Dicer/Dialogue

==NPE_Dialogue_Dicer==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Oh, alright. I guess I'm not that interesting? 	
 	 	 	I dice things. A lot. It's kind of my thing. 	
 	 	 	I've diced everything under the sun. Onions, tomatoes, Brahmin hearts, human hearts, human torsos... 	
 	 	 	Don't give me that look. What did you expect? 	
 	 	 	It's nice, I guess. It was nicer with Keith around... 	
 	 	 	The Crater is great, but it's a lot less green, and it smells like rotten eggs. 	
 	 	 	Our camp smells like corpses. So just like anywhere else in Appalachia. 	
 	 	 	About me? Okay, I guess. 	
 	 	 	I hate those guys! I think. 	
 	 	 	Sure, sure... I'll find something else to do. 	
 	 	 	The Raiders? Oh, you mean us. Okay, what do you want to know? 	
 	 	 	A tragedy! 	
 	 	 	We used to have Keith to lead us. He was a smart man, he always told me what to do! 	
 	 	 	I guess someone didn't like that. They didn't like what Keith had, so they... they killed him! 	
 	 	 	We retaliated. A lot of people died. But in the confusion, I'm not really sure if we got the bastard or not. 	
 	 	 	Anyway, we don't have Keith anymore, and I don't know what to do. It's a mess! 	
 	 	 	You are? I mean, yeah, totally. You've got that 'Raider' look and everything. 	
 	 	 	We're true Appalachians. We came to take back our home from all the other loonies who've moved in. 	
 	 	 	No offense. 	
 	 	 	We come in all shapes and sizes, but Meg is the big fish if you know what I mean. 	
 	 	 	She's the leader up in the Crater, the biggest camp we have. 	
 	 	 	Every Raider thinks of their own camp as their home, but we have a big meeting spot up north called the Crater. You could call our 'HQ.' 	
 	 	 	That's where the most of us life when we aren't out, y'know, raiding. 	
 	 	 	Oh, pretty much all of us are killers. Who isn't these days? Aren't you a killer? 	
 	 	 	We aren't as bad as the Blood Eagles, though. They're raiders who were so bad even we want nothing to do with them. 	
 	 	 	Keith led us here. Poor Keith... 	
 	 	 	He never really said why. I think it was to get away from Meg. Meg didn't approve much of Keith. 	
 	 	 	Can't see why. Keith was a genius! 	
 	 	 	Not interested in us, huh? Alright then. 	
 	 	 	We've got a bit of a feud goin' with the Settlers. They came in here sayin' they were gonna rebuild Appalachia, but we had first dibs! 	
 	 	 	I think the Brotherhood of Steel is even worse. They're like Settlers, but fash... fush... fishist. That's what Keith called them, anyway. 	Fascist is the word he's thinking of
 	 	 	Blue Ridge is just kind of frustrating. Normally we raid caravans -- that's our M.O. -- but they're a tough target, so we mostly settle for trading with 'em.	
 	 	 	I don't think much about them. Unless they're the ones who killed Keith, then I want to dice 'em up with a big fat knife! 	
 	 	 	Oh, sure. 	
 	 	 	Liked? Liked is an understatement! 	
 	 	 	He was our leader! Our warlord! Our god! 	
 	 	 	He knew everything. I didn't have to think at all while Keith was around. 	
 	 	 	All my life! That's usually how it goes with Raiders. 	
 	 	 	Most Settlers don't wake up one day and wish they were free. 	
 	 	 	They're mind slaves! I learned that from Keith. 	
 	 	 	Keith... What would Keith do in my situation? 	
 	 	 	Grrr... Someone's got to pay. It's just... I'm not sure who. We already strung up all the suspects. 	
 	 	 	If Keith was so great, how did he die? Wait, no! No bad thoughts. 	
 	 	 	Dice 'em up, slice 'em up. Heh heh... That sounds good. 	
 	 	 	Now what am I gonna do? 	Now that Keith's dead
 	 	 	I guess I'll just... stay here? 	
 	 	 	Haven't diced in a while... What good's a Dicer that don't dice? 	
 	 	 	Wonder if the Crater will take me in... 	
 	 	 	If the Blood Eagles find us like this, we're dead meat. 	The Blood Eagles are a more violent raider faction
 	 	 	This place is so peaceful. We ain't doing our jobs right. 	
 	 	 	What is that smell? Oh right, the bodies. 	
 	 	 	We lost all our fight. We should be fightin'! Right? 	
 	 	 	I've diced radroaches, radstags, Brahmin, people... What's next on the list? 	
 	 	 	Sometimes I wonder if there's more to life than dicin'. 	
 	 	 	Could I be the next Keith? 	
 	 	 	You didn't do it. Couldn't have. 	You didn't kill Keith
 	 	 	It's 'Dicer' because I like to dice things, not because I like to gamble. 	
 	 	 	We'll get that murderer someday. If we haven't already. 	
 	 	 	You look like an authority figure. Are you? 	
 	 	 	Keith would've liked you. I can tell by looking. 	
 	 	 	When's the next raid? We still do that, right? 	
 	 	 	You ever been to the Crater? Nice people, if you like raiders. 	The Crater is the Raider faction's home base
 	 	 	We may not have Keith, but we still have our freedom. 	
 	 	 	We're the true Appalachians. That's what they say in the Crater, anyway. 	As opposed to the immigrant Settler faction
 	 	 	Meg never liked Keith, but what does Meg know? 	Meg is the Raider faction leader
 	 	 	You! Yeah, you! Uh... What do you want? 	
 	 	 	You want to talk to me? 	
 	 	 	Are you here to talk about Keith? Keith was great... 	
 	 	 	Talk? Yeah, I guess I could talk... 	
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