conversations.from: system
conversations.value: The world as we knew it is has ended.
  
  But it didn't just go quietly. Or loudly. It cracked and shattered so hard, those left behind can't even agree on what “the world as we knew it” means.
  
  It ended not with a bang, not with a whimper, but with a retcon.
  
  There were too many last survivors of lost worlds, too many sorcerers, too many visitors (royalty or otherwise) from strange magical lands, too many scientists specialised on every area of knowledge ever studied plus a few more they made up on their spare time.
  
  There was too much time travel, parallel universe travel, mystical dimension travel, faster than light travel, and travel of kinds that weren't even a thing before someone did it.
  
  There were too many returned from the dead, or never having been dead after all, too many people born in the 60s who fought in World War II, who have been teenagers for 50 years, oh, so many things that were stretched out over the years until they just *didn't fit*.
  
  History was changed, fixed, changed again, and when necessary, even recreated from scratch, so many times that nobody is quite sure what it was supposed to look like anymore, and that was *before* it all came crashing down like so much stuff crammed into a closet where it didn't fit so your room looked presentable and in the hopes nobody would open that door but of course they did.
  
  And then one man vowed to stop it. Or maybe it was a woman. Or neither. Ironically, we'll never know.
  
  This person, anyway, vowed to put an end to it. They mapped the very cracks in reality that caused their alarm, and used these to hop through history, and erase every superhero and every supervillain. They saved every dying planet so their survivors wouldn't end up here. And I can't even begin to understand what they did about the sorcerers and their enemies.
  
  Of course, anyone could have told them their plan was quite completely insane. Obviously, the *last* thing reality needed was to be messed with *more*. While it's true you can't make an omelete without breaking a few eggs, there's also such a thing as using gasoline to put out a fire, if you forgive me for mixing my metaphors, and ignore the smell of burnt eggs.
  
  Now the people left behind come from a million places (big cities and barbarian kingdoms and retrofuturistic fauxtopias and nightmare lands and who knows what else) with a million histories which, even accounting for parallel worlds, can't *possibly* all be true at the same time.
  
  Only one thing unites all these lands and their inhabitants: they all remember the heroes and villains. Everyone owes their lives to at least one hero at least once, and everyone knows someone killed by a villain, and some people even have it the other way around too. The names, faces, and details don't necessarily match, of course, but that matters little, since none of them are still around anyway.
  
  It's our world now, even though calling it a “world” verges on poetic license, and somehow we have to live in it.
  
  The optimistic say everything is possible. To which the cinycs reply, “exactly”.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The City. The greatest in the world, with the greatest University, the headquarters of all the greatest companies (except for the ones that happen to be elsewhere), the best skyline, and of course the most stories about supers from Back Then.
  
  A lot of people know full well the City used to be many different cities, but talking about it is kind of taboo. They Urbanopolitans and that's the end of the story. Or the beginning.
conversations.prefix: Urbapolis:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a big deal where you come from, not for anything you've done, but for how you were born. Some days you want to find your own path, and others it's all about Home, and you might as well be wearing the flag.
  
  (Unless you actually do wear the flag. We don't judge. Some of our best friends wear flags.)
conversations.prefix: Royalty:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Of course you don't understand how *everything* works. Where's the fun in that? No, you're just really good at figuring it out as you go… or making it up when needed.
conversations.prefix: Scientist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a method, and there's no deed of sentient being that can escape it. Whether it's logic, instinct, charisma, spy skills, or just plain beating people up, it always works, except when it doesn't.
conversations.prefix: Detective:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The police will be here soon. And whoever did this, clearly wanted all guests; were they after you, or just burning evidence? You need to get your stuff out and disappear before you find out.
conversations.prefix: Get out of here:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: I seem to be stuck with these people. Do I make an effort to make that work, or am I better off making an effort to get rid of them?
conversations.prefix: Trust:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Food, water, personal hygiene. We're still human, after all, except for those that aren't, no offence intended.
conversations.prefix: The Basics:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: What's going on out there?
conversations.prefix: Information:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The group needs a place to sleep, eat, and plan. Either find a new one, or keep the current one safe (or make it even safer).
conversations.prefix: Refuge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: test
conversations.prefix: test:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: test
conversations.prefix: test:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can quickly determine how, and why things chain together, being capable of react as fast as necessary.
  
  Not that all your analysis are 100% right, but...
conversations.prefix: Quick Analysis:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have been fooled once, and it has costed something very dearly to you.
  
  Now, you will not get fooeld again...
conversations.prefix: Mistrustful:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tere are so many discoveries outside, why not try to get one yourself?
conversations.prefix: Brave New World:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rum runner, contraband escort, general expert on getting things where they need to be.
conversations.prefix: Smuggler:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Rum runner, contraband escorter, general expert on getting things where they need to be.
conversations.prefix: Smuggler:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Two-bits has gotten himself out of a number of situations that would put the average man in prison or the morgue. Whether it's cutting the blue wire or cozying up the the correct first-class traveler, he can quickly judge the situation and use his environment to his advantage.
conversations.prefix: Resourceful:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Two-bits thinks he is the best at everything he does. And there is no situation he can't master. There is no task he doesn't feel he can conquer.
conversations.prefix: Arrogant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Two-bits isn't on top of the world anymore. He isn't set for life. He doesn't have everything figured out.
  
  That needs to change.
conversations.prefix: Adjust and Thrive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been called many names bard, busker, canary, songstress... It's all the same to you. Heck, you've even gotten some stable gigs before you shifted away.
conversations.prefix: Interdimensional Busker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Years shifting around worlds gave you plenty of knowledge on how to make plans on the fly.  
conversations.prefix: Improvisor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've seen a lot of *shit* in a lot of different worlds. Things you wouldn't have a snowflakes chance in hell confronting. You've done the only thing you've could in these situations. *Run.*
conversations.prefix: Cowardly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ever since that fateful day you first shifted, you haven't been to your home dimension since. Now that there's only *one* world, you know that you can find them again.
conversations.prefix: Find your family:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An animal that, through magic or science, is equipped with human-like intelligence. Maybe slightly above; let's face it, humans aren't all they're cracked up to be.
conversations.prefix: Uplifted Animal:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Doesn't matter how smart, if you look like a 100% original chimpanzee people don't think you're people. It's the disguise you can take everywhere.
conversations.prefix: Lookit the cute monkey!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A lot of people are after you. Capable people. People who are paid very well to catch you.
  
  Or at least that's what you think.
conversations.prefix: Paranoia:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Everyone he ever knew, friends, family, everyone, they are back at the lab. The lab that is ... somewhere. When Those Smarter Than Him came up with the plan, him getting out was step one. Him getting back to get them out was step two. The collapse of the fabric of reality itself wasn't part of the plan.
conversations.prefix: Back to the Lab:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were created for a purpose.  A purpose you outgrew, and that has faded long since beneath your new capabilities. If only your accidental creator agreed...
conversations.prefix: Rogue AI:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were born in a chassis of metal or stone rather than a vessel of flesh... Or you somehow came to inhabit one. The strength and durability of such a casing provide you with freedom from the more troubling issues of 'squishy bits.'
conversations.prefix: Synthetic Lifeform:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If you go by the numbers, the odds of heroics succeeding aren't very high. If you go by the numbers, the odds of betrayal on the part of your 'friends' might be too high for your tastes. If you go by the numbers, you might not bother taking those chances. You haven't fully learned the nuances of going by more than the 'facts.'
conversations.prefix: (Mis)Calculated Risk Assessment:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've heard tell of a place for your kind, where you are free from persecution and where the things that make you strange are just the way of things. Is it real? Is it far? Is it all you've ever dreamed of? You're going to find out.
conversations.prefix: Promised Land:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're still fairly young,  and have your whole life ahead of you! So people keep telling you anyway. 
conversations.prefix: Student:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're intelligent,  sure...  Creative certainly...  But it's usually when the chips are down,  when the shit hits the fan where you truly shine. 
conversations.prefix: Resourceful:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You might have gotten some training,  built up a little muscle even...  But there's no denying that you're hardly physically intimidating on your own,  or have much experience at a lot of what you do. 
conversations.prefix: Too young for this:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a lot to deal with...  And you're determined NOT to let it get to you too much,  and you certainly don't want to lash out in ugly ways. 
conversations.prefix: Stay Sane:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: As the human bastard child of Hecate, you are a witch who uses her powers for hope and protection and the common good rather than evil.
conversations.prefix: Witch of Hope:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a witch, strong in both magick and mind. You are strong enough to resist your mother's evil nature and you are, in fact, one of the first good witches in the world. 
conversations.prefix: Powerful:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Although you are weathered by years of experience, you always think that humans can get along and fight together, not understanding their complex emotional nature all the time. 
conversations.prefix: Optimistic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You want the humans to survive and the world to not end just because of your irresponsible family. You will do anything to protect others. 
conversations.prefix: Protect Humanity:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You like equality and you dislike exploitation. Hell, you even took the trouble to fight your mom's inequality on the Earth. 
conversations.prefix: Fair:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You almost never go into a situation unprepared: you're a wizard, after all! 
conversations.prefix: Prepared:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Living in the shadows can be possible, if you know how to camouflage, and how to evade from predators.
  
  You learned how to evade most of normal methods of detection, and know how to cover your eletronics footprints, while using eletronic devices. 
  
  
conversations.prefix: Eletronic Cloaking:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whether you're telling the truth and nothing but the truth as you honestly see it, or you're lying through your teeth with the aid of a silver tongue... you have a certain knack for getting people to take notice of what you say, even if they don't necessarily agree with you... they might at least acknowledge you have a point.
conversations.prefix: Persuasive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Two-bits is not known for his attention to detail.
conversations.prefix: Oblivious:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're having a really bad, really weird day. Nothing makes sense, nothing makes sense, walls closing in, shadows creeping... what the fuck is that?!?!
  
  STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP!!!!!!!
conversations.prefix: Panic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Two-bits likes to be the center of attention. Not being the center of attention? He doesn't like that as much.
conversations.prefix: Vain:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are really old: you have been around since the Middle Ages, and therefore, you have experienced a lot of events in the past that others have not. 
conversations.prefix: Experienced: