NVDLC03DoctorMobius.txt

== Topics ==
TOPIC	TOPIC TEXT / PROMPT 	EMOTION 	RESPONSE TEXT 	#
 	GREETING 	Neutral 50 	{2D, voice through talking activator in Think Tank} {Sneering, imperious} If it isn't my old colleagues, the mighty "Think Tank" of Big {"Mountain"} MT. Big FOOLS, all of you. 	
 	GREETING 	Neutral 50 	Oh, I see you and your Brain reached a compromise. How pleasant. 	
 	GREETING 	Neutral 50 	I hypothesize after the indignant frequencies my receptors had... recepted, such a partnership-based conclusion would be... low on the "likely" scale. 	
 	GREETING 	Neutral 50 	Mmm? Y... oh... hello there. Eh... you... {emph}are there, aren't you? Forgive my confusion, so hard to tell these days. 	
 	GREETING 	Neutral 50 	You seem familiar, somehow. I'm guessing... eh... you're here for your brain, perhaps? It's just up there. Such a nice brain, young, very bright. 	
 	GREETING 	Neutral 50 	{Squinting}A little hard to see you, can you walk into my left... er, right FOV cone? Ah, that's it, you're coming into focus nicely. 	
 	GREETING 	Neutral 50 	I'm having the most peculiar feeling of déjà vu right now. That's French, for... eh... well, uh... déjà vu, I believe. Have we met before? 	
 	Wait... sounds like you built the Robo-Scorpions, issued threats to keep the Think Tank occupied.	Neutral 50 	Did I? Maybe I did. Can't have them leaving. {Thinks} Some reason for it. Ethics - or {"Conscience," play on word science, means conscience} con-science? 	
 	Wait... sounds like you built the Robo-Scorpions, issued threats to keep the Think Tank occupied.	Neutral 50 	You and your Brain are quite alike, I'm sure it knows the raisins better than I do. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} Big MT: I, Dr. Mobius, will soon control you - and all of Science! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement, Taunting} Mighty Think Tank... still c-c-c-c-cowering in your Dome? Cower, you fools. {beat, slightly quieter} Cower. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement, Doesn't realize mic is on} Time to reward myself with a little breath-freshening Mentat. Mmmm. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} Try to leave your Dome, Think Tank, and you will be punished by the pincered might of my Robo-Scorpion army! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement, Disgust} Think Tank... I wouldn't even use binary to describe my exponential hatred for you. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} My aggression is increasing geometrically. Do you hear me, "Think" Tank?! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement, To himself} Soon... all Science will be mine. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} Oh, Klein - did I mention that my zone is FORBIDDEN to you? Ha ha ha ha ha! SO forbidden. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} 2 plus 2 equals... 4-Bidden, idiots of the Think Tank! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement, Thinking} I hope I didn't leave my Giant Robo-Scorpion on. That thing eats power like no tomorrow. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement, Quiet} I'll just set this on repeat while I go relieve my tank... no one will know. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} Rant! Rant! Rant! See how I abstract my rage, Think Tank? I hold you in such disdain I generalize my hatred for you! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} Go, my mighty Robo-Scorpions. Crawl in search of intelligence. Then, {emph} sting said intelligence, yes, {emph} sting it. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} My Robo-Scorpions will soon conquer the Crater. {Quieter, making excuses} It's just that this is a big place, so it's hard to conquer everything. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} Klein... remember the time you forgot to carry the 2 and nearly blew up the {why-zero} Y-0 Research Center? {Klein did blow up the lab so now he's mocking} Oh, wait, you did! {beat} Or was that me?	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusBigMTRandom 	Neutral 50 	{2D, Announcement} Klein, as useless as the bottle of the same name... well, except as an example of an object that uselessly tries to fulfill its purpose. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusCountdown 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} Is this thing on? This is Mobius - Dr. Mobius. We're... initiating some kind of emergency test shutdown... in five... 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusCountdown 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} Four, as in Forbidden... 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusCountdown 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} Three, as in tree... 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusCountdown 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} Two, as in "Et Two, Brutus?"... 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusCountdown 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} One, as in {emph} none. {Beat, surprise} Oh look, the emergency overload is initiating. 	
 	Is that better? 	Neutral 50 	{Tsking} Depth perception is a problem with this old monitor of mine. Went black a while ago. That's old age for you. 	
 	Is that better? 	Neutral 50 	Should look at getting the visual nerves re-attached... it's just that the right eye would {emph} see the wrong things. {Beat, quieter} The flying tortoises were the worst. 	
 	Is that better? 	Neutral 50 	Would you care for a Mentat? 	
 	My brain told me the Think Tank needs to be stopped. Can you help? 	Neutral 50 	{Slowly thinking} If I recall... I {emph} had a plan that was working, eh, whatever it was. I don't think it reached fruition. {To himself} I would recall fruit if it had happened. 	
 	My brain told me the Think Tank needs to be stopped. Can you help? 	Anger 50 	I wasn't trying to kill them, just keep them out of trouble. What {emph} was that plan? 	
 	My brain told me the Think Tank needs to be stopped. Can you help? 	Neutral 50 	Blast! I probably... uh... wrote it down on the... floor somewhere. 	
 	Enough. I'm here to kill you. 	Neutral 50 	Oh, intriguing. I've never been killed before. {Beat} Although after that time I got that phlegmy discharge in my biogel... I wished I had been. 	
 	Enough. I'm here to kill you. 	Neutral 50 	Well, if there's going to be killing, I defer to your expertise in this matter. 	
 	Enough. I'm here to kill you. 	Neutral 50 	How should we begin? Engineered viruses? Canceratic beams? Atomics? Electrocutioning? Or... should I summon my minions...? {savoring it} Yes, my minions. 	
 	Uh... thanks. 	Happy 50 	{Chewing on one, smacking lips} Mmm. I love Mentats. Delicious and smarty. 	
 	Uh... thanks. 	Neutral 50 	I have all sorts of amazingly {intentional. speed up} science-arific thoughts and ideas when those chalky tablets are zipping through my biogel. 	
 	Uh... thanks. 	Sad 50 	I forget them all not long after, though, especially with the data constipating my memory core. Afraid binary streams might shoot out my chassis. 	
 	Uh... thanks. 	Neutral 50 	Had to start using the dome floor and walls here to inscribe equations, although I've somewhat lost track of where they start and end. 	
 	I'll save it for later. 	Happy 50 	{DUPE: Chewing on one, smacking lips} Mmm. I love Mentats. Delicious and smarty. 	
 	I don't know, I'm tripping pretty hard right now. 	Happy 50 	{DUPE: Chewing on one, smacking lips} Mmm. I love Mentats. Delicious and smarty. 	
 	I'll save it, don't want to mix it with alcohol if I can help it. 	Happy 50 	{DUPE: Chewing on one, smacking lips} Mmm. I love Mentats. Delicious and smarty. 	
 	What minions? 	Sad 50 	Whoa, have they not constructed themselves yet? That's a bit premature of me. The Robo-Scorpions, of course. 	
 	What minions? 	Happy 50 	They can assemble themselves from floor panels and parts scattered about, quiet inventive - never really know when they might suddenly appear. 	
 	I'll trash them like I did your giant piece of junk downstairs. 	Neutral 50 	Oh now you've done it. I feel a twinge of regret over that little mistake I left on. 	
 	I'll trash them like I did your giant piece of junk downstairs. 	Anger 50 	{Fight, low sinister} Minions - destroy this intruder! {Changes tone, curious} Mmm. Or perhaps make it more dramatic? 	
 	I'll trash them like I did your giant piece of junk downstairs. 	Anger 50 	Minions! To me! 	
 	I'll trash them like I did your giant piece of junk downstairs. 	Happy 50 	{Nods} Oh, yes, that's {"quite" intentional} quiet a bit better. 	
 	Whichever way you want to be killed is fine with me. 	Neutral 50 	How gracious of you. A mannerly killing. 	
 	You aren't exactly what I was expecting. 	Neutral 50 	{Curious} Really. That implies pre-conceived notions - theories and a hypothesis about this meeting? Please extrapolate. What was I... supposed to be like? 	
 	You aren't exactly what I was expecting. 	Neutral 50 	After all, it might be worth a cognitive re-alignment if your theoretical Mobius is better than I. 	
 	I need my brain back. 	Neutral 50 	Do you? You seem fine without it. 	
 	I need my brain back. 	Neutral 50 	And does it even want to go back with you? Maybe you should ask it. It's quite independent, has all manner of opinions. 	
 	I need my brain back. 	Neutral 50 	Tell you what - I'll leave it up to your brain. If it wants to go, then fine. If not... well, you should respect its wishes. 	
 	Why did you steal my brain? 	Neutral 50 	Oh, a variety of {"reasons"} raisins... you're something of a homily. Er, anomaly? You're really {"quite"} quiet special, and not in the cranially-challenged way. 	
 	Why did you steal my brain? 	Neutral 50 	You see, you are the most successful brain extraction experiment ever performed here at Big MT. A victim of your own success, as it were. 	
 	Why did you steal my brain? 	Neutral 50 	If you were to go back with what {emph} your brain knows about the procedure, well... 	
 	Why did you steal my brain? 	Neutral 50 	...your brain could be popped back in and you could walk right out of here. Can't have brains moving around of their own volition. 	
 	Why is that a problem? 	Neutral 50 	{Frowns} I'm not sure except that I'm sure there's a {emph} very good raisin for it. I have very good raisins for almost everything I do. 	
 	Why is that a problem? 	Neutral 50 	Even if I forget them occasionally. Although I feel this one is especially important. Ha! Oh well. 	
 	But I want to leave. 	Neutral 50 	Now, that seems to be rather hormonal of you. Flight or fight response, you know, hard to cut that out completely. 	
 	But I want to leave. 	Neutral 50 	Your brain is here, safe with me. {Smiles} We chat over Mentats. 	
 	I was curious about some things. 	Neutral 50 	Oh, curiosity. I experience that less now that I know everything. Or maybe it was when I found out some unpleasant answers? Mmm-hmm. 	
 	I was curious about some things. 	Neutral 50 	I find things curious as well. Go on. 	
 	I was curious about some things. 	Happy 50 	{Player keeps asking questions, likes this, like talking to a small child} Yes, yes, this is getting interesting. You are just filled with these little slices of curiosity, aren't you? 	
 	Can you tell me about your Robo-Scorpions? 	Neutral 50 	{As if self-evident} Well, every scientist needs an army. Mine came to me after these rather large scorpions kept coming in from the {intentional} dessert. Like poisonous frosting. 	
 	Can you tell me about your Robo-Scorpions? 	Neutral 50 	How scary, I thought! But they had survived when nothing else had. Perfect candidates for improvement, as a reward for their tenacity. 	
 	Can you tell me about your Robo-Scorpions? 	Neutral 50 	Then I thought, what if they shot energy bolts and acted as walking eyes and data-drained computers and acted as bullhorns? Then I made them bigger. 	
 	Can you tell me about your Robo-Scorpions? 	Neutral 50 	Then, I thought about... custard. I do so love custard. Or was it mustard? Mustard custard. Mmmm. I miss sugars and salts. 	
 	You don't seem aggressive. Why broadcast threats to the Think Tank? 	Neutral 50 	Oh, I was probably tripping hard on Psycho when I sent that. Had to work myself up to it, not usually violent, except when I am. Then, huh! Watch out! 	
 	You don't seem aggressive. Why broadcast threats to the Think Tank? 	Neutral 50 	So many chems, such varieties! Whenever I take Mentats, I can feel my entire chassis breeeeeathe like a big spherical lung. 	
 	You don't seem aggressive. Why broadcast threats to the Think Tank? 	Neutral 50 	As for the Psycho, sometimes get the chem {"depositories"} despositories in my tank all switched up, go in the wrong tube - still, served its purpose. 	
 	What was the plan you had? 	Neutral 50 	Something ingenious and needlessly complicated, I expect. I may have already told you and forgotten it. 	
 	What was the plan you had? 	Neutral 50 	I forgot I had forgotten pencils until one day I found one. Spent days studying its purpose before my memory circuit kicked in. Felt quiet silly. 	
 	Well, I don't want to keep them out of trouble, I want to kill them. 	Neutral 50 	{Skeptical} That will be difficult. It would be like fighting five scaled down versions of me that have better depth perception. 	
 	Well, I don't want to keep them out of trouble, I want to kill them. 	Neutral 50 	And they have an arsenal of vivisectors, brainial beams, and a rather nasty WooEEEOooWooEEEOoo ray that can make your atoms do a happy dance. 	
 	Well, I don't want to keep them out of trouble, I want to kill them. 	Neutral 50 	If you could survive those highly-improbable odds and ends, then deceasing them is definitely an option. 	
 	Well, I don't want to keep them out of trouble, I want to kill them. 	Neutral 50 	{Chiding} Although I doubt killing them would do anything except make you feel better. Or let you brag to other humans about your primal violent-ness-ness. 	
 	Everything you've told me doesn't add up... your plan, even your name, "Mobius." 	Neutral 50 	Dr. Mobius, rather catchy, isn't it? It's my name, my {emph} new name, overwrote the old one. 	
 	Sounds like you forgot your master plan - surprised you remember your own name. 	Neutral 50 	This name's as real as you or I, although I believe your brain expressed similar incredulity at the nature of such an appellation. 	
 	Sounds like you forgot your master plan - surprised you remember your own name. 	Neutral 50 	Someone's been watching too many Old World science fiction movies, it said. {Confidentially} I believe it meant me. 	
 	Sounds like you forgot your master plan - surprised you remember your own name. 	Neutral 50 	I must admit I have a vulnerability for holotape fantasies of planets and robots and all that is forbidden. As for the name I was born with... 	
 	Sounds like you forgot your master plan - surprised you remember your own name. 	Neutral 50 	...like the Think Tank, we were all reprogrammed to forget them, take on new names. It enforces the recursion loop in our perception programming. 	
 	You reprogrammed their names as part of recursion loop? What, to trap their processors? 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] {Chiding} Now, "trap" is a rather harsh word. Like "excrement." Not an inappropriate word, but still - rather harsh. 	
 	You reprogrammed their names as part of recursion loop? What, to trap their processors? 	Neutral 50 	But... yes, I did... take some liberties with their programming. It's all right, they don't remember. 	
 	You reprogrammed their names as part of recursion loop? What, to trap their processors? 	Neutral 50 	I certainly didn't until you said "trap." And then I said "excrement." And then... 	
 	So... you reprogrammed yourself? 	Neutral 50 	[FAILED] I believe I did, and with good raisin. Who am I to be trusted with such things? 	
 	Why did you trap them? 	Neutral 50 	The Radar Fence to keep the Think Tank hemmed in wasn't really enough. They keep testing things, they would have found a way to disarm it. 	
 	Why did you trap them? 	Neutral 50 	{To himself} I suspect I have Plan 9s in place, but I may have coded myself to forget them, just in case... they're probably very dangerous, lethal, or worse. 	
 	Why did you trap them? 	Neutral 50 	So I had to do something else to keep them occupied here. Or as you like to say "trapped." I prefer to have several Plan 9s in case the 7s fail. 	
 	Why did you trap them? 	Neutral 50 	{To himself} I suspect I have Plan Cs in place, but I may have coded myself to forget them, just in case... they're probably very dangerous, lethal, or worse. 	
 	Why did you trap them? 	Neutral 50 	So I had to do something else to keep them occupied here. Or as you like to say "trapped." I prefer to have several plan Bs in case the As fail. 	
 	Klein... Mobius... O's a circle... 8's an infinity symbol... they're all loops, I get it. 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] O, you figured it out. No pun intended. 	
 	So that's why they have all those stupid names? 	Sad 50 	[FAILED] {Slightly hurt} I don't know if they're stupid, I was trying for accuracy. 	
 	I think I'm going to kill you after all. 	Neutral 50 	Really? Oh... {surprised, drew a conclusion} you're not thinking about doing it, you {emph} are going to do it. 	
 	I think I'm going to kill you after all. 	Neutral 50 	{DUPE} Oh, intriguing. I've never been killed before. {Beat} Although after that time I got that phlegmy discharge in my biogel... I wished I had been. 	
 	I think I'm going to kill you after all. 	Neutral 50 	{DUPE} Well, if there's going to be killing, I defer to your expertise in this matter. 	
 	I think I'm going to kill you after all. 	Neutral 50 	{DUPE} How should we begin? Engineered viruses? Canceratic beams? Atomics? Electrocutioning? Or... should I summon my minions...? {savoring it} Yes, my minions. 	
 	Anything I could do to stop them that doesn't require violence? 	Sad 50 	Well... you {emph} could try and appeal to their humanity. {Dubious} That's a tired cliché. And really, when they were humans, they weren't very good humans. 	
 	That's kind of an asshole thing to do to your friends. 	Neutral 50 	Is it? Hmm... I suppose it is. But really, they started the whole "excrement hole" behavior loop in the first place. 	
 	Minor detail, but a snake devouring its own tail is "Ouro-borus," not "Ouro-borous." 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] {Genuinely surprised} Really? It is so unlike me to make an error in anything I do. 	
 	Ouro-bor-ous? What the hell does that mean? 	Sad 50 	[FAILED] A snake that sucks its own dingle-thingy, I believe. Borous was always too obsessed with animals and their dingle-thingies. 	
 	If you lobotomized the Think Tank, why terrorize them? 	Neutral 50 	Well, it's simple. Despite their many failings, they are rather bright. They are the "Think Tank" for a raisin. That, I didn't change. 	
 	If you lobotomized the Think Tank, why terrorize them? 	Neutral 50 	Without something to distract them, make them afraid, they would simply de-deuce what had happened. And when they start deucing it up... 	
 	If you lobotomized the Think Tank, why terrorize them? 	Neutral 50 	Then you came along, the final variable solved. They saw that their world was larger than they perceived. Bacteria, finally able to see its host. 	
 	But there must have been other signs of a larger world. 	Neutral 50 	There have been other visitors to make them doubt their perceptions, but you are the one who dialed back their monitor-micro-magnifiers. 	
 	But there must have been other signs of a larger world. 	Neutral 50 	You were irrefutable proof that there was a world outside. And then there was the whole "brain" fiasco, which forced me to take steps. 	
 	But there must have been other signs of a larger world. 	Neutral 50 	See, your brain had a special kind of... uh... wrinkle, a unique-ity that they had never thought to try in all their countless escape attempts. 	
 	The bullet that went into my brain? Doc Mitchell tried to patch me up, but... 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] Yes. Very good. I should have Mentats ingest you instead of the other way around. Mmm. Mentats. 	
 	Huh? What are you talking about? 	Sad 50 	[FAILED] I would spell it out for you, but when I start spelling, I lose track of the letters. Little symbols run around everywhere, annoying. 	
 	A cranial injury. From the attack outside Goodsprings. 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] {DUPE} Yes. Very good. I should have Mentats ingest you instead of the other way around. Mmm. Mentats. 	
 	What, some kind of medical condition? 	Sad 50 	[FAILED] {DUPE} I would spell it out for you, but when I start spelling, I lose track of the letters. Little symbols run around everywhere, annoying. 	
 	So you set your threats on a loop to keep them occupied? 	Neutral 50 	Yes. I certainly wouldn't loop it on purpose purpose purpose. I am far too sophisticated to make such a childish error error error. 	
 	Do you know anything about the other visitors? 	Neutral 50 	Oh, not much, except they contaminated Big MT and installed new ideas in the Think Tank. 	
 	Do you know anything about the other visitors? 	Neutral 50 	One caused a great deal of infrastructure damage with his brain and smartyness. Ruthless, that one. Played a little rough with the trains. 	
 	Do you know anything about the other visitors? 	Neutral 50 	{Thinking} But the last one was the most dangerous. Him... eh... slipping away... that was almost as bad as the Think Tank escaping. 	
 	What do you mean? 	Neutral 50 	The first one, the ruthless one who smashed up our toy trains, asked for weapons, power. Items he could use to destroy a nation with force. 	
 	What do you mean? 	Neutral 50 	{Quiet, a little worried} The other... the other asked a different question, and with it, got the true answer. About what makes nations... and what breaks them. 	
 	What do you mean? 	Neutral 50 	He spoke to the Think Tank, to Klein. Showed them the flag of the Old World... and it made them remember. All of it. All that had happened. 	
 	What do you mean? 	Neutral 50 	They shared things with him that they shouldn't. He now carries those ideas, that knowledge elsewhere. 	
 	Klein said they had the idea to get the three technologies after your broadcast. Coincidence? 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] I consider "coincidence" to be profanity, along with the words, "astrology," "herbal tea," and "luck." So watch it, Potty Mouth. 	
 	I don't understand why they wanted me to gather the technologies. 	Sad 50 	[FAILED] Oh, I don't think they understood, either. 	
 	What is the purpose of the technologies? 	Neutral 50 	The X-2 Antenna can be used to focus your alpha wave frequency thought patterns. The Sneaky Suit? Why, it houses a cardiac regulator. 	
 	What is the purpose of the technologies? 	Neutral 50 	And the sonic soundwave projecto-emitter was never intended as a weapon. It was a medicinal vertebrae-pulse-de-sensitizer. 	
 	What is the purpose of the technologies? 	Neutral 50 	In short: Brains, a heart, and courage... spine. {Thinking, talking about Wizard of Oz} I think there was a story once where a band of murderous thugs sought these things. 	
 	What is the purpose of the technologies? 	Disgust 50 	{Rueful} They had them all the time in the story. Didn't stop them from murdering to get them, and it won't stop the Think Tank, either. 	
 	But the Think Tank downloaded the schematics, not the items. They can rebuild them. 	Neutral 50 	Oh. That means my plan is a total failure. That is unfortunate. 	
 	But the Think Tank downloaded the schematics, not the items. They can rebuild them. 	Neutral 50 	Oh, well, at least I tried. 	
 	Was there any other data transmitted in your threat broadcast? 	Neutral 50 	Yes, my overly aggressive chemmed-up broadcast was designed to keep reinforcing the "forget," "fear," "rinse," and "repeat" program. 	
 	Was there any other data transmitted in your threat broadcast? 	Neutral 50 	Oh, and the "get me the things to castrate your only possible escape attempt." 	
 	Was there any other data transmitted in your threat broadcast? 	Neutral 50 	But I couldn't delete you or your arrival anymore than I could the other visitors. {Shakes head} Only so much Science can do when you started talking to them. 	
 	Was there any other data transmitted in your threat broadcast? 	Neutral 50 	You're really quiet difficult to ignore, you know. It's because you're... well, bah! Rather intriguing, if you'll forgive an old brain for saying so. 	
 	I'd really, really like to kill them. 	Neutral 50 	Hmmm. Well, if you're determined to go down that road, so be it. They will undoubtedly switch off the pacification field when you return. 	
 	The only "wrinkle" is the one that bullet made going into my brainpan. 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] {DUPE} Yes. Very good. I should have Mentats ingest you instead of the other way around. Mmm. Mentats. 	
 	If you don't get to the point, I'm going to start shooting. 	Sad 50 	[FAILED] {DUPE} I would spell it out for you, but when I start spelling, I lose track of the letters. Little symbols run around everywhere, annoying. 	
 	I'd like to make the effort. 	Neutral 50 	Well, there's many things they have forgotten, sitting in their bowls. Friendship. The thrill of discovery. Love. Masturbation. The usual. 	
 	I'd like to make the effort. 	Neutral 50 	Much like {emph} your brain, I am certain there is something you can spark within each of them. Memories, hormones... 	
 	I'd like to make the effort. 	Neutral 50 	...a wise man once said, the eyes do more than see. Make them see, if you can. 	
 	I'd like to make the effort. 	Neutral 50 	Or, if not, you can always make them succumb to fear... it certainly worked for me. For a time. 	
 	I'd like to make the effort. 	Neutral 50 	Then you came along, and bravery and/or desperation trumped that little idea. Back to the drawing board, I suppose. Or is this the end? Hard to tell. 	
 	Scare them? How? 	Neutral 50 	Oh, tell them I'm still alive, we had a nice chat, and we agree on a few things. That's true... isn't it? 	
 	Scare them? How? 	Neutral 50 	Or, you could kill me and lie about it. {Thinks it over} Either way, it would be interesting. 	
 	Scare them? How? 	Neutral 50 	And if you are partial to lying and deception... well, you could tell them a ludicrous lie. The more over-the-top, the better, that's my experience. 	
 	Scare them? How? 	Neutral 50 	They're more than a little gullible. {Warning} Better make it convincing, though, or it'll be the dissection table and vivisectors for you. 	
 	Scare them? How? 	Neutral 50 	{Puffs up a bit} And if you speak of me, please try and make me look good. I am Dr. Mobius, after all, not some lab assistant teacher's aide. 	
 	Can I have a Mentat? 	Neutral 50 	Why, of course you can. I am well-versed in the Science of sharing. {To himself, happy} Well, when not chemmed out of my sphere. 	
 	Can I have a Mentat? 	Neutral 50 	Another? Why, of course. Happy to contribute to Science through chemistry. 	
 	Can I have a Mentat? 	Happy 50 	Come back within the sequential span of twenty-five hours minus one, I'll have more... or is it two or three more spans? {Soft chuckle} Time, you elusive creature. 	
 	I can't fix your monitor, but if you're getting ghost reception, I can fix that. 	Neutral 50 	[SUCCEEDED] The ghosts aren't real? That changes everything. Why, I can save my computing power for other perceptual unpossibilities. 	
 	I can't fix your monitor, but if you're getting ghost reception, I can fix that. 	Neutral 50 	Please be my guest... the receptor is there... and the side-switching wobbly-bob, just turn that... good, good, better... 	
 	I can't fix your monitor, but if you're getting ghost reception, I can fix that. 	Neutral 50 	Oh... oooooh, yes, that feels wonderful. Mmmmm. This is even better than my afternoon Mentats break. Mmmm. 	
 	A good hit with a hammer might fix your monitor. 	Happy 50 	[FAILED] Oh, I tried that already. Might have {intentional} contributated to the problem, now that I re-think it. {Polite} But, thank you for asking before trying it. 	
 	So if I don't get my brain back in my head, I can't leave, ever? 	Neutral 50 	Oh, no. I doubt {emph} your brain would be so unraisinable. It already knows the trick of it, you see. Doesn't need to be in a host body at all. 	
 	So if I don't get my brain back in my head, I can't leave, ever? 	Neutral 50 	If you become friends or exist in an uneasy truce with weapons aimed at each other, it would unlock the fence for {emph} you. 	
 	So if I don't get my brain back in my head, I can't leave, ever? 	Neutral 50 	Well, once the Think Tank was... dealt with, of course. {Smiles, confidentially} Your brain is a responsible sort, doesn't want mad scientists running around everywhere! 	
 	Surrender, Mobius, I don't want to fight you. 	Neutral 50 	Oh. Well... that's good. Were we supposed to fight? I certainly don't feel violent, but... well, these contraptions make it hard to tell. 	
 	I've defeated your Giant Robo-Scorpion, you're next. 	Surprise 50	Oh... did I leave that on? {To self} I thought I'd powered it down - {realization} was wondering what was causing the power outages. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusNoDomeAccess 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} What, are you a salesman? Go away. There is no access to the Dome. It is FORBIDDEN. {Beat} And locked. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusReclaimedStart 	Neutral 50 	{2D Announcement} Intruder, you will not escape the eyes of my Robo-Scorpions! Or their pincers! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusReclaimedX13 	Neutral 50 	{2D Announcement} You think that Aural Stealth Suit will keep you hidden from me? Think again! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusReclaimedX2 	Neutral 50 	{2D Announcement} Intruder, return what you have stolen from X-2! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusReclaimedX8 	Neutral 50 	{2D Announcement} If you think braving the Cyberdogs of X-8 makes you... brave, intruder, it is no use. {emph} All Cyberdogs are under my command, and they will bite you. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusScorpionRestored 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} Oh, is someone playing with the power...? My X-42 Giant Robo-Scorpion lives AGAIN! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusScorpionTest 	Neutral 50 	{2D - broadcast over speakers} Attention: Visitors. Combat experiment in progress. Please put on your goggles and take your Rad-X now. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusTargetDrones 	Neutral 50 	{2D} Oh... it looks like the target drones got activated and - oh, how cute, they're engaging the X-42 Giant Robo-Scorpion. Let's see the shrapnel fly! 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusThinkTankThreats 	Neutral 50 	{2D} {Sneering, imperious} If it isn't my old colleagues, the mighty "Think Tank" of Big {"Mountain"} MT. Big fools, all of you. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusThinkTankThreats 	Neutral 50 	{2D} It is I, Dr. Mobius, transmitting from my dome-shaped... dome in the Forbidden Zone. A zone... that is, yes... {emph} forbidden to you. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusThinkTankThreats 	Neutral 50 	{2D} Even now, my deadly Robo-Scorpions swarm across Big MT with their pincers and pointy laser tails. Soon, all Science will be mine. 	
 	NVDLC03DialogueMobiusThinkTankThreats 	Neutral 50 	{2D} Even the technologies sealed in the Big MT research centers cannot save you. So cower in your "Think Tank." Wait, for the end. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideFlag01 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} There is an expression in the Wasteland: "Old World Blues." 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideFlag05 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Good or Neutral Karma} In the times following the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, however, Old World Blues took on a new meaning. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideFlag05 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Bad Karma} The Big Empty lived up to its name, a hollow crater of failures of a past era, a last, sad statement of the Old World. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideForbiddenZone 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Mobius alive} Dr. Mobius continued his research undisturbed in the Forbidden Zone. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideForbiddenZone 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} As much as he had attempted to create better scorpions, he tried the same with humanity, with considerably less success. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideForbiddenZone 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} These failures didn't bother him overmuch. Once the rush of Mentats wore off, he forgot he had failed in any event. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideForbiddenZone 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Gentle, complimentary} After all, the bright young mind who had come to visit him in the Forbidden Zone had already exceeded his expectations. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideForbiddenZone 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Mobius dead} The Forbidden Zone continued to be, true to its name, forbidden. No more Robo-Scorpions were sighted in its canyons. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideForbiddenZone 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Big {Mountain} MT became even emptier, devoid of Dr. Mobius' proclamations forecasting the destruction of anything that dared possess sentience. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideForbiddenZone 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Still, it is said he lived on in the equations inscribed on the floor and walls of the Forbidden Zone dome... 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideMobiusDead 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Good or Neutral Karma player, sad} ...a cobweb tracery of symbols that told of a thousand brilliant thoughts, now lost to time. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideMobiusDead 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Bad Karma} ...but these equations were nothing more than thin white traceries of lines, not unlike cobwebs in the corners of a failing mind. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideIntro 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Bad Karma} {Ruthless, authoritative} As it had been in the years before the Great War, Big {Mountain} MT... the Big Empty... became home to one of the most powerful minds of the 23rd century. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideIntro 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} The Courier who had been brought to the Big Empty became its new overlord, using its facilities ruthlessly and decisively when needed. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideIntro 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Sometimes Science is more than a quest for discovery - it is a weapon to be used in the service of one with the strength to understand it. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideIntro 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} {Good or Neutral Karma} As it had been in the years before the Great War, Big {Mountain} MT... the Big Empty... became home to one of brightest minds of the 23rd century. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideIntro 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} The Courier watched over the Big Empty for years to come, caring for it, and keeping its discoveries safe until they were needed to help others. 	
 	NVDLC03EndingSlideIntro 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Which had always been Big {Mountain} MT's purpose. Past the laboratories and Science, it had always been intended as a place to build the future of all mankind. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide01 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} In the years before the Great War, Big Mountain had been the home to the brightest minds of the 21st century. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide02 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Scientists of vision were drawn to the facility to tackle the greatest technological challenges of the era. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide02 	Neutral 50 	{Do Not Record} 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide03 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} They sought to create a new world, fueled by technology, for the benefit of all mankind. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide03 	Neutral 50 	{Do Not Record} 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide04 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Sonic emitters, space age alloys, DNA hybridization, force field particle research, Auto-Doc advances in cranial, cardiac, and trauma surgery... 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide04 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} ...the hopes and dreams of a century became realities in the electronic forges of Big Mountain. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide05 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} The nucleus of this research was the Dome, a huge stone facility that held the labs of every science known to man. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide05 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} It was a think tank where no problem could not be solved, where no question could not be answered. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide06 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} The Great War brought a new energy to Big Mountain and its scientists. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide06 	Neutral 50 	{Do Not Record} 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide07 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Although sheltered from the frontlines, the scientists waged their own war, fighting their battles at the atomic level. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide07 	Neutral 50 	{Do Not Record} 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide08 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Equations and calculations marched endlessly across chalkboards and computer terminals toward one solution: Winning the war. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide08 	Neutral 50 	{Do Not Record} 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide09 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} For years, the minds and computers of Big Mountain were a blaze of trajectories, weapon schematics, and nuclear theories. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide10 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} The problems began to outpace the solutions, first geometrically, then exponentially. As the war escalated, so did the questions. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide11 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} On the night of October 23rd, 2077, the scientists received an answer that put all their questions to rest. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlide12 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} In the aftermath, Big Mountain's silent experiments went to sleep, their creators slowly dying in the new world that had been left behind. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlideDLC 	Neutral 50 	{Do Not Record - NVDLC03 Slide} 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlideEND 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} And the great stone in the middle of the Big Empty lay untouched, filled with countless technological wonders... 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlideEND 	Neutral 50 	{Narration} Wonders that, in the end, had been answers to the wrong question. 	
 	NVDLC03IntroSlideFNV 	Neutral 50 	{Do Not Record - NVDLC03 Slide} 	
 	NVDLC03X8Countdown01 	Neutral 50 	And one... as in MOBIUS has won! {Evil laugh} I hope it's blowing up right now in your faces.{2D} 	
 	NVDLC03X8Countdown04 	Neutral 50 	Four as in 4-BIDDEN! Do you hear me Think Tank? It is I, Mobius, hacking your frequencosity.{2D} 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	Dr. O... which is actually not his real name multiplied, since you can't multiply his real name in the first place... {Trying for oo-roh-BOH-rohs} Ouro-bor-ous, Klein... 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	They have all forgotten themselves. And not only themselves, but the world, sense of time, and history. All that is left is what's here. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	I reprogrammed their chronometers, geometers, and cartography programs. This is now their world, here, Big {Mountain} MT. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	It was a merciful lobotomy, really, thinking back. They were my friends, but... {genuine sad moment} sometimes they would take things too far. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	{Quiet, sad} And the world isn't ready for that kind of too-far-thing-taking. That's my professional opinion, anyway, and I am told I was once quiet professional. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	In any event, {emph} you showed up at the Think Tank, and because you had suffered a cranial injury in just the right place... 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	Bullets in the head are usually much more fatal, and yours was a light case of bullet-head-itis. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	But... it was enough for the Auto-Doc in the Sink to change its programming to fix the problem. And the brain extraction technology for once, worked. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	That gave the Think Tank the knowledge its brains shouldn't... couldn't... {should+couldn't} sh'couldn't possess. With that knowledge, the procedure can be reversed. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	If they obtain that procedural data, they can use it to mush and modify their cranial selves into hosts to slip past the Radar Fence, I'm sure of it. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	And once they're off the reservation... 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	My threat broadcast is designed to instill... and install... fear. And along with the emotional download, other data rides the fear carrier wave. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	It prompted them to focus on retrieving those technologies and bring them to "attack" me. 	
 	< Test Node: Do Not Translate. > 	Neutral 50 	And coincidentally... pardon my language... all those technologies are needed to put a brain, your brain, back into its skull. Properly. 	
 	 	Neutral 50 	I do so love integers. 	
 	 	Neutral 50 	I'm imagining all sorts of imaginary numbers right now. 	
 	 	Neutral 50 	I'm running out of floor space for my calculations. 	
 	 	Neutral 50 	{Hums as he bustles about, dum de dum, as if happy to be working}:: Hums :: 	
 	 	Neutral 50 	{Singing to himself, tune of "Dry Bones"}Electron's attached to the... neutron. The neutron's attached to the... meson. Meson's connected to the... proton. 	
 	 	Neutral 50 	They said I was mad. Preposterous. Not an angry bone in my body, had them all removed. 	
== Conversation ==
TOPIC 	TOPIC TEXT / PROMPT 	EMOTION 	RESPONSE TEXT 	#
Goodbye.	Time for me to go. Goodbye.	Neutral 50	Indeed, the uh... goodbye part of our little chat, then. Uh... Goodbye. Please mind the equations on the floor. 	
 	Hello 	Neutral 50	I come in peace, visitor. Take me to... Oh. That's your line isn't it? 	
 	Hello 	Neutral 50	Yellow. Uh... Hallow. No, wait, uh... oh, hello. Yes, that's it. 	
 	Hello 	Neutral 50	So nice seeing you again - for perhaps the first time. 	
 	NVDLC03SatelliteBark 	Neutral 50	Ah, trying to steal the X-2 Transmitter Array Antenna, are you? You won't succeed, not if my lethal Robo-Scorpions have any say in the matter. 	
 	NVDLC03X13MobiusBark 	Neutral 50	X-13 breached? No... even that stealth suit won't hide you from my Robo-Scorpion army. Sting the intruder, my pets! Sting them until they are stupid. 	
 	NVDLC03X8MobiusBark 	Neutral 50	{Disdain, confusion, then rage} So... you recovered the Sonic Emitter schematics - {to himself} or was it the frequency? No matter. It'll broadcast your screams as my Robo-Scorpions destroy you!{2D}	
== Combat ==
TOPIC	TOPIC TEXT / PROMPT	EMOTION 	RESPONSE TEXT 	#
 	AcceptYield 	Neutral 50	Oh, you didn't mean to do that? Not to worry, all is forgiven, forgotten, and forbidden. 	
 	Assault 	Neutral 50	{Mildly curious, player just punched him} My, is it vivisection time already? 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	AttackinG. With a capital G. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	If a protracted battle is what you desire, so be it. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	I attack you. Oh, yes, attack. You. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	{Disdainful, setting up as a cliche, then goes in a different direction} So, you think you're a match for Science?! {Beat, to himself} You two couldn't possibly have a relationship, you have {emph} nothing in common.	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	You've made Science mad! {Evil laugh} Very mad, indeed. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	You can't avoid the deadly laser sting of Dr. Mobius. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	This is a pre-recorded attack message indicating my desire to commit violence on you. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	Crush them with your pincers! 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	X-42, attack, in the name of Mobius! 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	You won't escape me! 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	Robo-Scorpion, attack! 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	Go, my minion, sting them in the name of all that is Mobius. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	I see you. Now, I end you. 	
 	Attack 	Neutral 50	You're no match for Science! 	
 	AvoidThreat 	Neutral 50	Stored energy combined with light, heat, sound, and pressure. 	
 	AvoidThreat 	Neutral 50	You dare use physics?! Against {emph} me? 	
 	AvoidThreat 	Neutral 50	Explosives? Are you serious? 	
 	AvoidThreat 	Neutral 50	Better get a nuke if you want to hurt my pet. 	
 	AvoidThreat 	Neutral 50	{Bomb flying toward him} Oh, crap. 	
 	AvoidThreat 	Neutral 50	No one told me the target had bomb things! 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	{Thinking, slightly introspective} So that's what being killed feels like. 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	{Says this out loud} Burble... Spark... Burble. And... So... I... Die. 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	You have GOT to be kidding me. 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	There is no way this is happening. 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	My calculations were perfect! There was no other outcome except success! 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	Nooooooo! 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	My Robo-Scorpion! 	
 	Death 	Neutral 50	Ooooooh, you'll pay for this! 	
 	Flee 	Neutral 50	{To himself} Well, I've experimented with a frontal assault long enough. 	
 	Flee 	Neutral 50	Time to debug my tactical routines. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	{Confused} Is that pain I feel? 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	That burns my biogel. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	If I lose another monitor... 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Ha-ha! 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Pitiful. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Looking for a weak spot? There ARE NO WEAK SPOTS. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	You'll never disable me from the monitors around the room. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Let's make this sporting. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Defiant to the end. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Ow! 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Stop that! You'll damage the hull. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Oh, hit my Robo-Scorpion, will you? 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	Destroy this one, I'll make more. 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	<Grunt.> 	
 	Hit 	Neutral 50	<Grunt.> 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	This next attack is just what the doctor ordered. 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	You want POWER? I'll give you POWER. 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	{Makes a SFX} WanWANWan 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	Focus the atomic laser stinger. Full power! 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	Laser stinger - fire! 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	Sting the pest! 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	Laser sting! 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	Feel the full power of my Robo-Scorpion's arsenal. 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	Sting them, my pets! Sting them stupid! 	
 	PowerAttack 	Neutral 50	Activating special attack routine. 	
== Detection ==
TOPIC	TOPIC TEXT / PROMPT	EMOTION 	RESPONSE TEXT 	#
 	AlertIdle 	Neutral 50	{Introspective} Did I imagine all this? {Beat} Just like the tortoises. 	
 	AlertIdle 	Neutral 50	An intruder is here, I'm certain of it. 	
 	AlertIdle 	Neutral 50	Hmmm. 	
 	AlertIdle 	Neutral 50	All right, everyone, calm down. Might have been a blip. 	
 	AlertIdle 	Neutral 50	Are you sure you scanned something? 	
 	AlertToCombat 	Neutral 50	Think you could hide from me? Uh, again? 	
 	AlertToCombat 	Neutral 50	Ah, there's our victim. 	
 	AlertToCombat 	Neutral 50	Eureka! 	
 	AlertToCombat 	Neutral 50	The eye of Mobius sees you! 	
 	AlertToCombat 	Neutral 50	Time for violence. 	
 	AlertToNormal 	Neutral 50	{DUPE, different filter} :: Whistles, as if trying to get someone to come out of hiding. :: 	
 	AlertToNormal 	Neutral 50	:: Whistles, as if trying to get someone to come out of hiding. :: 	
 	CombatToLost 	Neutral 50	By Jove's lugnuts, I need to get this monitor fixed. 	
 	CombatToLost 	Neutral 50	It was just here! Scan for it! 	
 	CombatToLost 	Neutral 50	Radar-scanning. 	
 	CombatToLost 	Neutral 50	Ping, ping, ping. 	
 	CombatToLost 	Neutral 50	What do you mean, you lost him? Look harder! 	
 	CombatToNormal 	Neutral 50	Hmph. Not very sporting. 	
 	CombatToNormal 	Neutral 50	Wait for it to come to you, my pet. 	
 	CombatToNormal 	Neutral 50	Oh, forget this. 	
 	CombatToNormal 	Neutral 50	Not going to waste any more energy cells on this. 	
 	CombatToNormal 	Neutral 50	Let's scuttle off, find something else to sting. 	
 	LostIdle 	Neutral 50	Oh, well. Now I have this adrenaline rush that's going to make me loopy all day. 	
 	LostIdle 	Neutral 50	Go back to patrol, you... piece of junk. 	
 	LostIdle 	Neutral 50	{Impatient} STILL scanning. 	
 	LostIdle 	Neutral 50	{Grumbling} Need to calibrate these Robo-Sensors. 	
 	LostIdle 	Neutral 50	{Grumbling} Should invest in walking eyes. 	
 	LostToCombat 	Neutral 50	Found you! 	
 	LostToCombat 	Neutral 50	Eureka! 	
 	LostToCombat 	Neutral 50	{Smug, evil} Attack routines loading. 	
 	LostToCombat 	Neutral 50	Did you really think you could escape Dr. Mobius? 	
 	LostToCombat 	Neutral 50	{Pleased} Oh, locking on. Good. 	
 	LostToCombat 	Neutral 50	Where the hell did it come from? 	
 	LostToCombat 	Neutral 50	These intruders are getting frustrating. 	
 	LostToNormal 	Neutral 50	Cancel the search routine already. 	
 	LostToNormal 	Neutral 50	Divert power from receptors to mobilizers. 	
 	LostToNormal 	Neutral 50	Back to your patrol routine, Robo-Scorpion. 	
 	NormalToAlert 	Neutral 50	Radar-scan successful. Target... acquired. 	
 	NormalToAlert 	Neutral 50	Corpse-ify the intruder. 	
 	NormalToAlert 	Neutral 50	I sense an intruder. 	
 	NormalToAlert 	Neutral 50	Mobius to Robo-Scorpion: Scan for unconfirmed target. 	
 	NormalToAlert 	Neutral 50	If someone's out there, I, Dr. Mobius wish to say hello to you. 	
 	NormalToAlert 	Neutral 50	Let's be friends, you and I. 	
 	StartCombat 	Neutral 50	Tail locking on! 	
 	StartCombat 	Neutral 50	Prepare to be attacked by Dr. Mobius! 	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	A challenge! 	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	You dare to cross Dr. Mobius! 	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	I will reduce you to atoms! {Correcting, quieter} I mean, a more chaotic, painful array of atoms.	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	You're no match for the power of Mobius! 	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	Feel the wrath of the science of X-42! 	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	Attack! 	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	In the name of Dr. Mobius! 	
 	StartCombatResponse	Neutral 50	Destroy the intruder, my minion! 	
Category:Old World Blues dialogue files
ru:DialogueExportNVDLC03DoctorMobiusLVL.txt