conversations.from: system
conversations.value: Something strange is happening in Oz...and in Rivendell...and in Wonderland, for that matter. Just a trickle at first, supporting characters have been disappearing from some of the world's greatest works of literature, and since reading has fallen off in recent years it took some time before anyone realized that the *Phantom of the Opera* was missing Stagehand #57 and that *War of the Worlds* wasn't quite the same without that nameless Martian on page 26. 
  
  When Jean Valjean disappeared from *Les Miserables*, people started talking. Even Inspector Javert couldn't track him down, and pages began to seem different...could it be that the words were rewriting themselves without the book's protagonist? Marius ended up marrying Eponine, since Cosette had died years ago thanks to the Thenardier's neglect, so some readers weren't exactly complaining, but still...
  
  Even characters who were friends in the pages of their stories started to eye one another suspiciously, wondering who was going to be next. Something was definitely rotten in the state of Fiction, and when the body of Victor Frankenstein showed up in the gardens of *Mansfield Park*, some action needed to be taken. 
  
  **Imagine the lives that characters have outside of their books, when nobody's turning the pages**
  
  **CHARACTER GUIDELINES:** 
  
  Your character should be pulled directly from the pages of fiction, any time period, any genre. I'm looking for 6 (possibly as many as 8) players who can embody their known fictional persona.  Creativity is welcome, particularly when the canon you're drawing from leaves room for different interpretation, but your character should be recognizably faithful to their book analogue and honor the original book. 
  
  I've included the basic fictional archetypes, so select whichever the closest match is for your character and adapt as needed.
  
  These characters have been summoned by Hamlet himself to Elsinore Castle, the time somewhere between Act I, Scene I, to start looking into what is threatening the great works of literature and to attempt to try and stop the madness if possible. In order to find out the truth, it is going to be necessary to dive into some good books.
  
  **NOTE ON BOOK TRAVEL** 
  
  There will need to be a certain amount of meta involved. In other words, your character knows that they're in a story, and when someone reads their book it is almost as if they are playing a part, sticking to a script so that the story can work out the way it has since it was written. These characters have a life between readings, of course, where they're off-book. Traveling to another book is a bit like going on vacation and visiting a foreign country. There will be different customs, of course, but characters out of their books are recognized as tourists. The rules of etiquette are to stay "offstage" and out of any part of the book that is being read, and to leave another book without changing the story. That's made even harder now that books are starting to unravel without primary characters. The "script" is being rewritten, and strange things are happening.
  
  **Questions can be sent to me at ErevKochavah@yahoo.com**
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: These are your early nights as a vampire. Eternity sprawls before you. Lust steams within.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Alluring
  
  Suggested Weakness: Naïve
conversations.prefix: Novice Vampire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Many lifetimes lay fading behind you in the dark. Every night’s another risk that it all ends... at last.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Wise
  
  Suggested Weakness: Heartbroken
conversations.prefix: Ancient Vampire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re just learning what it’s like to be a lycanthrope: terrible power and great torture.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Agile
  
  Suggested Weakness: Angry
conversations.prefix: Young Werewolf:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve survived as a werewolf long enough to know the life’s mix of passion and guilt.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Tough
  
  Suggested Weakness: Guilty
conversations.prefix: Aged Werewolf:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Death, it turns out, offers no escape from this world when you don’t know how to let go.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Witty
  
  Suggested Weakness: Ephemeral
conversations.prefix: New Ghost:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve now been dead longer than you were alive. You’re getting pretty good at it, sadly.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Perceptive
  
  Suggested Weakness: Stubborn
conversations.prefix: Old Ghost:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Meddling with magic felt rebellious at first but now you see it’s a lot like school, except deadly.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Educated
  
  Suggested Weakness: Crass
conversations.prefix: Green Wizard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve been a practicing wizard for many years now and you still wonder if the money’s worth the trouble.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Wise
  
  Suggested Weakness: Doubting
conversations.prefix: Practicing Wizard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Strange and dreadful things tread the world. You do business with the bad to hunt down the worst.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Strong
  
  Suggested Weakness: Naïve
conversations.prefix: Rookie Monster-Hunter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If there was any way to quit this job, you might take it, but the only way to avoid being hunted... is to hunt.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Stealthy
  
  Suggested Weakness: Obsessed
conversations.prefix: Veteran Monster-Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re physically strong and probably look it, whether you’re lean or built.
conversations.prefix: Strong:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’re quick and nimble, perhaps superhumanly so, whether you look it or not.
conversations.prefix: Agile:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re perceptive, perhaps from years of watching and observing. Nothing gets past you.
conversations.prefix: Perceptive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your hardy body has seen a lot of pain and you’re still here to suck up more.
conversations.prefix: Tough:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a brilliance that comes from experience and intuition more than study or memory.
conversations.prefix: Wise:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: With that smile, backed up by your silver tongue, it’s hard not to like you.
conversations.prefix: Charming:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your mouth is sometimes quicker than your mind but you’re a master of making that work for you.
conversations.prefix: Witty:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know things that ordinary folk don’t know, be it magic or science, and that gives you power.
conversations.prefix: Educated:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don’t have to say anything. It’s in that smile, in the way you move. It’s almost hypnotic.
conversations.prefix: Alluring:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Subtle and sneaky. People don’t often notice you until you want to be noticed.
conversations.prefix: Stealthy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re blunt, rude, or even gross sometimes. Maybe you don’t care what others think, maybe you don’t know better.
conversations.prefix: Crass:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your abilities are sometimes diminished and dampened by your greatest enemy: yourself.
conversations.prefix: Doubting:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your blood sears your veins and when you lose control, you lash out.
conversations.prefix: Angry:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can only act on the physical world when you concentrate; otherwise you’re just an image and a voice.
conversations.prefix: Ephemeral:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You think you know how things work. You think people are basically good. You’re wrong.
conversations.prefix: Naïve:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something you did gnaws at your heart and screams nightmares at you when you sleep. It’s holding you back.
conversations.prefix: Guilty:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Are you sure you’re right or are you just unwilling to admit when you’re wrong? Either way: stubborn.
conversations.prefix: Stubborn:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve come too far, done too much, worked too hard to put up with this shit from people like this.
conversations.prefix: Proud:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: When you get an idea, a mission, or a fear in your mind, you can’t just let it go.
conversations.prefix: Obsessed:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone broke your heart and you’re not willing to heal, not yet, because the pain’s what you have left.
conversations.prefix: Heartbroken:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Love leaves you open to pain. The only thing worse than keeping it inside is being rejected. Will you take that chance?
conversations.prefix: Reveal Your Love:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Living alone is hardly living. You need allies to watch your back. You need friends to fight for.
conversations.prefix: Something Worth Having:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Even if you think you don’t know anything good, act like you do. Secrets are why they keep you alive.
conversations.prefix: Air of Secrets:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It’s not love, it’s infatuation. It’ll go away. It’ll go away because it’s not love, it’s infatuation.
conversations.prefix: Deny Your Love:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Don’t let the worst of you take over. Don’t become a monster. Be better than those monsters.
conversations.prefix: Be Humane:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Don’t let your weakness hold you back. Don’t let humanity slow you down. The monster is powerful.
conversations.prefix: Be the Monster:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ll never know safety until you know power, territory, control over others. It’s the way of the world.
conversations.prefix: Achieve Power:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Control is its own reward. You deserve it. They deny you out of fear, out of jealousy. Don’t stand for that.
conversations.prefix: Achieve Control:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your heart bears a wound that might heal if you could only stop meddling with the scars.
conversations.prefix: Heal the Hurt:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They’ll keep hurting people until they know — really know — what it’s like to be hurt themselves.
conversations.prefix: Spread the Hurt:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What’s the secret behind the photo of Hank Farrow, ancestor of the Farrow hunter family?
conversations.prefix: The Secret of Hank Farrow:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Victor Castle’s keys aren’t where they belong. Get them for yourself or return them to him. They’re worth a favor.
conversations.prefix: Get Victor’s Keys:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The vampire enforcer, Brickhand, has a secret mission. What is it? Who is he out to hurt?
conversations.prefix: Brickhand’s Mission:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Damned Diary, in Alistair’s possession, seems to say you did something bad. Does the diary lie?
conversations.prefix: Does the Diary Lie?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The mortal, Brian Becker, is missing -- maybe dead -- and Delia Becker’s paying handsomely to know what happened.
conversations.prefix: Brian Becker Is Missing:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Just what spells has Brigid been casting for mortals around town? Is she someone’s scapegoat?
conversations.prefix: Investigating Brigid:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Syrupy, hot, metallic — drink it in.
conversations.prefix: Get Blood:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The P.I., Edgar Crease, knows things it would be good to know.
conversations.prefix: See Edgar’s Files:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Bring down the rampaging werewolf in a way that doesn’t get you killed — by it or its old friends.
conversations.prefix: Rampage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Who left a vampire chained up beneath the city? Why? What are you going to do about it?
conversations.prefix: Dead In Chains:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Shiny and sharp.
conversations.prefix: Straight-razor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The so-called Damned Diary captures thirteen confessions a year, out of the air, and records them in old script.
conversations.prefix: The Damned Diary:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: With these magic words you can name a target and conjure a spying eye in their presence. Hope they don’t notice.
conversations.prefix: Magic Words: Scrying:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: These magic words turn any circular portal (like a manhole) into a passage for a ghost or spirit you invoke.
conversations.prefix: Magic Words: Summoning:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A warm vial of wizard blood. A drink of it either gets a vampire high or gives her magic powers. Depends who you ask.
conversations.prefix: Wizard Blood:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Big, blunt bullets, wrought in silver. You know what they’re for.
conversations.prefix: Silver Bullets:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Angular, sharpened, and ready for work.
conversations.prefix: Wooden Stake:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone thinks this machete is magical -- that it stops bullets. Maybe they’re right.
conversations.prefix: Machete Etched with Alchemical Symbols:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Victor Castle’s favorite bike’s spare keys. Are these where they belong?
conversations.prefix: Keys to Victor’s Hog:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A photo of youngsters in love, circa 1940. Written on the back it says “Hank Farrow and Edith.”
conversations.prefix: A Photo of Young Lovers:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Blood Red is a cheap, moldy old club deep in a part of town rotten with vampires and ghosts.
conversations.prefix: The Blood Red Club:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This hot new club opened near Rathbone & Highland and caters to the living -- all the living. It won’t last long.
conversations.prefix: Petite Mort:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This dangerous intersection marks the point where werewolf and vampire turf touch -- and have for fifty years.
conversations.prefix: Rathbone and Highland:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Young werewolves grow up here and pretty much everyone knows it.
conversations.prefix: Highland Ave Trailer Park:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ghosts guard the graves of vampires, sleeping off the centuries, in this old Victorian cemetery. Dangerous place.
conversations.prefix: Edgebrook Garden Cemetery:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The New Sussex Tower is a gothic skyscraper capped with swooping buttresses where vampires dance.
conversations.prefix: Atop the New Sussex Tower:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Dank and rotten, this scary stop is a favorite dead-drop and graffiti spot for modern monster hunters.
conversations.prefix: Crawford Street Subway Stop:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In the old foundations of the city, deeper than parts of the subway, is an old private wizard’s club.
conversations.prefix: Deep Underneath Miller’s Pub:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Like a dead part of the city, haunted by ghosts straining to hold onto the world with both hands. Don’t go alone.
conversations.prefix: Grove Ave Rowhouses:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Victor Castle’s domain. Here he holds court for visiting werewolves and passes judgment on crimes in his turf.
conversations.prefix: The Junkyard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re being followed by echoes of the dead. They’ll watch where you go and they’ll remember. Get rid of them.
conversations.prefix: Shed the Ghosts:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The crowd’s getting surly, angry. Show them their place or slip out before things get ugly.
conversations.prefix: Throng:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Highland Ave trailer park is trapped with tripwires and alarm bells. Get around them if you can.
conversations.prefix: Ramshackle Traps:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Poltergeists don’t just crack headstones and throw rocks. They bend flesh and break bones.
conversations.prefix: Angry Ghosts:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you dare take the escape route they don’t think you’re brave enough to try?
conversations.prefix: Rooftop Escape:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Try to breathe like a normal person, like the living, like you belong in this crowd.
conversations.prefix: Blend In:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Can you dodge the surveillance of a wizard’s ward? Is that even possible?
conversations.prefix: The Evil Eye:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This part of town’s a warren of rotten allies and broken blacktop. Watch your step.
conversations.prefix: A Chase Down Dead Streets:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The whole block’s on fire. The populace burns hot, flipping cars. They’d grab pitchforks if they could find them.
conversations.prefix: Fires:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They say Castle’s hounds come from Hell itself. They see things. They’re smart. Don’t piss them off.
conversations.prefix: Junkyard Dogs:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Biker, heartbreaker, werewolf. Victor rules from the Junkyard he owns. He might be the oldest werewolf in the city.
conversations.prefix: Victor Castle:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An unpopular but skilled wizard, Brigid is on the outs for selling spells to customers not vetted by the Conclave.
conversations.prefix: Brigid Douglas:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Alistair’s a new name, just a century or so old. This vampire’s old; they say he knew Emperor Nero, back when.
conversations.prefix: Alistair Wright-Smith:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This guy’s an enforcer for Alistair. Devoted, maybe in love with him. Huge dude, takes no shit.
conversations.prefix: Brickhand:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: 300 pounds of angry muscle in a speedy panic. No way it doesn’t kill someone.
conversations.prefix: One High Werewolf:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Supposedly Edgar washed out of wizard school and now works cases for monsters to pay the rent.
conversations.prefix: Edgar Crease, Private Detective:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This young mortal woman is looking to sic a monster or some magic on her problems. Who will help her?
conversations.prefix: Delia Becker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bone-thin and starved nearly to dust. Crazed from years of isolation chained up in a basement. Who did this?
conversations.prefix: Starved Vampire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Farrows were a famous hunting family in town in the 1970s. Jean’s the toughest of a new generation.
conversations.prefix: Jean Farrow:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Officially he’s the wizard in charge of the county, feared by all. Secretly? They say he’s a dragon -- an actual dragon.
conversations.prefix: The Drake:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fantine has been sending letters and trinkets to her daughters for years. Too bad the Thénardiers have been keeping that little bit on the side for their own impossible children. It would be nice for Cosette to have something to show her that her mother actually cared about her.
conversations.prefix: At the End of the Day You Get Nothing for Nothing:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Rescue the princess? Check! Discover new worlds? Where do you sign up on the bottom line? Your destiny is adventure, whether with a group or, even better, on your own. Forward for glory and for honor and for the sheer thrill of searching. The game is afoot, and you wouldn't have it any other way. 
conversations.prefix: The Quest:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nobody likes being poor, if we're honest, and you're determined to, in the words of Scarlett O'Hara, NEVER GO HUNGRY AGAIN. You can take one small coin and turn it into a fortune, and having nothing doesn't bother you, because you know that a life so much better than you imagine is in store. 
conversations.prefix: Rags to Riches:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Maybe there's a dragon to slay, or perhaps there's an evil robber baron to thwart out of his ill-gotten gains. Whatever the bad guy, it's your duty to see that justice prevails and that all those helpless citizens who count on you are protected.
conversations.prefix: Overcoming the Monster:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Them Yankees ain't about to give up as easy as you thought they would. At least the soldier you took this revolver off of sure won't cause you any more trouble. You just better hope this gun shoots straight, and that you don't get yourself, or anyone else, blown up in the process. 
conversations.prefix: Yankee Revolver:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Those guards are completely terrified, between all the ghostly visitations and the fact that Elsinore is downright creepy. If you can convince them not to say anything to Claudius about your visit to Hamlet, that's going to buy you time. Until you figure out what your next move is, time will be what you need most. 
conversations.prefix: Things that Go Bump In the Night:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Hamlet's distraction has got to have something to do with that play he's putting on to try and prove that his uncle murdered his father. Except this time, with so much on the line, it might actually be a good plan to send the players on their way rather than give Claudius an opportunity...
conversations.prefix: Stop the Play :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This card entitles the individual to all of the rights and privileges of a borrower with reading rights at the Universal Library. The schedule of overdue fees seems fairly steep, and the card has a faint glow about it. The fine print stipulates that the borrower is also authorized for book transfer. Don't leave home without it. 
conversations.prefix: Library Card:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have an affinity for white magic, both sensing it and sometimes tapping into it. You also have the ability to sense trouble coming, and there aren't very many practitioners of dark magic who can stand up to your innate goodness and purity. You are impossible to corrupt, not that it stops the bad guys from trying. 
conversations.prefix: Good Magic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Paris sewer system measures no less than sixty leagues in extent, and it contains mazes within mazes. Without some system to navigate your way through, your mission may come to a bad end. 
conversations.prefix: You Get Accustomed to the Smell:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Every captain needs his ship, and this one's a beauty. She's a submarine, and it runs on electricity powered by sodium/mercury batteries. The Nautilus has a double hull and watertight compartments, and at a top speed of 50 knots, she can get you out of a scrape. Good thing too. 
conversations.prefix: The Nautilus :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Would you look at this beauty? She's shiny and new and she can reach speeds that are mind-boggling. The horn is the best part, isn't it? Let everyone know to stay out of your way, because once this motor car hits the open road, adventure is on the agenda. 
conversations.prefix: Motor Car:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This would fetch a pretty penny on *Antiques Roadshow*.It is a quaint child's toy, French, from the Maker's mark. Oh, and isn't that just the cuuuuuuuuutest little thing ever? It has a wooden dog carved on the top. It would be hard to resist playing with this, but what was **Horatio** doing with it?
conversations.prefix: 19th Century French Wooden Top:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This is an official police badge, the engraving reading "Scotland Yard" in prominent letters. It grants you all the authority of a full Detective Inspector and demonstrates to anyone who may question you that you are in charge of this investigation, thank you very much, and that hindering you in your duties wouldn't be prudent. 
conversations.prefix: Scotland Yard Badge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Éponine Thénardier is gone, and she was reported to have witnessed Jean Valjean's disappearing act. She was tough, and she knew how to keep her mouth shut. You can bet that the information she had is sure to be valuable. Fortunately, she left a clue (if you can decipher it in time). 
conversations.prefix: A Little Fall of Rain:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Not just anyone can train a goat to perform tricks with a tambourine, and Djali is one impressive goat. Not only can he convince customers to part with their money, but he's been a companion, and he's pretty much the only one who doesn't want to use you for something. Better take good care of him. 
conversations.prefix: Djali:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: We offer you this chilling challenge...to find a way out. There isn't much to work with in the Queen's chambers, but there must be some means to trick your way out, force your way out, or sleuth your way out, depending on your mood, the weather, and the amount of coffee you've consumed. 
conversations.prefix: Dead for a Ducat :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This is the pocket watch of a gentleman. Not only will it tell the time (and be right at least twice a day), but it is lovingly engraved with a message from Atticus's  children, but it also serves as a poignant reminder of home. A good lawyer will never squander time, and winding this watch will produce...surprising results. 
conversations.prefix: Pocket Watch:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The world's collection of legal wisdom is gathered together in these pages, handily referenced for easy searching. Maybe you'll find case precedents or that one elusive fact to help you bring the guilty to justice and protect the innocent. Sure, all this knowledge may weigh a ton, but it is worth the back pain from carting around all these books. 
conversations.prefix: Law Books:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: So that's what a parietal fissure looks like! This skull belonged to Yorick, court jester to the Danish Royal family, and that smile looks a little strained--possibly death isn't quite as funny as Yorick always thought. For a skull, it conveys an air of dignity and knowledge. 
conversations.prefix: Yorick's Skull :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Iocane comes from Australia, as everyone knows. It is odorless, tasteless, and, above all, deadly. Claudius isn't one for a battle of wits, but Hamlet is, and odds are this was meant for him. Best to keep it far, far away from anyone (unless you really don't like them).
conversations.prefix: Silver Flask of Poison...er...Spirituous Liqour:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There is a family crest embroidered in gold and silver thread on the red silk of this purse. That must mean something, but those who aren't schooled in heraldry won't have the faintest idea that the original owner of the purse belonged to the Dantes family, but you've read up on your heraldry, right? Inside the purse is a small phial with what is reputed to be an elixir with the power to both take and restore life (but who believes rumors anyway?). 
conversations.prefix: Gentleman's Red Silk Purse:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: As might be expected, this is a section of brick and mortar wall. The construction seems to be sound, and it is wide enough to walk along at the top. The wall is a good 10 feet high, and there is an egg-shaped impression just in the center, where the bricks have been worn away. Just don't look down. 
conversations.prefix: Wall:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Just what you always wanted: your very own set of keys. These particular keys will let you into any part of Elsinore Castle. How shiny. Just make sure you don't get caught with them. 
conversations.prefix: Keys to Elsinore Castle:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This barber's shaving basin *cough* er...precious helmet certainly adorned the head of the Moorish king from which it takes its name (and was NEVER EVER used for water and shaving soap). It is a relic of the highest value and will demonstrate its purpose only to the most worthy. 
conversations.prefix: The Golden Helmet of Mambrino:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This adorable urchin has plenty of aliases for such a small girl. She'll also answer to Ursule or Mademoiselle Lanoire, but you can call her **Cosette**. Everyone else does. She's been shockingly neglected, that much is clear. Those chestnut curls are a mass of tangles, and she probably hasn't had a good meal in years. She's dirty and hungry, and she's just looking for somebody to love. The Thénardiers, sadly, think love means never having to apologize when you beat up and scream at a defenseless child. 
conversations.prefix: Euphrasie :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What to do? What to say? Shall you carry our treasure away? Monsieur and Madame Thénardier aren't going to part with Cosette unless it is well worth their while. After all, the girl has been their golden ticket all these years as they've drained Fantine for every *sou* she could spare (and even the ones she couldn't spare). You'll have to strike some sort of bargain with them for all the trouble that they've been put to. 
conversations.prefix: Waltz of Treachery:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: These young students are convinced that the people will rise in the name of Liberté, but those troops with guns are just doing their duty. General Lamarque is dead, and the streets are a tinderbox just waiting for that news to create a spark. Find your direction, find help, and find Valjean. 
conversations.prefix: Aux Barricades! :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The "Sergeant of Waterloo" is not the only establishment in this part of Montfermiel known for bleeding patrons dry, but a room for the night, along with whatever dubious substance might pass for medication in Victor Hugo's version of Paris, would be priceless.
  
  Fantine's little girl looks like she's about ready to drop where she stands, cold, tired, and hungry as she is. 
  
  Still, beggars can't be choosers, and with all the poor swarming the streets of Paris, my dears, you'll be in good company. 
conversations.prefix: Medicines Are Expensive, Monsieur:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Valjean was here, and recently too. There must be evidence about what happened to him, but between the coffin lids and wine barrels used to build the barricades, it isn't going to be easy to figure out. What might Enjolras have to tell you about the stranger? 
conversations.prefix: He Wore an Army Uniform...That's Why They Let Him Through:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The worthy Bishop of Digne has a good heart and an unimpeachable character, even in these troubled times. He is a pure and lofty figure of true priesthood. Myriel was born into the nobility, and his wife died in Italy when they fled from the French Revolution, leading him to take the cloth. 
conversations.prefix: Bishop Charles-François-Bienvenu Myriel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Valjean went to the barricades so that he could protect Marius. Without him, Marius's chances of surviving are not something a Paris bookmaker would take odds on. As annoying as Enjolras finds his friend's unfortunate willingness to put love before political ideals, Les Misérables wouldn't end the same if he gets himself killed. Fulfilling Valjean's last mission wouldn't be a bad idea. Besides, Cosette gets whiny without a good romance subplot.
conversations.prefix: Bring Him Home:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Bishop of Digne had a beautiful set of silver candlesticks. He held onto them even when he gave the shirt off his back to his suffering parishioners...until Jean Valjean came along. They have gone missing, though, and the gateway to the next book won't open until they've been restored to him, so a hunt is in order. 
conversations.prefix: You Forget I Gave These Also. Would You Leave the Best Behind?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Thénardier is such an opportunist. He's down in the sewers trying to plunder whatever he can from the dead (some people have no respect), since they won't be needing it anymore. If he spots you, he'll bring down trouble. And...what is that sound in the distance? 
conversations.prefix: Here's a Hint of Gold:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The saying goes that all roads lead to Rome, but books set in Italy haven't been affected yet. Some consensus is needed about where all the evidence is leading. Too bad Valjean's location isn't spelled out on his yellow ticket of leave. Haste might be wise in case Javert thinks he's broken parole again. 
conversations.prefix: One Day More...Another Day, Another Destiny:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The sewer exit is blocked and Valjean's legendary strength isn't available to help with the heavy lifting. The sewers aren't too unpleasant a place to spend the next 20 years of your lives, right? 
  
  Well, except for the army of the undead coming straight for you, that is...
conversations.prefix: Look Down:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Revolution leaves famine and suffering in its wake, and the people of Paris have had their share of afflictions. Why not find a way to help the bishop aid the destitute who have lost homes, food, and everything else they own? 
conversations.prefix: See in this Some Higher Plan:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: His book, "My Twenty Years at the Paris Prefecture" would only include one case: the escape of prisoner 24601, guilty of breaking his parole. He has hunted Valjean through the years, and he believes that men who have turned their back on the law will never change. He respects authority, hates rebellion, and has a fanatical strain of absolutism. Sure, he would turn in his own mother for stealing, but he would do it with the satisfaction that springs from virtue.
conversations.prefix: Inspector Javert (For Lestrade and/or Atticus ONLY):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're the one that villains just love to hate. Also, according to Jung, you're a figment of our collective unconscious. Whether you're heroic because of your unusual birth or the dangers you've triumphed over, you've proven yourself and you'll be able to summon help when and wherever you need it, because everybody loves the hero...or wants to be them. 
conversations.prefix: The Hero:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost;
  The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost." 
  
  *The Fellowship of the Ring* 
  
  Merlin had his magic and Hercules his immortality (pity about that ankle). Give your character a strength based on what you know of their plot. It will prove useful on the road ahead. 
conversations.prefix: Strength:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You may not have children, but you've got that mothering, nurturing instinct, and everyone recognizes it (except maybe you). You're the one who supports even the unlovable, and you take care of doing the jobs that nobody else wants to do, without, perhaps, any of the rewards. 
conversations.prefix: The Mother Figure:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: What do they teach them in those schools? If it was up to you, the wisdom of the ages would be on the curriculum. You're the philosopher, the sage, the teacher, and more. If there's ignorance, you'll soon take care of that, and you're the one who makes sure that those you instruct reach their full potential, whether for magic or for destroying the Death Star. 
conversations.prefix: The Mentor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Oh, you "double-walker" you! You're a counterfeit or copy of a character (preferably the main character), and you spend most of your time impersonating the original with vastly different motivations and abilities. You're never quite as good and always a step behind, but maybe if you keep at it, nobody will find out. 
conversations.prefix: The Doppelganger:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This is clearly the Great Hall, and it is impressively built, with all of the requisite rushes (still fresh, thankfully) and flattering torchlight. There's even a minstrel's gallery above, but it's tough to see anyone..or anything...which might be lurking up there. From the smell coming into the hall from the kitchen, somebody's hired a good cook (or ten). There's a blazing fire, which serves to keep the room stiflingly hot even in the dead of winter.
  
conversations.prefix: Elsinore Castle, Great Hall:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe there's a dragon to slay, or perhaps there's an evil robber baron to thwart out of his ill-gotten gains. Whatever the bad guy, it's your duty to see that justice prevails and that all those helpless citizens who count on you are protected.
conversations.prefix: Overcoming the Monster:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A stronghold deep in the heart of Denmark, this palace has seen its share of tragedy. It served as the boyhood home of Prince Hamlet, before all that nonsense about studying at university in Wittenburg got in the way. 
  
  The walls are steep and thick enough to keep out invaders, and the walks running along the top of the parapets have guards no matter what the hour. 
  
  Impressive? Yes. Comfortable? Not so much. There's the dreariness of the snow coming down, and the fog, and everybody seems just a bit tense, don't they? 
conversations.prefix: The Battlements of Elsinore Castle:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fit for a queen, this bedchamber boasts a large double bed and an arras with curtains wide enough that someone could be hide behind them. The casements, glass (oooh, how fancy), overlook the courtyard below. There isn't much space for anything other than the bed and a small escritoire for the queen to write her letters. 
conversations.prefix: Gertrude's Chambers, Elsinore:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Rescue the princess? Check! Discover new worlds? Where do you sign up on the bottom line? Your destiny is adventure, whether with a group or, even better, on your own. Forward for glory and for honor and for the sheer thrill of searching. The game is afoot, and you wouldn't have it any other way. 
conversations.prefix: The Quest:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nobody likes being poor, if we're honest, and you're determined to, in the words of Scarlett O'Hara, NEVER GO HUNGRY AGAIN. You can take one small coin and turn it into a fortune, and having nothing doesn't bother you, because you know that a life so much better than you imagine is in store. 
conversations.prefix: Rags to Riches:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've had to leave home behind, but it's worth it because you are convinced that you'll come back, loaded down with treasure or at least knowledge. What you learn along the way is going to change you, but there's no helping that. As long as you return in one piece to gloat about your time away, right? 
conversations.prefix: Voyage and Return:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Love...love is what brings us together today. Except in your case, something is keeping you from the object of your desire. Thankfully, there's a good chance that there'll be a wedding at the end of your story. At the very least, every possible lose end on the way to Happily Ever After will be neatly tied up by the last page. In that case, all the hardship and whining you have to go through won't matter a bit...we hope. 
conversations.prefix: Comedy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: For someone as despicable, prideful, and rotten as you are, death is sometimes a happy ending. Your story arc follows your fall and shows that no good deed goes unpunished, so you may as well be as bad as you want. Besides, how likely is it that you'll have to pay for what you've done? 
conversations.prefix: Tragedy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someday there'll be a celebration in your honor, if you just wait long enough. You've seen the error of your ways and you're determined to find redemption before it's too late. You'll inevitably find those who will help you transform, but whether you recognize them in time is not quite so simple. 
conversations.prefix: Rebirth:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a cause and effect, between the atrocity and the disaster" 
  
  -Edgar Allan Poe
  
  
  Where would Scrooge be without his miserliness or Indiana Jones without his fear of snakes? Probably quite a bit better off, but never mind. Every character has a tragic flaw, so make yours a good one, fitting with what you know about the character. 
  
conversations.prefix: Weakness:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You may not deserve the blame, but congratulations, it's yours anyhow! Everyone thinks you're guilty, or maybe they're just trying to get out of all that guilt they're feeling. Either way, you'd better hope that you get your innocence proven before things get very, very nasty. 
conversations.prefix: The Scapegoat:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If only the good die young, then you've got absolutely nothing to worry about. You're the one we hate, but somehow you keep our interest despite being completely reprehensible. Whether you were born a villain, became a villain through cruel circumstances, or had villainy thrust upon you, that's what you are, and that's what you'll stay. 
conversations.prefix: The Villain:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know things now that you never knew before, or at least you soon will. Whether you're the type who is caught up in something greater than you are or whether you're just a small child, alone in the world and seeking your fortune, you are the naive, innocent type that heroes want to protect and villains want to take advantage of. Lucky you! 
conversations.prefix: The Innocent Youth:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hamlet's in a state, and it's up to you to scare, convince, impress, or cajole him into taking action before his play is destroyed. 
conversations.prefix: To Be or Not to Be:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is a Dane, fair haired and tall, in his twenties. He is dressed in the manner favored by the nobility, and he is wearing a crown. Yes, this is Hamlet, son of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark...wait...is he talking to that skull?  
conversations.prefix: Hamlet, Prince of Denmark:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's something very wrong when Horatio is missing and Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, who were supposed to be killed on the way to England, are roaming around Elsinore instead. You'd best figure out, and quickly, how to keep them out of your way while you're here or there will be trouble. Oh, and maybe you'll even find Horatio. 
conversations.prefix: Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Aren't Dead (But Maybe They Should Be):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Meet Hamlet's father (deceased). He's not all that scary, if you can overlook the sudden drop in the temperature and the slight whiff of fire and brimstone about him. Having been murdered, it's more than possible that the elder Hamlet has some idea of where to start figuring out who's been changing the books. After all, the dead have plenty of time on their hands, and this ghost has a long memory and a desire for justice. 
conversations.prefix: Boo! :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Those guards aren't looking too friendly (and with ghosts roaming the castle grounds, who would blame them?). If they catch you, they'll ask you to stand and state your business, and that's when the fun will really start. Plus, there's no way the ghost is going to appear with that lot in the way. 
conversations.prefix: Halt! Who Goes There?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Claudius has already committed fratricide, so it shouldn't be surprising that he's not looking too pleased now that his secret is out. He represents the worst of the vices permeating the Danish Court, and now you've got a fight on your hands if you want to leave Elsinore alive. These guards aren't going to back down peacefully, because Claudius will kill them if you don't. 
conversations.prefix: The King Doth Wake Tonight and Take His Revels:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's bound to be a clue in Gertrude's rooms, or so Hamlet is convinced. If you can find it, without anyone thinking that you were responsible for murdering Polonius, then you'll have something valuable to take with you. 
  
  Of course, this is Act V of a Shakespeare play, so step carefully. 
conversations.prefix: Suddenly, From Behind the Arras:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Hamlet's uncle seems regal enough, with the crown and everything, but there's a little something around the eyes that you just can't trust. He's the sort of handsome that usually gets him what he wants, but the cultured exterior is a gilded cage, with the savage animal inside ready to spring out if he's provoked. 
conversations.prefix: King Claudius:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The streets of Paris are narrow, crowded, and filthy, and this one is no exception, except that someone has piled up debris, furniture, and even the doors from nearby houses, to erect makeshift barricades. On one side, there are groups of students (little more than boys), milling around, drinking, sleeping, and talking in quiet voices. On the other are trained French garrisons, armed with guns. They're standing in formation, waiting for their commander (that fellow to the side on horseback) to give the order to fire. 
conversations.prefix: The Rue de Bac:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: All of the effluence from the streets above trickles down here, and the smell is absolutely unforgettable. It is dark underneath the ground, with only a few beams of moonlight to guide the way, and the maze of twisting, turning passages stretches for 50 miles, so it would be far too easy to turned around. They all look the same, and the piles of bones (human, by the look of it), suggest that not everyone who came down into the sewers made it back to the world above. The quiet is palpable.
conversations.prefix: The Paris Sewer System:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Welcome, *messieurs et mesdames*, sit yourself down. This large, sprawling inn hosts the scum of France, and rumor has it that the innkeeper is as crooked as can be. It wouldn't be wise to touch anything, not that you'd want to given how shabby and disreputable everything is. There's a slatternly woman in the corner (oh, wait...that's the innkeeper's **wife**), serving vinegar that passes for drink  and food that is obviously spawning bacteria or worse. 
  
  Somehow, almost every table is taken.
conversations.prefix: Thénardier's Inn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Cathédrale Saint-Jérome de Digne has housed Digne's bishops for centuries, and it is a monumental achievement. The stones were hewn out of local quarries, and there is a peace that radiates from the nave to the apse. Set on the altar is an ornate silver cross, gleaming in the soft light. 
conversations.prefix: Cathédrale Saint-Jérome de Digne:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Goat (THE GOAT!!!) 
conversations.prefix: Djali:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is a little round card pasted between two pieces of glass, and bearing on one side the arms of France, engraved, and with this motto: Supervision and vigilance, and on the other this note: "JAVERT, inspector of police, aged fifty-two," and the signature of the Prefect of Police of that day, M. Gisquet. 
conversations.prefix: Carte blanche:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: These are the prized possessions of the Bishop of Digne. He has given them freely, and so who knows what secrets they may also unlock.
  
  They certainly seemed important to Jean Valjean. 
conversations.prefix: The Bishop's Candlesticks:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Old, coded, and very fragile. Handle with care. Words are dangerous in the wrong hands, you know. 
conversations.prefix: Manuscript:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: As powerful as she is, she has the mind to be careful and talk her way out of any given situation. Her voice often lures in all the good heroes and all the people who think that they might, just *might* get the upper hand.
conversations.prefix: Silver-Tongue:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something isn't right in her mind, though, what that is, is unknown. Morals blurred? Lack of empathy? Or even understands what pity is? Perhaps this is what made her to be the villain she is.
conversations.prefix: Disturbed:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The world is full of clever and strong people, you get by on being provocative, charming, and sensual. You can talk your way out of most problems, and dazzle the crowds when needed. 
conversations.prefix: Charming:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's not hard for people to take advantage of you because you take them at face value, fall in and out of love quickly and easily, and trust in the good in others. 
conversations.prefix: Naïve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're here to make the hero look good. Not by providing straight lines like the sidekick or being the challenge of the antagonist. You are only here to be the opposite of the hero, to make him look good by comparison
conversations.prefix: The Foil:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Beat the streets, find witnesses, question suspects. No glamour, but it gets results.
conversations.prefix: Honest Policework:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The obvious answer is *almost* always correct, so why waste time going beyond that?
conversations.prefix: Jumps to conslusions:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mercy to those who have earned it. Justice to those who deserve it. 
conversations.prefix: Mercy & Justice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your role and an omniscient benefactor is beginning to go to your head.
conversations.prefix: God Complex:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: No doubt your created personas are wonderful people, but what happened to the Edmond everyone used to know and love?
conversations.prefix: Removing the Masks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: What do they teach them in those schools? If it was up to you, your own vast and ineluctable wisdom would be on the curriculum. You're the philosopher, the sage, the teacher, and more. If there's ignorance, you'll soon take care of that, and you're the one who makes sure that those you instruct reach their full potential - as long as they don't end up greater than *you*.
conversations.prefix: The Mentor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *"When I use a word, it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less."*
  
  You can verbalise, philosophise, theologise, hypothesise, philologise and any other *-ise* you care to mention. There's nothing you can't accomplish if you're given room to speak, or at the very least to think.
conversations.prefix: Verbal Mastery:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *"Why, if ever I* did *fall off — which there's no chance of — but if I did ... !"*
  
  You're delicate in more than one sense. Not only are you an enormous egg, but your pride is easily wounded and you nurse terrible fears of such things as whisks, hatching, and soufflé.
conversations.prefix: Fragile:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Somewhere within that swollen head is that sweet little egg who fell off the wall all those centuries ago. It's going to be hard, but perhaps, just perhaps, something of Humpty's old, pre-fame self can be recovered.
conversations.prefix: Revival:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Behind every great man, behind every hero, behind every sweeping grand story of good versus evil and the one to make the stand... there is his closest companion, quietly supporting from the sidelines, in the best way he can.
conversations.prefix: The Sidekick:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Solid as a rock, you are. You know what you stand for and do not waver from it. You hold out faith, and your loyalty is not easily lost.
conversations.prefix: Steadfast:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Even the most composed can be prone to fits of rashness when provoked in just the right manner. You're no exception.
conversations.prefix: Rash:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view-until you climb into his skin and walk around in it."
conversations.prefix: Empathy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes, you keep your abilities and strengths to yourself.  You don't want to brag, after all.
conversations.prefix: Humble:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a lovable rogue, full of charm and wild behaviours. You are no innocent, however. You regularly manage to pull yourself and companions into a library of trouble.
conversations.prefix: The Rogue:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're an intelligent individual, and you're not afraid to display your talent.
conversations.prefix: Intelligent:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you.
conversations.prefix: Self-centred:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Gaoler's Daughter was supposed to aid you when you wallowed behind prison bars, but now she's gone, and you are desperate to find her.
conversations.prefix: Find a Missing Person:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You never run from battle and never back down from a challenge.  This is... usually a good thing.
conversations.prefix: Bravery:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The engine is running, but there's nobody behind the wheel.
conversations.prefix: Senile:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: While in his own book, Crowley has nearly unlimited powers of reinventing reality and unparalleled powers of persuasion. While traveling abroad, Crowley still has persuasion but control over reality is weakened, and generally dependent on the belief system in play.
conversations.prefix: Rogue Level: Angel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Crowley has quite a bit of autonomy, but only when the higher-ups... err, that is, lower-downs aren't paying attention. That means keeping clear of the minor and major hellish arcana while planning things he can't readily justify.
conversations.prefix: Corporate Leash:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Crowley wants things back the way they were. Work years filled with helping civil engineers bollix up interchanges and encouraging new and ever more frustrating technology, evenings spent drinking with That Great Tossing Angel and enjoying the finer things Earth has to offer. That's not a lot to ask, is it?
conversations.prefix: We Now Return You to Your Regularly Scheduled Shenanigans:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're the one that villains just love to hate. Also, according to Jung, you're a figment of our collective unconscious. Whether you're heroic because of your unusual birth or the dangers you've triumphed over, you've proven yourself and you'll be able to summon help when and wherever you need it, because everybody loves the hero...or wants to be them. 
conversations.prefix: The Hero:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It takes an *awful* lot to make you give up. If there's a way to succeed, and if you have enough time, you'll figure it out sooner or later. 
conversations.prefix: Tenacity:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not sensible distrust, like wondering if that obviously destitute "mage" can do all he claims. No, you think even a proven healing spell is a little bit indecent ... though you'll hold still for it if you're hurt badly enough. And if there's one thing that will destroy your patience, it's someone trying to tell you about prophecies. 
conversations.prefix: Distrust of Magic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've had to leave home behind, and you're not happy about it. What you learn along the way is going to change you, and that's okay and maybe even good, but all you really want is to return in one piece.
conversations.prefix: Return Home:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Decisions and actions aren't about being quick, they're about being right.  You may be slower in making up your mind, but only because you're a perfectionist.  With observation or  information as a primary source, and a little time, you know what to do.
conversations.prefix: Detail Oriented:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: On the outside, you appear perfect - from your appearance to your demeanor, you seem to have it all.  But the reality is that you lack self-confidence, resulting in others incorrectly perceiving you as being snobbish or uppity.  You often scare others away by your defensive attitude, and you have difficulty letting others in on your emotions.  And you're afraid that, someday, others will discover your secret, and all your on-the-surface charm won't be able to protect you from their ridicule, or the loneliness that not being accepted by those you care about will bring.    
   
conversations.prefix: Secretly Insecure:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are halfway between Hero and Villain, both respect and loathe you. Generally Intelligent, Antisocial, and most times lacking moral goodness. You see good and evil in shades of grey and you're definitely not above shooting someone. 
conversations.prefix: Antihero:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You mind is similar to the great Sherlock Holmes, you've even met him on occasion.
conversations.prefix: Brilliant Mind:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Few understand you and it's hard to define where you stand, like the Island you are Mysterious.
conversations.prefix: Mysterious:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are in-tune to everything going on around you, and maybe even things that aren't...
conversations.prefix: Awareness:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Atticus always seems to make his suggestions sound so reasonable that it's hard for anyone to refuse his requests.
conversations.prefix: Reasonable:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Cooperative witnesses are such an aid to investigations that knowing how to make an accomplice, I mean, witness cooperative is a useful skill indeed.
conversations.prefix: Applying Leverage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You more or less do what you are told, either by a rightful lord or by whoever happens to be barking orders.   You get in less trouble that way.
conversations.prefix: Duty:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Be gentle with him.  He's an old man afterall.
conversations.prefix: Elderly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Atticus, at his heart, in an idealist.  He truly believes that we all have good inside us...even Claudius.
conversations.prefix: Looks for the Good in Everyone:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There isn't a situation you haven't been able to talk your way out of, mostly because you easily see the weakness of others, often before they know it themselves.
conversations.prefix: Cunning:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The treasures of Monte Cristo are both highly valuable and seemingly limitless. 
conversations.prefix: Boundless Affluence:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Confederate Money
  
  Money is money - and if the recipient is drunk enough, or greedy enough (or both!) the pretty paper printed so long ago in the Old South might go a long way ... Or maybe not.  
  
conversations.prefix: Confederate Currency:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are absolutely committed to achieving a difficult goal, in spite of any obstacles put in your way. 
conversations.prefix: Determination:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Atticus is the epitome of a gentleman.
conversations.prefix: Southern Gentleman:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ... and all of his men. Sometimes, you put just a little too much emphasis on your connections with the great and the royal.
conversations.prefix: All the King's Horses:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have done quite well for yourself with the tried and true methods. That is all well and good for the tried and true, experiences outside the normal leave you flummoxed and are difficult to comprehend.
conversations.prefix: Thoroughly Conventional:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are the Law and the Law is not mocked.  
  
  Your nature is compounded of two sentiments, simple and good in themselves, but you manage to make them almost evil by your exaggeration of them: respect for authority and hatred of rebellion
conversations.prefix: The Antagonist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Those who follow the path of the righteous shall have their rewards. 
  
  That is why your life is one of privations, isolation, self-denial, and chastity— never any amusement. 
conversations.prefix: Moral:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Men like you can never change. 
  
  You would arrest your own father if he escaped from prison and turn in your own mother for breaking parole. And you would do it with a sort of interior satisfaction...
conversations.prefix: Fanatical Absolutism:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: I was born with scum like you. I am from the gutter too.
  
  To owe life to a malefactor . . . to be, in spite of yourself, on a level with a fugitive from justice . . . to betray society in order to be true to your own conscience; that all these absurdities . . . should accumulate on yourself—this is what will prostrate you.
  
  Unless there is another way.
conversations.prefix: Every Man Must Choose His Way:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You live on a chessboard: kings, queens, knights, bishops and castles are all familiar to you.
conversations.prefix: Chessboard Native:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *"Some people have no more sense than a baby!"*
  
  You've been around a long time, in one form or another. You know what's what, who's who, and on certain confusing occasions, why's why.
conversations.prefix: (Sometimes) Sage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Perfectly wombat-sized, able to create deep tunnels in a single bound, capable of bringing down tall buildings, and really quite exceptional for digging. 
  
  In other words, this is quite the pickaxe. 
conversations.prefix: Pickaxe:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's the signpost, complete with distance to the Heights and the Grange. This must be the writing of Emily Brontë, and yet...and yet...something seems off. 
conversations.prefix: En Route to Wuthering Heights:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Poetry is no light reading. Make your way to *Wuthering Heights* before the poems start to unravel you.
conversations.prefix: Find a Way Out:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yorkshire in the winter can be a treacherous place. Best watch your step if you don't want to find yourself a permanent part of all that Gothic atmosphere. It is certainly...bracing. 
conversations.prefix: Between a Rock (The Grange) and a Hard Place (The Heights) :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: (First name not provided). He's your typical Georgian gent, long on style and etiquette and short on common sense, since he seems to have gotten himself thoroughly lost in this storm. 
  
  He's got plenty of social graces, but can he get himself home without freezing to death? We'll see about that. 
conversations.prefix: Lockwood:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This exhausted-looking woman is the former housekeeper at Wuthering Heights and the current housekeeper at Thrushcross Grange. If there's information worth knowing, she knows it. Whether she'll help you or not is another matter, and whether you can trust her is open for debate. 
conversations.prefix: Nelly Dean:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "It was times like these when I thought my father, who hated guns and had never been to any wars, was the bravest man who ever lived."
  
  This adorable little girl, with her short hair and intelligent, pixie-like expression, would win you over even without the charm of her Southern drawl. 
  
  Best not let her hear you call her adorable though...
conversations.prefix: Jean Louise "Scout" Finch:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The stately, elegant home of Mr. Lockwood (temporarily), and the seat of the Linton family for generations. 
conversations.prefix: Thrushcross Grange:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something's been roaming the Yorkshire moors at night. Nelly Dean isn't talking. Lockwood is convinced it isn't the spirit of Catherine Earnshaw Linton, and it probably isn't a giant hound either, Lestrade. 
conversations.prefix: Thump, Thump, Thump:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's not Catherine Earnshaw, that's for certain. This Banshee isn't going to relinquish her prey easily, and she's got her hooks deeply into Heathcliff. 
conversations.prefix: The Woman in White:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something's making its way down the Thrushcross Grange chimney, and it probably isn't bringing pizza or presents. 
  
  Looks like it's time to call an exterminator. 
conversations.prefix: Chimney Sweep:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The name serves well enough for a first and last name. His origins may be unknown, but he is (for good or ill) central to the stability of Wuthering Heights. If he becomes conscious again, that is...
conversations.prefix: Heathcliff :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Fitzgerald saw Long Island as the perfect melding between the haves and the have nots. 
  
  As Shakespeare reminds us, "All that glisters is not gold". Beware what's lurking underneath the surface of all this wealth and privilege. 
conversations.prefix: The Valley of Ashes:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You might say that this train is only doing what it's programmed to do. Of course, since that involves going straight over a cliff and into the Atlantic at a speed of over 80 miles per hour, you might want to see what you can do about reprogramming it. 
conversations.prefix: On a Fast Train (You Can't Live Forever):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: So nouveau riche of him, but it seems that Gatsby has been spending money like water. This place is impressive, oh so impressive...more of a palace than a house, and fitted out with so many electric lights that it looks like noon. You can hear the party from miles away. Not that the neighbors are complaining...probably because they're already at the party.
conversations.prefix: West Egg: Gatsby's Mansion:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: FOR EVERYONE (MUST BE COMPLETED FIRST)
  
  You didn't get an invitation to this affair. Even worse, you're woefully underdressed  for a visit to the 1920's.
  
  Even with what looks to be hundreds of people celebrating in various degrees of inebriation,  there's not enough alcohol in the world for you not to stand out here.
conversations.prefix: Opportunity Knocks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: START ONCE "OPPORTUNITY KNOCKS" IS COMPLETED
  
  Three Gatsbys are too many by two. Unless he's figured out how to clone himself, which may or may not be worse. 
  
  Time to get to work...you didn't think you'd just be able to sit back and enjoy the party, did you? 
conversations.prefix: What's Real:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Gatsby's mansion is going up in flames, and the outside air seems to be toxic.
  
  Be the hero or be the villain; help those who can't help themselves or take what you can and run, but staying put is almost certain death. 
conversations.prefix: Where There's Smoke:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Being a good cops takes one thing and one thing only, the ability to pursue wrongdoers to the ends of the earth if necessary.
conversations.prefix: Bulldog Tenacity:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your author wrote a little of everything. Philosophical musings, literary criticism, children's books, science fiction - and yes, a little poetry. It makes you flexible when venturing through the Litscape.
conversations.prefix: Versatile Author:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been up a snowy mountain pass the hard way, when you were almost as ill-prepared as you are now. Heck if you're going to let a mere moor lick you.
conversations.prefix: You Call THIS Snow?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your pickaxe is always good and sharp. Your words? Not so much.
conversations.prefix: Blunt:
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're thinking about something with thoroughness and care.
  
conversations.prefix: Pondering the Possibilities:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Travel broadens one. Just seeing that other stories have other roles and other destinies for their characters have made you wonder why you should be only what your author wrote you to be. Perhaps you can find more of yourself.
conversations.prefix: Transcendence:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Quick with a jape or a prank, always ready to vex the authorities or the establishment, you make others laugh with you and at you. But underneath it all you revel in the rebellion and discord. 
conversations.prefix: The Clown:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know is damned! 
  They love thee better than they love e'er a scurvy young boy! 
  
  You have vices, but you inspire love in others. 
conversations.prefix: Endearing:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: I would be loth to pay Death before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? 
conversations.prefix: The Better Part of Valor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: When your hunting down a criminal, you have to go from one person who knows something to another. Being able to address people they way that works for them has broken more than one case.
conversations.prefix: Talk to all types: