conversations.from: system
conversations.value: An Engel and Mecha based game set in the world of **CthulhuTech**, well into the Aeon War against the Migou and other enemies. 
  CthulhuTech is a futuristic RPG which meshes cyberpunk, Lovecraft and mecha. It's rather amazing.
  ###For information on this Storium game, see the [Song of Engels Playguide](https://drive.google.com/open?id=1lTLLjCVlXTlng1zy3LItSIUS9tGOiT8C7bJiF0NQQ7M).
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  #The war against the Migou rages on!
  
  It is the year 2088, ten years after the start of the Aeon War with no end in sight.
  
  Mankind is being pushed to its limits from every corner of the globe, fighting what endlessly seems like a losing battle to maintain what is theirs. Even with the introduction of the Engels to the armies of the NEG, that were our new hope for a future - every time we retake a piece of land, another is consumed by the Migou, the Rapine Storm, or the Order of Dagon... 
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  ##A Land Girt By Sea... And Enemies
  
  The Oceanic Combined Forces Command (OCFCOM) headquarters in Melbourne, Australia, is one of the largest south-most NEG military outposts left in the human-controlled world, standing proud and tall against the looming threat of the Migou. Back in the old world, Australians had a reputation for being 'laid back', sometimes lazy, and 'taking it on the chin'... now, they are some of the most resilient of fighters, holding the southern lines against those that would enslave us.
  
  Melbourne's defenses have been crippled, though. Considered one of the safer cities on the continent compared to the constant hell the likes of Darwin and Perth struggled against, they suffered a massive blow in late 2087 when their entire unit of Engels and half their mech force were wiped out in an botched attempt to reclaim Tasmania from the Migou; **Operation: Reclaim Borders**. Not only was this a massive loss of military units, but the Migou surged back against our borders in anger. Though fought off, the damage left to Melbourne is still being repaired, and they have lost one third of their military and civilian population.
  
  Seeing this weakness in Australia's forces, the Migou are pushing the boundaries along the southern coastline, while the Rapine Storm slowly begins to consume the Northern Territory and the top of Western Australia; furthermore there has been grim news of the Order of Dagon finally re-appearing on the great southern land, creeping along coastal settlements near Cairns and the Great Barrier Reef. The desert continent is being invaded from all corners. 
  
  Help is on the way, however. A new batch of Engels and mecha has been deployed with the latest upgrades and fast-tracked to Melbourne, while talented mech pilots have been hand-picked from the local military forces and begun the extensive and rigorous testing and training to become part of the most elite forces in the N.E.G. Army... the tamers of the beasts within metal, the otherworldly kindred... Engel pilots. 
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  ##**[The Song of Engels Tumblr](https://songofengels.tumblr.com/storylist)**
  We put our art and other character scenes/RP there :) Check it out!
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conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe you lied on some official documents about your mental health and stability, or erased all evidence of psychiatric consultations from your personal records... but you're not well. You struggle with a mental illness, that you must hide to be able to keep your job. 
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Okay:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have anger issues. Maybe you saw too much injustice as a child, maybe you had to be still and quiet and not complain in a bad situation and all that rage came out as you grew up - or maybe you're just freakin' mad. If anyone's going to snap and punch a wall at the wrong word, or let their Engel's bloodthirst get to them in the heat of battle... it'll be you.
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Calm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Through all your military training you've never lost sight of your original reason for being - to defend those who can't defend themselves. You became a pilot to protect the people you love, maybe to give your siblings or friends or children a better future... or just to help the world.
conversations.prefix: Protector:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You grew up in a rough place, you saw things a kid shouldn't have, it hardened you in ways and splintered you in others. You fought because it was the only thing that helped you see clearly. You were recommended to become a Mech pilot because they thought that dark look in your eyes was fearlessness. 
conversations.prefix: Damaged Recruit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are the latest in a long line of serving loyal citizens of the New Earth Government. One or both of your parents were decorated officers, and you've attended military academy, specifically to be a mech pilot. There has been pressure on you to apply for the Engel Project.
conversations.prefix: Military Family:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were abused as a child or teenager. Whether emotionally or physically, you wear the scars of it in your every day life. Even with the horrors that surround the world, you know the true darkness and cruelty of the human heart can be just as potent an evil.
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Loved:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are not a team player. You look out primarily for yourself, and struggle to get into the groove of a group dynamic. You're the one who'll take the shot instead of protecting the friend, or shoot the hostage. When push comes to shove, in a bad situation... get the job done, and look out for You.
  
  **(You cannot take the Natural Leader or Prettiest Weed Strengths.)**
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) With You:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There is something about you that others find visually jarring. An ugly scar down the face that pulls it all out of shape, the remains of what a disease did you your skin... and you've gotten everything from wrinkled noses to utter repulsion. From those who can bear to look you in the eye, that is. You have difficultly with social interactions and feel very alienated by your looks.
  
  **(You cannot take the Natural Leader Strength.)**
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Beautiful:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Let's be honest. You're just a bit of an asshole.
  Cruel, a Sociopath, or even a Sadist. Whichever way you go, you are not good people, and you enjoy your job a little too much. 
  **(You cannot take The Prettiest Weed.)**
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Kind:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You take charge, you get it done, and you get your team in and out with morale still high. Your natural charisma and strong sense of duty paints you as an easy people manager, and someone others look up to for direction and strength.
  
  **(This Card Cannot be taken with the "You Are (Not) Beautiful" Weakness.)**
conversations.prefix: Natural Leader:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've seen shit, man. But rather than whittle you down, it only made you stronger. You're very hard to phase, and can keep a cool head in any situation. The sight of blood and gore, of Eldritch abominations and the destruction in the wake of the Rapine Storm... nothing phases you.
  
  **(You start with one extra Sanity Point.)**
conversations.prefix: Unflappable:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are weak-willed. That's fine for sitting inside a metal suit, but not so much within an Engel. It also makes it difficult to argue with others, and you find yourself easily manipulated, and bullied into submission/agreement with others.
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Strong:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A while ago, you came to Australia from another country for a new start. You lost a lot in your old home, and wanted to wipe the slate clean, make a new life for yourself. No one really knows you that well yet, and that's exactly how you like it.
conversations.prefix: New Start:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You ran and you made it. Whether the land you left was taken over by the Migou, or purged by the Rapine Storm, you survived - and with better knowledge than most on the enemy - and it somehow didn't drive you mad. The NEG saw this, and appreciated it, and you are known within the military for your insights. 
conversations.prefix: Drove Through Ghosts:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a phobia of some kind. An intense fear that maybe relates back to past experiences, and it's a bad one. Catatonia, hysterics, flashbacks... whatever the reaction, you become completely useless when overcome.
  
  **(State this in your character application).**
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Logical:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Not always a bad thing, being the sneaky one. You know how to avoid being seen. You can dodge around a bad confrontation in the same way, and you're quiet and light on your feet. No one you know can back into the shadows and disappear the way you do.
conversations.prefix: Sneaky Bugger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've grown up in Melbourne; you know the neighbourhood like the back of your hand, the safe and the not-safe alleys, the best places to go for a beer and the best for information. The best dance clubs, the safest bunkers during a Migou attack. You know it all - this is your city.
conversations.prefix: Streetwise:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have studied the occult. As a hobby, or one of those peculiar electives you needed to fill out your uni schedule. You got a little bit too interested, a little bit too into it; like staying up late reading Creepy Pasta, you should have stopped ages ago. At the very least, you know your stuff... but you've never quite slept well since.
  
  **(If you choose this Strength, you start with one less Sanity Point in your pool.)**
conversations.prefix: Occult-Savvy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are coming to Melbourne as an established pilot, along with your Engel and the new 'batch' that has just been deployed there. You are expected to aid in helping the new recruits settle into their positions and adjust to life as an Engel Pilot.
conversations.prefix: Guardian Engel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were born and bred in the fortress city of Melbourne - you might even be old enough to remember the old culture of art and music it had before the first Melbourne was near completely destroyed during the Second Arcanotech War. You joined the military to protect your home, in the hopes that it may one day be called the 'Garden City' most again.
conversations.prefix: Melbournian:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Once a defensive facility turned tourist attraction, now restored to its original purpose, with Fort Nepean standing at the mouth of Port Phillip Bay overlooking the Nepean Seagate. 
  Migou activity on King Island is also monitored from here. 
conversations.prefix: Point Nepean:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A floating military base at the heart of Port Phillip Bay. Operations here are tied heavily with Ashcroft, which was rumoured to have paid for repairs after Reclaim Borders. A lot of R&D and Applied Sciences occurs here, including upgrades to the Engels, pilot training programs, and Arcanotech experimentation. 
conversations.prefix: Port Phillip Base:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Once a place for lavish apartments and tourism, now the headquarters of the OCFCOM. A place for strategic planning meetings, briefings, debriefings, war rooms, and the overseeing of all Asia-Pacific operations. 
conversations.prefix: Eureka Tower:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Built, shut down, demolished, built again in the modern age... shut down again. Tucked away near old LaTrobe University north from Melbourne, The infamous site has once again been condemned. We live in an age where we more often than not see too much, and not even the asylums can stop us screaming.
conversations.prefix: Larundel Mental Asylum:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know your way around computers and electronics. You love to play games as much as you love to hack PCs and terminals. You can build a rig from the ground up and probably code it too, you have a room at home dedicated to computer parts and gaming.
conversations.prefix: Tech-head:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You had some experience in mech building or repairs prior to becoming a pilot.
  You don't ship your Mech off to the fixers' after a battle. You pour hours over it lovingly, taking every bit of care to keep it shipshape. And not just mecha but cars, motorbikes, even military vehicles. 
conversations.prefix: Machinist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're just a good person. In this cruel world, simple kindness shouldn't be taken for granted, and no one knows that more than you. People are drawn to you and enjoy your company, they confide in you over others... you simply have a comforting, friendly disposition. You are the friend everyone needs, and you have more than enough energy to support yourself and them. 
  
  **(This Strength can NOT be taken with the "You Are (Not) Kind" Weakness.)**
conversations.prefix: The Prettiest Weed:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're the only survivor from Operation: Reclaim Borders. After intensive surgery, and some touch-and-go for a while there, you have just been released from hospital with a clean bill of health. A complete, miraculous physical and mental recovery. Ready to get back to it. 
  Your family and friends are a little worried though - something seems a bit different about you - but you're fine, really. You've never felt better.
  
  (Forewarning: Taking this Nature will have secret consequences later in game.)
conversations.prefix: After the Nightmare:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Canberra - a massive arcology completely closed off from the outside. This is where the Federal Government sits, communicating with the N.E.G. at large and running the country from behind the safety of towering walls and shields. Inside is said to be a 'Sanctuary from all Horrors'. Most of Australia's upper-class civilians reside there along with military and government officials; while middle and lower class settlements sprawl out in each direction beyond the walls.
conversations.prefix: A.C.T.:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your home for the foreseeable future. Within the heard of Melbourne's Docklands, Engel pilots and high-ranking Mecha pilots have an entire luxury apartment building to themselves. This is to look after your comfort and mental health outside the job... and of course, monitor your every move.  The area is situated nice and close to base, just in case you're needed for sudden deployment.
conversations.prefix: M Docklands:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Engel pilots are required to report to a psychiatric professional at least once a fortnight, or after a particularly taxing mission. This is yours - Doctor Penny Langley. She lives within the same building as you and is paid to be available to you 24/7. She is kind and relaxed, but fiercely perceptive and intelligent. She also signs your prescriptions - so best to have a good working relationship.
conversations.prefix: Dr. Penny Langley:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Called 'Vass' by his peers, Vastopoulos is your commanding officer - you answer to him, he is with you via radio on every mission, and he can only be overruled by the Director of Operations. A curt man of few words and completely dedicated to the job, Vass still has some lingering animosity towards the Nazzadi, after watching his brothers-in-arms fall at their hands in the first Arcanotech War, though he tries not to let it get in the way of his job and duty.
conversations.prefix: Captain Thanasis Vastopoulos:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Director Adebisi is a stern and uncompromising woman who is the overseer of all Engel-based operations of OCFCOM Australia. She was a mecha pilot in the First Arcanotech War; her prowess for strategy saw her rise through the ranks quickly. She is tough as nails, and exactly the sort of person you want running things in Melbourne. She was flown in to replace the old Director after Operation: Reclaim Borders.
conversations.prefix: Operations Director Aziah Adebisi:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Migou, The Rapine Storm or the Order of Dagon. Choose one. They took something from you - your friends, family, your home, it doesn't matter. All that matters now is that they're going to pay for it in blood. You're going to fight until every last stinking alien bug is dead, if you have to go down with them to do it.
conversations.prefix: Best Served Cold:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have come to the conclusion that the Aeon War is the beginning of the end, and that all humanity is doing is delaying the inevitable. We're all doomed. Anything you do is pointless- but you can't think like that. You know in your line of work you can't afford to think like that. You need to figure out a way to deal. Wake up to yourself. Find hope again.
conversations.prefix: Existential Crisis:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An interested party made sure that your test results were enough to get you into or near the Engel Project, and they want details. On the technology, on the Engels themselves and how safe they are, on the pilots... and whether the Ashcroft Foundation is hiding something terrible. 
conversations.prefix: Undercover:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There is something encoded into your mind and genes by your past Migou overlords that has, or is about to awaken. You were meant for something specific, and it is no accident you've ended up here. You must either fight your programming... or give in and watch the consequences unfold. 
conversations.prefix: Sleeper Agent (Nazzadi):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a younger brother or sister that it's been left to you to look after, on top of everything else. They are a minor, and require care and attention from you - you love them dearly, and you're all each other has. You know they'll be sent away if you can't somehow balance family life and Engel piloting...
conversations.prefix: Priorities:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're not who you say you are. In fact, who you say you are is entirely fictional. It's all made up, everything on your record is a forgery, and you paid good money for it. The real you is hiding a terrible secret and the Fake Everyday you has to live with the stress of concealing it on top of everything else. 
conversations.prefix: Living a Lie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You lost a friend to Operation: Reclaim Borders, and you haven't been able to get past it - how could such a massive, long-term, well-structured operation fail on such an epic scale? How did it all go so wrong? What exactly happened on Tasmania that day? You've made it your duty to your friend to find out. 
conversations.prefix: On That Day:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You and another PC have... issues. You knew each other before this started but you didn't like it much. A rivalry, healthy or unhealthy; a sordid past; a one-night-stand that went wrong; or an accident on the field that one blames the other for. 
  Whatever it is between you two, it won't do your group dynamic any favours. 
conversations.prefix: Rivalry:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  1 ENGEL ATTACK
  ***
conversations.prefix: Tsadqiel (Hamshall):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  ADVANTAGE
  ***
  Your assortment of sensory systems make it almost impossible for you to be snuck up on.
conversations.prefix: Tsadqiel (Hamshall):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  DISADVANTAGE
  ***
  This battle does not take place in or near water - you are slow, and your Engel is skittish. 
conversations.prefix: Tsadqiel (Hamshall):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have an issue with authority. 
  Taking orders can be difficult for you - so is being respectful to your superiors. At heart you're a rebel - in this case it gets you into more trouble than anything else, however.
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Well Behaved:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your immune system and natural resistances are spectacular. Extreme temperatures don't bother you as much, you don't get sick and when you do you recover quickly. You're the one at the table who eats the ghost-pepper with a smile,  and you're the only one still standing after getting hit with a cloud of poisonous fumes. Your body just doesn't know when to quit. 
conversations.prefix: Resilient:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your family was poor, or a loved one injured and in hospital with a climbing mountain of medical bills. Whatever the case, lower class. You enlisted to financially support them, to keep your family off the streets, as the only able bread-winner, and it's been a hard climb up through the ranks, but it's all for them.
  You applied for the Spec Ops Mecha unit OR the Engel program because, despite the danger, you knew it would pay well. Now you can look after them nice and proper. 
conversations.prefix: Blood is Thicker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have terrible dreams. They started when you were small, after witnessing cultist activities, and haunt you wherever you go. Not every night - but most nights. However you try to knock yourself out for the night, the strongest sleeping pills or the best weed, nothing works. So you have taken to willful insomnia and spending much of your free time in the evenings out on the streets, or in bars and clubs. 
conversations.prefix: Child of the Night:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA - Damian Hoover:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA - Kurzy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA - Tasra:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA - Feyda McIntyre:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA - Moira Everstone:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA - Dromi:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Upon reading, A few things become apparent very quickly.
  
  A) You will no longer have any privacy.
  
  B) You are required to be on permanent stand-by.
  
  C) Your body and mind will now belong to the NEG if it did not already. 
  
  D) Any breach of this NDA in any way, shape or form will result in your complete and utter obliteration from the world.
conversations.prefix: NDA - Leslie Burmm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A character CANNOT use other kinds of cards against challenges associated with the NPC whose shitlist they are on, and MUST play their Shit List cards until they have none left.
conversations.prefix: Vass's Shit List:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The _other_ half of the gym floor at M Docklands, dedicated to this state-of-the-art swimming pool. It is .6 metres deep at one end, and 2.5 metres at the other. 
conversations.prefix: Apartment Pool:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Clean, minimalist design, efficient. It's important to the NEG that their pilots keep fit - might as well do it in luxury. All the basics are here, and then some. A mysterious person is sometimes seen restocking the water-bottle dispenser and cleaning your sweat off the handles of everything.
conversations.prefix: Apartment Gym:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Set up like a comfy psychiatric lounge, in a similar open-plan apartment to your own. Pilots in your league have benefits like this - an on-call psych who's door you can knock on at any point of the day. Tea and lamingtons make a common appearance on the coffee table during appointments.
conversations.prefix: Dr. Langley's Practice:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: On the surface; an abandoned military fort from yester-year. 
  
  Within; A highly sophisticated military monitoring station, listening into Migou communications from the south. It also overlooks the Nepean Seagate; the electrified shield extending across the entrance to the bay. 
conversations.prefix: Point Nepean:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The best and most sought-after way to momentarily forget the impending doom of the Aeon War tends to be the same anywhere. Sex and drugs and sex and drugs and dancing until the sun comes up; and there's no place that does it better in Melbourne than Brunswick Street. Every night is club night, just be careful; the things that go bump in the night are usually out for a good time, too.
conversations.prefix: The Brunswick Strip:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can play this card as an asset to try and get back on the good side of whoever you've pissed off. Once you no longer hold any Shit List cards for the named character, you are considered 'off' their shit list. 
conversations.prefix: Dr. Langley's Shit List:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An Ashcroft Foundation Advisor assigned to oversee the performance of the Engels and mechs in The Choir. Softly spoken, polite, a little dark around the edges. A secretive man representing another agenda. 
conversations.prefix: Ingra Schneider:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Feyda has a brand on his shoulder that is usually reserved for Dagonite 'stock'. Find out why, and a future situation might be avoided before it's too late. You might even come to terms with your own sordid past.
conversations.prefix: Strange Scars [Moira Only]:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Though the two new Engels are steadily being fed some calming sedatives, Moira and Charlotte are still not quite safe. Manoeuvre back out of harms way.
conversations.prefix: Harm's Way:
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.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.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.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.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.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.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.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: It’s not that you aren’t afraid. But you don’t let your fear rule your actions. And bug or fishman, they all deserve a shot in the face anyway. 
conversations.prefix: Brave:
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: You are coming to Melbourne as an established mecha pilot, along with your mecha as a representative of the N.E.G.'s finest pilots. You will be expected to train, or aid the new pilots of the freshly-assembled fleet being delivered to the bastion of Melbourne. 
conversations.prefix: Reassigned Theatre :
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're voice is strong and  smooth, grabbing people's attention with very little effort. Others are often drawn in by your attractive accent and silky way of speaking.
conversations.prefix: Sexy Voice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Feyda simply doesn’t fit in. He's different. He somehow draws sidelong glances, avoidance, unusual treatment, even outright prejudice or  violence.
  Like hell he's going to conform, though.
conversations.prefix: Misfit (Racial):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Respect? Proper Decorum? Nah, you say what you please and act the way you want. Very rarely will you follow the codes of conduct or show respect to a title of import. No no, if they want good behaviour they have to earn that.
conversations.prefix: Flippant 'till the end:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Kurzy has near-three decades of combat experience, and utilizes this to speak with experience, over her confidence. Her name carries some familiarity to British and Pacific-based commissioned officers.
conversations.prefix: Authority:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Growing up a warden of the state and joining the NEG forces at an early age, Moira is very practical and focused on finding a quick solution for any problem she might encounter.
conversations.prefix: Common Sense:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Leslie has phenomenal memory. Something about the way his brain works allows the young man to retain droves of information, quite a useful talent having served behind enemy lines on recon patrols.
conversations.prefix: Eidetic Memory :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The NEG pulled you from the ashes of your childhood.
  The faces may change, but the righteous edifice of the only family you've had since then gives a clear, if unyielding directive for your life.
conversations.prefix: Duty (2):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Dromi is used to long hours and staying until a job is complete. Not only are they used to it, they enjoy it. They'll do whatever they can to get the job done and done right.
conversations.prefix: Productive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your Character has something captivating about him be it his 
  personality, physical beauty, or simply an exotic air. Must be those big blue eyes and slivery Xenomix skin...
conversations.prefix: Alluring:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tasra is bound by duty to his work. Committed to standing with the Humans against the Migou and driven by a mixture of personal guilt and paternal instincts. He will do everything possible to live up to his oath to protect Earth, even at great personal cost.
conversations.prefix: Duty (2):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're smaller than the rest. You got picked on as a kid. You only had one choice, either man up or get held back.
conversations.prefix: Toughen Up:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: With effort, you can keep a handle on your anger and confusion. This time.
conversations.prefix: Controlled:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Tolerance point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're uncompromisingly meticulous about your presentation, and carry an unwavering aura of confidence.
  It makes for good first impressions.
conversations.prefix: Alluring:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: &nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You realise that your initiation as an Engel pilot wasn't quite the norm, and the situation got out of hand quickly. One Ingra Schneider seemed to be at least partially responsible - but what was the point of it all, and why was it done? You think you might investigate this. Is it his own agenda, or Ashcroft's as a whole that put you all in harm's way?
conversations.prefix: The Ashcroft Agenda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The narrow streets of melbourne's art district houses some of the few remaining heritage buildings left, and crammed into these are cafes, antique shops, book stores, music venues... If you're after some culture, some music, and some weed, this is the place.
conversations.prefix: Art District:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A thick yellow gas blankets the area, not only making visibility nil but messing with your infrared. 
conversations.prefix: Obscuring Gas:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  1 MECHA ATTACK
  ***
conversations.prefix: Athena:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  WEAPON
  ***
  HyperEdge Claws
conversations.prefix: Athena 3:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  WEAPON
  ***
  Amphibious Chaff Dispenser
conversations.prefix: Athena 2:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  WEAPON
  ***
  A-pods
conversations.prefix: Athena 4:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  1 MECHA ATTACK
  ***
conversations.prefix: Rapture:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  1 MECHA ATTACK
  ***
conversations.prefix: Hornet:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  1 MECHA ATTACK
  ***
conversations.prefix: Maggie:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Though they
  may simply look like gigantic
  spiders at first,
  it quickly becomes
  obvious that they are
  something else entirely. 
conversations.prefix: Chiranae A:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Much like sharks, Shabus Morgoes are big, strong, dumb, and motivated by little other than the
  need to survive and procreate.
conversations.prefix: Shabus Morgo:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Though they
  may simply look like gigantic
  spiders at first,
  it quickly becomes
  obvious that they are
  something else entirely. 
conversations.prefix: Chiranae B:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A portal of Rapine Storm design, traditionally used to bring forth summoned creatures. They are known to release noxious fumes but have an odd pull to them as well, which has caused the non-weary and curious person to stray too close and fall in at times.
conversations.prefix: Dimensional Portal :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Let's start at the very beginning - hand to hand combat. Or in some cases, Tentacle-to-hand? Use 1 action to try and hit a target. 
conversations.prefix: Do-Re-Mi:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Gotta catch 'em all~
conversations.prefix: Blue Crusader:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Gotta catch 'em all~
conversations.prefix: Red Centurion:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Just keep swimming, Just keep swimming~
conversations.prefix: Yellow Makhaira:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  Malach
  ***
  x1 Engel Action
conversations.prefix: Garmr:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  Hamshall
  ***
  x1 Engel Action
conversations.prefix: Tsadqiel:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  Auphan
  ***
  x1 Engel Action
conversations.prefix: Nuriel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  Ish
  ***
  x1 Engel Action
conversations.prefix: Rahab:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not just a Fish with the 'F' cut off, this Ish unit is a lean mean fighting machine. Wicked-fast beneath the waves and sporting both ranged and melee weapons, Rahab doesn't need opposable thumbs to fuck you up.
conversations.prefix: Rahab:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The pride of the NEG. The one you see on all the victory posters. Samael is not just any old Seraph - he is one of the first. Rumoured to have been decommissioned several years ago after an accident that left it permanently "un-tamable", the unit has been through rigorous testing and fitted with upgrades, leaving it unique among others of its kind. 
conversations.prefix: Samael:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Bass Strait - the strip of sea between the Victorian coastline and Tasmania, is known to be one of the most violent and unpredictable bodies of water in the world, able to easily go from still, calm waters to unsettled to raging storm in a matter of minutes. This has only gotten worse since the Migou Invasion and the speeding along of global warming. 
conversations.prefix: Bass Strait:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This mech is the spider of your nightmares. Standing at 55' tall and armed to the pincers, it is fast on land and faster through air and water. 
conversations.prefix: Spider (Migou):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nowhere near the cute critters of their namesake, Paddlebugs are easy to deal with one-on-one but can easily overwhelm the unwary mech or even Engel in numbers. 
conversations.prefix: Paddlebug (Migou):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Unlike your backyard variety, these ones actually do spew fire. They're not fast and not sturdy, but hard to get close to with their obscuring fog - and by the time you do, everything's already up in flames.
conversations.prefix: Fireant (Migou):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A reconnaissance mecha that can be deadly quiet when it's not buzzing intimidatingly. Its speeds are incredible, its grav-bombs sting, and if you get too close it bites. Often sent ahead in a first wave and reports information back live to the main force.
conversations.prefix: Dragonfly (Migou):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  Blarg
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "...One of her less-known, and less-appreciated talents within the battlefield, or even in day-to-day affairs is her innovation. Where there is a will to make something easier to accomplish, to fix something broken, or to find a solution to a problem, she is viable to find it."
conversations.prefix: Innovative:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: MV-18 Saber's are equipped with a state of the art chaff dispenser as a countermeasure against assaults. It can also be a crude flashlight against yellow fog. 
conversations.prefix: Chaff Dispenser :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "Oh trust me, underneath her armour platin she's got a personality and temper that're all her own...."
  
  The canons are temporarily unavailable, and sitting idle waiting to die isn't an option. Let's kick the jet-thruster's throttle up to full and see what happens...
conversations.prefix: Maggie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ****
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *****
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "....They have a heightened sense of sight - useful for picking out problems when they’re working on mecha, and hopefully for noticing valuable information when they’re reconning in the future."
conversations.prefix: Acute Senses - Sight:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Tasra is a man of fine detail and refined thought. Any task he undertakes he carries out with dedication and attention to detail.
conversations.prefix: Diligent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 1tp dropped
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Since *Operation: Reclaim Borders*, Tasra has been prone to vivid nightmares and sleep disturbance, sometimes preventing him from being well-rested or having to resort to taking medication to sleep.
conversations.prefix: Tired:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This character is purposeless, lacking in a true direction. However, their upbringing instilled a sense of duty, honour, and conduct that is typically mirrored by the Loyalist brethren... Perhaps this Nazzadi will be lost to the doctrines of the Loyalists?
conversations.prefix: Loyalties Lie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "If I had to say it myself, I'm the best fuckin pilot in this joint." -Damian Hoover
conversations.prefix: Self-acclaimed Ace Pilot:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've got your orders. The Fireants are the priority, here!
conversations.prefix: Duty:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: &nbsp;
  &nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This creature has partially pushed itself through a tear in the fabric of space and time. It towers over the party casts a long, dark shadow. 
conversations.prefix: The Unknown Being:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ~LET US IN~
conversations.prefix: The Swarm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ~WE ARE THE~
  ~DEVOURERS OF~
  ~KNOWLEDGE~
conversations.prefix: The Swarm:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Creatures born or summoned from the burst eyes of the nameless hulking form that came through the tear. They are deadly fast, and their matter is strange.
conversations.prefix: Seedling:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nuriel and Moira are in the creature's grasp, and from past examples you're fairly sure what it wants to do with them. 
conversations.prefix: Free Moira!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You detonate the explosives, and pray to whatever God to worship if any.
conversations.prefix: Detonate:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Head of Science and Occult at your local Ashcroft. Fiercely intelligent. A bit of a weirdo. 
conversations.prefix: Dr. Liaki Tanaki:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You want us to _what now_? The Choir has finally been informed of its true purpose - undoubtedly, you've got questions. 
conversations.prefix: Guardians of the Gate:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A weedy, seedy human in the corner of the club. He's who you go to for the 'good stuff' you're told, but he ain't cheap. He's selling the usual, plus some upper-class 'experiences' you usually can't find outside a Dionysus Club. His special of the night: 'Starfire', a sensual experience that promises to deliver, just don't ask him what's in it.
conversations.prefix: Slinky:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A lithe Nazzadi with voluminous white hair and a round table to herself in the corner. It's decorated with shawls and candles and fairy-lights, and she's offering psychic readings and palmistry. 
conversations.prefix: Varshay:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's no mystery that there's been tension and a general lack of togetherness within the team between certain members - and someone of you just don't really know or trust each other well yet. 
  Given the intense operation you're all about to head into very soon, it might be a good time to work on that team spirit. 
  [EACH PLAYER MUST CONTRIBUTE ONE  CARD TO THIS OBSTACLE.]
conversations.prefix: Stronger Together:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You swear you only put it down for a moment, only had your eyes off it for a second. It doesn't take too long for you to start feeling off... let's just hope one of your squadmates notices. Or that -you- notice. 
  [This card might put your character out of commission for the rest of the night! So if you want to take it on, make sure you've already had a chance to interact with the rest of the scene.]
conversations.prefix: Spiked Drink:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Uh oh. Who started it? Hardly matters now that fists are flying everywhere... 
conversations.prefix: Bar Fight!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Leslie's vision is starting to get blotchy and hazed and he can barely stay upright. 
  Someone has a hold on him and it's no one he knows; they're leading him off, he can't really put up a fight, and his friends are spread out across the club dealing with their own problems... 
conversations.prefix: Leslie In Lieu :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If you've got any burning questions for any of the other crew, or something else you'd like to discuss, or investigate - this place is as good as any. 
  [You may use ONE relevant Subplot or Goal card on this obstacle to address with another character or characters.]
conversations.prefix: Difficult Questions:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ****
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: VOID
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: VOID2
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  Nuuuu my sanity
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  Nuuuu my tolerance
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes her desire to help people can cloud her judgement. Even with the best intentions, sometime assistant can turn into meddling, or over-stepping her boundaries and leaves people feeling a little less than happy.
conversations.prefix: I Am (Not) Restrained:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Avery's mind is wicked sharp and advanced beyond her years -- though this not all through natural talent. She is an exceptionally hard-worker and keenly perceptive. Well suited to excel in her intended field of Psychiatry and Arcanotherapy.
conversations.prefix: Brilliant Mind:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You joined the military after Reclaim Borders went arse-up as a way to look out for your loved ones. While they may not support your decision, you are resolute to pass basic and do your part to help.
conversations.prefix: Dedicated Cadet:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Avery is highly ambitious in her studies, motivated by the decline in her Father's mental health since joining the Engel Project. She believes the answers to their salvation are also the same as the questions inquiring minds once had that began everything. Keep digging, keep trying. The answers are out there. Somewhere.
conversations.prefix: Arcano-Ambitious:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: &nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hornet is known for being one of the fastest mecha scouts, a fact Leslie prides himself on. Unfortunately, a close encounter with a Fireant has left Hornet slightly in the lurch. Tough luck. 
conversations.prefix: Taken Damage:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: &nbsp;
  &nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Orders are orders are orders. You just have to obey, that's all.
conversations.prefix: Duty:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Alpha isn't responding to firepower.
  
  Hailstorm is in mortal danger.
  
  It's time to make a move.
conversations.prefix: Innovative (2):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Lithe and nimble, Feyda is quick to think, quick to react and quick to be where he needs to be. Rahab inherits these traits from him. 
conversations.prefix: Fast:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ******
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: tolerance point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *** boi
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *** 
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *** 
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ****
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: &nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ****
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: nuuuuu only one Tolerance left
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Oh boi 
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  Dropped after solitary confinement.
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Leslie Burmm in a crowded social venue? Balloon, meet pin. 
conversations.prefix: Overloaded:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: _'Perhaps I had a wicked childhood, perhaps I had a miserable youth...'_
  
  Feyda reminisces on some of the difficult times he put himself and his parents through as a bit of a problem-child. 
conversations.prefix: Misfit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  
  Nuuu mah sanities
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Strange energy signals from below are disrupting communication channels. Someone needs to check it out.
conversations.prefix: Investigate the Trench:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of the mines Silvia laid down just previously has gone off. Is the team being stalked from the fringes of the dark...?
conversations.prefix: Big Bada-Boom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  x1 Mech Attack
  ***
conversations.prefix: AMV-3 Khopesh, "Silvia":
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Size: A Class (4oft)
  
  The screams end almost as fast as they begin – the Leviathan has come to claim death as its right. 
  
  Tools of terror, these mecha are designed by alien minds to be monstrous and horrifying. Those who fight them swear they must be organic, with a bestial face and the frenzied mass of tentacles whipping about on their backs.
conversations.prefix: Leviathan:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Difficult to make out, its long, thick body moves so fast - this rare creature of the deep ensnares its prey in a corrosive proboscis, using this to draw its meal in to a many-toothed mouth.
conversations.prefix: Ossylwyrm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Size: 70-100ft
  
  Long, gray, with a white underbelly and coal black eyes, this shark is the most fearsome predator in the sea. 
  
  While it survived feasting on the giant beings of the deep, White Deaths are relishing coming back to the prey-rich coastal waters of their ancestry.
conversations.prefix: White Death:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Honey, the kids are born, and they're hungry...
conversations.prefix: Ossylwyrm Spawn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Some said it was built in a rush, that the proper care wasn’t taken - for in a mere seventeen months there it was, nestled into the side of one of the great trench walls like a collection of oysters on a rock; the Kondole Research Facility.
conversations.prefix: Kondole Research Facility:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A nearby terminal can offer you access and insight to Kondle's systems, to give a rough idea where to start. 
conversations.prefix: USER ID\\?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: 
  
  
  [LOG_8_OF_8.wav](https://soundcloud.com/aolani-4/audio-log-j-stilles-log-8-of-8)
conversations.prefix: J_STILLES_8:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You now have a copy of the Kondole Research Facility Map, Complete with area alerts and updated heat signatures for you and your buddies.
conversations.prefix: Kondole Area Map:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: x1 Security Key will unlock x1 Terminal. 
conversations.prefix: Security Key:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something happened here. There's blood on the walls in strange patterns, and it's the first sign that anything is amiss. Search for clues. 
conversations.prefix: Search the Room:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: These are the computers in the main control centre of the base. Time to do some digging and find out what's going on.
conversations.prefix: MAIN CONTROL TERMINAL\\:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You might know something about those strange symbols, information that could be potentially helpful - but do you want the others to know that you're into this kind of thing? 
conversations.prefix: Would You Kindly [Leslie Only]:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Use one of the communications terminals to try and boost a signal out of here back to Command. 
conversations.prefix: Making Contact:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [LOG_1_OF_8.wav](https://soundcloud.com/aolani-4/audio-log-j-stilles-log-1-of-8-low-quality?in=aolani-4/sets/cthulhutech-1)
conversations.prefix: J_STILLES_1:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: [LOG_2_OF_8.wav](https://soundcloud.com/aolani-4/audio-log-j-stilles-log-2-of-8-high-quality-because-miry-is-amazing?in=aolani-4/sets/cthulhutech-1)
conversations.prefix: J_STILLES_2:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Two new blips have appeared on your area maps - two unidentified signs of life. Either there are some survivors after all, or whatever befell this place is still stalking about. One is located in a locked dorm which requires a thumbprint or audio recognition to unlock. The other stalks the corridors nearby.
conversations.prefix: Is Somebody There?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe this one will have something useful or revealing... 
conversations.prefix: Yet Another Terminal:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Merrow is a 10' Deep One tactical power armor, and this here be a pack of 'em with an almost swarm-like mentality. The Merrow packs a vicious bite – an amphibious Charge Beam used primarily at short ranges, and hyperedge claws that can tear through NEG armor plating.
conversations.prefix: Merrow pod:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sea Serpents are very close to what people expected Nessie to be. They are long serpentine creatures with two pairs of flat fins in the fore and aft, with large snake-like heads filled with teeth. This one is thankfully not fully matured, and is only 40 feet long. Still - don't let it get you in its coils.
conversations.prefix: Sea Serpent (adolescent):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some crazy you just can't cure, and though Treya doesn't seem immediately violent despite that earlier outburst - he's clearly not all there. Whatever happened in Kondole skewed him, and he's not about to recover over a hot tea and crumpets. 
conversations.prefix: Treya :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do not use this card until instructed. It is instrumental to the success of your mission. 
  
  "Find the **shore with seven men standing beside their slain companions;** the **gloomy beach that stretches into the lurker at the threshold**; the **isle where the angels sing**; and the **white cotton forests of the Migou**... don't let the eyes open."
conversations.prefix: A Vital Clue, #1:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [NOTE: All of Red Team must address this obstacle.]
  It's suddenly quite obvious what exactly befell the crew of Kondole Research Facility, if not their own madness... standing so tall the spikes of their fins scrape the ceiling, a trio of Deep Ones bar the hallways leading away from the transformer room. You have never been this close to the smirking, needle-toothed, slime-skinned and well-muscled creatures. They are unarmed... but you doubt they need to be.
conversations.prefix: A Murder of Deep Ones (RED):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: [NOTE: All of Red Team must address this obstacle.] 
  The base is in the hands of hostiles and you've completed your mission to its best extent. Time to get the hell out. The way back to your sub is inaccessible; you'll have to find another vessel, or emergency jettison pods. Worst comes to worst, your suits can last for a time outside. Just get out.
conversations.prefix: Get Out (RED):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [NOTE: All of Blue Team must address this obstacle.] 
  You're going to need a bigger boat. Leashed to chains by its masters and forced to do their bidding, it's time to face off against this seventy foot beast. It hulks and towers over even the biggest Engels in your team, with a jaw and gullet that could easily chew you in half, or swallow the best of you whole. Its small, beady black eyes have an intelligence you did not expect. Time for some creative thinking.
conversations.prefix: The Beast (BLUE):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The little orange baubles float still, until you get close - then whole clusters of them attach to the surface of your mech or Engel. _Puht, puht, puht._
conversations.prefix: That Sickly Glow (BLUE):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 1) 'One more down, three to go', potentially means three more seals to break after this one. 
  
  2) Ashcroft were mentioned as potentially having interest in seeing the seals broken too, and working behind the veil to help do so. 
  
  3) 'When the stars or right' suggests each seal has to be broken within specific windows of time. What could help reveal these?
conversations.prefix: A Vital Clue, #2:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  1 BAR FIGHT ATTACK
  ***
  
  (Rewritten from Maggie asset cards)
conversations.prefix: Damian:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "That's all drugs and alcohol do, they cut off your emotions in the end."
  
  — Ringo Starr
  
conversations.prefix: Habit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *** boom
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
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: *** boom
  
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: &nbsp;&nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: VOID3
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: To defend those who can't defend themselves &mdash; It's the reason you're here. Not just *"here"* in the literal sense, but every decision that's led to the *"here"* of your life.
conversations.prefix: Duty:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ****
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Not only is this mecha significantly different than Maggie, it holds a rather weighty disadvantage under the sea. Even with the A-pods at full throttle, you're a slow, easy target.
conversations.prefix: Cumbersome (Mecha):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nuriel is not a new Engel and past battles have left their mark on the creature.
conversations.prefix: The Dark Past:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tasra's new connection with Tsadqiel is beyond the limitations of the standard communer's ability to sync with their Engel. When the two are united, Tasra is able to embodied the synthorg completely. 
conversations.prefix: Complete Communion:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The only time you've faced Deep Ones was safely behind the armor and weaponry of a Mech.
  
  Still, they're deadliest in the water and you're relatively dry... for now.
conversations.prefix: Innovative (2):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: First built as a memorial to the people of Victoria who served in World War I, the shrine now stands for all who have served Australia in war. One of the few remaining pre-First Arcanotech War structures in Melbourne, several new sections were added in honor of those who fell during Reclaim Borders, the Battle of _Pine Creek_ and the Battle for _Katherine_ opposing Fu-Li Feng.
conversations.prefix: The Shrine of Remembrance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An Engel pilot from Avalon Squad, and previous squaddie to both Feyda and Kurzy. He is stiff and formal with those he doesn't know, though polite and softly spoken. 
conversations.prefix: L.C. Rutger Köhler:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Leslie looks like he's got something he wants to say, to Charlotte specifically. Advice, or perhaps it's something to do with the last mission... one way to find out. 
conversations.prefix: Can We Talk? [Charlotte & Leslie]:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Moira's adorable little sister, but don't let the big eyes and missing front teeth fool you; she's got a big personality and isn't afraid to show it. 
conversations.prefix: Briana Everstone:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Akanali, member of the board of directors at the 'Chiffley And Dresden' law firm. A hard man to read but seems pleasant enough, and known to be Dromi's sponsor through the academy. 
conversations.prefix: Satera [Dromi Only]:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The debris has barely stopped shifting from the last two hits when you see a third suicide bomber running into the mix, eager to add to the carnage. 
conversations.prefix: Shoot the Messenger:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were standing close enough to get caught up in one of the smoke bombs thrown into the crowd... and it wasn't ordinary smoke. You feel your senses assaulted and your mind warped, and before you know it, you're experiencing some sort of severe and lucid assault. Perhaps someone or something from your past, or some nightmare you've buried deep inside... 
conversations.prefix: Hallucinogenic Gas:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Safety is your first priority. You need to get yourself and anyone you care about, maybe someone you know who's been injured, out of the way of any further attack.
conversations.prefix: Safety:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Once a tourist hotspot, now an abandoned shoreline. Glomar Beach of the Gippsland Lakes area used to be known as one of the longest resort beaches in the world. Now it and its lakes are cold, dreary and likely a haven for our enemies.
conversations.prefix: Gippsland Lakes:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Scout and survey the area, find your targets - there's a lot of ground and water to cover but between the four of you it shouldn't be too long.
conversations.prefix: reconnaissance:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A reconnaissance mecha that can be deadly quiet when it's not buzzing intimidatingly. Its speeds are incredible, its grav-bombs sting, and if you get too close it bites. Often sent ahead in a first wave and reports information back live to the main force.
conversations.prefix: Cluster of Dragonflies:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What are those Cultists up to? You need ot investigate, so investigate you do. Go in for a closer look. Go on.
conversations.prefix: What Are They Up To Now:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *Torment and anguish await us...*
  
  Leslie Burmm, your reckoning has come. 
conversations.prefix: Trapped:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Six left
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bruise easily, hurt easily, die easily. Racial bonuses aside, pain always feels somehow stronger and more distracting with this one.
conversations.prefix: Low Pain Threshold:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Lost 1 as per challenge
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your mind or body is reaching it's limits. Maybe your not burning the candle at both ends, but you are definitely pushing beyond your limits. You're not a void-forsaken super hero.
conversations.prefix: Exhaustion:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of your torpedoes didn't fire - some of those orange little shits plugging up the chamber. Others need to buy you some time before you can fire it on the White Death.
conversations.prefix: Little Fuckers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Die as you were born. A disposable asset for a flag you barely recognize.
  
  Kurzy doesn't have a home. She's a relic of a war that forgot her. The Tor-Makina would sacrifice themselves for the good of the many.
  
  The V.N.E.M. put up a good fight. The V.N.E.M. might not be home for Kurzy, but they're the closest she's got.
conversations.prefix: Vatborn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: tolerance point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Feyda signed his life away to the Metatron Initiative - a semi-secret program that is an extension of the Engel Project. It means an extra chip in his head, extra Engels to pilot, and a new world of secrets and problems. 
conversations.prefix: Voice of Metatron:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
  One is the loneliest number...
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: &nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Boop mah tolls
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Despite that iron exterior Tasra normally shows, there is a lot more going under the surface than he is usually comfortable admitting. Many would be surprised at just how much of a softie he is under all those tattoos and military posturing.
conversations.prefix: Sentimental:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There aren't many things that overlap between you and Rutger, but there's at least one commonality.
  
  Show a little humility and interest, and maybe Rutger will find your inquiry thoughtful
conversations.prefix: Connections:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: &nbsp;&nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Leslie may be slow to anger, but he's quick think. 
conversations.prefix: Quick Thinking:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Such low tolerance... 
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Leslie's mind moves too fast for his mouth to compensate.
conversations.prefix: Over Thinker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Lost 1 as per challenge.
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [A rogue frequency picked up in this strange space.](https://youtu.be/au9ubVT0ifw?t=30s) 
  
  May be worth recording and taking back to base... if you can get back.
conversations.prefix: The Sound of Pain:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This Tarshish's head and torso sits impaled on one of the many fleshy spines protruding from the Guardian's body, which seems to be giving it power and life.
conversations.prefix: Puppet Tarshish:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This Malach dangles from sinewy tendrils, with a pipeline from the Guardian into the back of its revealed skull. Watch it dance!
conversations.prefix: Puppet Malach:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You cannot fathom anything about this creature, other than what it allows you to know. Looking into its massive lone eye for too long makes your own burn. 
conversations.prefix: The Guardian:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Holding it feels terrible and wonderful at the same time. Tonight you will dream of distant worlds.
  
  [You cannot pick this up until the Guardian card is resolved.]
conversations.prefix: The Impossible Shape:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This strange weapon looks to be partly organic. Its eyes seethe at you.
  
  1 x Attack
conversations.prefix: Discarded Polearm:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A grotesque shield with organic parts, of unknown origins. It whispers about how it will keep you safe.
  
  1 x Attack
  **OR**
  Negate 1 Weak Outcome
conversations.prefix: Discarded Shield:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This grotesque two-handed sword whispers to you as you wield it, promising you anything and more if you take it out of this place with you.
  
  1 x Attack
conversations.prefix: Discarded Sword:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: His left arm is still there, only sometimes it feels like it isn't. Sometimes it hurts for no reason. Sometimes it moves for no reason. Sometimes he thinks it has its own reasons...
  (See over for effect)
  **[Once a scene, you may be forced to edit a move and replace your card played with this one. You cannot choose to use this card, though you may mimic its effects.]**
conversations.prefix: Derangement: Phantom Limb:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: - You now know what happened during Reclaim Borders - what _really_ happened, behind the pretense of reclaiming land. 
  
  - You had visions of a strange, impossible tower that will begin to haunt your dreams. 
  
  - The Guardian was not meant to be let through that day - it blocked passage to whatever place was on the other side.
  
  - Is there another mysterious artifact ... _inside_ you? 
conversations.prefix: A Vital Clue, #3:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Though barely six of the tall monoliths remain, this site named after characters from Christian myth used to be a popular tourist attraction. The Order of Dagon took over this coastline rather recently, not long after the seventh Apostle collapsed. 
conversations.prefix: The Twelve Apostles:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: these massive trans-dimensional worms have a coarse, armored exterior, and spit out their true form of a thick many-tendrilled tongue straight out of your nightmares. Generally a favorite otherworldly summon of denizens of the Rapine Storm, but some are known to creep through on their own or serve other masters and live deep beneath the earth near to the planet's mantle, where it's warm. Do not mistake these creatures as basic or mindless.
conversations.prefix: Chthonian:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Moving on all fours but with no less deadly accuracy, this Seraph is out of control and has ripped off both its control collar and the key clamps that are necessary for remote armor lockdown. 
  You must access the manual armor-lock override on Samael'a right shoulder... before it tears you apart. 
conversations.prefix: Samael (Berserk Mode):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Scout and survey the area, find your targets - if there even are any.
conversations.prefix: reconnaissance [Comet]:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Scout and survey the area, find your targets - if there even are any.
conversations.prefix: reconnaissance [Hailstorm]:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stuff that happeennneess
conversations.prefix: Strange Vibrations:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The largest of the remaining Apostles is emitting a strange frequency from its center that the others are responding to in turn. 
conversations.prefix: Strange Vibrations:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: How much will you sacrifice, the ocean asks? You have a feeling the prize is the mission objective. But what will it cost you?
conversations.prefix: Two of me, One of Someone Else:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The whispers of the ocean referred to this as 'they key to Father Dagon's locket'. Or maybe the locket itself? 
  
  You're not sure what that means, but what does feel sure is that this is the item you were sent to reclaim. 
conversations.prefix: The Impossible Key:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Due to low Sanity Points, you have started to show symptoms of and devolve into the beginning stages of paranoid schizophrenia.
  
  Please see over for details on how to use.
  
  **[Once a scene, you may be forced to edit a move and replace your card played with this one.  You must also edit your move to reflect your illness.
  You cannot choose to use this card, though you may mimic its effects, as your character now lives with this illness.]**
conversations.prefix: Illness: Paranoid Schizophrenia:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: So named after a creature from an old Earth children's book, Ygramul is made up of hundreds, maybe thousands of Migou drones.  Each barely larger than two feet, that can move separately or together as a single entity, connecting into one large creature to deliver devastating attacks. They also carry a corrosive acid, and have been known to breach defenses or cut off power by attaching en masse to a surface and eating through metal, and cabling.
conversations.prefix: Ygramul The Many:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Several feet larger than the base-model, the frightening Siege Leviathan is clad in heavy armor, the purpose of which is accented by six A-pods and the helmet shaped to a functional drill-point. 
  Behold, the modern battering ram, known to plow right through entire ships and mecha in its path. Not very maneuverable, but it isn't meant to be - it's only meant to charge forward, hit your defenses, and break them.
conversations.prefix: Siege Leviathan:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A general smattering of Migou and Dagonite mobs in your way, defending and distracting from the larger units. At least some of you will have to help deal with them. 
conversations.prefix: Mooks:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: After damage sustained during its first shot, the ACD-Canon must be defended, manually stabilized and fired for a second shot to put an end to this.
conversations.prefix: Secure the Cannon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's something in the water...
conversations.prefix: Perception Check [Tasra]:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's something in the water....
conversations.prefix: Perception Check [Dromi]:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Masses of tentacles topped with giant unblinking saucer eyes and serrated beakmouths,
  these hideous creatures are rubbery,smooth, and hairless.
conversations.prefix: Dua-Sanaras:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's no experience quite like being stuck in an elevator, and with a real emergency going on outside, there's only really two options.
conversations.prefix: Escape Room:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Strange noises are coming from outside the apartment... an investigation may give your sister some peace of mind--but should you leave her alone in the dark?
conversations.prefix: Oxen Free:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A humanoid torso with masses of tentacles, topped with giant unblinking saucer eyes and a serrated beakmouth. 
  This hideous creature is 7ft long of sinewy limbs that's deadly fast in the water. 
  Coldly malicious, they delight in the pain and suffering of others.
conversations.prefix: Dua-Sanaras:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's not exactly easy to focus when a member of one's crew has suddenly disappeared. At least not for Dromi.
conversations.prefix: Sidetracked:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pilots often claim that Engel's have a mind of their own. It's easier to corral the will of a creature you have control of, but when the creature you're bonded with is more than the Engel it was made to be, the struggle for control is greater. 
conversations.prefix: De-sync:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: With Kerubiel's armour plating outfitted with NEG stealth technology, getting behind enemy lines and running recon becomes much easier.
conversations.prefix: Stealth Systems:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Its a tolerance point!
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Its a tolerance point
conversations.prefix: Tolerance Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: 6 is still alot right?....right??
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *** 
  
  No one comes away from seeing the flow of the Universe with their own mind unscathed. Not even you, Tasra.
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You want avenge the wrongs of the past. If only you could.
conversations.prefix: Code:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Being smacked like that vividly reminds you of a certain close friend.
  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;*Stings, doesn't it?*
  Garmr feels it, too, but the Malach intends to do something stupid to repair its pride.
conversations.prefix: Arrogance:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Catch me if you can.
conversations.prefix: Dodge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Feyda is feeling a pressing need to be the Big Guns today. Bravado isn't something he usually carries around - but today he's wielding a monster-sized attitude with a deadly arsenal attached.
conversations.prefix: The Best Around:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There must be an easy solution to this problem, right?
conversations.prefix: Common Sense:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's a little less scary from the inside.
  
  Try not to think of its enormity, nor your comparable insignificance.
  
  *Just act.*
conversations.prefix: Courage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: &nbsp;
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: ***
conversations.prefix: sanity point :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ***
  
  Whoop whoop there goes another one
conversations.prefix: Sanity Point:
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've gone long enough as a puppet. It is time to either live with the cards forced into your hand, or figure out what memories are missing and why.
conversations.prefix: Find What Was Stolen:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Did you really think Ygramul ***the Many*** would need to devote all of itself to deal with you? Get real.
  
  Now, you're out of position and not living up to the resources and training invested in you.
  
  Taking it out on these Migou is hardly going to repair your dignity.
conversations.prefix: Arrogance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's only so much insult, out-maneuvering, and out-witting that Garmr is willing to weather before taking his frustration out on something.
conversations.prefix: Tilted:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *"Feels responsibility for the state of the world"*
  — Patient notes, Dr. Penny Langley.
  
  This narcissism would usually be a detriment, but in this critical moment Charlotte's complex and Garmr's pride together refuse to bend to the burden being *literally* shouldered.
conversations.prefix: Courageous:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: After recently going through a mental maelstrom and back, despite trauma and fear, Feyda has come out with renewed focus and finesse. He has never been more in tune with his Engel(s), and the recent risky but worthwhile pay-off has filled him with determination. Losing it not an option.
conversations.prefix: Out of Darkness:
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: Nivari are unnaturally good at sensing living things that are trying to hide. They are not called "The Hounds" for nothing.
conversations.prefix: Peek-a-Boo:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Help those who can't help themselves.
conversations.prefix: Code:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hydrokinesis is a newly discovered environmental classification and involves the telekinetic manipulation of water. This skill can only be applied to its natural liquid form. Though para-psychics can heat and freeze water, they lose control once it becomes gas or solid. It is believed that there are many para-psychics attuned to hydrokinesis within the Esoteric Order of Dagon, and rumoured that members of the cult are the ones who first manipulated and fashioned these methods. For this reason, those discovered with these water-based abilities are carefully monitored.
conversations.prefix: Hydrokinesis:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A monstrous thing standing 8, 9 feet tall. Claws that could rake you into pieces. Its dark skin looks to be almost rotting off it, though do not underestimate its strength. You've seen before it perhaps in your nightmares.
conversations.prefix: ???:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's no experience quite like being stuck in an elevator, and with a real emergency going on outside, there's only really two options.
  This time, you're not sure how long the elevator itself will hold out, either. 
conversations.prefix: Escape Room Take 2:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: For some reason as everything goes to shit, something clears the uncertainty and panic. While family may be a sorespot, there are two members worth fighting for.
conversations.prefix: Strong Motivation: