conversations.from: system
conversations.value: You’ll be playing younger characters in this adventure. You’ll definitely want to stay between the ages of 11-16. Depending on the ages of all the characters, you’ll either play kids going to the same middle school, teens going to the same high school, or a mix of both.
  
  You’ll quickly be swept into a fantasy setting (think Narnia–but darker) in which many folktales exist as a reality. Some will be familiar to you, while others may not be so.
  
  There are a few archetypes to help you get started with your character. Will you play a bully, a bookworm, a popular kid, an outcast, or an athlete? How will you get along with the other kids–will you at all? The choice is up to you.
  
  Things speak that shouldn't... stories come alive... creatures twitch and tither in the dark... and some words seem to have just as much power as actions.
  
  You’ve got to find a way home. This strange, new place is not always friendly, and much of it is not as it appears.
  
  One thing's for sure, you're not at school anymore.
  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are the subject of fear and loathing in the
  eyes of other children. You are the kid who beat up Johnny, you are the maker of wet willies, and you are the figurative troll in the bathroom who
  makes Nerds pee their pants rather than ask to use the toilet.
  
  Thing is, nobody's the biggest dog forever... and some of the locals in this weird, new place are the perfect proof.
conversations.prefix: Bully:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some call you a prodigy. Some call you a geek.
  Some don’t call you anything at all, because they forget that you’re there. You can name the first 50 elements on the periodic table, you’re good at algebra, geography,
  history, civics... and most other academic things.
  
  All that knowledge went out the window when you showed up here. In this world, it's completely useless. Or is it?
conversations.prefix: Nerd/Bookworm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your life sucks. Your family hates you, when they bother to notice you. No one understands you, so you don’t bother trying to explain. Besides, you don’t need friends. You like not fitting in. You wear whatever clothes you want to, listen to music they’ve never heard of, and spend as much time as far away from everyone else as possible, unmissed and
  unnoticed.
  
  In this world... maybe it's better to be able to disappear when you need to.
conversations.prefix: The Outcast:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Everyone knows your name and everyone likes
  you. You’re the most Popular Kid in school, and that carries a certain level of responsibility. You and your friends determine fashion, who is in and who is out. If
  someone doesn’t like it, well, that’s just because they’re jealous. You probably come from a well-off family, and
  your parents have great plans for you. Everyone looks to you for the social rules of the school, and you’re more than happy to oblige.
  
  It definitely seems like this is the kind of place that it's better to be well-liked in... at least the others know who you are.
conversations.prefix: Popular:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You find the world outside the classroom
  to be much more interesting than the dry stuff of your teachers' lectures. You like to read
  about fantastic stuff like dragons, unicorns,
  and knights, or maybe you dream of being
  a ball player in the major leagues. Someday,
  it’ll all come true.
  It’s hard to be a Dreamer. Your mother nags you about paying more attention. Your
  teachers have special meetings with your
  parents.
  
  Maybe you finally have a chance to be a hero! Of course... being a hero can be dangerous--really dangerous.
conversations.prefix: Dreamer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You think you might have heard this one before. Or read it? Maybe it's kind of like a game you once played..
  Things seem kind of familiar... didn't someone tell you a bedtime story that went something like this?
conversations.prefix: Sounds familiar...:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You like to play rough. Sometimes, really rough. You've always valued your physical strength over other things, and you've had a lot of practice using it to full effect.
conversations.prefix: Rough-and-Tumble:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've always been good at solving logic puzzles. Math and science are a breeze, for example. What's more, you like using your brain rather than your brawn.
conversations.prefix: Intelligence:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know all the right things to say, and all the right times to say them. Talking your way out of a problem has never been an issue, especially when you were trying to influence the opinions of others.
conversations.prefix: Charismatic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've always been creative, good at telling, writing, and coming up with fantastical stories. 
  This is the perfect time to put all of that to use!
conversations.prefix: Imagination:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe you're a bit overweight? Maybe you're a little weak in the arms? Maybe you haven't jumped a big puddle in a while? 
  Whatever it is, physical exertion is NOT your strength. Nor do you enjoy it at all.
conversations.prefix: Out of Shape:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Riddles are stupid. Math is stupid. Words are stupid. 
  
  Maybe you're a little... dull?
conversations.prefix: Easily Confused:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If it cannot be explained by normal, every day reasoning, it definitely eludes you. Logic is logic for a reason.
  
  Hopefully no one asks you to tell them any bedtime stories... Or paint a picture...
conversations.prefix: Unimaginative:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nope, not going into that hole. I don't care what's chasing us. I am NOT going in. Let it eat me.
conversations.prefix: Afraid of the Dark:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Don't have to keep myself from looking down if I never go up there in the first place. I'll stay quite safe down here, thank you.
conversations.prefix: Afraid of Heights:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You hate being away from your parents. You just don't feel safe without them. It's hard to do anything without thinking of them, and you'd HATE to do something they wouldn't approve of. Sometimes you can't concentrate on anything else. 
conversations.prefix: Momma's Angel:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've just got to get back where you belong. This place is scary, and none of it makes sense. 
  It's time to return to normalcy, damn the cost.
conversations.prefix: Homeward Bound:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't know why you're in this strange, new place... but you're glad a certain someone (another player's character) is with you. 
  Hopefully, you'll impress them. Wherever you end up.
conversations.prefix: Your One and Only:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's time to be the hero. The kind you've always wanted to be.
  This place might just give you that chance.
conversations.prefix: Be the Hero:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone pissed you off back home, and they just happen to be stuck here with you.
  Now, you're just waiting for the chance to return the favor.
conversations.prefix: Revenge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Glade you're standing in is dimly illuminated by a weary, distant sun. 
  Green light clips through the trees like spokes on a bicycle. The hard, translucent silhouettes of grasping branches are set across the ground. The forest surrounds you on all sides, and all is silent save for the sound of a cold wind over the earth, and a lonely bell, tolling heavily some ways off.
conversations.prefix: Glade in the Deep Dark:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Curling smoke lingers high above you, twisting higher and higher out of a stone chimney. The small, homey cottage that the chimney belongs to sits squat and comfortable between a pair of massive, coniferous trees. Beside the cottage is a babbling brook. 
  A short wooden bridge leads the way over the water to the cottage's cobblestone walkway and smooth, stone walls that support its thickly thatched roof. Glowing firelight beckons from behind a simple wooden door. A large woodcutting ax is buried in a tree stump nearby. 
conversations.prefix: Woodsman's Cottage:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A set of slow, heavy footsteps emanate from the shadow of the trees to your back, accented by the snapping of tree limbs and a dry, rasping, snuffling sound.
  A sour smell carries on the wind from that way, too.
  Whatever is coming, it's big. Very Big. What's more, it smells of lunch meat gone bad and thick, wet hair in heavy rain.
  Your eyes water and sting as the odor reaches you.
conversations.prefix: Something in the Dark:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The babbling brook that has threaded your path for so long has grown stronger and wider here. A covered bridge once spanned this relatively narrow point, but now it has largely fallen to pieces. What remains of it is narrow and creaking, broken in places and riddled with gaps from missing bits of timber. 
conversations.prefix: Broken Bridge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A strange voice is on the air. From nearby it comes, just quiet enough that you have to strain a liiiitttle bit to understand it. Where is it coming from? What is it saying?
conversations.prefix: The Voice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The walls are littered with the collaborative artistic efforts of Harwood Middle School's students, past and present. The air smells of paint, graphite, and developing photographs. Lockers line the hall, every twenty feet or so broken only by the doorway to a classroom. Light pours in from a massive floor-to-ceiling window at the far end of the hallway.
conversations.prefix: 2nd floor, Art Hall:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Like a strong wind pushing you and a heavy arm pulling you, something is moving you towards the large window at the end of the hallway. You don't have much time before you'll be upon the glass.. and the world you see beyond is not the world you woke up in.
conversations.prefix: Unseen Force:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Faye's home is just on the other side of this bridge. The Kokanoake River passes beneath it, slow and clear and familiar under its icy shell.
conversations.prefix: Old Creek Road:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Driven by creation, questioning life, and never quite knowing where you're headed you push forward and see everything with a wide scope. Clever, crafty, observant, you enjoy nothing more than popping in your headphones and getting your hands dirty (with paint). Well...most of the time its paint. What? You are often quiet...but its only because of all the thoughts crashing through your head. Sometimes the other kids get weirded out by your appreciation for small details. Or maybe its the quiet thing. Eh, Their judgement and opinions don't bother you much (externally) because you're just going to keep up what your doing anyways. Unfortunately, you tend to care for people even if they may not deserve it.
conversations.prefix: Hushed Artist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sure you're a person who spends a lot of time on their own but in a group of people you mesh and care for the group. Everyone NEEDS to stay together. It freaks you out and makes you act hastily when you're left all on your own...
conversations.prefix: Serperation Anxiety:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Everyone has issues. Everyone has demons. Surviving this as a group is what drives you. We came into this together and we're all going to be alright in the end...
conversations.prefix: Pack Mentality :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been playing a sport of some kind since you could stand on your own. Whether it was football, soccer, baseball, or tennis you seemed to have a natural ability to excel in it. You view most things in life as a competition, which makes you brash and hard headed in your life outside of the game.
conversations.prefix: Athlete:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've spent your life going from practice to practice and game to game. You can dig deep when it counts and keep going when you should be worn out.
conversations.prefix: Endurance:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: As a child, your parents would imagine up and tell you bedtime stories every night. Stories of magic, fantasy, tragedy, and love. Stories that made you feel all fuzzy inside. Stories that, years later, have not left your thoughts. You had always wished those tales were real, and not just make-believe. On your tenth birthday, your parents gifted you a camera. Opening it, those fuzzy feelings flooded you once again. Looking through the screen, you know this is your way to imagine a completely different world. A chance to create characters and stories, like your parents did. A chance to bring those bedtime stories to life.
conversations.prefix: Aspiring filmmaker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nothing scares you, and why should it? If you want to see scary, you just need to think back to all those bedtime stories. Characters in stories overcome way worse obstacles than you ever will. Fire-breathing dragon? Pour water on it. Giant, mutated human being? Maybe he's just misunderstood and needs a hug. If they can do it, you know you can. By comparison, anything scary in your world is a piece of cake. You can beat anything life throws your way.
conversations.prefix: Courageous:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nothing comes between you, your camera, and good footage. Nothing.
  
conversations.prefix: Emotional attachment:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your parents will never believe this strange, mysterious place is real- actually real. You will make it back home. You will turn on your camera. It will finally be your turn to tell them a bedtime worthy story.
  
conversations.prefix: Show and Tell:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild: