Ellison/Dialogue

==XPD_Dialogue_Ellison==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Just a little longer, Ellison. Valdez will see everything you have to offer. You'll see. 	
 	 	 	I wonder if the sun burns just as bright in California. 	
 	 	 	I bet power armor training's tough. Not-not that scribe training isn't hard, too! 	
 	 	 	I'd love to be a Senior Scribe someday. I can't think of a higher honor. 	
 	 	 	*sigh* Hope you're doing alright, Mama. You're always in my thoughts. 	
 	 	 	Damn, that Bloodbug sting was nasty. I wonder what it was like pre-war when they were tiny. 	
 	 	 	Appalachia is supposed to be the safest place around. But I've heard of the monsters that lurk in the woods here, and I'm not so sure about that. 	
 	 	 	There's times I worry I'm not doing enough. Or that I'm not good enough. I just try to remember that I managed to get here in the first place. 	
 	 	 	There I go reassuring myself again! 	
 	 	 	Maybe I come off a little too strong. No, maybe not strong enough! 	
 	 	 	One of the other Initiates said I reek of desperation. *sniffs* But I don't smell anything. 	
 	 	 	I'd like to see the world beyond Appalachia someday. Maybe I'll even go to the west coast! 	
 	 	 	I spend all day outside trying not to get shot at. Sometimes I miss how simple life was on the farm. 	
 	 	 	I've been watching that vertibird like a hawk. Okay, maybe I got distracted for a minute. Just a minute! 	
 	 	 	Sometimes when I listen to the radio, I like to pretend I'm living in the time before the war. 	
 	 	 	Not that I don't love the Brotherhood, just... life would be a lot easier. 	"Not that I don't love the Brotherhood" should be defensive.
 	 	 	Do you ever wonder where Giuseppe gets all of his "curios" from? 	
 	 	 	I got a chuckle out of Rucker yesterday. Mission success! 	Very nerdy thing to say as if he really accomplished something
 	 	 	You look a bit sickly. There's a poultice my Mama taught me how to make. Maybe you should try it. 	
 	 	 	Ad victoriam, citizen. My name is Initiate Ellison of the Brotherhood of Steel. 	This should be super serious and militaristic. He's pretending to be all official when he's really just a fresh recruit.
 	 	 	How may I be of service? 	He's still trying to sound like a soldier.
 	 	 	Aw man, did I get that right? I did, didn't I? Score! 	The serious facade drops and he immediately becomes a nerdy, overly-enthusiastic recruit. It's clear he's been struggling to get this line right.
 	 	 	Ad-ad victoriam, Knight-Errant! Do you...need me to do anything for you? I could carry your things for you. 	He recognizes the player as his superior and is desperate to prove his worth. He's a bit nervous around them as he very much wants to succeed.
 	 	 	Really, anything! Just say the word and I'll jump. 	He'd do anything for a superior just to be accepted within his organization. He's eager to please.
 	 	 	Can I do anything for you? 	He genuinely wants to be helpful, and is a bit surprised the player approached him in the first place as most people don't take him seriously.
 	 	 	Ad natoriam! Um, no. That's not it. Ad victoriam! 	He got the line wrong and is a bit embarrassed about it. He hastily corrects himself.
 	 	 	Ad victoriam, Knight-Errant! 	He is addressing his superior and is attempting to be serious.
 	 	 	That's a shame. Maybe you'll find something that speaks to you. 	Same line as 0063F9BB
 	 	 	Someday. 	Same line as 0063F9BB
 	 	 	That's a shame. Maybe you'll find something that speaks to you. 	He genuinely feels sorry for the player.
 	 	 	Someday. 	He throws this line in just to give the player some hope.
 	 	 	Then, you know. 	Ellison is relieved to hear that he's not the only one who feels this way.
 	 	 	You know what it's like to be starstruck by your own peers. 	Still feels a sense of kinship with the player.
 	 	 	Glad I could help! 	He is genuinely happy that someone found him useful.
 	 	 	You'll tend to find them in clusters in the Cranberry Bog. Only problem is, you'll have to get past all the Scorchbeasts. 	He's a bit annoyed by this. It's implied he dislikes going through Cranberry Bog.
 	 	 	If you want to keep your skin, try looking around Creekside Sundew Grove. 	He's offering a really useful piece of advice and he knows it.
 	 	 	You'll know a cranberry when you see one. They're bright red berries that grow on bushes. 	A simple explanation.
 	 	 	I always wondered where that name came from. Like it's a vampire plant or something. 	He's making yet another weak joke.
 	 	 	It's this red-orange leafy plant that you can find in and around water. 	Explanatory statement.
 	 	 	There's some around the gnarled shallows in The Mire. 	A casual piece of directional guidance.
 	 	 	You mean that nasty yellow fungus that grows on trees? 	He's grossed out by blight.
 	 	 	You'll have to go through Ash Heap. I always tried to stay clear of the area. 	He's trying to underscore the danger of the region.
 	 	 	My brother and I had to go scavenging there a few times. 	Clearly it was quite risky for them to do so. He isn't remembering something happy.
 	 	 	There's some Blight around the first Abandoned Mine Shaft. 	A piece of directional guidance.
 	 	 	For that, I'd try Johnson's Acre in the Savage Divide. 	This line is fairly casual and easygoing.
 	 	 	Silt beans are these orange bean pods that grow on vines. 	Explanatory statement.
 	 	 	My mama used to make them in a stew for Silt Bean Saturdays. 	Remembering his mother fondly.
 	 	 	I hated them. 	The happiness he exhibited at thinking about his mother turns to disgust when he remembers he doesn't like Silt Beans.
 	 	 	Soot flowers are these real pretty blue flowers. 	Friendly tone.
 	 	 	You won't go wrong looking in the Forest. There's an old Moonshiner's Shack that has quite a few growing around it. 	He's happy to be useful in giving the player advice.
 	 	 	Hey, maybe you'll get a bit of moonshine out of it too. 	One of Ellison's many failed attempts at being comical.
 	 	 	You'll find a whole bunch in Toxic Valley at Pioneer Scout Lookout. 	A casual piece of directional guidance.
 	 	 	I used to play around there with my brother when I was a kid. 	He's recalling a happy memory.
 	 	 	Blackberries grow on bushes and you can tell them apart by their dark purple color. 	Casual directional guidance.
 	 	 	Absolutely! I mean... *clears throat* Certainly, civilian. What do you need? 	He's definitely eager to please. But he realizes he got a bit ahead of himself and changes his tone to something more serious.
 	 	 	Absolutely! I mean... *clears throat* Certainly, Knight-Errant. What do you need? 	He's definitely eager to please. But he realizes he got a bit ahead of himself and changes his tone to something more serious.
 	 	 	Shoot. I mean, shoot as in ask me something. Don't fire at me. 	Ellison is a bit unsure of himself. He can tend to put his foot in his mouth so to speak. This is one of those times.
 	 	 	It's...Initiate Ellison. But yeah, I'll see you later. 	He makes sure to correct the player so that his status is known. It's important to him that he is recognized as part of the Brotherhood.
 	 	 	Eager...? 	He's taken aback.
 	 	 	I didn't realize it was so obvious. 	He genuinely was hoping no one would notice.
 	 	 	Look, all of my life, I dreamed of doing something more than tending some brahmin in a field in West Virginia. 	He's trying to defend himself.
 	 	 	I wanted something more. 	He says this with yearning.
 	 	 	And the Brotherhood of Steel is that something more to me. 	He's in awe just speaking about them.
 	 	 	When I saw Knight Shin first approach me, laser rifle drawn... 	He's remembering something that usually renders him speechless.
 	 	 	Now that's awe-inspiring. Makes your heart pound. 	He's excited about this.
 	 	 	Who wouldn't want to be a part of that? 	He asks this incredulously, as if he couldn't imagine why someone wouldn't want to be Brotherhood.
 	 	 	If you had everything you ever wanted, would you just let it slip between your fingers? 	He's serious here. He's highly ambitious.
 	 	 	No, you'd hold onto it. With an iron grip. 	This is also quite serious. He's half talking to himself, half talking to the player.
 	 	 	I'm proud to be Brotherhood. So immensely proud. 	This isn't a lie. He is genuinely really proud. He talks with stars in his eyes.
 	 	 	It's an honor just to wear this insignia. 	He has a lot of pride in regards to this.
 	 	 	Haven't you ever been a part of something that made you that proud? 	He's trying to get the player to relate to him.
 	 	 	*sigh* Yeah. 	This is a sore subject for him. He's embarrassed to admit to it.
 	 	 	Scribe Valdez...well, she calls me "Junior." It's because I'm the youngest Initiate. Some of the others have taken to calling me that after her lead.	He's a bit awkward admitting to this as it isn't something he's proud of.
 	 	 	Don't get me wrong, though. Valdez-err, Scribe Valdez, is my role model. 	He's backtracking to make sure the player doesn't get the wrong idea. Or worse, tattle on him.
 	 	 	She's everything an aspiring Scribe could hope to be. Just... 	He admires Valdez a lot, despite everything.
 	 	 	Her sense of humor can be a bit...grating. 	He really doesn't like the fact she has a nickname for him.
 	 	 	My story? I'm not very interesting, if that's what you're asking. 	He's a humble guy, and isn't used to talking about himself. No one asks.
 	 	 	I was born in Louisiana, but I hardly remember it. We moved to West Virginia when I was really young. Me, my Mama, and my brother. 	He's recounting his life story in the simplest way possible.
 	 	 	He stayed behind to help my Mama on the farm, and I went off to join the Brotherhood. 	He's a bit ashamed that he left them behind.
 	 	 	I knew I had to do it. I was chasing that dream, you know? But I still feel guilty leaving the two of them behind. 	He's trying to justify leaving to himself.
 	 	 	Mama was so proud of me, though. Made me feel proud of myself. 	Her approval is really important to him. They're very close.
 	 	 	In all honesty, I'm a bit of a fish out of water. But I hide it as best as I can. 	He's opening up to the player. He wouldn't usually admit to this.
 	 	 	I'm an ambitious man. I always find a way to make my dreams come true. 	He speaks with certainty and confidence.
 	 	 	But I can't deny how lucky I am to be in the position I'm in. 	He's a bit incredulous that he's gotten this far.
 	 	 	So I'll be damned if I slack for one minute and lose the best thing that ever happened to me. 	His confidence returns, he's determined to stick it out.
 	 	 	I may be young. I may be inexperienced. But that just means I have to work a little harder than everyone else. 	He firmly believes this.
 	 	 	Sure thing. 	Ellison has no problem answering questions.
 	 	 	Sorry, it's nothing personal. I'm under strict orders. 	Ellison genuinely feels bad for shutting the player down.
 	 	 	Oh! I didn't-I didn't realize. I didn't even know that was a title. 	He's genuinely afraid that he angered an elite member of the Brotherhood.
 	 	 	Sorry...here, to make up for it, you can have some of my rations. 	He's ashamed and trying to cover himself.
 	 	 	Please don't tell anyone about that little mix-up. It won't happen again! 	The most important thing in his life is on the line. He's begging for some leniency.
 	 	 	Scribe Valdez sent me here. I'm just keeping tabs on the place. 	Same line as 006472BF
 	 	 	Nothing too important. 	Same line as 006472BF
 	 	 	Just keeping my eyes on that vertibird. 	Same line as 006472BF
 	 	 	What are they using it for?! 	Same line as 006472BF
 	 	 	For that, you'll need to poke around in the Savage Divide. 	Making a casual, helpful statement.
 	 	 	There's this awesome place called the Palace of the Winding Path. It's beautiful, but it's pretty dangerous. 	Ellison really admires the beauty and architectural prowess of the palace.
 	 	 	There's usually some Aster growing around there. They're these purplish-blue flowers. Their petals form an almost perfect circle. 	A friendly, casual tip.
 	 	 	Scribe Valdez sent me here. I'm just keeping tabs on the place. 	He's a bit anxious. He's not sure if he should be sharing this.
 	 	 	Nothing too important. Just keeping my eyes on that vertibird. 	He's a little disappointed that the his assignment is so simple.
 	 	 	What are they using it for?! 	He's frustrated that he hasn't completed his mission yet.
 	 	 	Oh! I didn't-I didn't realize. I didn't even know that was a title. 	He's terrified that he just insulted a superior.
 	 	 	Sorry...here, to make up for it, you can have some of my rations. 	He's apologetic.
 	 	 	Please don't tell anyone about that little mix-up. It won't happen again! 	He's begging the player not to report him.
 	 	 	Sorry, it's nothing personal. I'm under strict orders. 	He's actually sorry and is afraid he hurt the player's feelings.
 	 	 	Sure. Anything else you need? 	He's acting helpful; this is no problem for him at all.
 	 	 	Oh, you mean Rucker's people? They're alright, I guess. 	He's trying to remember who the Responders are.
 	 	 	I'd say they do a lot of good for the people of Appalachia. But there's hardly enough of them around anymore for everything that needs to get done. 	This is his honest opinion. It's not a popular one, but he lacks social awareness.
 	 	 	Between you and me, they'd probably be a lot more useful if they just got absorbed into the Brotherhood. 	Ellison thinks everyone should be part of the Brotherhood.
 	 	 	They may have good aims, but they don't have the resources to do it. Meanwhile, the Brotherhood is making amazing strides every day. 	He's not trying to be offensive, but it comes off that way.
 	 	 	Uh, you're not going to tell Rucker I said any of this, right? 	He's afraid of Rucker, and confrontation in general.
 	 	 	Please don't. 	He's essentially begging the player not to say anything.
 	 	 	Ha, well...not really. 	He's not happy about this. "Ha" is sarcastic.
 	 	 	Rucker's nice and all, but every time she looks at me she looks like she's in pain. 	He's genuinely concerned about Rucker.
 	 	 	Could be chronic illness. 	He's naive enough to mistake her short patience with him as pain from a chronic illness.
 	 	 	Giuseppe's okay. I know he's got that whole salesman act going on, but he's actually a pretty cool guy. 	He likes Giuseppe. It's clear that he admires him.
 	 	 	Reads a lot. Knows quite a bit about the world. 	As a Scribe, Ellison would surely admire Giuseppe's knowledge.
 	 	 	Skippy's nice and all, but his inventions all look like alien probes to me. 	Skippy makes him uneasy.
 	 	 	Orlando is probably the biggest enigma of them all. I don't know anything about them. 	He's wary of Orlando.
 	 	 	They seem nice enough, but I always feel like they're hiding something from me. 	He's skeptical of Orlando and suspects something is up.
 	 	 	And I get the impression they just tolerate me. 	He doesn't understand that he's annoying.
 	 	 	I feel like I could be out of the door of the Whitespring any minute. 	This is a real concern of his. Failing his mission is not an option to him.
 	 	 	That's classified information, civilian. 	He clears his throat at the beginning. He says this in a very stern soldierly way.
 	 	 	I guess I can share that information. You know, Brotherhood to Brotherhood. 	He's hesitant to confide in the player.
 	 	 	Oh, okay. Yeah, that's fine. 	He's trying not to show that he's disappointed to not be talking about the Brotherhood.
 	 	 	I'm training to be a Scribe. You won't find Scribes decked out in power armor. 	He explains this like it's obvious.
 	 	 	And even if I wasn't, I'm still an Initiate. 	He's a little peeved while saying this.
 	 	 	It would be impractical to waste your best tech on, well... 	He gets a bit melancholy on this line. A bit down on himself.
 	 	 	A new recruit. 	He sighs sadly before saying this.
 	 	 	Oh no, not at all. 	This clearly annoys him. It's an obvious dig at him.
 	 	 	But some day I will be. 	He's ambitious and hopeful that he will one day rise to prominence with the Brotherhood's ranks.
 	 	 	Oh, no. They-I mean, we-come from California. 	He stumbles on his words a bit at first.
 	 	 	It was a long trek over here, from what I heard. 	He's eager to show that he's "in the know" when it comes to the Brotherhood.
 	 	 	You've never...? How...? 	Incredulous, he can't believe that no one has ever heard of the Brotherhood of Steel.
 	 	 	Well, never mind that! I'd love to tell you more about the Brotherhood. 	He immediately dismisses his disbelief. He jumps at the chance to tell anyone about the Brotherhood.
 	 	 	Oh gosh, where do I even start? 	He's genuinely trying to figure out where to begin. There's so much to say. It's hard to convey everything he wants to say.
 	 	 	The Brotherhood of Steel is one of the most powerful, most hard-working organizations you'll ever come across. 	He's basically regurgitating propaganda that he actually believes.
 	 	 	We seek the preservation and restoration of advanced technology. Especially pre-war tech. 	He says this with utmost conviction, like it's very important.
 	 	 	Weapons, armor, that sort of thing. But not exclusively! 	He wants to hammer home the point that the Brotherhood are not just interested in weapons. But they are, in truth.
 	 	 	We're committed to the preservation of all technology. Not just guns. 	His tone gets a bit hostile on "Not just guns."
 	 	 	Pretty noble, if you ask me. 	He takes great pride in the Brotherhood's prowess.
 	 	 	Sure thing. 	Casual and friendly.
 	 	 	I'll tell you what I can. But keep in mind, as a Brotherhood Scribe, some of my intel is highly classified. 	He emphasizes highly.
 	 	 	Me? Well, I'll try to answer whatever I can. 	He's surprised anyone cares enough to ask about him. He's a bit sheepish to answer questions about himself.
 	 	 	Ask away! 	He's eager to help.
 	 	 	Ultra-what? Um, I'm not sure I know what you're talking about. 	He has no idea what the player is talking about. This took him completely off-guard.
 	 	 	No one briefed me on this. Battery cells? Forget the stupid vertibird! This is what I should be looking into. 	His confusion turns into determination as he realizes this is his chance to prove himself to the Brotherhood.
 	 	 	Well, I've lived my whole life in Appalachia. 	He's a bit sheepish. He doesn't think very well about his past.
 	 	 	Don't look at the status I have now. I was a farm boy. We lived off of the land. 	He genuinely thinks he's in a higher station in life.
 	 	 	Sometimes our harvests were bad, and we had no choice but to scavenge. 	He's remembering something unhappy.
 	 	 	Trust me when I say I know my stuff. 	He regains his confidence.
 	 	 	Good luck out there, civilian. 	A casual response for players who have not completed Steel Dawn/Steel Reign.
 	 	 	Good luck out there, Knight-Errant. 	A formal response for players who have completed Steel Dawn/Steel Reign.
 	 	 	I... I uh... I... *clears throat*. I don't know what you're talking about. 	Caught off guard. Nervous. In a specific quest, player discovers that this character has sabotaged a robot to avoid going to the dentist.
 	 	 	You want to take my photo? I'm, uh, wow... Okay, sure, that's fine with me! 	
==XPD_HubRE_TakePhoto_CameraShy==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Oh! I wasn't ready. Was I supposed to pose?	
 	 	 	Cheese! Was that okay? 	
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