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DN054
# | SCENE | TOPIC | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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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 |
HolotapesQuest
# | SCENE | TOPIC | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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25 | DN054BluejayPoetryHolotape | 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 | 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 |