conversations.from: system
conversations.value: This is a game meant for folks new to Storium, or folks who would like a chance to work with the mechanics a bit more. It's set in a futuristic apocalyptic world that is two extinction events in the future.  I did it this way as it makes nearly all concepts viable, 'cause hey, it's science fiction.
  
  You begin in a very remote refuge, far from civilization. The refuge is run by a grumpy old man known as *Pappy*. From there, you can linger about at the bar, or you can nose around and find a quest, or whatever your creativeness spawns.
  
  Stay for a long time, or stay for the night. Accumulate what you need to head out into the Dust for an adventure, or hang about the refuge and explore its oddities. Help build the world, too. Tell your tale of your adventures in the Dust, or help create NPCs that live in the refuge. Add geography, lore, weather, if you can image it, then it might just be out there in the Dust. 
  
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  It's a refuge. Like any kind of refuge out in the dust - except different. There was a diner at this refuge. A place called Pappy's Breakfast and Booze.
  
  There are those at Pappy's who live there, spending their nights and sometimes days at the bar. There are some, who come and go. Mostly they go. But before they do, they usually have the kindness to tell a tale. You know. For entertainment?
  
  It is Earth, except two extinctions event from now. The first was Yellowstone National Park, in the United States. It erupted. The second was a two hundred year barrage of solar flares powerful enough to brush aside the magnetosphere and ionosphere aside. Archaeological traces of the life that once existed yet exist, but they are rare and tainted by hundreds of years.
  
  Life managed to go on. It was textbook Darwinism. The creatures that survived evolved into something far different. The creatures that did not survive are forgotten. 
  
  Perhaps you have traveled wide and far, searching for riches you know must be out there. Or perhaps you've roosted, taking comfort in the numbers you've assimilated too. It doesn't matter. Survival is survival. Who is to argue such choices? No matter where you are from, you have a tale.
  
  When you step through the weathered door of Pappy's, the greeting is the same most times.  Pappy leans on the business side of the bar ask asks your pleasure. "Booze, or ripper eggs?"
  
  It's all he has to offer. Except on special days.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's a bar, it's a restaurant. It's out in the middle of the dust wastes where the only people who live were either born to it, are fleeing, or have some delusion that there are riches to be uncovered.  Pappy has beds, Pappy has drink, Pappy has food - all for a price.
conversations.prefix: Pappy's Breakfast and Booze:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You hunt for valuables. What are valuables? Anything that can translate into a safe haven, a hot meal, or a drink now and then. It's remarkable what is out in the Dust - if you could just find it. 
conversations.prefix: Treasure Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: 'The answer to the present lies in the past.' It was your favorite quote from the man who taught you the known history of the Dust. Thousands of years lay buried out there, guarded by sand storms, cannibals, apex predators, and bots who survived the last great *erase*, that still operate to fulfill their purpose even after an age has past. You are set upon learning it all.
conversations.prefix: Archeologist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You operate one of the local razorhusk farms. It's a tough weed that keeps its nature even after boiled. But it isn't the husk that is valuable, it's the juice. It ferments nicely into a angry tasting drink that Pappy can use.
conversations.prefix: Razorhusk Farmer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are mechanical and digital. A left over from a time forgotten. Who knows what your function is, though you aren't self healing.  Parts of you malfunction, and you must explore the Dust yourself, or purchase your replacement parts from those who have.
conversations.prefix: Robot:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They are vicious little beasts, rippers. Reptilian and fanged, though they are easy to breed and their eggs make a find scrambled egg. Pappy pays well for eggs - it's not a bad life, as life in the Dust goes.
conversations.prefix: Ripper Herder:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You brave the unmarked trails of the Dust to reach outpost such as Pappy's for your living. Carrying needed merchandise from one to the other. You own a wagon, and a few creatures to pull it for you. You have so many odds and ends in your inventory that you can't keep track of it all.
conversations.prefix: Traveling Merchant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some say you are magical. Maybe you are. But, likely you have an understanding of how to find water that won't rot your insides the moment you drink it. It's more than water though. There are desert fruits, and plants to forage. They are rare when you find them, but when you do, your pockets fill with goldstone.
conversations.prefix: Water Diviner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Entertainment is a valuable thing in places where all there is to do is stare into a cup filled with rotgut booze. Sing a song for the crowd. Earn yourself a fine dinner or place to lay your weary head.
conversations.prefix: Musician:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can see the future. Those who ask you for your divine sight should do  so with careful consideration as your visions always come to pass in one way or another.
conversations.prefix: Fortune Teller:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One thing there is plenty in the dust is ore. One thing there is a demand for is iron. You make it and shape it. You're not so bad with hides either. Leather is also a coveted commodity. When worse comes to worse you have the old weaving machine to twist flargcow hair into thread. 
conversations.prefix: Blacksmith:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's something you want done, or something you must know, and nothing will keep you from it.
conversations.prefix: Driven:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The unknown can be a frightening thing. You sometimes have a tendency to flinch even when flinching isn't necessarily called for.
conversations.prefix: Skittish:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's something out there in the wastes of the Dust. Whatever it is, you are determined to find it. 
conversations.prefix: Find an Ancient Relic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You fear nothing!
conversations.prefix: Brave:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: When things get out of control, sometimes a cool head is all that is needed.
conversations.prefix: Voice of Reason:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You'll trip over your own feet at every opportunity.
conversations.prefix: Clumsy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The fin shaft is the part of the water silo that turns the filtering scrubbers. If you want to drink water that won't turn your belly to goo, then someone best get them spinning.
conversations.prefix: Fin Shaft:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It is difficult to tell how old Domkin really is, though his mind is yet sharp.  He knows things about the area that many may have forgotten, or never known at all.  Perhaps, if you are lucky, he might help you along the way.
conversations.prefix: Domkin Looper:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There is a forge in the refuge. You will need to describe it. Where does it sit? What does it look like? Describe this structure to us.
conversations.prefix: The Forge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: @Allie
  
  So, someone living at the Refuge is a *doctor*. Who is it? Describe them. Are the rough, are they gentle, do they exude confidence, or are they questionable? The doctor is your task to create!
conversations.prefix: The Doctor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: @Kenny
  
  There is a forge in the refuge. You will need to describe it. Where does it sit? What does it look like? Describe this structure to us.
conversations.prefix: The Forge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: @Theo
  
  From the top of the tower you scan in all directions. Desert, mountains, the dunes...
conversations.prefix: What's that in the distance?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: @Kire
  
  They do nothing but eat. And they mean to eat you!
conversations.prefix: Dune Dogs:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's not an ordinary shovel. 
  
  It's equipped with gravity reflectors that literally help lift what's being shoveled. You can dig like a sand weasel with one of those things.
conversations.prefix: Shovel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Let them dune dobs come back. With this you can spear em' dead. 
conversations.prefix: Electro Spear:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The range isn't all that great, but at least you can communicate.
conversations.prefix: Radio:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: To the ravines? To the buried *city*? To the Clomptics?
conversations.prefix: Which way?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A reptilian race of humanoid known as *Rock Hides* by those who speak the languages of humans. 
  
  No one knows if the Rock Hides even have a language let alone speak it, though few were ever in a position to find out.
conversations.prefix: Gracht:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It is deep. It looks as though he was shot by a barbed projectile.  The bolt had been torn free, presumably by Gracht, but the wound didn't look good.
conversations.prefix: The Wound:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There are more than mere lines here. There is a collection of buttons - perhaps they open doors.
conversations.prefix: Lines in the Wall:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: @Theo and Kire
  
  Dear gads, where did Gracht find this!?
conversations.prefix: The Power Disk:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An ancient device that holds amazing amounts of energy. You've read where these devices have powered the large machines of a world forgotten, though no one you've ever known has ever seen one, let alone held one.
conversations.prefix: Power Disk:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hunters, as they are called, are rare unless one travels further into the western Dust. But the name invokes fear among those who know of them.
conversations.prefix: Hunters:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The door at the end of the corridor...
conversations.prefix: Open The Door:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It is an Artificial Intelligence... Perhaps it has things to say...
conversations.prefix: Talk with the machine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ten has chosen to fall into silence. There's not else to do but press on after the storm clears.
  
  Gracht goes his own way, returning the spear as he offered a gesture you interpret as *good luck*.
conversations.prefix: Press On...:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been around forever. Longer than a person should in this day and age. But you are a rare individual who has earned the respect of influential and violent people. Those who come to your refuge are thankful you are there.
conversations.prefix: Old Timer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You may look old - wrinkled and worn from life, but there is strength in you.
conversations.prefix: Deceptive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There are times it is required to have a less than cordial attitude. Your just not sure when such a time really is.
conversations.prefix: Rash:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Out there somewhere is a thorium still. If you had it you might be able to add an item to your cocktail menu.
conversations.prefix: Thorium Still:
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.value: aaa
conversations.prefix: Obsessed:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: gg
conversations.prefix: gg:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Months ago, your brother went mysteriously missing...leaving not a trace. Dangers are everywhere, and you fear the worst has happened. You'll not stop searching until you find him...dead or alive. Never stop looking. 
conversations.prefix: Find Your Brother:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes its good, but usually people exploit you compassion. 
conversations.prefix: Kind Hearted:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a hired gun. Sometimes you provide security, sometimes you're the one others need security from.
conversations.prefix: Gunslinger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're blunt, sometimes offensive. It doesn't make you many friends and sometimes turns friends against you.
conversations.prefix: Brash:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: When the world has turn to one of complete mystery and unknown, there is one basic science that helps with survival in the wasteland the most...Cartography. What lays over that mountain? Will it kill you? Let's find out.
conversations.prefix: Cartographer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can focus on one thing, and one thing only. Anything else is just a hazard.
conversations.prefix: Unaware:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can focus on one thing and one thing only. Everything else around you might as well not be there.
conversations.prefix: One Track Minded:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have the desire to see the entire world and explain everything that you saw along the way. Uncharted seas, endless deserts, and the highest of peaks have yet to be discovered. Someones gotta do it.
conversations.prefix: Map out the world:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your hubris makes your work sloppy at times. 
conversations.prefix: Cocky:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've heard there is a new rare material out in the Dust somewhere. Find it!
conversations.prefix: Discover a new crafting material:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Delusional
conversations.prefix: Crazy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know your way around a forge. Shaping ore comes naturally to you.
conversations.prefix: Blacksmith:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: When you see it, you have to go there.
conversations.prefix: Adventurous:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: dune dog jerky taken as a supply for the trip out, and hopefully back.
conversations.prefix: food:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: When alone in the Dust you always make sure to have what you need.
conversations.prefix: Prepared:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are fiercely protective of your family and friends. You'd do anything for them to keep them safe. You are also kind to strangers. You live by the philosophy that you will 'reap what you sow' so you are sure to show kindness to those you meet. 
conversations.prefix: Kind and Protective:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a keen eye for detail. You are good at problem solving and picking up on tiny nuances of other people's behavior. Nothing slips your observation. 
conversations.prefix: Observant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're from the East on a journey to the West. Whatever lays on the sunset side is a mystery to you for now.
conversations.prefix: From the East:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know your way around machines to a certain extent. 
conversations.prefix: Tinkerer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You tend to rush into things recklessly, often without thinking. Sometimes you get lucky and avoid disaster... 
conversations.prefix: Impulsive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't budge on some things. Sometimes, you know you are right. You just have to prove it.
conversations.prefix: Stubborn: