Man With Luscious Hair

Man With Luscious Hair is an NPC aboard the Herta Space Station. He can initially be found in the Master Control Zone, near the Internal Purchase Officer landmark, but permanently disappears during the .
==Profile==
The Man With Luscious Hair is a man defined by the luxurious coiffure adorning his dome. He is the head of the Invisible Space Warhead Association, a group dedicated to expressing themselves via their unique hairstyles. However, his fuzzy exterior belies personal tragedy. Before he started his zealous hair care routine, he once had a daughter who suggested to him to get an afro, so as to set himself apart from the other researchers; he didn't take it too seriously. Sadly, during the Legion invasion, his daughter was lost amidst the chaos, all because she could not find him. Now, with curls in tow, he wishes to expand his puffy empire across Herta Space Station so that in the future, it will be easier to identify a researcher in the crowd.
==Location==
==Dialogue==
;(First interaction)
:Man With Luscious Hair: Hum! Nothing special, so boring here...
:Man With Luscious Hair: Everyone is wearing the same clothes. This is an obliteration of the staff's individuality!
: This hairstyle is so cool!
::Man With Luscious Hair: Mm... not bad, you've got nice taste. The space station has a strict dress code for all researchers. I have to express myself with the smaller details.
::Man With Luscious Hair: Highlights? Too obscure. Bob cut? Too unsightly. Bald? Too hard to pull off. Now this hairstyle is just right. It's big, curly and puffy. It feels so good when I swing my head.
: Well... Didn't expect to be running into the fashion police today...
::Man With Luscious Hair: Fashion police? It's true, I do have quite the authority on fashion! So... Thanks!
::Man With Luscious Hair: Your silver hair is not bad either. It seems you and I have similar tastes in hairstyle.
::Man With Luscious Hair: The last person I connected with was a "screenwriter" on my home planet — we call them screenwriters. In the galaxy, you call them storytellers.
: Where did you get your hair done?
::Man With Luscious Hair: As long as you are determined, anything is possible, anywhere! All you have to do is pick up some Dark Matches from the storage zone — Oh, although I heard all these things have been stolen by the Antimatter Legion — anyway, then you light up a bit of Lightless Phosphorous Powder on the experiment bench...
::Man With Luscious Hair: Recite yourself, "Babracadabra, make my wish plethora," then...
::Man With Luscious Hair: Boom! There you have it! Your very own cool and fluffy afro hairstyle.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Okay, okay. Normally I am not supposed to talk to people outside the Invisible Space Warhead Association. But after all, this is our conversation...
:Man With Luscious Hair: In the future, if we can't get what the other is talking about, then let's not waste each other's time.
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;(Second interaction)
:Man With Luscious Hair: Hush... So you did come back for a conversation with me. Are you interested in learning about the Invisible Space Warhead Association?
: That sounds awesome!
::Man With Luscious Hair: Yeah, you are on the right track!
: It's just the Curlcademy, right?
::Man With Luscious Hair: Hey! What do you know!? It's important for an organization to have a cool name.
::Man With Luscious Hair: According to your theory, the "Stellaron" everyone is scrambling for is just a — oh, forget it. I can't tell you this.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Right now, although the Invisible Space Warhead Association is still in its initial stage, we are having great momentum when it comes to expanding our numbers.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Before long, we will have big, curly, puffy members in every hidden corner of the space station.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Not to mention, we have secured investment capital from the Interastral Peace Corporation to study the correlation between Lightless Phosphorous Powder and hair volume.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Now is a good chance to join us! When we develop into the Invincible Space Warhead Corporation, there will be no room for outsiders.
:Man With Luscious Hair: The way to join us is also very simple. First become big, curly and puffy, then you can sign up with me.
;(Obtain )
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;(Third interaction)
:Man With Luscious Hair: Oh... Today is another big, curly, and puffy day.
:Man With Luscious Hair: With such a great feeling, are you still not impressed after having dealt with me times?
: Don't you have to work?
::Man With Luscious Hair: My experiment station got blown up after I recited "Babracadabra, make my wish plethora."
::Man With Luscious Hair: My research is suspended until the Security Department arranges a new station for me.
: Which department are you from?
::Man With Luscious Hair: Don't know, don't care. One day, there will be a Herta Department of Wild Explosives in the space station, where all the people with afros can gather and share knowledge about curly hair.
::Man With Luscious Hair: I have already figured out the title of the paper we will publish in collaboration: "On the positive functional relationship between the concentration of scientists with afro hairstyles and the prosperity and great discoveries of the universe."
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;(Fourth interaction)
:Man With Luscious Hair: Hum! Nothing special, it's so boring here... Everyone wears the same clothes.
:Man With Luscious Hair: You have appeared before me for the time, and your clothes have never been changed... Now, I want to ask you a question.
:Man With Luscious Hair: How on earth are we supposed to recognize a researcher in a crowd?
: By their hair.
::Man With Luscious Hair: Well, my daughter used to say to me, "Daddy, you should get an afro, then I can tell you apart from all the other old guys in your department.
: By their clothes.
::Man With Luscious Hair: No, this method is not scientific. My daughter worked it out a long time ago, "Daddy, you should get an afro, then I can tell you apart from the other old guys in your department."
:Man With Luscious Hair: I didn't listen to her until the Legion invaded. She called out my name, but ran off in the opposite direction — she must have seen a staff member who looked similar to me.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Later, I found the researcher who looked similar to me. He was lying face down on the platform. My girl was not far away.
:Man With Luscious Hair: I told her... that Daddy will definitely get an afro this time. However, her little hands had already gone cold.
:Man With Luscious Hair: The trouble is that there are now more and more members in the Invincible Space Warhead Association. In the future, how can we recognize a researcher in a crowd?
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;(Fifth interaction)
:Man With Luscious Hair: None of my belongings escaped that "Babracadabra" mishap. All that was left was a bunch of unrecognizable garbage.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Whatever, they are merely worldly possessions anyway. At least I have my hair with me.
:Man With Luscious Hair: Jeez... you again! If I am not mistaken, this is our encounter.
:Man With Luscious Hair: ...You've been pestering me for so long. I guess it was kind of entertaining. Here, take these — It's not because I'm too lazy to toss them out.
:The person with the luscious hairstyle shoves a pile of garbage into your arms, among them is a strange-looking card.
:This special access card is vaguely distinguishable from the others — the corners are chipped and the writings are worn out. It's unclear if it works.
:When the light is at a certain angle, the words "Corporation" can vaguely be seen printed on the card.
;(Obtain and )
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