conversations.from: system
conversations.value: This is a test game.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Cold, empty yet luckily lit by a fluorescent lamp (without a shade) in the corner. Pasty white walls (drywall) surround everyone in a square room. There is a tight fitting window to the left, and a staircase leading up to ground level.
  
  All of you are here for different reasons with the common denominator being a pissed-off, native-american drug dealer. You're currently in what you presume to be his basement on the southern side of town.
conversations.prefix: Drug Dealer's Basement:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A breath of fresh air only reminds everyone that it is still mid-winter. Suddenly the basement's temperature is appealing!
  
  The street is illuminated by a few street lights and a couple lit houses. You quickly hear an alarming siren swoop by a few blocks down before it fades off into the distance. 
  
  There's a few vehicles parked among the driveways, but not at the house you just exited. Snow litters the yards and a few lazy neighbours haven't shovelled their sidewalk.
conversations.prefix: Outside:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A drug dealer, a step above the small-timers this side of town. Known to take matters into his own hands.
conversations.prefix: Able Whitehoof:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A sharp, durable blade. Perfect to keep in your pocket!... or bra.
conversations.prefix: Pocket Knife:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: (x10) Rolled-up cigarettes. They could be laced.
conversations.prefix: Stray Cigarettes:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Solid wood with a "silver" handle. There is a notable key-hole.
conversations.prefix: Locked Door:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Everyone is bound (separately) by thin lines of rope. Your arms to your sides with your hands tied together behind your backs with duct tape.
conversations.prefix: Rope tied:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: (x3) Line of 25ft rope.
conversations.prefix: Rope:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Enough moonlight trickles through the windows to reveal the "home" was dark, moulded and trashed. Lines of stray cocaine litter the cylinder wooden table. Cracks and holes are scattered about the wall panels. It wreaks of cannabis, tobacco, sweat and other fungal scents.
  
  The room you enter from the stairs is small, but an open all to the left reveals the front door. It's closed.
conversations.prefix: Dark Upstairs:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 5'11, broad shoulder yet slim frame. Dressed lazily in a long, navy blue shirt covering the majority of his baggy denim jeans. A silver necklace is the only piece on him that stands out, though he's holding a Smith & Wesson revolver.
conversations.prefix: Drug Dealer "Able":
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A blue finicky lighter. Half empty.
conversations.prefix: Lighter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Who knows what it contains?
conversations.prefix: Strange Needle:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: With a mouth full of carotid artery, a beautiful layer of crimson covers the bottom half of the cannibalistic junkie's face. The only sounds he makes are low, guttural growls.
conversations.prefix: "Jasper":
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Slim fitting, frosted, yet open. It would take just a bit of prying and some help as it was six feet off of the ground.
conversations.prefix: Basement Window:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A crawling, flaming, groaning horror out for blood.
conversations.prefix: Jasper?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A spellbreaker still loyal to his prince.
conversations.prefix: Krilari:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Junkie, cheater, waste of skin. All of these traits are often perceived when getting to know Damon. It's possible he means well, only time will tell.
conversations.prefix: Damon Henricks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If it's over-the-counter or under-the-table drugs, Damon likely knows everything about it.
conversations.prefix: Medicinal Expert:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Heroin, Oxycontin, Fluoxetine, and Marijuana are just some of Damon's heretical addictions. He's also prone to other common street drugs. Without some of the above he could die to withdrawals.
conversations.prefix: Drug Addict:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: His mother left him as a baby, his father and older brother disowned him. All romantic relationships have ended in his betrayal. Should he find what's left of his remaining family, there is only vengeance in his wake.
conversations.prefix: Abandoned:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This character is out for themselves and is prone to throwing others to the wolves. Self preservation has been drilled into him.
conversations.prefix: Selfish:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "I don't care who you are or what you do, get out of my way."
  
  Sometimes it shows as irreverence, other times it's as stoicism in its purest form.  Whatever the case may be, emotions and thoughts are a secret to be kept rather than a message to be broadcast.
conversations.prefix: Impassive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Once her mind's set on doing a specific action, she's going see it through until the end; it doesn't matter what she thinks or feels.
  
  Even the phrase 'die trying' isn't good enough.
conversations.prefix: Iron Will:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Even deep down, Elly isn't heartless--she never was.  On the contrary, she has a drive to do good, when it doesn't directly conflict with her inner struggles.
conversations.prefix: Bleeding Heart:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If there's one thing the human species is infallible at is how terrible it can be and how quickly they can change.  Even those closest can stab you in the heart in the worst ways.
conversations.prefix: Misanthropy at its Worst:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A trusting, warm natured character, this person tries to make friends and allies with all she can. 
conversations.prefix: Friendly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This character will go down with the ship, and will often put themselves in harms way for the greater good. 
conversations.prefix: Bitter Ender:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This character doesnt REALLY know how the world works. 
conversations.prefix: Naive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Finding a sibling long lost and cherished is always a worthy investment of ones time. 
conversations.prefix: Sisterly Love:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some people look around in haste.  Elly looks around methodically for a means or a way to get her and hers out of their present situation.
conversations.prefix: Calm Observance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Damon is lanky and surprisingly flexible. His arm acts like a strong rope.
conversations.prefix: Flexible:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's just sometimes that you have to push, and push, and push.
conversations.prefix: Pain Tolerance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Being shot is always nasty business--especially when trying to make an escape.
conversations.prefix: Wounded: