Conversation 746: JOYCE / REALITY TIMES

Times part of hub, solves TASK.reality lowdown

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ID Character Dialogue Conditions Links
0 None
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2 You "Would you say it was a bunch of apes dukin' it out?" Variable["whirling.dreamone_apes"]
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3 Joyce Messier "Why of course -- we're talking duke-out central. Full-swing intraspecies warfare."
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4 Rhetoric Now's your chance -- ask her who she is -- she won't get out this time.
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5 You "What is the Zone of Control?"
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6 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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7 You "And the apes -- were they evil?"
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8 Joyce Messier "No. I would say the apes were *neutral*." She looks at you, her gaze sharp.
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9 Joyce Messier "The Zone of Control is the third incarnation of Revachol. After the failure of the Suzerain and the Commune."
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10 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The charge dissipates into the dark water. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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11 You "Sounds like evil to me."
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12 You "Okay -- neutral."
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13 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building.
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14 Joyce Messier "Then you would have died fighting against them. Long before the Beachhead... our time is a shadow cast by that day."
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15 Joyce Messier "On the other hand..." She turns north, to the bombed out buildings lining the waterfront. "Maybe you're right."
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16 Joyce Messier "On the other hand..." She turns north, to the bombed out buildings lining the waterfront, then shivers slightly.
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17 Shivers The wind stops, there is silence on the dark water of the Martinaise inlet...
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18 None
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19 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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20 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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21 Kim Kitsuragi "It was a kerfuffle all right," the lieutenant mumbles from behind his notes.
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22 You "No way. I wouldn't have fought with the communards."
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23 Joyce Messier "Yes, an acute thiamine deficiency can be exacerbated by alcoholism." She blinks her green eyes. "Exacerbated means 'made worse.'"
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24 Joyce Messier "I see, yes. A deluge of geopolitical questions."
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25 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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26 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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27 None
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28 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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29 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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30 You "I had a deluge too. In my head." (Point to your little head.) Variable["whirling.mirror_deluge_mentioned"] and Variable["pier.joyce_deluge_heard"]
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31 You "Truly a *kerfuffle*."
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32 None
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33 None
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34 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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35 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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36 Joyce Messier "Him and tens of thousands of his *wonderfully* fascist kingsmen. It was a *wild* time."
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37 Shivers IT'S ALL YOURS.
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38 Shivers POCKMARKED BY CANNONS.
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39 Joyce Messier "Yes, King Guillaume had a nose for bad PR. He ran before it -- what is the expression -- *went down*? Anyway, Gil got out alive and his nephew Frissel got shot in his place..."
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40 Joyce Messier "I prefer the term *risk averse*. King Guillaume was nobody's fool -- he could smell a PR disaster brewing. So he got out alive and his nephew Frissel got shot in his place..."
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41 You "Smart king."
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42 You "Cowardly king."
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43 Shivers THERE IS PEACE IN THE HEART.
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44 You "With privatized healthcare and a work ethic that does not turn your brain into sponge tissue."
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45 Joyce Messier "The real king abdicated and lived out a long and productive life as a venture capitalist in Graad."
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46 None
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47 None Variable["tc.date_fifty_one"]
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48 None (Variable["tc.date_fifty_one"]) == false
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49 None
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50 None
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51 None
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52 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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53 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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54 Joyce Messier "Oh, lots of people. Even the king got shot in the head, or thrown beneath a horse. Or drowned. Accounts differ. It was unceremonious." She shakes her head. "Just as well -- he wasn't actually the king. Just the king's nephew."
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55 You "Anyone else get shot in the head -- on the opposing side?"
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56 You "Until it's all mine -- every pigment-drenched black leaf of money in Revachol."
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57 None
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58 None Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]
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59 None (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false
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60 Shivers THE AGE OF MAN IS OVER.
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61 None
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62 Shivers IT'S ALL YOURS.
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63 Shivers CAPITAL IS PAST.
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64 You "And after that?"
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65 Joyce Messier "The Twenties saw a decade of urban war: West of the river levelled, offshore platforms in flames... Still, it's regarded as an improvement on what came before: '08 to '19 was simply hell..."
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66 Shivers REVACHOL FOREVER.
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67 Joyce Messier "The Thirties? Things settled down in the Thirties. Revachol East transformed itself into the world's largest tax haven -- with the international community's blessing. For the first time in a long time it seemed like things were *going* somewhere."
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68 Logic 51 - 8 = 43
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69 Kim Kitsuragi "This does not represent the official RCM opinion," the lieutenant says from behind his notes.
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70 Joyce Messier "Don't worry, Kras Mazov shot fifteen million people in the head. But that was all the way over in Graad."
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71 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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72 Half Light A quietly simmering rage.
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73 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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74 Joyce Messier "Yes. The *Insulindian Deluge* they call it."
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75 None
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76 Conceptualization All that untaxed income must have fuelled *The New*. That can only mean one thing...
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77 None
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78 None Variable["tc.thirties_and_new"]
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79 None (Variable["tc.thirties_and_new"]) == false
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80 None
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81 None
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82 None IsKimHere()
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83 None (IsKimHere()) == false
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84 Joyce Messier "Yes -- the red deluge. The *Insulindian Deluge* they call it."
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85 None
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86 None IsKimHere()
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87 None (IsKimHere()) == false
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88 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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89 Joyce Messier "No. It was a market mirage fuelled by cocaine and quantitative easing. The Forties *dispelled* it like a cold splash. An isola-wide hangover, you might say. And here we are..." She curtsies.
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90 You "That's when they discovered Disco." Variable["tc.thirties_and_new"]
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91 You "Were they?"
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92 Joyce Messier "Yes. And quantitative easing. It was a market mirage, unfortunately. The Forties dispelled it. An isola-wide hangover, you might say. So, here we are..." She curtsies.
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93 None
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94 None IsKimHere()
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95 None (IsKimHere()) == false
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96 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks and a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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97 You "Until the middle class, the gentry, and the workers are all gone and the age of man is over."
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98 Joyce Messier "Welcome to reality, baby."
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99 You "That's a tragedy."
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100 Kim Kitsuragi "Khm." The lieutenant puts down his notes for a moment. "Opinions expressed here do not reflect the official position of the RCM."
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101 You "Sounds like they should have shot more people in the head then."
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102 None
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103 Empathy All she can see are vague outlines of a great winding down. The doldrums. People killed, but no great transitions of wealth. It makes her feel old -- and something else. Something you can't put your finger on...
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104 None
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105 Logic For her to be where she is Wild Pines Group must have picked the right side.
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106 Inland Empire Something tells you her life and yours are not that similar. Maybe it's because she has a boat and you have... that necktie? A pair of pants?
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107 You "Coupris is still around, aren't they?"
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108 Joyce Messier "Forever?" She cocks her head sideways. "In twenty years Revachol went from a king to a commune to a Zone of Control. She *is* forever. But the next thing she will *be* is something else."
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109 Empathy From the looks of it the Fifties haven't been much better for the Zone of Control -- you can see it in her eyes. Days slipping away....
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110 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The charge dissipates into the dark water. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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111 None
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112 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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113 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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114 Joyce Messier She's silent a moment, contemplating. When she finally speaks, her tone is wistful: "We could have had so much *more*. Every one of us -- if only we'd played it right."
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115 Joyce Messier "Past?" She cocks her head to one side. "That's what Dobreva, the leader of the communards said, before she got a bullet in her head. Don't get me wrong..." There's sadness in her voice...
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116 Joyce Messier Her voice is almost wistful. "We could have had so much *more*. Every one of us -- if only we'd played it right."
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117 Joyce Messier "All yours?" She nods. "That's been the motto of many an indotribe. There is something *clarifying* about that strain of ultraliberalism..."
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118 Joyce Messier "Over?" She nods. "That's *entropolism*, the very height of late Modernity: evacuate this world. You may prove a truly Modern Man yet."
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119 None
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120 None Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_fifties_unsatisfied"]
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121 None (Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_fifties_unsatisfied"]) == false
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122 You Say nothing.
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123 None
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124 You "Liquidate the rabid, prion-infested *dogs* who want to kill everyone -- with cleansing artillery fire."
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125 You "You don't seem to be thrilled..."
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126 Joyce Messier "I've no right to be dissatisfied," she shakes her head. "This shirt is Barbara Muskova. This raincoat is impervious to rain and is guaranteed for a hundred years, my daughters will wear it. No, it's just..." She looks at the crumbling tenements, paint flecking from the stone...
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127 Joyce Messier "Good. Not that it would have mattered -- in the end, the Commune forced everyone to the barricades."
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128 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building.
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129 Shivers The wind stops, there is silence on the dark water of the Martinaise inlet...
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130 You "Happily."
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131 Joyce Messier "Believe it or not, Wild Pines isn't even the most notorious example -- that would be Saint-Baptiste. You can go quite far with that attitude."
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132 Shivers The cold runs down your spine -- she gestures toward the waters.
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133 You "That's enough about the times."
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134 Joyce Messier "Oh, and the anarchists too! They shot them well. So well one forgets they even existed."
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135 Joyce Messier "Then you would have died, most likely. Not far from here -- maybe even *right* here, during the Beachhead, defending the coast the day the Coalition took the city."
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136 You "Which side was Wild Pines Group on?" Variable["pier.joyce_logic_pines_hub"]
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137 Empathy She's not gloating. It's a relieved celebration.
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138 Joyce Messier "Anxious to hear more about mineral rights or who got shot in the head?" A flash of teeth in her feisty grin.
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139 Joyce Messier "So a quarter of humanity..." she calculates, "...simply lost their minds? And how would you stop a prion -- a complex folding protein; *un-life* -- with the technology 50 years ago?"
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140 You "That's it then. Another topic."
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141 Joyce Messier "Those would be the communists. Generally speaking, 40 million people got shot in the head during the World Revolution. But the communists -- they *all* got shot in the head."
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142 Joyce Messier "Modernity. They developed the marvels of interisolary communication, telematic milieus, radiation, coloured plastics. Meanwhile, in Revachol West, the *aftermath* continues for the fifth decade."
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143 You "What have we been doing all that time?"
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144 Joyce Messier "Capital *is* finished. But understand this -- its end won't *free* anyone. It will only lead to more suffering."
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145 Half Light Here's some *wisdom* lady. SAY THE DEATH THING.
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146 You "Our lives are not the same." Variable["pier.joyce_auth_lives_not_same"]
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147 Joyce Messier "No doubt -- but we share the same time and position on the planet's crust. That counts for more than you'd think."
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148 You "Who got shot in the head?"
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149 Joyce Messier "Of course not. It was a highly infectious microorganism that destroyed brain tissue. The actual causes of the Revolution were material. The pandemic only provided the spark."
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150 You "Wow, really?"
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151 You "I don't know what I would have done differently."
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152 Shivers A cold creeps up your spine, reaching its tendrils up your neck, toward the back of your head...
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153 You "I would have sought a medical solution. Sounds like *tzaraath* drove those people mad."
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154 Half Light Your jaw clenches -- give the lady a taste of your *wisdom*.
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155 None
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156 None Variable["pier.joyce_inland_future_vision"]
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157 None (Variable["pier.joyce_inland_future_vision"]) == false
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158 None
External:
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159 Kim Kitsuragi "My position, ma'am? My parents got ripped to shreds in the Revolution -- I would have gone the same way. I was saved by being two years old. That's my position -- the abattoir."
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160 You "Okay. Maybe it's impossible. What happened had to happen. And always will."
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161 Joyce Messier "That's not Coupris, dear. It's just a brand name, snatched up by a Vespertine holding company. No, the real Coupris is as dead as the king they bet on."
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162 None
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163 Joyce Messier "Good hygiene, really? A very *moderate* solution to an *extreme* problem. It's those sort of half-measures that doomed the authorities in Graad..."
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164 Joyce Messier "Liquidate?" She nods. "That's what King Filippe kept screaming from the Sol Aurum. *Liquidate, liquidate!*" she says in a sing-song-y kind of way.
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165 Rhetoric Not so fast -- who is she in all this? Ask her who she is, she owes you an answer.
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166 None
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167 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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168 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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169 None
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170 You "What did this tzaraath do?"
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171 Joyce Messier "It made people overthrow their governments."
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172 Encyclopedia It was a funny time in history. They'd discovered transistors and rock music, but they didn't know anything about prions. Nobody did.
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173 Joyce Messier "A poor remedy for prion disease," she says. "That was the attitude of most of the more moderate indotribes, particularly those who supported the king..."
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174 Joyce Messier "A city state divided into free market zones. Under the *everlasting* interregnum of the Coalition of Nations. And you, of course -- the Citizens Militia."
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175 None
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176 None Variable["pier.joyce_what_are_you_asked"]
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177 None (Variable["pier.joyce_what_are_you_asked"]) == false
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178 Esprit de Corps The clatter of typewriter keys fills the main hall of a re-appropriated Silk Mill -- Precinct 41. Chad Tillbrook presses ENTER. Outside: Officer *Elfboy* Williams slams the door of an armoured motor carriage...
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179 You "No way."
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180 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building.
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181 None
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182 Shivers The wind stops, there is silence on the dark water of the Martinaise inlet...
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183 You "Probably."
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184 Joyce Messier "No -- almost certainly. The Commune would have forced you. Such was the fate of the undecided."
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185 None
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186 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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187 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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188 Suggestion There is curiosity there that goes unnoticed. The lieutenant takes a step back, absent-mindedly.
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189 Joyce Messier She turns to him. "And what is *your* official position, lieutenant?"
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190 Shivers ALWAYS.
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191 Joyce Messier "Forty-three years. Hard to fathom, I know."
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192 None
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193 None Variable["pier.joyce_who_are_you_open"]
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194 None (Variable["pier.joyce_who_are_you_open"]) == false
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195 You "It's been like this for how long, exactly?"
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196 Joyce Messier "Time flies."
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197 You "Wait, you're saying it's been like this for 43 years?" Variable["pier.joyce_logic_fortythree_years_afdtermath"] == true
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198 You "When was this kerfuffle?"
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199 Shivers The cold runs down your spine as you say the words, like a small electric charge that seeks grounding.
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200 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The charge dissipates into the dark water. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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201 Joyce Messier "They picked the winning side. That's why they're here and others are not."
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202 You "With some hygiene, modest social care and perhaps a little research program."
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203 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The charge dissipates into the dark water. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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204 Joyce Messier "The Turn-of-the-Century Revolution?" She smiles, mischievously. "Don't answer it -- it's a trick question."
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205 Joyce Messier "Always," She nods. "That's the *can't-do-attitude* that truly defines Late Modernity. You may prove a Modern Man yet."
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206 You "They chose wisely."
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207 You "They got lucky."
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208 Perception (Hearing) A dog barks, a gunshot echoes off the walls of some distant building. A woman's voice...
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209 Joyce Messier "Perhaps it wouldn't have turned out that way had *I* been in charge. I might've bet on the king and led the Pines to doom."
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210 Joyce Messier "They are what they are -- who knows, an afterbloom may yet come..."
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211 Joyce Messier "The Revolution began in '02, on the isola of Graad, though by the end nearly the whole world had gotten involved."
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212 You "Who started it?"
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213 Joyce Messier "You and everyone else. But that's got nothing to do with *preventing* the Revolution. Ah, well... What was was, I guess."
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214 You "You would have sided with the king?"
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215 You "At any cost -- until humanity is free and the age of Capital is past."
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216 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The cold dissipates into your parietal lobe like a dissolved bullet. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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217 You "I asked you -- who are you in all this?"
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218 None
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219 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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220 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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221 You "I would have made off with the mineral rights."
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222 Joyce Messier "I would have sided with the *cannons*. If you'd seen the calibres of the things, you might've, too... " She thinks. "Perhaps it's better I was born when I was..."
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223 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The cold dissipates into your parietal lobe like a dissolved bullet. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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224 None
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225 You "What would you have done differently?" Variable["pier.joyce_when_kerfuffle_done"]
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226 Joyce Messier "Good question." She cranes her neck: "What would *you* have done differently?"
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227 Volition No -- her first.
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228 None
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229 None Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]
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230 None (Variable["pier.joyce_amnesia_known"]) == false
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231 None
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232 None
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233 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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234 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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235 You "What happened in the rest of the world?" (Proceed.)
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236 You "Where did it spread from there?"
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237 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The cold dissipates into your parietal lobe like a dissolved bullet. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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238 None
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239 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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240 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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241 Joyce Messier "And I asked *you*, past-less detective of the Citizens Militia. What insight has acute encephalopathy given to you?"
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242 None
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243 None
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244 None Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_great_shadows"]
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245 None (Variable["pier.joyce_empathy_great_shadows"]) == false
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246 None
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247 None Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]
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248 None (Variable["pier.joyce_shivers_grounding_on_revchopice"]) == false
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249 Shivers The wind stops and for a moment there's silence. The cold dissipates into your parietal lobe like a dissolved bullet. All is quiet on the Martinaise inlet...
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250 You "Until this insanity is crushed and Revachol reigns -- a suzerain forever."
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251 Joyce Messier "And I asked *you*, philosopher-detective of the Citizens Militia."
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252 None
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253 None Variable["pier.joyce_vol_you_first"]
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254 None (Variable["pier.joyce_vol_you_first"]) == false
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255 Inland Empire She narrows her eyes -- turning her gaze to the future out of professional habit...
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256 You "What came next?"
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257 None
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258 None IsKimHere()
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259 None (IsKimHere()) == false
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260 Joyce Messier "Coupris, Resplendent... both gone now. Those that survived mended their ways. They're all *ultras* now."
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261 Joyce Messier "Ten of the fourteen indotribes got it wrong: Feld, Coupris, Tricentennial... So I suppose I would have been in good company."
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262 None
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263 None IsTHCPresent("torque_dork")
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264 None (IsTHCPresent("torque_dork")) == false
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265 Joyce Messier "In the end they liquidated the Sol Aurum. Melted the palace cube down to gold and platinum and sold it for bullets. Strange times," she says almost wistfully.
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266 Joyce Messier "From Revachol and Graad? Not far. The world managed to cauterize itself. Mazov's government was overthrown in '08, and the Coalition crushed the Revachol commune two years later. It was *The End*."
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267 Joyce Messier "Why, you and I, officer--" She spreads her arms, raincoat flapping in the wind. "Our lives in the Zone of Control."
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268 You "I would have killed more -- 400 million -- if that's what it took."
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269 Joyce Messier "I see -- a tenth of humanity." She's unfazed. "The key of History is in the lock -- keep turning, at any cost?"
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270 Joyce Messier "It wasn't a *who*, but a *what*. A pandemic of tzaraath, a particularly virulent prion disease, which the authorities in Graad proved unable to contain. Then Mazov came along and overthrew the government."
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271 Joyce Messier "Understandable," she nods.
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272 Joyce Messier "Anyway, enough sentimentality. Is there anything else you want to know?"
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273 Joyce Messier "When they failed to step up, Mazov and his party stepped in. In this *particular* case, maybe a more robust state response might have been appropriate..."
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274 None
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275 None
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276 None CheckEquipped("neck_tie")
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277 None (CheckEquipped("neck_tie")) == false
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278 Inland Empire Something tells you her life and yours are not that similar.
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279 You "They're *good* apes, actually."
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280 Joyce Messier "I don't know about that..." She turns north, to the bombed out buildings lining the waterfront, then shivers slightly.
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281 You "Did the communists and the anarchists shoot back?"
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282 You "You could say they got *totally* shot in the head." Variable["pier.joyce_concept_totally_shot_anarkists"]
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283 Joyce Messier "Indeed. They piled them in mass graves in Ozonne and, well -- that's the last anyone heard of those people."
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284 Conceptualization She likes the *totality* of it.
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285 Joyce Messier "Did they ever. Before they got shot themselves, they shot two million people."
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286 None
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287 You "Who got the mineral rights?"
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288 Joyce Messier "The liberals got the mineral rights." She looks up to the sky, then inland at the crumbling city. "And by mineral rights, I mean *everything*."
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289 You "Okay, and by *liberals* you mean..."
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290 Joyce Messier "Liberals are usually middle-class people, detective. Or the remaining gentry. The beneficiaries of the pre-revolutionary *arrangement*."
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291 Joyce Messier "Some were rich enough to stay with the Constitution; with monarchy -- *big mistake*. Others bet on the Revolution, they were called the Ultras, or ultraliberals. They fared well."
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292 You "How did the liberals win it all?"
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293 Joyce Messier "They didn't *win* so much as survive. *We* were the last ones standing when the war ended -- everyone else got shot in the head, remember?"
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294 You "If everyone got shot, who was there to surrender to?"
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295 Joyce Messier "To foreign intervention -- the Coalition. Those people *really* took the mineral rights."
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296 You "Wait. You just said the liberals already took everything."
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297 Joyce Messier "The liberals took everything that wasn't nailed to the ground -- the Coalition took the *ground*," she stomps her rubber booted foot. "The ocean, the laws and the people."
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298 You "Who are the Coalition?"
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299 Joyce Messier "The Coalition of Nations. Graad, Mesque, Vesper, Messina, Oranje and Sur-La-Clef -- the armed centre of the world. They landed here and ended the Revolution. It was the *moralist* thing to do."
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300 Empathy There is bitterness in her voice -- tempered with understanding. She is critical, but ultimately understands the cause.
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301 You "Moralist?"
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302 Joyce Messier "The moralists believe in keeping everything exactly the way it is. They believe in mineral rights -- and not shooting people in the head..."
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303 Joyce Messier "At least not in the same *manner and volume* as the others do. They are the long-standing provisional rulers of Revachol now -- the Coalition Government."
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304 Joyce Messier "This is their Zone of Control. They embolden the RCM with crumbs of the same law they took. Technically speaking -- *you* are a moralist."
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305 Encyclopedia The colour of moralism is blue. The official motto of the Moralintern, or Moralist International, is: 'A blue forget-me-not; a piece of the grey sky'. Unofficial: 'For a moment, there was hope'.
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306 None
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307 You "Not just technically -- practically as well. I like what I've heard about these people."
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308 You "I don't think I am moralist, ma'am."
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309 You "If always picking the option that doesn't commit to anything then hell yes I am -- and also not."
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310 Joyce Messier "An almost endearingly moralist standpoint," she bows. "It must be hard to take a moderate approach to head-shooting in your line of work."
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311 Joyce Messier "Of course," she sizes you up. "Not easy to be moderate about *head-shooting* in your line of work."
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312 Joyce Messier "A devout man of the centre," she nods. "Hard to come by. It's good to have someone who takes a moderate approach to head-shooting -- in your line of work I mean."
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313 Hand/Eye Coordination Rooty-tooty pointy shooty!
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314 None
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315 None Variable["pier.joyce_hecordination_rootyshooty"]
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316 None (Variable["pier.joyce_hecordination_rootyshooty"]) == false
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317 You (Cock your finger pistols.) "Rooty tooty pointy shooty!" IsTHCPresent("finger_pistols")
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318 You "Rooty tooty pointy shooty!" IsTHCPresent("finger_pistols") == false
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319 Joyce Messier "That's the way of History." She nods.
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320 None
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321 None
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322 None
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323 None
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324 None IsKimHere()
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325 None (IsKimHere()) == false
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326 None
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327 None Variable["pier.joyce_exited_times_hub_with_kim_once"]
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328 None (Variable["pier.joyce_exited_times_hub_with_kim_once"]) == false
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329 Kim Kitsuragi "Or -- you could *not* eat all the candy at once, let the ma'am rest for a while, and return to this later?"
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330 You "Later, yes. Let my mind cool a bit."
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331 You "No. More. NOW."
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332 Joyce Messier "Voracious," she nods approvingly. "I'm up for it. What'll it be?"
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333 Joyce Messier "Too much *reality* at once can prove too much," she nods. "There's plenty of time later. For now, is there anything *else* I can help you with?"
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334 None
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335 None
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336 You "I don't care about kings. Tell me one more thing..."
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337 Joyce Messier "About head-shooting?" She smiles.
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338 Physical Instrument The rulers of Revachol -- and also *the world*. These guys are strong.
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339 Joyce Messier "Indeed. Tzaraath is a highly infectious microorganism that destroyed brain tissue. The actual causes of the Revolution were material. The pandemic only provided the spark."
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340 None
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341 None Variable["TASK.joyce_keep_asking_later"]
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342 None (Variable["TASK.joyce_keep_asking_later"]) == false
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343 Joyce Messier "Welcome to reality, baby."
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344 Empathy No. The tiny apes are doing all they can to be better. It's not their fault.
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345 Half Light The apes will never change, they are all evil. End of discussion.
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346 Rhetoric It takes time for the apes to change. And work. Perhaps what happened here was part of that time -- and part of that work.
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347 You "I *loved* that king. Fucking communists..."
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348 Joyce Messier "Which one? Actually -- it doesn't matter. King Guillaume has always been my favourite. He could smell a PR disaster brewing. So he got out alive and his nephew Frissel got shot in his place..."
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349 Rhetoric We -- she's one of them. Of course.
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350 Inland Empire Then *you* happened. Your youth in the Thirties.
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351 Composure She is not at all fazed by your genocidal sabre rattling.
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352 Suggestion A counterargument, but still -- your historic mass-murderer fantasies have only endeared you to this person.
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