Aries/Dialogue

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==E05_Caravan==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Very true. There are things far more deadly than a gang of would-be bandits in those hills. Trust me on that one. 	
 	 	 	Do any other routes see this much action? 	
 	 	 	Okay, let's see what these sneaky little eaglets have waiting for us... 	
 	 	 	Here they come! Watch the rear, we're surrounded. We have to hold out until we can get an opening. 	In combat
 	 	 	Don't let those Brahmin out of your sight! 	in combat
 	 	 	Do you feel that? A steady tremble from the dark. They approach. 	
 	 	 	We're not out of the woods yet. We just killed one of their captains. They're going to get a little... vengeful. 	
 	 	 	Bastards. They closed the gate. The button is above us, but looks like they're holed in there pretty good. 	
 	 	 	Tough guy up top looks like their boss. Let's pay him our respects and get that gate open. 	
 	 	 	Hm. Blockade ahead. What are they playing at. Leave the clean-up to me. You just watch for ambushes. 	
 	 	 	It's always kill or be killed with Blood Eagles. Can't even give them an inch. 	
 	 	 	And you're lounging around making jokes? Stand ready for a fight! 	Second part is more of a callout to the entire team
 	 	 	Okay, stay sharp. Everyone hold position. 	
 	 	 	Don't know what you're talking about, Rudy, keep up. 	
 	 	 	Protect the Brahmin at all costs. Even at the sake of your own, or Rudy's, life. If we lose the Brahmin, we lose our pay. 	side mouth the "or Rudy's" part -- it's a joke
 	 	 	If you get lucky, you may spot some cargo that was lost on previous runs. We'll pay for that too. Let's head out. 	
 	 	 	No, but the caps don't hurt. 	
 	 	 	(Chuckle) 	A wicked chuckle
 	 	 	That's a box you don't want to open. 	with a smile
 	 	 	Let's hope no one is going to any graves today... Other than our enemies, as we cast their forsaken souls to hell itself. 	Starting cheerful, getting dark
 	 	 	Their screams echoing back as our merciless assault rips them from this mortal coil. Darkly we stride, tall and powerful, through this tunnel of death.	
 	 	 	Rudy. What are we hauling today? 	Greeting Rudy.
 	 	 	Agreed. Let's move out! Make for the exit! 	In combat
 	 	 	Solid work, crew. Mission accomplished. Now, let's head outside before more of them show up. 	formal then more casual at the end
 	 	 	Well done, we're in the clear. Let's head out there while we can. 	
 	 	 	For years, I could barely breathe through the blood caked up in my throat. But little by little I found my footing again. 	
 	 	 	Even back then, there all sorts of shit you could get mixed up in. Mistakes you made weren't just wiped clean when the bombs fell. 	
 	 	 	So, I searched, and searched, until I didn't. That life ended with this caravan route. Found something here that gave me a reason to stay. 	
 	 	 	Their captain is dead. Good going. Get the gate open and let's clean up the stragglers. 	
 	 	 	Watch the flanks! We've got more coming! 	
 	 	 	Better step back. This thing's about to go "boom!" 	
 	 	 	Okay, gather round. Job is really simple, but also really dangerous, so listen up. 	
 	 	 	We're hiring you to protect these pack Brahmin and their merchant. Today, the role of merchant will be played by none other than Rudy. Say hi, Rudy. 	
 	 	 	Okay, we should probably hustle a bit. 	
==BS02_MQ03_Blue==
#	Dialog Topic 	Form ID 	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Well, hello there. The spot we're looking for is further in the facility. 	salutations kind sir
 	 	 	Your boss looks like she's about to strangle me with one of those vines. Something happen in there? 	
 	 	 	I'm glad you and the righteous Paladin got the answers you sought. 	Dramatic
 	 	 	Harpers Ferry Train Tunnel. Be there, or be... not there. What else did you need? 	Attempting drama, then giving up
 	 	 	Welcome to the ninth circle of hell. First, the good news: it's bring-your-own paramilitary night, so the Paladin drinks for free. 	Trolling
 	 	 	I'm still thinking about other ways we might get this door open... Definitely not replaying old episodes of K.D. Inkwell in my head. 	Sure you're not
 	 	 	Any luck finding a way to lift the lock-down yet? 	
 	 	 	What do you suppose happened to all the people down in here? No signs of a struggle. Gas leak maybe? Poison? 	Investigating
 	 	 	Looks like we'll need to spell out Open, Sesame, and Seed in numbers. There must be hints about the numbering system around here somewhere. 	Discussing with partner
 	 	 	We just need to find a way to inject this chemical into the waterline... Let's keep moving, see if we find anything. 	Discussing with partner
 	 	 	See if you can find any communication left behind by the members of the caravan. Anything can help. 	Thinking
 	 	 	(light snoring) 	
 	 	 	Aha, have you returned to plunge into the depths of Big Bend again? Well, I'm on break, sorry. 	Starts dramatic, ends casual
 	 	 	Whoa, whoa, trap? Where's this coming from? Hold on, did you say "sheep robot"? Like the baa-baa kind, or the killer robot kind? 	Initially taken aback, then only cares about the sheep robot. This REALLY interests him.
 	 	 	How considerate of you. 	
 	 	 	Okay, just give me a second. Yeesh. 	Offended, sarcastic
 	 	 	Pull out your decoder rings, kids. It's detective time. 	
 	 	 	And... done! Trust me now? I'll even lead the way, so, if you change your mind, it'll be easier to shoot me in the back. 	Sarcastic
 	 	 	Login credentials... check. New terms of employment... yeah, yeah... benefits enrollment expired, sure, sure... 	Hurriedly going through computer pop-ups
 	 	 	There's a trick to getting in. Gimme one shake of a Lambsquatch's tail to get it open. 	Nonchalant
 	 	 	Boo. 	
 	What are we expecting to find there? 	 	Well... The last known whereabouts of one of our caravans. They set up camp there, but come morning the entire place was abandoned. 	A bit concerned
 	What are we expecting to find there? 	 	It was a big group. Maybe around fifteen, including our own guard. 	
 	What do you know about that weird sheep robot? 	 	Well, I know that I'm glad you killed it. If it found me first, you'd be talking to a pile of diced meat right now. 	That was a close one
 	What can you tell me about this train tunnel? 	 	The train tunnel itself isn't so important, but underneath is a top-secret gas pipeline running all the way out of the region. 	Almost excited by the secret tunnel
 	What can you tell me about this train tunnel? 	 	It's a pretty discrete route. Safe too, comparatively. Cept, uh, the most recent trip. 	Kind of proud of himself, then realizing its insensitive
 	 	 	What were we talking about...? Oh, right. 	Neutral transition back into any interrupted scene
 	What is this place? 	 	Just your run-of-the-mill illegal natural gas pipeline, courtesy of the fine people at the Bysshe Company. 	Nonchalant. Bysshe = Bish, rhymes with fish
 	What is this place? 	 	A bit before the War, Bysshe offered to maintain this historic train tunnel out of the goodness of their cold, corporate hearts. 	Oozing with disingenuous overtones
 	What is this place? 	 	And, wouldn't you know it, they may have had an ulterior motive. 	Feigned disbelief!
 	Why did you lock the door in the first place? 	 	We ferried a lot of people through these tunnels. Didn't want any of our former clients trying to use it. 	Honest answer
 	Why did you lock the door in the first place? 	 	Not for business reasons or anything... We just didn't want anyone else going missing down here. 	Really trust me
 	People lived down here? How do you know? 	 	I snooped around a bit when I first recommended the route to Joanna. There's some offices that were clearly being used as bunks for a while. 	Straight forward
 	People lived down here? How do you know? 	 	Not sure what happened to them. Almost looks like they just dropped dead on the spot... That's not a bad omen, is it? 	Nonchalant
 	How do you know so much about this place? 	 	Er... In a past life I used to work with these pencil pushing sociopaths in suits. 	Doesn't REALLY want to talk about this
 	How do you know so much about this place? 	 	Well, not at this facility, but I was in-the-know about their various nefarious dealings in the region. 	Trying to wrap it up quick
 	What are strangler vines exactly? 	 	I dunno. They're all over this region, though. Hard as hell to cut, and they grow like they hold a grudge. 	Nonchalant
 	 	Yeah, okay.	Neutral agreement 	
 	 	 	Being back here again even gives me the creeps... And trust me, that's saying something. 	Troubled still trying to crack a joke though
 	I don't think I've heard that one before... 	 	Well, you heard it now. Consider it a public service announcement. 	
 	Wait, a killer robot? 	 	What!? Where!? 	Slight panic
 	What's with the mask? 	 	Oh just a little something to help me breathe... and to keep my jaw attached. 	Nonchalant
 	What's with the mask? 	 	You know what they say: play with fire, get burned. Play with killer robots, get your face ripped off. 	It's a real saying, promise
 	What do you think happened to that caravan? 	 	Hard to say. The campsite was pretty much undisturbed... Just empty. Spooky stuff. Ghosts, probably. Or a ghost train. Train ghost? One of those. 	Starting genuinely concerned, shifting to distraction
 	What do you think happened to that caravan? 	 	Tell me which one of those two things -- and only those two things -- it was when we get there, okay? 	emphasis on only, a bit silly
 	I'll meet you there. 	 	Bring snacks, please and thank you. 	Trying to be cute
 	Not yet, I'll keep looking. 	 	Okay. You and the Paladin have fun. 	
 	Okay, we'll find something to cut the vines. 	 	Mm-hmm. I'll just skulk here in the corner in case another way of opening this door comes to mind. 	Dismissive
 	Okay, we'll find something to cut the vines. 	 	Let me know if you have any luck. Try not to die a terrible death. 	Cheery
 	 	 	There were some engineers living down here well after the bombs fell. Looks like they lasted a few years even. 	
 	 	 	Which means they had a way of fighting back the vines... Maybe start by looking for how they did that? 	Genuine suggestion, not sarcasm
 	I get it. We need to get through the vines. How? 	 	Yeah, that's the tricky part. 	Troubled
 	Behind the impenetrable wall of strangler vines... 	 	Winner, winner, Rad Steak dinner. 	Sarcastic
 	 	 	If you'll cast your steely gaze to the left, you'll see a massive impenetrable wall of strangler vines. 	Airline attendant speak
 	 	 	To verify there's no gas leak, we need to get to the pump room. One guess where that pump room is located. 	
 	Out with it already. What are you trying to get me to do?	 	I'm trying to get you to drop the bad cop act and listen for starters. 	Almost annoyed, Response to "what are you trying to get me to do?"
 	Okay, so, verify there's no gas leak. 	 	Oh, I'd love to. But... there's a little problem. 	
 	 	 	Here's the quick version: clever little me locked that door by setting off a bogus gas leak alarm. 	
 	 	 	But... It looks like in order to lift the lock-down, you need to verify there's actually no gas leak. The door is real picky like that. 	Maybe it was a bad idea...
 	Start making sense or I'll put my fist through that mask.	 	Well I hope you've gotten your tetanus shot. No telling where my face has been. But listen up first... 	unfazed
 	Okay, but what's the bad news? 	 	The bad news is that I can't unseal that door. 	Response to question: What's the bad news then?
 	 	 	Yep, just like I thought... Let's chat. 	Disappointed
 	 	 	You're not going to like this... Follow me. 	Sigh
 	 	 	And... that's bad... Oh, that's very bad. 	A little nervous
 	 	 	Okay. The camp's just past this door here. I'll get it open. 	
 	 	 	I can't blame you. I know I'm a real looker. 	Cheeky boy
 	 	 	Fine. But don't think we aren't keeping an eye on you. 	
 	 	 	And viola! It's just a little further ahead. Please, after you. 	intentionally says viola instead of viola.
 	 	 	Look out, here comes trouble. 	Sarcastic
 	 	 	You rang, boss? 	Playful
 	 	 	Oh crap. You really want to go back there? 	He knows he will have to, but complaining anyway
 	I think we have what we need. Let's go. 	 	Okie-dokie. I'll meet you there. It's the big fancy train tunnel, just East of Harpers Ferry. 	Nonchalant
 	 	 	If you really want to make it up to me, I've heard you guys have some killer rocket launchers to spare. 	Worth a shot
 	 	 	Eh, water under the bridge. All of my best friendships start with misplaced suspicion of mass kidnapping. 	Nonchalant
 	 	 	I'm right here, you know. 	Someone was talking bad about him
 	 	 	I knew those pepperoni rolls had a funky taste. 	Joking
 	 	 	Add it to the catalog of questionable things I already have to answer for. 	This is funny to him
 	 	 	All right, let's see here... 	
 	What are your thoughts on what we uncovered? 	 	I honestly wasn't following. Something about cats and rug burn? I dunno. But, it would be real swell if you found this lot safe and sound. 	
 	That looked just like the Sheepsquatch Imposter. 	 	Well, looks like the Truthseeker's Club of Lewisburg took on some new members. 	Impressed
 	That looked just like the Sheepsquatch Imposter. 	 	The real question isn't what it was, it's how many more are out there? 	Thinkaboutit
 	So Aries... who are you really? 	 	Who are any of us? Who are you? Who is the Paladin? Who am I? Now, that's a good question. 	Lunacy
 	Thanks for the help, Aries. See you around. 	 	Oh, no problem. You should head over to Big Bend East sometime, join us for a caravan run. You're a natural at walking through dark train tunnels.	
 	Thanks for the help, Aries. See you around. 	 	Anything for a fellow caravaner. Be sure to stop by Big Bend now and then, we never get tired of seeing you. 	
 	 	 	Let's see... Thirty days past September... Carry the two... 	Examining a calendar
==E05_Caravan_Dialogue==
#	Dialog Topic 	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	See you 'round. 	
 	 	 	Need something? 	
 	 	 	Quietly a stranger approaches. Motives unclear. Their eyes shimmer in apprehension at the ghastly apparition that greets them. "Hello!" the apparition says gleefully.	
 	 	 	This world resists the positive changes we try to bring to it, but ever so slowly, our efforts make a difference. 	
 	 	 	You're making quite the name for yourself. These merchants are good people, but they'd never make it through the tunnel without our help. 	
 	 	 	Ah, fresh air! Well, freshly filtered ash-infested air! I'll take what I can get, as long as it means I'm still breathing. 	
 	 	 	Don't be hard on yourself. The merchant isn't dead, and neither are you. We'll get 'em next time. 	
 	 	 	The prodigal child of Steel returns! Here to kick in some doors, or helping out with a caravan? 	Dramatic, then chummy
 	 	 	Well, well. "Ad Victoriam." You going to be joining us on this run? I'd feel a hell of a lot safer if you did. 	A bit mocking, then a little timid
 	 	 	Mission complete, soldier! At ease! Hey, uh... think you can get the Paladin to sign my helmet? 	Burly tough guy tone, then nerding out
 	 	 	Guess the Brotherhood really taught you how to fight, huh? Good seeing you strut your stuff again, buddy. 	Impressed
 	 	 	You see before you a changed being. One made of pure chaos, and, depending on the prior meal, a bit of gas. 	Lordly
 	 	 	Just can't get enough of me, eh? Well, I owe you one. Go on, gawk away. You've earned it. 	Playful
 	 	 	Ack! I'm hit. 	
 	 	 	Leave me be, you bastards! 	
 	 	 	Look alive. 	as a greeting
 	If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? 	 	It was long ago, and not a memory that comes without effort to conjure. 	
 	If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? 	 	You mean the voice? The mask? It's not so much what, but who. And, uh, I think you've already been acquainted. 	Coy
 	If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? 	 	It's my special reward for standing between a robot and love... Love that, uh, some one may have programmed it to seek out. 	Coy
 	If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? 	 	I do not recall that programming requiring ripping the face off of any human in its path. Or hunting down Bysshe employees for that matter... 	Suddenly realizing something
 	If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? 	 	But... Isn't mother nature amazing? 	And it's gone
 	If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? 	 	It never hurts to ask. But the reason I'm wearing the mask did. A lot. Can't breathe without this thing now. 	Snarky
 	If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you? 	 	If you ever think "hey, I'm going to try and play God today." Don't. Trust me. 	Nonchalant
 	What is the "Blue Ridge Caravan Company?" 	 	It is the tide, bringing in what was lost at sea. Also, we provide protection for traveling merchants. 	Start dramatic, then casual for second sentence
 	It's good seeing you again, Aries. 	 	I know right? I feel like we're old friends now. Seeing you again makes me want to venture out and solve some mysteries in the Wasteland. 	Excited then being dramatic
 	Wait, you ate a Sheepsquatch? 	 	I ate multiple Sheepsquatches. Kind of stringy, but has a unique mouth-feel. Gotta watch for quills, though. Ouch. 	underline on multiple
 	I thought there was only one Imposter robot... But in Harper's Ferry...	 	Oh, I know. It's been bugging me for a while now. Maybe you heard my, uh, breakdown at Scoot's cabin. 	Serious
 	I thought there was only one Imposter robot... But in Harper's Ferry...	 	I'm not sure how, but I think it's... reproducing. The special program I installed, it could... Well... 	growing concern
 	I thought there was only one Imposter robot... But in Harper's Ferry...	 	Eh. I'm sure it's nothing. 	forget it, playful
 	Thanks for explaining... finally. 	 	You've got to admit, I've been real patient about revealing my tragic origin story. Pretty proud of myself. 	playful
 	The Sheepsquatch Imposter... Bysshe... What's the truth behind it all? 	 	Okay... Fine. All these secrets are getting heavy to lug around all day. 	Friendly
 	The Sheepsquatch Imposter... Bysshe... What's the truth behind it all? 	 	Bysshe wanted Lewisburg for some natural gas deposit under it or something. I, a loyal and brilliant employee of theirs, happen to come from there. 	Sincere, but a little spite
 	The Sheepsquatch Imposter... Bysshe... What's the truth behind it all? 	 	Since I'd sold my soul to the man already, it wasn't far beyond me to comply. Even if a little maliciously. 	
 	The Sheepsquatch Imposter... Bysshe... What's the truth behind it all? 	 	What started as an attempt to utilize a local legend to scare people off, spiraled into me falling into my old ways. 	Getting a little glum near the end.
 	The Sheepsquatch Imposter... Bysshe... What's the truth behind it all? 	 	Obsession. Fear. Paranoia. Became so obsessed with finding the real Sheepsquatch that I made some... unfortunate miscalculations... 	Getting a bit grim
 	The Sheepsquatch Imposter... Bysshe... What's the truth behind it all? 	 	Many years and multiple spit-roasted Sheepsquatches later, I emerged the man you see today. Unafraid and no longer alone. 	Playful again
 	How are things with your family? 	 	I don't have the courage to face Shelley in person just yet... But I did leave a letter with Carver. 	Slight shame
 	How are things with your family? 	 	Next time he heads back, I asked him to deliver it to her... He's a good kid. Spending time with him has been... pretty fulfilling, actually. 	Still a bit shy
 	How are things with your family? 	 	He's more of a fainting lamb than a Sheepsquatch, and that's all right by me. Preferable, actually. 	Sincere, playful
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	I heard a legend once. Of a man who feared. Many things haunted his mind, but they all lead to one thought alone: death. 	bard-like
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	Obsessed with the notion of nothingness, he buried himself into the idea of leaving something great behind. 	bard-like
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	He knew if the day of his demise were upon him, he'd do everything in his power to create a record-- to leave a shadow behind where once he stood. 	
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	With his own eulogy in hand, but heart continuing yet to beat, he was presented a choice: let only the ego die, live on as the id. 	
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	So fire consumes the words of what he was. Death could never again haunt him, for he had already passed. 	
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	Spent my entire life before the bombs being afraid of dying. Had me doing stuff that, even today, I'm not proud of. 	Sincere, but kind of nonchalant
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	I pushed everyone away. Except the fear. That never left. All alone, except for me... and the fear. 	Sincere
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	The most frightening thought was dying alone, forgotten. No friend to read my eulogy. 	Growing dark, glum
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	So, I made a plan: if the moment came, I'd record one myself. It... ended up going on a little longer than expected. 	Perking up, then finally joking around again
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	In the end, I guess it's just a journal of my thoughts... and instead of proving my death, it's proof I'm still alive. 	Nostalgic, sincere
 	"Protocol Adonais" -- what does that even mean? 	 	Cool name, though, right? 	And it's gone again
 	Have any leads on work around here? 	 	If you look carefully, you can see a shiny glint from the top of Vinny Costa's dome. It's like a distress flare that says: help me. 	Mocking. Vinny is totally bald.
 	Have any leads on work around here? 	 	He's right there, so... If there's something that needs doing, Vinny will pay you for it. 	
 	Have any leads on work around here? 	 	Hear about these "Brotherhood of Steel" jerks? They've got a fortress up in the mountains somewhere. I'm sure they'd pay you to shoot stuff. 	Disinterested
 	Have any leads on work around here? 	 	Stop by a train stations. Before the war, people use to put up fliers when they needed help. 	
 	Have any leads on work around here? 	 	Not saying those people are still around... or alive, but could point you to something interesting... or valuable. 	It's a long shot
==MOON_SQ08_Aries==
#	Dialog Topic 	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	There's something that's been pecking away at my brain for a while now. I mean, forever, really, but worse than usual. 	Struggling a bit to be personal
 	 	 	I've been keeping tabs on you-- sorry, but I'm sure you get it-- I think you're maybe the only person around here that can help. 	Him spying on the player is no big deal-- this isn't an admission.
 	Look, I kill, steal, find stuff, and so on. Just gotta be caps at the end.	 	Well, that makes this easy. I'll take one order of "find stuff," please. 	Blunt
 	Uh... You okay, Aries? 	 	Uh... No. Not really. 	Defeated
 	 	 	There's this thing I started... It's called... (ahem)... Protocol Adonais. 	Unsure at first, buying in at the end. Ado-nay-is (similar to Adonis)
 	 	 	Hold for suspenseful stinger... 	He actually says this out loud. Not a script note.
 	 	 	There's a series of Holotapes that were recorded over time as a part of this protocol. I need to retrieve them so I can finalize the process. 	Straight forward
 	 	 	I'll give you the coordinates to the most recent one. You should be able to track them down in reverse order from there. 	
 	And you'll be funding this adventure, right? 	 	Yeah, yeah. Travel expenses will be reimbursed. Just hold off on the mini-bar, keep your receipts. 	Dismissive
 	Yeah, Ad Victoriam. What's got you so glum? 	 	Glum? Me? I'm smiling ear to ear under this mask. Pretty sure I have ears. Okay fine, yeah, something's bugging me. 	Trying to play it off, then bringing back on the level
 	What, lost steam already, clown? 	 	Yeah, sorry, if you were here to see me hop and clap like Mr. Jangles, you're out of luck. 	Not bothered by the insult-- he's used to hearing it
 	Okay, give me the coordinates, I'll get started. 	 	Magnificent. I've marked the first one for you. Pick that up and it should provide coordinates for the next in the set. 	
 	Okay, give me the coordinates, I'll get started. 	 	I'll make it worth your while... Fare thee well, Knight Errant. 	Attempting to return to being fanciful
 	What's on these holotapes? 	 	Nothing weird, if that's what you mean. 	Waving it off
 	What's on these holotapes? 	 	Okay, nothing weird and incriminating. 	Waving off... but less
 	What's on these holotapes? 	 	Fine, nothing that incriminates you, okay? 	Admitting. Emphasis on YOU
 	Did you break your legs along with your sense of humor? 	 	As you'll see, this is a bit of a... extended hike around Appalachia. It'd take me months to get the time off needed to fetch them all. 	Feels a little guilty he can't do this himself.
 	Did you break your legs along with your sense of humor? 	 	Trust me, I wouldn't be asking for help snooping around if I could myself-- snooping is personal favorite pastime. 	Sincere, then silly
 	You're actually serious, this MUST be bad. 	 	Well, the world's not ending or anything. I mean, ending again. This is more of a... ugh, personal favor. 	Trying to play it down
 	I have no idea what this is all about. 	 	Really? You have no idea at all? Do you just, like... wander blindly from place to place, obliviously uncovering the past? 	Flabbergasted, frustrated
 	I've figured out who you really are. 	 	Well, go on. The suspense is killing me. 	A bit playful
 	Don't have time for this, I'll be back later. 	 	Now you're just being cruel, Knight-Errant. 	A little annoyed
 	I'm just kidding, you're pretty touchy today. 	 	(sigh) Yeah, you've caught me on a bad day. Okay, then I take it you've figured out my real name? 	Light touch of annoyed
 	Seriously. I pick things up and get caps for it. What's the deal? 	 	That's... oddly respectable. 	realizing he's okay with this
 	Seriously. I pick things up and get caps for it. What's the deal? 	 	Okay, guess I'll just spill the beans myself... Assuming you have any idea what any of it means. 	Now realizes he's talking to an idiot
 	You've been Knight Shin this whole time. 	 	Who even is that? Do you Brotherhood types just make up titles for fun? No! 	Bewildered
 	You're the long-lost heir to the Garrahan estate. 	 	Yes, and here's the key to my hidden fortune. It may look like a hand grenade, but pull that pin and hold it tight. You'll see! 	Facetious
 	You're the long-lost heir to the Garrahan estate. 	 	But, no... Way off. 	Flat
 	You're Homer Saperstein, the alien researcher. 	 	How do you know about Homer? Has he been talking to you, too-- Wait. You're not baiting me on this. Nice try. 	Genuine curiosity turning into suspicion
 	You're the Overseer of Vault 76. 	 	How I've missed the days of Taco Tuesdays and Pin the Tail on the Donkey in our beloved paradise below the ground! (cough) No. 	Starting facetious, mocking. More of clearing throat than full cough.
 	You're Calvin van Lowe, Sheepsquatch enthusiast. 	 	(sigh) "Sheepsquatch enthusiast" ... My whole life summarized into two ugly words. Yeah. That's me. 	Sincere
 	You're Ward from Foundation... Why are you here? 	 	Finally, someone with the guts to say it. But, no, much as I aspire to be, I'm not Ward. 	First sentence in a "tough, hardened voice"-- mocking a popular line from the game.
 	 	 	I am-- or was-- Calvin van Lowe, supposed food for the Sheepsquatch, fool who was felled at the hands of his own creation. 	Playing it up a bit
 	 	 	But figuring that out isn't the reason I sent you on this grand tour. There's one more tape-- and I have it here. 	Serious again
 	 	 	Take it. Either burn it, or give it to one of the merchants here named Carver Timmerman. I want the decision left to fate. But you'll have to do. 	Somewhat serious
 	 	 	You can listen, if you want to know why. Or just burn them and be done with it. Up to you. I've sat on this for too long, time for this coin to land.	A bit painful to say
 	Okay, I'll decide how to handle it. 	 	Thanks... Let me know how it goes... Please. 	A bit deflated
 	Carver? Why him? 	 	Just give the tape a listen, if you need to know. 	Sincere
 	This is too much responsibility, Aries. 	 	I... know. You're right. But that's the job. Caps in exchange for deciding my legacy. Sounds fair to me. 	Sympathetic at first, hardening up
 	If you went through the trouble of recording this, you've already decided.	 	You'd think that right? Well I'm a wild card, pal. You know that. 	Almost playful
 	If you went through the trouble of recording this, you've already decided.	 	Give 'em away or burn 'em. I'll still sleep easy either way. It's the indecision I'm stuck on. 	Sincere
 	Just had to make an entrance, didn't you? 	 	Yeah, I've probably got a few self-control issues to resolve. 	Playful
 	 	 	Maybe we can get some practice in at that now? If you want, I mean... 	Cautious, trying to be less of a creep
 	Cheer up, I'll find them. 	 	I'm counting on you. I mean it. 	dead serious
 	Not yet. 	 	Okay, well... just let me know if you manage it. 	Deflated
 	Why are these tapes so important? 	 	They just are... Sorry, it should make more sense once you find them. 	Trouble finding the words
 	 	 	Listen, I really appreciate what you've done here. You deserve every cap. 	Sincere
 	 	 	Now, uh, Carver and I are long overdue for a little chat, so... Thanks again, and see ya around. 	Sincere
 	Great. Here with my payment, I hope. 	 	Yes, yes, little mouse,I've brought your cheese. 	Mocking
 	 	 	Hey, kid. You really gotta work on your peripherals. 	Reserved, but trying to be playful
 	 	 	But... what's done is done. Here's your reward. You've earned it. 	Serious
 	 	 	I'm going to need some time to process this. Like... at least 10 minutes. See ya around. 	Serious, then back to joking
 	 	 	Right, I bet. That's fine, I'll just drown in these tears filling up my mask... Don't worry... about me. 	Trying to pull some sympathy out of the player
 	 	 	Hello there, brave and venerable Knight Errant of the kingdom of Atlas, the fraternity of technology, the-- (sigh) Hey. 	A bit of whacky role playing that deflates as he gives up
 	 	 	Still hunting for those holotapes? They're pretty spread out... so, uh, sorry about that. 	Still pretty deflated
 	 	 	I take it you've found the full set. What do you think? 	Cautiously curious
 	 	 	Carver is over on the West side, if that's the path you choose. Otherwise, there's a fire pit nearby. We can talk after you've decided. 	Straight.
 	 	 	Right. Where was I? Oh, yeah. 	Neutral
 	 	 	And so... one life ends, and another begins. 	Neutral
 	 	 	Never thought this day would come, if I'm being honest. Thanks for pulling the trigger for me... so to speak. 	Sincere
 	 	 	Unless you had to shoot some guys trying to get the tapes. In which case, thanks for literally pulling the trigger for me. 	Goof ball again
 	 	 	Finish up with the kid... We can talk later. 	a bit hushed
 	 	 	Oh, man, you are in for a ride! 	Devious, excited
 	 	 	Not without a lot of effort... And, a lot of stories. 	Downtrodden, turning into a good idea
 	 	 	You ever hear the one about Toxic Larry? 	genuine excitement
 	 	 	Yeah... (cough) ... I'm still not really sure how to, uh... 	Awkward, long pauses
 	 	 	Uh, how's Shelley? I mean, your mom. The other mom. The Shelley mom. 	trying to be less awkward, failing
 	 	 	Sorry to get you caught up in all this, kid. 	Sincere
==MOON_HolotapeQuest==
(Protocol Adonais (holotapes))
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	No, I mean, I-- 	Barely getting a word in
 	 	 	Fear not. My family is here now. 	Probably still entranced
 	 	 	(Inhale) (exhale) Hmm... Family. 	Soaking it in
 	 	 	What? 	genuine question
 	 	 	Your wayward son returns, you slumbering beast of mists and mystery! 	Dramatic flair
 	 	 	Re-sculpted and carved into something new, I retread my old grounds with a fresh gleam in my eye, shining brighter than an atomic flash!	
 	 	 	This step is the first time my feet hath graced these gentle grounds in my decades long absence. 	Announcing to the world
 	 	 	Oh, more than a spell, my trigger-happy undead friend. 	Cheeky
 	 	 	Sorry, just needed a little stretch to go with that delicious, boggy air. 	Finishing a stretch
 	 	 	Also, I assure you, the skin under here ain't so smooth, Genie. 	Overly polite
 	 	 	(Inhale) (exhale) Ah! Appa-la-chi-yuh! 	really soaking it in
 	 	 	Oh shut it, furball! 	yelling at the cat
 	 	 	... but maybe, right? Maybe? 	Falling to the temptation of believing his own twisted thoughts
 	 	 	No, dammit, shit. Get it together. I gotta get outta-- 	Realizing he slipped, trying to pull himself back together, frustrated
 	 	 	Holy hell, you little bastards are everywhere. You must be repopulating like rabbits. 	Annoyed
 	 	 	... Huh... 	Something disturbing dawns on him
 	 	 	Repopulating... 	This a very troubling concept to him, dangerous even
 	 	 	Could it be... ? .... .... 	Growing very worried now, some shaky breathing with dead air
 	 	 	No, no, no, no, no... Stop. No, no, no... Come on. Stop it. 	Trying to get control over terrifying thoughts in his head. Frustrated, scared
 	 	 	... So why come out here, old boy? ... What's this ... truth ... you were so certain of? 	Thinking back on something he remembers his friend telling him
 	 	 	(typing) 	Unread
 	 	 	(sigh) Oh, Scoot... ... Hm... Geez, I didn't think he was so... 	Reading through some troubling journal entries.
 	 	 	Well... Nothing recent. Not sure if that's good or bad news, I-- 	Finished reading, then gets interrupted by a cat meowing
 	 	 	What the f-- oh, it's just a cat. When's the last time I've even seen a cat? 	Wandering around a cabin, surprised to see one of MANY cats. Talking to self
 	 	 	Thought Scoot hated cats... Guess things really have changed, huh. 	To self, in thought
 	 	 	Clearly, it's... been more than a bit since he's been home. That's, uh, probably not a promising sign... 	Searching around, seeing the place is abandoned. Realizing his friend probably doesn't live here (or is even alive)
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