| # | SCENE | TOPIC | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
|---|
| 1 | DN054BluejayGarageQuestionScene | 000BF65E | | Here? These are the Atom Cats' digs, an oasis of cool in the wasteland of bad news that is the Commonwealth. | | Y1a |
| 2 | | Power Armor is our thing, Jack. Wearing it, fixing it, looking at it. It all gets my engines goin'. | | Y1b |
| 3 | DN054BluejayRumorsScene | 000568B5 | | {Suspicious} I've been working more on that Warwick job. Something funny goin' on over there. | | Y2a |
| 4 | | Lots of tension between those cats. I'd hate to get in the middle of that. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | Y2b |
| 5 | | They say there's this bunch a' kooks living in some old school that can make copies of people. | | Y3a |
| 6 | | Don't know why they never called us. We'd make the heppest people copies out there. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | Y3b |
| 7 | | We've been thinking of getting out there and finding some new suits to play with. | | Y4a |
| 8 | | {Laughing with the player} We should take a few from those nosebleeds in the Brotherhood of Steel, right? | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | Y4b |
| 9 | | Heard the Brotherhood of Steel flew in on that ugly hunk 'o junk blimp or whatever. | | Y5a |
| 10 | | Those dead heads don't know the first thing about Power Armor. Not like the Cats do. | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | Y5b |
| 11 | | You hear about these Railroad cats? | | Y6a |
| 12 | | They take synths stuck in a bad way and give 'em a new life, new digs, new memories, everything. | | Y6b |
| 13 | | Why they haven't sent any to us is beyond me, this is the best life you could get! | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | Y6c |
| 14 | | We used to trade with these cats from Quincy 'til the Gunners drove them out. | | Y7a |
| 15 | | {Angry} It's been tough getting supplies since then. Those dead heads can get bent! | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | Y7b |
| 16 | DN054BluejayVendorScene | 000A7CD3 | | We got junk that'll make you wanna jive. Wanna take a look? | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A |
| 17 | | {Cocky, friendly. Trying too hard.} Think of buying from the Cats as a donation towards a more cool Commonwealth. Whatdya say? | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A |
| 18 | | A hep cat like you must have a few caps burning a hole in your pocket. Want to spend 'em here? | Player Default: Let's see what you've got. | A |
| 19 | DN054CatsGatherPostRaceScene | 000568C5 | | {Walking off, dejected} What a drag... | DN054Rowdy: That was a slick showing, boss. | A1a |
| 20 | DN054DragRaceScene | 00118C64 | DN054JohnnyD: Hey, he got a head start! | {An exclamation of excitement.} Hot Dog! | DN054Zeke: Yeaaaahhhh! | A1a |
| 21 | 00118C3F | DN054Zeke: I hope that hunk 'o junk makes it to the finish. | {Dumb taunting / Defiant} Oh I am gonna make it to the finish and... | | A1a |
| 22 | | {Dumb taunting / Defiant} And all the way around the planet. | | A1b |
| 23 | | {Dumb taunting / Defiant} And back again. Before you even get there. | DN054Roxy: Alright. Get in position, boys. It's showtime. | A1c |
| 24 | 00118C3E | DN054Roxy: Go, get 'em Zekey! | {Irritated} Hey, he got a head start! | Dn054Bluejay: Hot Dog! | A1a |
| # | SCENE | TOPIC | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 25 | DN054BluejayPoetryHolotape(Cats poetry night tapes 2) | 000D008B | | {Intro before a poetry reading. } I wrote this one about this thing that happened to me the other day. | | A1a |
| 26 | | I call it "Hard Shell, Soft Meat." | Player Default: A walk on the beach. Doing my thing. Staying cool. | A1b |
| 27 | 000D008A | Player Default: I call it "Hard Shell, Soft Meat." | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} A walk on the beach. Doing my thing. Staying cool. | Player Default: A thing breaks the surface of the dark water. | A1a |
| 28 | 000D0089 | Player Default: A walk on the beach. Doing my thing. Staying cool. | {Acted out surprise in the cadence of this poem} A thing breaks the surface of the dark water. | | A1a |
| 29 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} A pair of claws under a dome of gnarly shell. | | A1b |
| 30 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence, a pause between "caught" and "off guard."} I'm caught off guard. | Player Default: Beady little eyes look at me from deep within the shell. | A1c |
| 31 | 000D0088 | Player Default: I'm caught off guard. | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} Beady little eyes look at me from deep within the shell. | | A1a |
| 32 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} Beady little eyes full of hunger, full of rage. | Player Default: I pull out my gun, and shoot! | A1b |
| 33 | 000D0087 | Player Default: Beady little eyes full of hunger, full of rage. | {Yelling, as if in the moment. Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} I pull out my gun, and shoot! | | A1a |
| 34 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} But the bullets only bounce. | | A1b |
| 35 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} Off that crusty shell. | Player Default: Those beady eyes narrow as the shelled devil grows angrier and angrier. | A1c |
| 36 | 000D0086 | Player Default: Off that crusty shell. | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} Those beady eyes narrow as the shelled devil grows angrier and angrier. | | A1a |
| 37 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence. Draw out "cool".} He comes at me. Faster than before. | Player Default: A bullet finds its way through a crack in the dome. | A1b |
| 38 | 000D0085 | Player Default: He comes at me. Faster than before. | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} A bullet finds its way through a crack in the dome. | | A1a |
| 39 | | The demon screeches in pain. | | A1b |
| 40 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} Those beady eyes close, for the last time. | Player Default: I reap the spoils from the kill. | A1c |
| 41 | 000D0084 | Player Default: Those beady eyes close, for the last time. | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} I reap the spoils from the kill. | Player Default: And I think. This thing and I, we are kind of the same. | A1a |
| 42 | 000D0083 | Player Default: I reap the spoils from the kill. | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} And I think. This thing and I, we are kind of the same. | | A1a |
| 43 | | {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} For, I too, am soft meat under a hard shell. | Player Default: Thank you. | A1b |
| 44 | 000D0082 | Player Default: For, I too, am soft meat under a hard shell. | {Calm and artful thanks to audience.} Thank you. | | A1a |
| 45 | DN054RowdyPoetryHolotape(Cats poetry night tapes 3) | 000D007E | Player Default: Um, it's called "An ode to my hammer". | {Encouraging someone with stage fright from the audience.} You got this, Rowdy. | Player Default: An ode to my hammer, so heavy and nice... | A1a |
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