Quartermaster Gutsy/Dialogue

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==EN05_Basic==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Or should I say, private. 	Initially impressed, but then reverting to your normal stern nature
 	 	 	Marksmanship, agility, and patriotism. 	
 	 	 	Our courses, like all things in the great Territory of Appalachia, are automated, so you overpromoted mammals can do them as you see fit! 	
 	 	 	All dolled up and ready to die for your country. 	
 	 	 	A fresh recruit, arriving all dolled up and ready to die for their country? Outstanding! Let's get you started then. 	Stern drill sergeant, but happy.
 	 	 	Speed, killing power, and patriotism. The three pillars of the modern American soldier. 	
 	 	 	I said move out, cadet... at least I think I did... well, I'm saying it now! 	Stern, then thinking to yourself, then stern again.
 	 	 	Did they add a "slack-jawed gawking" section to my precious training regimen?! Get moving, cadet! 	
 	 	 	Found your uniform, huh? Well, are you going to suit up for war? Or are you just going to stand there? 	
 	 	 	What's this? A voucher, eh? Well, what the hell are you doing here? Double-time it downstairs, cadet, and get on that uniform. 	
 	 	 	What are you still doing here, cadet! That uniform isn't going to wear itself with pride! 	Stern military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	Master Sergeant doesn't like lollygagging, cadet. Get a move on! 	
 	 	 	I wouldn't keep the Master Sergeant waiting, cadet. 	Stern.
 	 	 	No one runs the courses around here until they've checked in with the Master Sergeant. And I mean no one. 	Stern.
 	 	 	Am I not being clear here, son? Get. In. Uniform! 	Stern military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	Are you deaf as well as sloppy? Get. In. Uniform! 	Stern military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	You're un-uniformed flesh disgusts me, cadet! I don't even want to look at you until you're donning the standard-issue fatigues and helmet! 	Stern military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	One course left. And it's a doozy. Make sure you kit yourself up before hitting the Live Fire exercise. 	Military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	No use in putting it off, cadet. No one graduates my school without demonstrating they can ice a Commie or six. 	Military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	You made it this far. I want you to know how intensely annoyed I'll be if I have to clean up your corpse at this point. 	Pretending to be tender.
 	 	 	Live Fire course is waiting, cadet. Last thing between you and glory ... or a violent death. 	Pretending to be tender.
 	 	 	Do I need to draw you a map, cadet? Outside! Now! 	
 	 	 	Don't you worry. I'll be keeping a close eye on your progress. 	
 	 	 	You're not hitting my courses until you suit up, cadet! 	
 	 	 	Holy hell. Please tell me you didn't forget how to put on your uniform! 	Concerned and a bit disappointed.
 	 	 	Anything residing in that uniform should take off after you've worn it for a while. 	
 	 	 	Huh. Dispenser still works. Well, one less thing to check off, I suppose. 	Just a little impressed. The player just acquired their uniform.
 	 	 	About time you checked-in with the Master Sergeant, cadet. 	
 	 	 	Good gravy, it hurts to look at you. No voucher, huh? Check the log over there. We've had ... a couple AWOLs. Maybe you can find one of theirs. 	Mild disgusted.
 	 	 	Dispenser on the wall over there can take care of ya once you've got your voucher. 	
 	 	 	Find that voucher and we'll can get you all gussied up. 	
 	 	 	Number of no-shows we've had, I should probably be giving these uniforms away. But that's Red talk. 	
 	 	 	Are you trying to anger me? Because you're succeeding with flying colors. 	Stern military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	You ready to be transformed into a killing machine? Then it's time you paid the big bot in admin a visit. 	Stern.
 	 	 	Uniform issued. 	
 	 	 	Well, well. 	Rather impressed.
 	 	 	Now that's what I like to see. 	A little impressed. The person in front of you is prepped and ready for battle.
 	 	 	Hmm. What do we have here ... 	Eyeing up a new cadet...
 	 	 	You are now an official member of the United States Army. Get out there and do us proud, soldier. You are dismissed! 	Initially impressed, but then reverting to your normal stern nature
 	 	 	My sensors tell me you're not nearly as dead as I expected. Impressive, cadet. 	Initially impressed...
 	 	 	Now, just two more exercises to go. Throw those hamhocks in hoof mode and get moving! 	Stern drill sergeant.
 	 	 	You've got just one more course to clear. Move out! 	Stern drill sergeant.
 	 	 	Now that you can walk, talk, and shoot, it's time to test your mettle. Make your way over to the Live Fire course. You're about to be molded into a soldier.	Stern drill sergeant.
 	 	 	That's all three. Report to my office immediately. We need to have a little talk. 	Stern drill sergeant.
==EN05_DialogueGutsyDrillSergeant==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Complete the courses to my satisfaction and we'll get you moved onto the real test. 	
 	 	 	Marksmanship, agility, and patriotism. 	
 	 	 	Our courses, like all things in the great Territory of Appalachia, are automated, so you overpromoted mammals can do them as you see fit! 	
 	 	 	Cadet detected. And in uniform, to boot. Good start... 	A little impressed.
 	 	 	What in the holy name of -- you are out of uniform, cadet! And with no Uniform Voucher? You will return in Army fatigues and helmet or you will not return at all!	
 	 	 	Dismissed! 	
 	 	 	There are three training exercises you'll need to complete. 	
 	 	 	Hmm. Well, what do we have here ... 	Eyeing up a new cadet.
 	 	 	Not bad for a mammal. 	
 	 	 	Put a Commie in the ground for me while you're out there. 	
 	 	 	What're you standing around for? Don't you know there may or may not be a war on? 	
 	 	 	The fate of this country is in your soft, fleshy hands... god, help us all. 	
 	 	 	New recruit, huh? You better head in and report to the Master Sergeant on the double. 	Stern, military.
 	 	 	Did you wander off the tour, cadet? Get that flesh-covered keister up to the Master Sergeant ASAP. 	Stern, military.
 	 	 	Chrome-coated-Christmas. What are you doing here, cadet? Get your tail up to the Master Sergeant now! 	Stern, military.
 	 	 	Make your country proud. 	
 	 	 	Give 'em hell out there. 	
 	 	 	Stay frosty, soldier. 	
 	 	 	Feel free to hit the courses again anytime you feel you need to hone the blade a bit. 	
 	 	 	I'm programmatically obliged to offer you praise. You're not dead. Excellent work, mammal. 	
 	 	 	Only good Red's a dead Red. What'dya say you go make a couple more? 	Bit of a smirk at the end there.
 	 	 	You survived. Suppose life's full of surprises, ain't it? 	Bit of a smirk at the end there.
 	 	 	Under no circumstances is the cadet permitted to expire on any of the courses! Is that understood?! 	
 	 	 	We're not supposed to allow harm to come to any humans, but this is wartime, and for you, we'll make an exception. 	RERECORD. Please billboard "but."
 	 	 	Aww. Feeling tired cadet? Maybe you need a nap and a hot bath? Hmph. Why they bother to train you mammals at all I will never understand. 	Incredibly condescending.
 	 	 	The faster you finish the courses, the faster you can get to killin' Commies. 	
 	 	 	Get a move on, cadet! You're gonna miss the best part of the war! 	
 	 	 	This isn't a daycare. Step up or take a hike. 	
 	 	 	I didn't realize the mindless staring convention was being held here. Why don't you do something productive and drop and give me twenty! 	Joking at first (but still stern), then yelling.
 	 	 	Hmm. ID protocol must be on the fritz. Says you're a General now ... that sound right to you? 	
 	 	 	Oh? Did you want to make small talk, cadet? Well I heard that Jenny Baker WAS EATEN BY COMMUNISTS BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T FINISH YOUR TRAINING IN A TIMELY MANNER! 	Initially receptive, then really laying into the player.
 	 	 	I didn't watch my buddies get recycled into kitchen appliances so you could stand around staring blankly. Move! 	
 	 	 	Do my sensors deceive me? General? Well look who went and did us all proud? 	Impressed by the person you're speaking to, but still stern.
 	 	 	All checked in, huh? Then why aren't you in uniform, cadet! 	Angry drill sergeant.
 	 	 	Don't you dare tell me you forgot your uniform, cadet! You better hope to the heavens the Quartermaster takes mercy on you! 	Angry drill sergeant.
 	 	 	You know, for a possible Communist subversive, you sure know how to kill. Good luck out there, probable Red. 	Somewhat suspicious, but a little more matter-of-fact now.
 	 	 	No plank of wood's got a prayer against you, private. 	With a bit of a smirk.
 	 	 	Still upright and kicking, huh? Well, give 'em a boot to the shins for me, will ya? 	With a bit of a smirk.
 	 	 	Good work, cadet. You'll be slinging high-speed lead injections into Reds before you know it. 	A little impressed. Still stern.
 	 	 	I knew you had it in you, cadet. Of course ... that's just what the Chairman would want me to think, isn't it. 	Initially congratulating the player, but then back to suspicious.
 	 	 	Congratulations, cadet! You didn't fall to your death. Whoop-a-doo! Now get moving! 	Military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	Outstanding, cadet! You made scrap metal out of those Marxists. 	A bit of a smirk.
 	 	 	Here to test your patriotism, cadet? Kind of suspicious it took you this long, isn't it? 	Suspiciously eyeing up the cadet.
 	 	 	Nervous, cadet? The patriotism test should be a breeze for any red-blooded American ... unless you've got something to hide. 	Suspiciously eyeing up the cadet.
 	 	 	The course outfoxing you, cadet? Insert lead into target. Not rocket science. 	
 	 	 	I've heard picturing the targets in their underpants makes it all a hell of a lot funnier. 	
 	 	 	Are you lost, cadet? Obstacle course is down there. 	Military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	What's wrong, cadet? Is gracelessly plodding across the earth as boring to do as it is to watch? Get a move on! 	Military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	Not now, cadet. Can't you see I'm mastering these quarters? ... at least I think I am. 	A little confused. You're not exactly sure what your job is supposed to be here.
 	 	 	Been a while since we've gotten a shipment from central. At this point, you may as well just grab the sharpest rock you can find. 	A little confused. You're not exactly sure what your job is supposed to be here.
 	 	 	Hmm. Command never said how exactly to get the other three-quarters of my mastery. Must be around here somewhere. 	A little confused. You're not exactly sure what your job is supposed to be here. This is mostly to yourself.
 	 	 	Time to bring out the big guns, cadet. You're about to go Red-hunting. 	A bit of a smirk.
 	 	 	Does blasting uncannily accurate Communist replicas make you squeamish, cadet? Because you're about to find out. 	A bit of a smirk.
 	 	 	Cadet, unless you're looking to be scrapped for parts, I suggest you head to the admin building and check in the with Master Sergeant. 	Stern, military.
 	 	 	What's this?! I don't remember giving you permission to die! 	Angry drill sergeant yelling at a corpse.
 	 	 	Who left this corpse on my precious base! I want answers! 	Angry drill sergeant yelling at a corpse.
 	 	 	Hmm. Another one. Whelp. Better get it on the pile. 	Drill sergeant casually observing a corpse.
==EN05_PatriotismCourse==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Impressive work, cadet. We'll have you putting collectivists in chains faster than a Red can cry "cripes, are those chains?" Heh. 	Stern military drill sergeant. Little chuckle to yourself at the end.
 	 	 	Being able to sniff out a Commie could be the difference between life and death for you and your family. 	Stern military drill sergeant.
 	 	 	Interrogate the three subjects and search their quarters. Once you've found evidence of the Red, return to the terminal to make your accusation.	Stern military drill sergeant.
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