conversations.from: system
conversations.value: They came out of nowhere.
  
  Nobody knows the reasons why, the motives, the passions that drove these invaders to attack the Earth, but they did. Entire continents were destroyed in hours, cities vaporised either from orbit or through mysterious portals that would open up just long enough to swallow a tract of land.
  
  Nobody living had even caught a glimpse of the invaders, they had just arrived, and destroyed.
  
  Either they didn't count on the orbital facilities surrounding Earth, or they didn't care, but some people survived. And one ship.
  
  It was meant to be the pinnacle of mankind, a joining of peoples, a way to reach out into the stars and take them into the future. The Ark, six kilometres long, space for a million people. Meant to go forth in search of new places and sow the seeds of Humankind amongst the stars with a revolutionary new type of propulsion.
  
  Now it's their only salvation. Thousands of people were evacuated, entire orbiting stations pulled into drydock within the humongous mass of the Ark to rescue everyone that they could.
  
  But The Enemy have taken notice, and their sights have turned from the scorched planet to the people above.
  
  .......................
  
  **OOC:** 
  
  This is a Sci-Fi epic in a similar vein to Homeworld, Andromeda or BSG, about the struggles of the last of Humankind. There's room for all sorts of roles although I would like a good mix of Military and Civilian characters to hopefully generate some tension.
  
  Feel free to customize some strengths and natures and get your characters in for submission!
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're in shock!
  
  [Play no other cards until this goal is complete]
conversations.prefix: Shock:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Filled with hyperspanners, logic probes, a large hammer. All the tools an Engineer needs to fix, or break, something.
conversations.prefix: Engineer's Kit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whatever it is on The Ark that you do, you're doing it.
conversations.prefix: Do Your Job:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This thing contains practically everything a survivalist needs. Rations, water, a knife, a communicator, some tools and some other little odds and ends.
conversations.prefix: Bug-out Bag:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Standard issue for the military.
  
  Fires caseless fletchette rounds using a magnetic pulse system. 120-round magazines, self-recharging. Silent. Deadly.
conversations.prefix: CR-4 Gauss Pistol:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This little drone flies around on gravitic stabilisers, allowing it to capture some incredible shots and amazing video footage without much user input.
conversations.prefix: MX-10 Camera Drone:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're capturing the greatest story Humankind had ever known!
conversations.prefix: Who Needs A Pulitzer?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This is an emergency surgeon's kit, it contains practically everything you need to perform anything up to emergency field surgery.
conversations.prefix: Medical Kit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: I'm in Shock!
  
  [Unable to play any other cards until this goal is completed]
conversations.prefix: Shock:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Take stock of what's left for food, water and medical supplies.
conversations.prefix: Inventory:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Central Operations. A huge circular room, consoles lining the walls, and in the centre is the holographic face of Artie the AI. This is where every system aboard the Ark is controlled from.
conversations.prefix: The Ark: Command Centre:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The main gathering space. A huge room, capable of holding tens of thousands of people, with a raised central dias.
conversations.prefix: The Ark: Public Forum:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A young girl, heavy blood loss, long gash along her left leg has nicked the femoral artery
conversations.prefix: Med Centre: Ashley Waters:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An aged man, currently suffering from a severe concussion, heavy blood loss, missing his left leg.
conversations.prefix: Med Centre: Leo Sullivan:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mother of three, two of her sons stand over her watching, the third is missing. She has a large gash along her stomach and is bleeding heavily internally.
conversations.prefix: Med Centre: Molly Carpenter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Might be worth seeing what Artie can do about a ship, and someone to fly it.
conversations.prefix: A Ship:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Who're these faceless fellows?
conversations.prefix: AI Drones:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: So...just where are we, anyway?
conversations.prefix: Anyone Got A Map?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The AI appears to be offline.
conversations.prefix: Artie? Artie!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: What does it mean?
conversations.prefix: Blinking Red Light:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Food is going to become scarce pretty soon. Perhaps it'd be worth looking into hydroponics, or seeing what is salvageable?
conversations.prefix: Botanical Beauty:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: And old man lays on the ground, his leg off at a very wrong angle. Thankfully, he's unconscious, but his daughter or granddaughter isn't.
conversations.prefix: Broken Leg:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Artie doesn't know everyone, maybe someone should try and find out who all is onboard?
conversations.prefix: Census:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's a lot of Civilians in the observation lounge - Someone needs to talk to them.
conversations.prefix: Civilians:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Enemy have noticed you, it won't be long until their weapons are heading in your direction.
conversations.prefix: Escape:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Pilot the new shuttle into the celestial field and gather up the materials necessary for fabricating Neutronium for jump fuel.
conversations.prefix: EVA Gathering:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Now that there's someone in charge, it's going to be a matter of making sure everyone agrees with the change - and electing a council.
conversations.prefix: The Undiscovered Country:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 0118999...
  
  These fires look like they could get out of hand quick, and whatever fire suppression systems this ship has appear to be offline.
conversations.prefix: Fire! Fire!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone should do something.
conversations.prefix: He's Choking!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Artie is in charge, but you're still gonna need that jump.
conversations.prefix: Jump Anytime:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you have what it takes to lead these people? Someone needs to organise elections and plan for the future.
conversations.prefix: Leadership:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Perhaps you can regain control of the life support systems manually?
conversations.prefix: Life Support:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Who're the tall, imposing metal fellows with featureless faces?
conversations.prefix: Operations: AI Drones:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People are worried about the AI control, and that's just the ones on the command deck.
conversations.prefix: Panic!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If you're going to repair six kilometres of ship, someone needs to reactivate the drones.
conversations.prefix: Repair Drones:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People are starting to get hungry, and the observation lounge is still locked down.
conversations.prefix: Supplies:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe now is a good time to check supplies.
conversations.prefix: Supplies:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Artie needs to send some EVA drones to these bodies to survey for the energetic compounds needed for the Jump Drive.
conversations.prefix: Survey Celestial Bodies:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Although it has been silent since their attack on Earth, it doesn't mean they're not trying to find you.
conversations.prefix: The Enemy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It looks like there are a lot of injured people, and that's just in the command centre.
conversations.prefix: Walking Wounded:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're all in this together.
  
  It's up to the crew to decide where to go from here. All of the crew.
conversations.prefix: What Now?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hundreds of them swarm in orbit around the burning Earth, squads of 5 and 10 flying perfect formation as they decimate the orbital ships and facilities.
  
  Two squads are heading straight for the Ark as it leaves the Earth's sphere of influence.
  
conversations.prefix: Phantom Vessels:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Wings? RCS Thrusters? Plasma Ignition Drives? As long as you can strap a seat to it, you can get it to fly somewhere.
conversations.prefix: I'm A Pilot!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Plucked from the devastation on Earth, from it's surface or one of the orbiting stations, you were never supposed to be aboard this ship.
conversations.prefix: Civilian:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There were only a few of you aboard, ready to set off for new worlds. You have some skill, something useful to offer when seeding Humanity amongst the stars.
conversations.prefix: Colonist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Patch 'em up and push 'em out. You can handle anything from writing a prescription to rebuilding a leg and reattaching it.
  
  Assuming you have the equipment...
conversations.prefix: Doctor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The best and brightest mankind has to offer, spit and bailing twine are all you need to keep things ship-shape.
conversations.prefix: Engineer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The best of the best. One of the few brave souls serving onboard the Ark.
conversations.prefix: Officer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You used to write laws, represent the people, run campaigns and kiss babies.
conversations.prefix: Politician:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something weird? Get me some readings, it's studying time!
conversations.prefix: Scientist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can strip and clean a PT-209 Pulse Rifle in 3 minutes flat. You're Brave, Heroic, and other words with big capitalisations.
  
  Do you want to know more?
conversations.prefix: Soldier:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Track, field, gym, sports, you've done something to make you faster, stronger, or quicker than most.
conversations.prefix: Athletic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You just ooze style, charm, pizzazz, whatever buzz words you like to describe your mojo. You have a way with people.
conversations.prefix: Charming:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You never let emotions get the best of you. Stoic and steadfast in the face of anything.
conversations.prefix: Controlled:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've been there, you've done that, you even have the t-shirt to prove it.
  
  Maybe even some scars, visible or otherwise.
conversations.prefix: Experienced:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You never stop digging at a problem or a puzzle until you know its solution. All those years of rubiks cubes have given you an edge with problem solving and lateral thinking.
conversations.prefix: Inquisitive Mind:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Know-it-all, Braniac, Whizzkid, you've been called it all, but not without good reason.
conversations.prefix: Intelligent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a way with people, whether it's your voice, your tone, a look in your eyes, people take what you say as writ and follow where you lead.
conversations.prefix: Natural Leader:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know how to start from scratch, live off the land without technology. From fire comes civilization, after all.
conversations.prefix: Survivalist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Military tactics are your forte, when it comes to ordering ships into formation or soldiers into battle, you know what's what.
conversations.prefix: Tactical Genius:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Wires? Lights? Some sort of button? You know what it does, and if you don't you can damn well figure it out, fix it and make it better quicker than most people can turn on a screen.
conversations.prefix: Technical Genius:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whether it's a standard issue subsonic gauss pistol, a shoulder-mounted charged particle cannon, or the ship's heavy slug mass driver turrets - You know everything about it, and how many pieces it'll leave your enemies in afterwards.
conversations.prefix: Weapons Expert:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've lived through a lot, either because your life is so full or because there was so much of it.
conversations.prefix: Wise:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's something that you need, whether it's medical, narcotic, or something all together different, you can't go long without it.
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes you just want to hit someone or something. 
  
  Okay...all of the time.
conversations.prefix: Aggressive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: He who fights and runs away, lives to run another day.
conversations.prefix: Coward:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have something wrong with you, and it won't be going away anytime soon. 
  
  At least not without expensive gene therapy.
conversations.prefix: Illness:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You could do something but...eh.
conversations.prefix: Lazy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You aren't the sharpest tool in the shed, so it's a good thing they weren't picky when rescuing people.
conversations.prefix: Stupid:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're given to fits of rage or violence. Most of the time you're alright, but when something sets you off...
conversations.prefix: Unstable:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There was something you did that people know about, it makes them wary and unlikely to trust you.
conversations.prefix: Untrustworthy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whether it's genetic or not, you're weaker than almost everyone. Lifting much more than a briefcase is difficult, and you tend to get sick more easily than anyone else.
conversations.prefix: Weak:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You just want to settle down again, somewhere new, somewhere safe.
conversations.prefix: A New Home:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You get them into this mess, it's your job to get people out of it.
conversations.prefix: Duty:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Money, power, whatever it is that you like, you want more of it. All of it! And there isn't much you wouldn't do to get it.
conversations.prefix: Greed:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You just want to be safe again. But in a hostile universe, is safety ever going to be a guarantee?
conversations.prefix: Protection:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whoever they are, whatever they did, you will not stop until you have your revenge.
conversations.prefix: Revenge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Standard issue for the military, and those in the know.
  
  Fires caseless fletchette rounds using a magnetic pulse system. 500-round magazines, self-recharging. Practically silent, unless you switch it to explosive round ammunition...
conversations.prefix: PH-209 Pulse Rifle:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: I'll take what I want, when I want, the rules don't apply to me.
conversations.prefix: Steal From The Rich:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Standard issue for the military.
  
  Fires caseless fletchette rounds using a magnetic pulse system. 120-round magazines, self-recharging. Silent. Deadly.
conversations.prefix: CR-4 Gauss Pistol:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Ark's artificial intelligence. Artie was developed at DARPA and is one of the first artificial intelligences to be used for shipboard operations.
  
  With the help of AI-controlled 'drones', Artie can manage almost every system onboard with only minimal input although his programming requires him to follow orders issued by a commanding officer.
conversations.prefix: Artie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Six kilometres long, split into two huge blades, the sheer size of the vessel requires the crew and visitors to travel by magnetic monotracks. Housing huge hangars, living spaces, and the most advanced technology known to mankind. Space for a million people, scientists, mechanics, soldiers, leaders.
  
  Now it's home to just tens of thousands, and the only salvation for those hoping to escape the destruction of their planet.
conversations.prefix: The Ark:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There are civilians and colonists in the Command Centre, they're watching the Earth burn and they're scared and worried.
  
  It's a bag full of tinder waiting for a match.
conversations.prefix: Panic!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The new drive systems are locked out, and they're the only thing that can get the Ark and everyone on board to safety.
conversations.prefix: Escape:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Bringing Artie back online in this way has ended up with him becoming unfettered and uncontrolled except by his original, guiding Directives, grown into the very systems he inhabits.
  
  How are you going to deal with him now?
conversations.prefix: How Do You...Feel?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Anyone not in the CC doesn't really have an idea of what's going on up here. Perhaps it's time to let them know what's happened up to this point.
conversations.prefix: Ark News Network [Nora]:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The pilots are still stuck behind damaged airlocks and bulkheads, and with the drones offline there's nobody to execute repairs.
conversations.prefix: Rescue The Pilots:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Hangar functions are all offline and you're stuck in your Rapiers. You're going to have to risk the vacuum of an unpressurised hangar.
conversations.prefix: Ship-to-Ship [Pilots]:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone needs to check on food supplies, seed storage and the hydroponics bays after the jump. None of them were locked down and damage is likely to be extensive.
conversations.prefix: Inventory [Nicole]:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Several of the tanks blew and external sensors didn't show it. Of the twenty huge tanks of potable water, nine of them are venting into space.
conversations.prefix: Water Water:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Choose a system to repair, and once this obstacle is complete it will show as 'Repaired' on the Systems Report in the next scene.
conversations.prefix: Repair A System:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something needs to be done, people need to be fed and watered. Discuss what to do and the obstacles will be up in the next scene.
conversations.prefix: Food and Water:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The tether holding the Ark to its Orbital Platform remains in place, keeping it secure while high above the Earth.
conversations.prefix: Orbital Tether:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The civilians have been moved to an adjoining room in the Command Centre under armed watch. Not many of them are happy with this turn of events...
conversations.prefix: Angry People:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You just want all this chaos and stress to stop. It would be nice to just close your eyes and be able to sleep peacefully. 
conversations.prefix: Find Peace:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A renegade cop. Who doesn't play by the rules. You retired years ago. But now the force needs you back. Because god dammit, you're the best they've got.
conversations.prefix: Renegade Cop:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're very... tactless. It rarely goes over well, especially with strangers.
conversations.prefix: Blunt:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They say you carry the ones you love with you forever. Can you love lost lives, places, cultures, histories, an entire *planet* enough to carry it all forever forward into humanity's tenuous future?
conversations.prefix: Love:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Great memory and recall, normal intellect. Know-it-all, brainiac, polymath--you've been called it all, just for the wrong reason.
conversations.prefix: Mnemonist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Others call it a problem. You call it an opportunity to acknowledge the positives of alternative truths.
conversations.prefix: Denial:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: With all that you've lost, you can't bare to lose anyone else. Everyone on the ship, all that remains of humanity -- you'll do everything in your power to ensure they make it. 
conversations.prefix: Keep Them Alive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can't do everything yourself--so you're good at empowering others to do things for you. 
  
  Did that say "for you"? You meant, "for *themselves*." Right?
conversations.prefix: Power of the People, by the People:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild: