conversations.from: system
conversations.value: "All natural and technological processes proceed in such a way that the availability of the remaining energy decreases. In all energy exchanges, if no energy enters or leaves an isolated system, the entropy of that system increases. Energy continuously flows from being concentrated, to becoming dispersed, spread out, wasted, and useless. New energy cannot be created and high-grade energy is being destroyed. An economy based on endless growth is unsustainable." -Muse, Unsustainable
  
  We always knew that our way of life couldn't last forever. But none of us thought the end would come so fast. It happened almost overnight. The oil wells dried up. The rivers, defiled. The mountains, stripped. Nearly half of the animals that had once populated the Earth were gone.
  
  Everyone knew they shared in the blame, but in their fear they turned to their governments for answers. When they had none, the people tore them down. Anarchy reigned. The great cities burned and it was in that hell, that they turned to the only ones they could count on. The corporations who had always provided them with the products they needed.
  
  The next few decades were a time of great upheaval. In less than thirty years the Fortune 500 performed the dance that empires had done in the prior centuries. Fighting for territory and resources. Absorbing the weak. Merging with the strong. Dividing up the remaining population to build a steady work force.
  
  When the dust settled, only the strongest nationcorps were left standing. They offered citizenship to any who would live under their shadow. This meant food and shelter from the elements. But it also meant slavery.
  
  Life is hard for a wage slave, no matter what nationcorp you belong to, but the upper levels of management are always held just out of reach to provide the glimmer of hope to the desperate. There is always another rung to climb. There is always the hope for a better tomorrow.
  
  However, citizenship was not chosen by all. There were many who feared slavery more than death. The nationcorps call them Dead Beats. And they enforce strict laws that prevent them from benefiting from the masses of resources they provide to citizens.
  
  Dead Beats can be found in Hoovervilles scattered across the wastes. Most have banded together peacefully to make what living they can. Nomadic bands are rare but not unheard of.
  
  'The Hub' is likely the last remnant of the greatness that humanity could have achieved. A massive city of glittering lights and endless possibilities. Home to nearly 19 million who live under the watchful eyes of the Overseers.
  
  Whether you were born in 'The Hub,' are on business from your nationcorp, or just happen to be a wanderer passing through, rumors have reached you of a mysterious Dead Beat who has been spreading rumors of a lost technology that could restore Earth to the paradise it once was.
  
  Come frolic in this Sci-fi, dystopian wasteland, and help build a brighter future for everyone.
  
  Custom natures are not recommended, but all will be considered. Any custom strengths, weaknesses, and/or sub-plots that fit within the world are encouraged.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The ravings of a crazed vagabond, or something far more sinister?
conversations.prefix: The Great Extinction:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You forgot to get eggs while you were at the market, but you managed to hear an interesting rumor. Spread the word brother/sister.
conversations.prefix: Hope in the Heap:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You grew up on nationcorp propaganda and believe that they are the best hope for survival. You see Dead Beats as the absolute worse kind of people.
conversations.prefix: Brainwashed:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your corporation values your hard work. And they have rewarded you by putting a GPS chip in your skull so they can better monitor your activities. Thank you.
conversations.prefix: Big Brother:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You and I both know there is no point to any of this.
conversations.prefix: Nihilist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The bad news is that the drug trade is stronger than ever. The good news is that it is now privatized and subjected to substandard quality control. Huzzah for capitalism!
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your immune system was not built to handle pollen or animal hairs. Fortunately there isn't much of that around these days. However, the pollution messes you up just as bad, and that is everywhere.
conversations.prefix: Allergies:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have seen the top of the mountain and it is glorious. Someday you will be calling the shots and when that day comes, things will change. Or not. It is up to you.
conversations.prefix: CEO:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You might think we would be past such petty things in the future. Sadly we aren't. You have a baseless bias against a culture or group, and the rest of the world despises you for being a moron. 
  *Use caution when playing this weakness. I will kill a main character faster than you can say, "what happened to all those Starks?"*
conversations.prefix: Racist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You always choose to see the best in the world around you. Of course, that means you have blinded yourself to the majority of the world. But you are 'happy' and that is all that matters.
conversations.prefix: Blind Optimism:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know who is really to blame for the state of the world. The Human race is a cancer. And you?
conversations.prefix: The 'Cure':
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Only one thing matters in this world. You.
conversations.prefix: The Weak Are Meat:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have heard the stories of 'Earth that was' and want nothing more than to witness it with your own eyes.
conversations.prefix: Green Earth:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Life is hard enough without having big dreams of changing the world. All you want to do is to see tomorrow.
conversations.prefix: Only A Day Away:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't have any illusions about returning the world to the way things were. But you know the current establishment, has got to go. Leave it to someone else to figure out what to do after.
conversations.prefix: Curtain Call:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were born into the employ of the WMB Free States. You are one of the lucky few who received a formal education. Albeit one full of WMB propaganda designed to make you a productive life long employee.
conversations.prefix: WMB Free States:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: When offered citizenship by one of the nationcorps, you said you would rather die than become a wage slave. The nationcorps were happy to abide by your wishes. You are driven out of worktowns and are forced to steal to survive.
conversations.prefix: Dead Beat:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were born into the employ of the Peach Tree Corporation. You work hard and live harder. If one good thing can be said of Peach Tree, it is that they keep their factories clean.
conversations.prefix: Peach Tree Corporation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were born into the employ of the Titan States. If it kills, you have built it. Chances are you might even know how to use it. The Titan Militia is the best equipped army and often contracts out to smaller nationcorps.
conversations.prefix: Titan States:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a proud citizen of 'The Hub.' The mighty citynation. Center of civilization in a crumbling world. If you can dream it, you can do it. So long as the Overseers approve.
conversations.prefix: Hubbie:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This small chip belongs to  Jenna Tolls, and she is definitely not a made up person. Good for Dead Beats who don't want any troubles from nationcorp security.
conversations.prefix: Fake Citizenship ID Chip (Female):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This small chip belongs to  Micheal Hunt, and he is definitely not a made up person. Good for Dead Beats who don't want any troubles from nationcorp security.
conversations.prefix: Fake Citizenship ID Chip (Male):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are naturally curious about the world around you and seek to learn new things. Unlike most in this time, you possess the skills to uncover the truth. Wherever it may hide.
conversations.prefix: Curious:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You either grew up in the WMB Free States, or were lucky enough to have an educated parent. You have learned much of the 'world that is', and some of the 'world that was'.
conversations.prefix: Educated:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have either been trained to serve in a nationcorp militia or as private security. You are familiar with the new face of warfare, and the horrors that came with it.
conversations.prefix: Combat Training:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone once said, "if it ain't broke, don't fix it." Unfortunately in this world most everything is broke. Fortunately you know how to fix it. Sort of.
conversations.prefix: Technophile:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have spent enough time in the waste to know how to get by. The upside to half the planet being extinct is that there are fewer bears. The down side is that the remaining bears are really hungry.
conversations.prefix: Survivor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Internet may be a luxury that few in this world can afford, but you learned at an early age how to locate and hack signals. And lucky for you, you possess the equipment to do so.
conversations.prefix: Web Crawler:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a Jack-of-all-trades and master of none. Work is never going to be hard to find. Granted, most of that work will be scrubbing toilets. But a job's a job, right?
conversations.prefix: Diversified Portfolio:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Let's be honest here. This is likely as far as you are ever going to get in life. But it isn't without it's perks. Your housing probably has running water and a television (90% of the programing is paid advertisement).
conversations.prefix: Middle Management:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You ticked someone off. Big time. And if we can take anything away from Star Wars, it is that a bounty isn't an easy thing to live with. Fortunately carbon freezing chambers aren't real. Yet.
conversations.prefix: Dead or Alive, but Mostly Dead.:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were born into a guild that trained you from an early age to have many valuable trades. You travel from worktown to worktown, licensed to work for any nationcorp that may need your services.
conversations.prefix: Guildborn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a citizen of a minor nationcorp, which is more than likely owned by one of the Big Four.
conversations.prefix: Shell State:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In the old world these animals were worshiped for their cuteness. Now they just shed and eat mice. Still, I'm sure you can find a use for it.
conversations.prefix: House Cat:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A cold man who appears to be in his mid fifties. He has a commanding presence and his eyes claim to have witnessed untold sadness.
conversations.prefix: Victor Cromwell:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This vibrant market lies on the outskirts of 'The Hub.' The massive walls that once guarded the city have been stripped over the ages and cast an eerie patchwork shadow on the streets below.
conversations.prefix: Wall Market:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You shoot things with it. Or, rather you would if you had ammo. As it is you can probably scare people with it, or raise your bad-ass level by throwing it at someone.
conversations.prefix: Empty Gun:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This dirty old man reeks of cheap liquor and sadness. He may very well be insane, but that doesn't mean he isn't worth listening to. Just don't touch him.
conversations.prefix: Vagrant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Even outside the city walls the Overseers have eyes and ears everywhere. It is best that you don't draw unwanted attention to yourself.
conversations.prefix: Shadow of the Overseers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tasked with keeping the peace in 'The Hub,' these highly trained soldiers take their jobs very seriously.
conversations.prefix: Overseer Patrolman :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An essential part for G47 Cargo Crawlers. Designed to break down often and at the most inconvenient times.
conversations.prefix: G47 Catalyzer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your mind is constantly wrapped around the decisions you've made or will make. Once you have begun something, you cannot stop thinking about it until it's finished.  Any mistakes you've made will never be forgotten.
conversations.prefix: Obsessive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've become exhausted with the veil cast over your eyes. Those who say 'ignorance is bliss' are ignorant.  Knowledge is power.
conversations.prefix: Thirst For Knowledge:
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: Ignorant, arrogant, AND entitled. There's a recipe for success. Oh, wait...
conversations.prefix: Priveleged:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your body is in the best possible condition—well, the best it *can* be, taking into account the rampant pollution, your limited food budget, and the crappy nutrition of the day.
conversations.prefix: Athletic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Let's face it, you'll do anything short of becoming a wage slave for cash. It might be expensive, but you'll do anything for a large-enough sum.
conversations.prefix: Sell-out:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're always ready to poke your nose where it doesn't belong.  It may have killed the cat, but at least cats make for good eating.
conversations.prefix: Curious: