HcLIZ.msg

{{dialoguefile Dialogue for Liz, proprietor of the general store in Broken Hills Downtown.

{100}{}{You see a woman wearing a perpetual scowl.} {101}{}{You see Liz, the manager of the General Store.} {102}{}{You see a middle-aged woman whose scowl has eroded her face. She looks like one of those people who takes a perverse pleasure in a hard life.} {103}{}{Hi. I'm Liz. What do you want?} {104}{}{Now what?} {105}{}{Nggg! Nnnnnng!} {106}{}{Me nget ssssstUFF!} {107}{}{I'd like to buy something.} {108}{}{What can you tell me about this town?} {109}{}{I want to kill something. What's around?} {110}{}{What's up with the guns in your basement?} {111}{}{I understand you have a surplus of weapons. I need some.} {112}{}{Nothing.} {113}{}{Oh, god… another addle-headed mutant baby. When will someone just shoot these things?} {114}{}{Gurgle.} {115}{}{Speak slowly and clearly and I'll see if I can help you.} {116}{}{Nn! Stuff! Me!} {117}{}{Dood bye!} {118}{}{You want to buy something?} {119}{}{Yes!} {120}{}{No no no.} {121}{}{All right. What do you want?} {122}{}{Barter.} {123}{}{Don't forget the service charge.} {124}{}{Tank yoo!} {125}{}{You want to buy something? Fine. This is what I've got.} {126}{}{One other thing...} {127}{}{Thanks. See ya.} {128}{}{It's a boring little mining town filled with all sorts of undesirables. You want a guided tour, talk to Steve or someone.} {129}{}{Wow, a crabby one. I have more questions.} {130}{}{Okay. Bye.} {131}{}{What'd you have in mind for killing?} {132}{}{Radscorpions, rats, that sort of thing.} {133}{}{Oh, the occasional humanoid.} {134}{}{You. Die, bitch.} {135}{}{Bad guys.} {136}{}{No one. Forget it.} {137}{}{Who told you about that?? I mean… of course not! Don't be ridiculous!} {138}{}{Relax. Jacob told me.} {139}{}{Yeah, well, it's all over town and it's an open secret.} {140}{}{Your secret's safe. I got it from a reliable source.} {141}{}{You might try the caves or the area near the homes. I understand there are plenty of monsters there.} {142}{}{Thanks. Bye.} {143}{}{Humanoids, eh? Any humanoids in particular?} {144}{}{Humans.} {145}{}{Ghouls.} {146}{}{Mutants.} {147}{}{Just kidding.} {148}{}{What's your definition of a bad guy?} {149}{}{Anyone I don't like. Humanoids, mostly.} {150}{}{Anyone who gets in my way.} {151}{}{It's a pretty fluid definition.} {152}{}{Oh, well, if you got it from a reliable source, then yeah. Are you going to put an end to the mutants' domination?} {153}{}{Yep.} {154}{}{No.} {155}{}{Then I guess I'd better start cleaning up the loose ends.} {156}{}{-done- } {157}{}{I don't support killin' in this store. Get out.} {158}{}{Yeah, whatever. Bitch.} {159}{}{Ghouls are useful slaves. They ain't got enough minds of their own to be people, but they ain't worth killin', either. I don't support the killin' of ghouls.} {160}{}{Fine. I want something else.} {161}{}{Whatever. Bye.} {162}{}{If you're really interested in killing mutants, maybe you ought to go talk to Jacob the chemist.} {163}{}{Jacob, eh? Will do.} {164}{}{Thought you might be. Now get along.} {165}{}{Sure.} {166}{}{In that case, take the hidden passage in the floor in my room down to the stronghold. I got a small arsenal down there. Git going.} {167}{}{Thanks.} {168}{}{Coincidentally, I got rid of all the guns I had except what you see here. Help you with somethin' else?} {169}{}{Yes.} {170}{}{No.} {171}{}{I ain't sellin' to you. Get out of my store.} {172}{}{-done - } {173}{}{The store is closed. We open at eight.} {174}{}{Hey! Get away from there!} {175}{}{That's it! You asked for it!} {178}{}{I don't care if you got it from God himself! I'm just gonna make damn sure nobody else finds out.} {179}{}{Hey! Don't go down there!} {180}{}{I'm not going to warn you again. Stay away from there!} {181}{}{That's it! Get over here!} {182}{}{What else are you going to bother me with?} {183}{}{Thanks.} {184}{}{[continue]} {185}{}{Hey! Who the hell is out there?} {186}{}{I don't know who you are, but I'm comin' for ya'.}