Spy on Raiders!

==Dialogue==
The gang occupying the outpost is picked among the five following gangs: the Bone Breakers, the Screeching Falcons, the Spiked Spikes, the Burning Bullets and the Pencil Pushers. Each gang has its own dialogue.

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!rowspan="12"|A
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|rowspan="3"|What do we have here? Looking to join the Bone Breakers?<br />
What makes you think you're tough enough for us?
|We really like bones. And, um, breaking them... We guess...
|You guess? What kind of Raider talks like that? Get 'em!
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|We're the baddest Raiders in these Wastes! Out of our way!
|Whoa. I'm feeling that rage. All right, head in!
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|Actually, we're Vault Dwellers in disguise. Here to spy on you!
|Yeah, right. Wait, seriously? You're dead!
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|rowspan="4"|The new recruits. I'll tell you a secret. You should get out while you can.<br />
Breaking bones is all fun at first, but sooner or later one of these psychos is gonna turn on you.
|Sounds like you want to get out of Raiding yourself.
|You know, what? Yeah. It's time. I'm out of here first chance I get.
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|You're just weak! We'll be breaking bones forever!
|Who are you calling weak? I can still break bones with the best of them!
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|Could you say that again? We have to write it down because we're spying on you.
|Wait. What? You're spies? Get 'em!
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|You know, what? We're just going to kill you.
|You what? Traitors! Kill 'em!
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|rowspan="4"|You stand before Cracking Knuckles, leader of the Bone Breakers!<br />
I suppose you're here for your share of our last Raid?
|That's right, and we'd love some new weapons!
|Good. Now go and cause mayhem!
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|We need medical supplies, Boss!
|Very well. Here. Take this and go!
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|How about some Junk? We're feeling crafty.
|I suppose the Bone Breakers can spare some supplies. Now go!
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|Die Raider scum!
|What treachery is this!?
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|rowspan="12"|<center>'''B'''</center>
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|rowspan="3"|What do we have here? Looking to join our gang?<br />
We're called the Screeching Falcons. Big scary bird, you got it?<br />
So you got to shout KA-KAW when you go into battle. You got that?
|That's the dumbest thing we've ever heard of.
|You calling me dumb? You're dead!
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|KA-KAW!
|That's the spirit! Go on ahead.
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|Actually, we're Vault Dwellers in disguise. Here to spy on you!
|Yeah, right. Wait, seriously? You're dead!
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|rowspan="4"|KA-KAW! Welcome to the Screeching Falcons, fledglings!<br />
You seem like nice kids. I hope this Raider life doesn't chew you up like it did for me.<br />
I've lost a lot of friends.
|It's never too late to turn your life around.
|Hey, you know, you're right! Time to live for me!
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|KA-KAW!
|Uh, yeah. Good kaw there kids. Why don't you just get going?
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|Could you say that again? We have to write it down because we're spying on you.
|Wait. What? You're spies? Get 'em!
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|You know, what? We're just going to kill you.
|You what? Traitors! Kill 'em!
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|rowspan="4"|You stand before Beaks, leader of the Screeching Falcons!<br />
I suppose you're here for your share of our last Raid?
|That's right, and we'd love some new weapons!
|Good. Now go and cause mayhem!
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|We need medical supplies, Boss!
|Very well. Here. Take this and go!
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|How about some Junk? We're feeling crafty.
|I suppose the Bone Breakers can spare some supplies. Now go!
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|Die Raider scum!
|What treachery is this!?
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!rowspan="12"|C
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|rowspan="3"|What do we have here? Looking to join our gang?<br />
We're the Spiked Spikes. We're so bad our spikes have spikes.<br />
What do you think of that, huh?
|That's the stupidest thing we've ever heard.
|What did you say? Kill them!
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|Only the best Raiders would have that many spikes!
|Ha ha. That's right! You guys go on ahead.
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|Actually, we're Vault Dwellers in disguise. Here to spy on you!
|Yeah, right. Wait, seriously? You're dead!
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|rowspan="4"|New to the Spiked Spikes? Who came up with that name, huh?<br />
I've raided the Wasteland for a long time, and this is by far the dumbest group I've run with.<br />
It makes me want to call it quits.
|You should leave. There's gotta be a better life out there for you.
|Hey, you know, you're right! Time to live for me!
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|Spikes are the best! We should call ourselves the Spiked Spiked Spikes!
|Oh boy. Fine. Do whatever you want.
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|Could you say that again? We have to write it down because we're spying on you.
|Wait. What? You're spies? Get 'em!
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|You know, what? We're just going to kill you.
|You what? Traitors! Kill 'em!
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|rowspan="4"|I am Spike, leader of the Spiked Spikes!<br />
I suppose you're here for your share of our last Raid?
|That's right, and we'd love some new weapons!
|Good. Now go and cause mayhem!
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|We need medical supplies, Boss!
|Very well. Here. Take this and go!
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|How about some Junk? We're feeling crafty.
|I suppose the Bone Breakers can spare some supplies. Now go!
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|Die Raider scum!
|What treachery is this!?
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|rowspan="12"|<center>'''D'''</center>
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|rowspan="3"|What do we have here? Looking to join our gang?<br />
We're the Burning Bullets. We shoot people, then set them on fire.<br />
Can you handle that?
|Totally. We, um, love both of those things. Honest.
|You're lying, and you're dead!
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|Bullets AND fire? Sign us up!
|That's what we like to hear. Go on ahead.
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|Actually, we're Vault Dwellers in disguise. Here to spy on you!
|Yeah, right. Wait, seriously? You're dead!
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|rowspan="4"|Hey, I didn't know the Burning Bullets had any new members.<br />
Gotta be honest. I'm kind of done with the smell of gunpowder and burning things.<br />
Thinking maybe I should retire. Start a farm. Grow some flowers.
|You have to do what's right for you.
|Yeah, I've made up my mind. Time to leave these jokers behind.
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|Are you going to shoot and burn the flowers?
|No. I'm not. Never mind. Just get outta here.
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|Could you say that again? We have to write it down because we're spying on you.
|Wait. What? You're spies? Get 'em!
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|You know, what? We're just going to kill you.
|You what? Traitors! Kill 'em!
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|rowspan="4"|You're speaking to Inferno, leader of the Burning Bullets.<br />
I suppose you're here for your share of our last Raid?
|That's right, and we'd love some new weapons!
|Good. Now go and cause mayhem!
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|We need medical supplies, Boss!
|Very well. Here. Take this and go!
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|How about some Junk? We're feeling crafty.
|I suppose the Bone Breakers can spare some supplies. Now go!
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|Die Raider scum!
|What treachery is this!?
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!rowspan="12"|E
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|rowspan="3"|What do we have here? Looking to join our gang?<br />
We're the Pencil Pushers. We push pencils through people.<br />
You think you're tough enough to join us?
|We prefer pens, to be honest.
|That's it. You're dead!
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|Finally! People who understand that writing is the deadliest art.
|That's what we like to hear. Go on ahead.
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|Actually, we're Vault Dwellers in disguise. Here to spy on you!
|Yeah, right. Wait, seriously? You're dead!
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|rowspan="4"|Who are you? New to the Pencil Pushers?<br />
I've been with this group since the beginning. I wanted us to be called the Erasers.<br />
I still think that'd be a better name then what we've got.
|You should start your own gang. Leave this place behind.
|You know, what? You're right! Time to start over somewhere new!
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|You'll never top this gang. Pencil pushing is the best!
|Yeah, I guess. Hey, I gotta get going.
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|Could you say that again? We have to write it down because we're spying on you.
|Wait. What? You're spies? Get 'em!
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|You know, what? We're just going to kill you.
|You what? Traitors! Kill 'em!
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|rowspan="4"|You stand before Sharp Point, leader of the Pencil Pushers!<br />
I suppose you're here for your share of our last Raid?
|That's right, and we'd love some new weapons!
|Good. Now go and cause mayhem!
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|We need medical supplies, Boss!
|Very well. Here. Take this and go!
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|How about some Junk? We're feeling crafty.
|I suppose the Bone Breakers can spare some supplies. Now go!
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|Die Raider scum!
|What treachery is this!?
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