Add the missing bits to the no-voice version of Mycon, Syreen and Utwig dialogue; correct the misspoken word 'psychically' in the no-voice Arilou version
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@@ -180,7 +180,7 @@ The fate of your world and your heart relate to these matters.
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#(ARILOU_HINTS_3) arilou-021.ogg
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The carnate forces of Ur-Quan and Kohr-Ah are twined about the memory of pain.
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They respond to these words:
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'Hold! What you are doing to us is wrong! Why do you do this thing?'
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`Hold! What you are doing to us is wrong! Why do you do this thing?'
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#(ARILOU_HINTS_4) arilou-022.ogg
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The enemy of your enemy is your friend... at least for a time.
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@@ -355,7 +355,7 @@ The source of the Umgah's compulsion is the Talking Pet you gave the Umgah,
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but now it is intelligent and exhibits strange powers.
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#(BAD_NEWS_ABOUT_TPET) arilou-043.ogg
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That is very bad news. This creature, a super-intelligent, physically coercive creature
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That is very bad news. This creature, a super-intelligent, psychically coercive creature
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is very similar to a race of beings which was thought to have vanished over 20,000 years ago.
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They were called the Dnyarri, and history tells that they ruled a wide region of this galaxy
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for many thousands of years. The Dnyarri were cruel and devious
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@@ -271,6 +271,7 @@ We are the Mycon.
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We are part of Juffo-Wup.
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Juffo-Wup is the hot light in the darkness.
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All else is unfulfilled Void.
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The source of Juffo-Wup is at 629.1, 220.8.
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We are the Mycon.
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#(HELLO_SPACE_2) mycon-044.ogg
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@@ -307,7 +308,7 @@ Heinous fungus! Submit to our will!
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We'll just be going now.
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#(GOODBYE_SUN_DEVICE) mycon-051.ogg
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You are the Non. You must go now, and never return.
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Begone from our special place.
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#(RESPONSE_1) mycon-052.ogg
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This is good.
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@@ -336,7 +337,9 @@ These are the homes of the Deep Children.
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#(HELLO_SUN_DEVICE_WORLD_1) mycon-056.ogg
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This is a special place
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filled with Juffo-Wup.
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We must not allow it to be soiled by the Non.
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But it is not the source.
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Juffo-Wup springs forth from 629.1, 220.8.
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We must not allow this place to be soiled by the Non.
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You must go. Now.
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#(HELLO_SUN_DEVICE_WORLD_2) mycon-057.ogg
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@@ -383,8 +386,10 @@ We have experienced unforeseen delays implanting Deep Children beneath the crust
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However, Juffo-Wup is inevitable. The Deep Children WILL be born.
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#(DIE_THIEF) mycon-062.ogg
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You have taken something from us which we value... which is important to Juffo-Wup.
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Return the Solar Manipulator immediately.
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You have taken something from us which we value
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something which is important to Juffo-Wup.
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We require the Solar Manipulator.
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We will take it back from you now!
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#(DIE_THIEF_AGAIN) mycon-063.ogg
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You have taken something from us which we value... which is important to Juffo-Wup.
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@@ -414,5 +419,6 @@ then you would truly understand Juffo-Wup... become part of Juffo-Wup.
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You WOULD be happier and more fulfilled. Consider our offer.
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#(WONT_FALL_FOR_TRICK) mycon-066.ogg
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This is a special place.
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You must go. Now.
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We do not interpret the will of Juffo-Wup.
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Only the source is so empowered.
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Until instructed otherwise, Juffo-Wup requires that we remain here.
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@@ -251,6 +251,11 @@ What was Syra like?
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#(ABOUT_HOMEWORLD) syreen-022.ogg
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It was our paradise, Captain, our Eden.
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You would call our world Beta Copernicus I... we called it Syra.
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You may wonder about our relationship with the Mycon, who now control that area of space.
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When we lived on Syra, their sphere of influence was much smaller.
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We never laid eyes on a Mycon until we met them in combat during the War.
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But back to our beloved Syra.
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Earth is the only world we know of whose variety and richness of life even comes close to Syra.
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Again, like so many other things about our two species, our worlds were very much the same
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at least before you began encasing yours in concrete and plastic.
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@@ -658,7 +663,9 @@ Then stop wasting your lips on words, you silly fool
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and come here!...
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#(LATER) syreen-069.ogg
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(...several hours later...)
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(...later...)
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(...much later...)
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(...quite a good bit later...)
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#(SEX_GOODBYE) syreen-070.ogg
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Goodbye Captain, darling... we each have our jobs to do
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@@ -306,9 +306,10 @@ Even the most fundamental fixtures were committed to this irreversible fate.
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The Mask of Natural Bodily Excretions once hung in every lavatory!
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Most of the public facilities have removed the disposable mask dispensers
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but every once in a while I still see such a repository... always empty.
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*Sigh*. At that time, many suggested that we use the Precursor relic as a form of self punishment.
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In despair, we gave the broken device to our allies, the Supox, who live at Beta Librae.
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We just couldn't stand to look at it any longer.
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At that time, many suggested that we use the Precursor relic as a form of self punishment.
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The proposal was that we collectively go to the second moon of the sixth planet of Zeta Hyades
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(at coordinates 850.3, 937.2)
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and use the ancient planeteering device to end our existence.
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After much discussion, we decided that we deserved to suffer.
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We can use the Bomb if we ever decide the time is right
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@@ -382,7 +383,18 @@ We now terminate communication in a civil, yet efficient manner.
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As do we. Go now with neither malice nor joy.
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#(TOO_LATE) utwig-040.ogg
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It is too late.
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BUT WAIT!!
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The Ultron moans and hums! Matters of significance are being relayed to our brains.
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It has been so long since we communicated with the Ultimate in such a manner
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but slowly, the truth is revealed!!...
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Something dire is afoot in the galaxy
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The Kohr-Ah, the dark cousins of the Ur-Quan, have won their Doctrinal Conflict
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and are even now moving through the stars on a mission of universal genocide.
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The Ultron reveals that our participation is required to stop the Kohr-Ah
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before they destroy all life in this part of the galaxy.
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We will grant you the boon of our nigh invincible Jugger starship designs
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as well as a supply of trained starship commanders.
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If our allies, the Supox, are still alive, I am certain they will give you the same assistance.
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#(name_1)
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The New Alliance of Free Stars
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@@ -429,6 +441,12 @@ YOU!...
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We attack... YOUR ENEMIES... the Ur-Quan and the Kohr-Ah!...
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...no, that's not quite right either... what? Oh, okay.
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We must strike ONLY the black ships... only the Kohr-Ah!
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IN ADDITION! We will grant you the boon of our Jugger starship designs
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as well as a supply of trained starship commanders.
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Our Juggers are nigh invincible!
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I can also say with certainty that our allies, the Supox, will give you the same assistance.
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Together, we shall defeat the Kohr-Ah!... or at least provide you with a few more months
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to find a more permanent solution.
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Now, Captain, we must leave to prepare our battle fleets. Wish us luck!
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#(whats_up_after_space)
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@@ -700,8 +718,13 @@ Just so. The Ultron has hummed its assent.
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Take possession of four of our Jugger craft this instant!
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#(NO_ULTRON_AT_BOMB) utwig-074.ogg
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We are the stewards of the Bomb.
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Taunting us buys you nothing. Go now!
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Foolish tricksters! Don't you know the Druuge tried that ploy on us just a few days ago?
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You say you have the Ultron, that you wish to return it to us... LIES!
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The moment our back is turned, you will sneak down to the surface of this world
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and deprive us of our destructive device of dignity.
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If you truly had our Ultron, repaired to its state of perfection
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you would surely take it to the Proctors at our homeworld at Beta Aquarii.
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Speak no more of this subject.
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#(OUT_TAKES) utwig-075.ogg
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Hello again, heroic humanoid!
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