 
conversations.prefix: Ben Stone:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Bad stutter earned him his moniker “Simon Simon.” Nervous, weasel type. Runs the telegraph station and postal service. Despite his stutter, he talks a lot..to Silas and Rev. Grimm. 
conversations.prefix: Simon Simon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Drunk, no-good, pain in the ass....and that daughter of his ain't none good either!
conversations.prefix: Old Tom McCann:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stark white and positioned prominently at the southern end of town, this is where Reverend Elias Grimm delivers his sermons. It's a beacon of pride and hope in Liberty.
conversations.prefix: Church of the Angelic Salvation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Owner and operator of the National hotel and saloon..and one bad motha f@#cker
conversations.prefix: Silas Ward:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's been a month and folks want answers. What fell from the sky? Why do the stars look different? has anyone gone out there? People want answers and everyone has an opinion on how it ought to be handled. Everyone wants to be heard and this meetin' is out of control. Someone needs to get this meeting back on track. 
conversations.prefix: Mass Hysteria:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The indecisive and reluctant mayor. Some people say he's just a figurehead, that his wife, Marlene, really wears the pants and the title. Others say he's just a dog on Rev. Grimm's leash. And some...some say both. 
conversations.prefix: Mayor Branson Swift:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The mayor's wife. She likes the power, the prestige, the position...and she ain't gonna let her Branson screw it up. Not if she has anything to say about it...and she has a LOT to say about it. 
conversations.prefix: Marlene Swift:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Owned and operated by Silas Ward, this hotel and saloon is the only allowable place to get a drink in Liberty. 
conversations.prefix: The National Saloon:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Liberty ain't that big of a place. Two streets...and this is one of 'em. 
conversations.prefix: Main Street:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Dropped by Marlene Swift. Accidentally? Or on purpose? Whichever it is, it carries her perfume....
conversations.prefix: Lace Handkerchief:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pot luck dinners, bible study, daily hymns, prayer requests and special services; Everything you wanted to know about monthly events and goings on at The Church of the Angelic Salvation...
conversations.prefix: Church Bulletin:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Mayor Swift has a love for a good cigar and he's happy to share them with his friends...you are his friend, right?
conversations.prefix: Have a cigar!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: She lost her kids, she lost her husband and now she's lost her patience...and maybe her mind
conversations.prefix: Angry Widow:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Full of the good stuff for when you need a strong pull...
conversations.prefix: Flask:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mayor Swift has a love for a good cigar and he's happy to share them with his friends...you are his friend, right?
conversations.prefix: Have a cigar! (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Mayor Swift has a love for a good cigar and he's happy to share them with his friends...you are his friend, right?
conversations.prefix: Have a cigar! (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pot luck dinners, bible study, daily hymns, prayer requests and special services; Everything you wanted to know about monthly events and goings on at The Church of the Angelic Salvation...
conversations.prefix: Church Bulletin (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Pot luck dinners, bible study, daily hymns, prayer requests and special services; Everything you wanted to know about monthly events and goings on at The Church of the Angelic Salvation...
conversations.prefix: Church Bulletin (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pot luck dinners, bible study, daily hymns, prayer requests and special services; Everything you wanted to know about monthly events and goings on at The Church of the Angelic Salvation...
conversations.prefix: Church Bulletin (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Marlene whispered something in your ear, something important. And when Marlene whispers, you listen. 
conversations.prefix: Lipstick Whispers:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You carry that smokewagon like you know how to use it...and you do. 
conversations.prefix: Six-gun:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have done the Reverend a service and he won't soon forget that...as long as you stay in the Light. But he's fond of you, and that's a good thing. 
conversations.prefix: Grimm's Good Graces:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Marlene needs you to help her with...a matter. A little dirt that needs sweeping.
conversations.prefix: A Favor for a Friend:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The main house is on fire and it's goin' up quick! There are five children inside, and Clem and John Brown, and a couple of family dogs...
conversations.prefix: Ashes to Ashes:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The horses are screaming and that hay is goin' up quicker than a whore's skirt! The whole damn barn is gonna burn...
conversations.prefix: Barn Fire!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: John is dying. The kids are asking questions. The horses are spooked and it's all the other ranch hands can do to get them under control. 
conversations.prefix: Get Things Under Control:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone caused this...but who? Maybe there are clues?
conversations.prefix: Firestarter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That nail did a number on yer back. You might need some stitches....
conversations.prefix: Hurtin' for Certain:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: He was there, right? In the fire? He's dead, ain't he? Or is he alive somehow? In the flames...or, or in yer head? His whispers want you to do dark things, terrible things...but you ain't gonna let him win. You killed him one...now you need to put him to rest for good. 
conversations.prefix: Oh Brother Where Art Thou?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Glenn Porter might be rough around the edges and  smell like a pig's ass, but you and he get along just fine. Hell, Scrappy, you might be the only friend he has!
conversations.prefix: You've Got a Friend in Me:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Good for a few free rounds at the National, courtesy of Silas Ward. 
conversations.prefix: Drinks On the House:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know this flask, and you know those initials: T.M.
conversations.prefix: The Old Man's Flask:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're locked up and suspected of settin' the Brown Ranch afire...killing John Brown in the process. A lot of folk are saying you did it....
conversations.prefix: Prove Your Innocence:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're locked up and suspected of settin' the Brown Ranch afire...killing John Brown in the process. A lot of folk are saying you did it....
conversations.prefix: Prove Your Innocence (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You need to get those burns taken care of or you're not going to be able to handle that six-gun all that well. 
conversations.prefix: Get That Looked At:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Clem is grieving, Eli is hiding, the gunslinger is off to see the doc, and two are in jail...this posse is broken from the start. Maybe that was the plan...
conversations.prefix: Get the Wagon Rollin':
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's right there on the flask, and on the coin..T.M....Tom McCann. But he couldn't have started that fire, right? The sheriff has given you one hour to find out what Tom has to say and then bring him in.  
conversations.prefix: Fingers Pointin':
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Left under your glass when you went to relieve yourself? Slipped under your door? Dropped through the bars of your cell? It's a note alright, and it says: "*The truth is out there. The writin's on the wall*"
conversations.prefix: Crumpled Note:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A man is dead...and almost his children. Burned alive in his own house. And this good-fer-nothin' drunk did it. The hell with the sheriff. This is frontier justice!
conversations.prefix: Lynch Mob:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've seen enough accidents and slices on the ranch to know when someone's bad on the wrong side of something sharp. Ben Stone's limp and damp trouser thigh looks like a stab wound to you. And his excuse, reads like a lie. 
conversations.prefix: I ain't dumb:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sure, it's self-appointed...but not everyone needs to know that. 
conversations.prefix: Deputy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The old book is embossed with the same symbol on the posts along the iron rails. The pages are filled with schematics, maps, time schedules, passenger lists, and operating instructions. It's a train conductor's bible...and this one seems to be over 300 years old...from BEFORE the coming of the Prophet Jonah. 
conversations.prefix: The Iron Horse:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This....is my boomstick! 
conversations.prefix: Twin-barrel Scatter Gun:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bag full of survival gear. You just never know what you'll need out there. 
conversations.prefix: Trail Pack:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Waist high grass as far as the eye can see...great for the grazing herds of BuffaBulls. Ranches dot the landscape here and there, but it's a sea of grass stretching to the river due South, the woods due East and the mountains due West. And there's those iron rails running through it, like some kind of border.
conversations.prefix: SouthEast Plains:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A pack of hungry, angry RattleThumpers has you surrounded. Negotiation doesn't seem to be an option. 
conversations.prefix: RattleThumpers:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a general idea of where you should be headed, but it's a vast plain and the grass is high. You don't even know precisely what you're looking for...
conversations.prefix: A Needle in a Haystack:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone has to take charge and dammit, it might as well be you.
conversations.prefix: Leader:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whoa! Everyone slow down...let's talk about this, right? Cooler heads and all?
conversations.prefix: Voice of Reason:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You run The Liberty Bell, the town's one and only newspaper. If words are power, than you might be third in line after the Reverend and the Sheriff.
conversations.prefix: News Feller:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes you see things that ain't yet happened...or maybe they already did. It's not always clear and it don't always make sense, but if you touch something or someone, you can sometimes get a glimpse...
conversations.prefix: Second Sight:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Being able to entertain your "visions" is not always without cost. Sometimes the pain in yer head is so bad you think it might just split right open...but what'll come out?
conversations.prefix: Debilitating Headaches:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It was a wrinkled note, written in a scratchy handwriting, shoved in your coat pocket one day. Something about "truth being ...out there. The writin's on the wall..." Somethin' ain't right, you feel it....
conversations.prefix: The Truth is out There:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've seen the inside of a jail cell more times'n you can count. It ain't that you're *bad*... you're just bored and resentful is all. Drinkin', fightin', carousin', stealin'... you find ways to pass the time.
conversations.prefix: Troublemaker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Those strong opinions of yours are backed by an equally strong fire in your spine... and your tongue. Someone says somethin' stupid, you'll give 'em both barrels... or maybe just all four knuckles.
conversations.prefix: Temper, Temper:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Old Tom McCann, Cassie's pa, is a drunk, a layabout, and a good-for-nothing. But he's also the only family Cassie's got and, as long as he's around, Cassie'll make sure he's got food and a place to sleep it off.
conversations.prefix: The Old Man:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your father says you're old enough to helping, so he doesn't have to hire anyone. You're supposed to clean the floor, carry errands and of course help with the corpses.
conversations.prefix: Funeral Director Daughter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pyrokinesis - the ability to generate and control fire.
conversations.prefix: Mental Mutation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One things fer sure, you ain’t never have to worry about retiring. The frontier is a dangerous place and when folks give up the ghost someone has to bury them. And really, no one needs to know if you dig a feller up once in a while to cash in on that silver tooth he was buried with, or that ring old Mrs. Watson was laid to rest with.
conversations.prefix: Grave Digger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Poor respiration - some say it’s the consumption. You know it’s somethin’ more and damnit…you can’t breathe.
conversations.prefix: Physical Defect:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You and your brother sure made a mess of things. There are more gravestones in Liberty because of what you did. Now it's time to make it right, starting by burying the bodies you're responsible for. 
conversations.prefix: Redemption:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're trying, dammit! Some people just don't wanna let the past go, and you're getting real sick of it.
conversations.prefix: Fed-Up:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're pretty easy on the eyes, and that attracts romantic entanglements. Now, most of these entanglements don't last long, and some go pretty bad, so it's usually more a curse than a blessing.
conversations.prefix: Entanglements:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A sharp tongue can be a powerful tool. Or a weapon. 
conversations.prefix: Wit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whether it's your wits or your feet, you're fast, and you react to trouble with haste and alacrity. 
conversations.prefix: Quick:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The flip-side to quick reactions is reacting before you get a chance to think things through. 
conversations.prefix: Impulsive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not only were ya designed fer fixin junk, ya was made to move junk too-sometimes heavy junk. Really heavy junk.
conversations.prefix: Buns of Steel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Maybe you've had a bit too much to drink and ain't quite sure what is or isn't dangerous, or maybe it's something worth risking your hide for. Either way, ain't nothing gonna change your mind now.
conversations.prefix: Fearless:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Clem's run the Brown Ranch for over ten years - she knows how to get things done.
conversations.prefix: Practical:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know the hearts of wicked men. You've witnessed liars, rapists, and all sorts of foul characters spinning their tales. You like to think you can spot the darkness in a man's character.
conversations.prefix: Wicked Kindling:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nothing gets passed you. You notice, you observe, you make mental notes and footnotes... and then you store away all that information... for later use.
conversations.prefix: Vaulted Memory:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Mechanic, engineer, scientist and occasional oil painter of anything old and rusty. You may not be an organic but you know much and continue to learn. Mostly by pattern recognition and following where the data leads.
conversations.prefix: Move Over Davinci:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nothing escapes your attention... nothing.
conversations.prefix: Keen Observer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can't hold your liquor... and your light-forsaken mouth gets in the way.
conversations.prefix: Lightweight:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: She's been through the conflagration and it's tested her, but also burned her clean and purified her. She ain't afraid of just about anythin' anymore, now that she stared death down.
conversations.prefix: Courage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The usually measured Clem is quicker to anger, quicker to rage and act out of character, out of control. 
  
  Hell, she's still traumatized. No tellin' what she'll do.
conversations.prefix: Volatile:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Have a Snickers Scrappy!  Turns out, little sustenance, long treks, and little progress make for a grumpy, ill-tempered, and unfocused maintenance bot.
conversations.prefix: Hangry Bot:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Ayup. This'll go well.
conversations.prefix: Prickly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You really don't want to compete in grumpiness with an ancient hangry bot. It's just not a good idea for your overall happiness or self esteem
conversations.prefix: Pricklier: