Phonograph

Phonograph are save points in Maid of Sker
== Description ==
The Phonograph is used as a save point in the game, which also plays a disc when first interacted with.
There are a total of fifteen phonographs in the game.
== Phonograph #1 ==
Prudence: ... and it was in no small part due to my newfound fame and fortune that we were able to open Sker Hotel and embark on the charitable work, which
Elisabeth: Mother?! Mother!
Prudence: Darling, can't you see I'm recording? What have I told you?
Elisabeth: Never to interrupt when the door is closed. I'm sorry, mother.
Prudence: Well, no harm done, I shall record this again later...
But, while you're here, my darling, why not sing for me?
Elisabeth: Of course, mother.
To light its earthly sister
All through the night
== Phonograph #2 ==
Elisabeth: *Singing*
*Dog barking*
Isaac: What in all hells?! Is that filthy mongrel inside again?!
Elisabeth: Father! She still pines, is all. She misses- -
Isaac: I'll give it a reason to pine! Come here, you mutt!
Abraham?! Abraham?! Where is that useless brother of mine?
Elisabeth: Father, please!
Please, she just misses mother...
Isaac: Abraham?! Abraham?!
I'll be rid of this dog once and for all - -
*Dog whimpering*
== Phonograph #3 ==
Elisabeth: *Singing*
What...?! Who's there?
How long have you been there, Uncle?
Abraham: Don't stop, lass. Go on, I enjoy hearing you practice.
You've nearly as fine a set of lungs as your Mother.
Elisabeth: How dare you! Get out! Get out of here now...
You're just my Father's oafish tool!
Abraham: Tool, am I? What the fuck do you know about it? No... That would be you, lass. You'll soon see, and mark me when I say, that the only instrument here is you.
Elisabeth: I said, get out! Go! Go on...
Leave me be!
Abraham: Of course, as her hoity-toity, fucking ladyship commands.
Elisabeth: God! That man!
But what did he mean...?
== Phonograph #4 ==
Elisabeth: (Inaudable)
== Phonograph #5 ==
Elisabeth: That's all well and good you saying that, but I don't see why I shall need your assistance?
Abraham: I like it less than you. I have other jobs need attending, but your Father insisted...
"Make sure she practices. She must be ready." His very words
Elisabeth: Be ready for what?
Abraham: This 'ere contraption is spinning...
So go on with you, start your singing them.
Elisabeth: He said be ready for what?
Abraham: Well... Well, how should I know my fucking Brother's mind?
Fucking hell, lass! Are you bloody well gonna sing or what?
Elisabeth: Fine then...
I don't ask for a luxurious life,
the world's gold or its fine pearls I ask for...
== Phonograph #6 ==
Elisabeth: I... I need to tell someone...
Get all of this out, get this down somewhere.
My father does not know that I'm making this recording, but I need to confide in... Well, in you, Mother.
He has been pushing me, pushing me more and more in my lessons to sing as you once did.
But there is something else, there's a mania to his actions of late...
He seems confused with his latest scheme to revive the hotel.
Both he and Abraham have been so agitated of late, and they argue more than before.
I overhead them in heated discourse over a guest who had disappeared, I assume without paying...
My Father was furious that there was nothing that could be salvaged from it, and Mother, you have never heard such language!
I know our finances are dwindling, and his heart is set on restoring the glory days of Sker Hotel, but...
He sets so much on my shoulders. I'm not sure if I can do it, Mother.
I'm not sure if I can be you.
== Phonograph #7 ==
Elisabeth: *Crying*
== Phonograph #8 ==
Elisabeth: Thomas
== Phonograph #9 ==
Elisabeth: Is this true, Mother?!
Did you play a part in this madness too?
I would believe my Grandfather's ramblings insane, but for what my Father has intimated of late...
If it were not for what I have discovered for myself.
That our fortune is born from blood, the price we pay for the Siren's Song.
The same song you sang, Mother.
The song Father now wishes me to learn... It is utter madness!
And yet, it holds my Father and my Uncle, held even you, in its thrall.
What can I do? What should I do?
I cannot give in to my Father's demands, not in good conscience! Not now that I know the truth!
That our family legacy is founded on wrecking; founded on a creature of myth; on a cult dreamt up by Grandfather, a cult in which you served as its Priestess?!
How could you?
No... No, I shall not, I will not be a party to this...
There must be some means within my reach, to stop this, to end all this darkness.
== Phonograph #10 ==
Isaac: I despair at that child! Her willful insolence shall be the downfall of us all.
Here we stand, at the edge of ruin, and yet we have the answer...
Caged and bound in irons in the caves below the point, at the mercy of when I choose to provide it sustenance, and for what?
For Elisabeth to refuse to sing its song!
I am not asking her to bring back my Father's slavish cult.
No! Just to help me reopen the hotel and restore its grandeur, our families grandeur.
All she must do is sing, to lure them here in their droves... If not her, then how?
There must be some other way! Some method of using my recordings?
But how to focus the effects without a singer to wield its intent?
== Phonograph #11 ==
Elisabeth: Time has run out...
Father intends to use his Grand Harmonium, the machine he has devised, tonight.
To use the recorded song of what lamentable creature on the household and staff, a dress rehearsal for his gran reopening, one final test before...
I'm not ready. I've tried to compose it myself, tried until my fingers bled on the keys and my voice cracked but at last, two composers of the counter song have arrived at the hotel.
I must speak with them before the dress rehearsal, I can only pray that this will be enough...
I could leave still, slip away... I've thought about it, again and again in recent days, but that would only be condemning the others to my father's experiments.
No, I must face our family's sins, and, if I must, I shall pay the price.
I wish it were not si. I wish I did not have to face this alone, as I fear my strength and resolve might fail...
Thomas, where are you? I need you now, more than ever, my love.
== Phonograph #12 ==
Elisabeth: We'll put our weak light together
All through the night
All throught-
All throught-
All throught-
All throught-
== Phonograph #13 ==
Elisabeth: It is done.
I have managed to make phonograph copies of three of my Father's four cylinders.
Three parts of the Siren's Song...
The fourth, I've come to realise, is the very same tune as the musical locket that you always wore, Mother.
The very one which I was so fascinated with as a child...
Even as an infant, were you grooming me to take your place, as my Father now commands?
Whatever the truth of your misdeeds, mother,
I want you to know that I've arranged for these fragments of the Siren's Song to be dispatched to four composers...
Your locket to go to my dearest Thomas.
With his help and theirs, we shall come up with a means to counter the power of the song my Father so desperately seeks to control.
== Phonograph #14 ==
Elisabeth: *Laughing*
== Phonograph #15 ==
Elisabeth: I fear that it is impossible.
That it cannot be done, at least not in time...
I sit here, sit at these keys, day after day, night after night, trying to compose some form of counterpoint, some form of counter song to the honeyed lament of that creature...
And for what? Am I foolish to hope that this might work, that I can stop my father?
One misstep, one false note on my part, would be catastrophic; what such a mistake might unlock could be far worse than the Siren's enchantments...
But what choice do I have? I cannot turn my back on others, or allow him to succeed.
Without some form of counter, all of us, and many more, will be lost.
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