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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Changes towards version 0.7:
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- Added the missing bits to the no-voice versions of Mycon, Syreen and
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Utwig dialogue (bug #327) - Alex
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- Syreen dialog tree no longer resets after visiting the Syreen Vault
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for the very first time (bug #891) - Alex
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- Fixed lander report at the Syreen Vault inconsistency (bug #1121) - Alex
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comm.arilou.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/arilou/arilou.txt:addons/3dovoice/arilou/:addons/3dovoice/arilou/arilou.ts
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comm.arilou.dialogue = CONVERSATION:addons/3dovoice/arilou/arilou.txt:addons/3dovoice/arilou/:addons/3dovoice/arilou/arilou.ts
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comm.chmmr.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/chmmr/chmmr.txt:addons/3dovoice/chmmr/:addons/3dovoice/chmmr/chmmr.ts
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comm.commander.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/commander/commander.txt:addons/3dovoice/commander/:addons/3dovoice/commander/commander.ts
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comm.druuge.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/druuge/druuge.txt:addons/3dovoice/druuge/:addons/3dovoice/druuge/druuge.ts
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comm.ilwrath.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/ilwrath/ilwrath.txt:addons/3dovoice/ilwrath/:addons/3dovoice/ilwrath/ilwrath.ts
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comm.kohrah.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/kohrah/kohrah.txt:addons/3dovoice/kohrah/:addons/3dovoice/kohrah/kohrah.ts
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comm.melnorme.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/melnorme/melnorme.txt:addons/3dovoice/melnorme/:addons/3dovoice/melnorme/melnorme.ts
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comm.mycon.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/mycon/mycon.txt:addons/3dovoice/mycon/:addons/3dovoice/mycon/mycon.ts
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comm.mycon.dialogue = CONVERSATION:addons/3dovoice/mycon/mycon.txt:addons/3dovoice/mycon/:addons/3dovoice/mycon/mycon.ts
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comm.orz.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/orz/orz.txt:addons/3dovoice/orz/:addons/3dovoice/orz/orz.ts
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comm.pkunk.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/pkunk/pkunk.txt:addons/3dovoice/pkunk/:addons/3dovoice/pkunk/pkunk.ts
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comm.probe.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/probe/probe.txt:addons/3dovoice/probe/:addons/3dovoice/probe/probe.ts
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comm.spathi.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/spathi/spathi.txt:addons/3dovoice/spathi/:addons/3dovoice/spathi/spathi.ts
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comm.starbase.dialogue = CONVERSATION:addons/3dovoice/starbase/starbase.txt:addons/3dovoice/starbase/:addons/3dovoice/starbase/starbase.ts
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comm.supox.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/supox/supox.txt:addons/3dovoice/supox/:addons/3dovoice/supox/supox.ts
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comm.syreen.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/syreen/syreen.txt:addons/3dovoice/syreen/:addons/3dovoice/syreen/syreen.ts
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comm.syreen.dialogue = CONVERSATION:addons/3dovoice/syreen/syreen.txt:addons/3dovoice/syreen/:addons/3dovoice/syreen/syreen.ts
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comm.talkingpet.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/talkingpet/talkingpet.txt:addons/3dovoice/talkingpet/:addons/3dovoice/talkingpet/talkingpet.ts
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comm.thraddash.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/thraddash/thraddash.txt:addons/3dovoice/thraddash/:addons/3dovoice/thraddash/thraddash.ts
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comm.umgah.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/umgah/umgah.txt:addons/3dovoice/umgah/:addons/3dovoice/umgah/umgah.ts
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comm.urquan.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/urquan/urquan.txt:addons/3dovoice/urquan/:addons/3dovoice/urquan/urquan.ts
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comm.utwig.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/utwig/utwig.txt:addons/3dovoice/utwig/:addons/3dovoice/utwig/utwig.ts
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comm.utwig.dialogue = CONVERSATION:addons/3dovoice/utwig/utwig.txt:addons/3dovoice/utwig/:addons/3dovoice/utwig/utwig.ts
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comm.vux.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/vux/vux.txt:addons/3dovoice/vux/:addons/3dovoice/vux/vux.ts
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comm.yehat.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/yehat/yehat.txt:addons/3dovoice/yehat/:addons/3dovoice/yehat/yehat.ts
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comm.yehat.rebel.dialogue = CONVERSATION:base/comm/yehatrebels/yehatrebels.txt:addons/3dovoice/yehatrebels/:addons/3dovoice/yehatrebels/yehatrebels.ts
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#(INIT_HELLO) arilou-000.ogg
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Hello my little one. I am so pleased to see you!
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You have done well for yourself.
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It is gratifying.
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#(confused_by_hello)
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You sound as if you know me. Have we met?
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#(CONFUSED_RESPONSE) arilou-001.ogg
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I forget myself. Of course you don't know me. You are from Unzervalt, not Earth.
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We are, however, how shall I say, related.
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It has been many of your years since I have been to our planet Earth.
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We are known among your kind by many names... some of them flattering, some of them not.
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The one we use most often was given to us by the children of the Celts. A wonderful culture!
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They called us the Arilou... the Arilou Lalee'lay.
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More recently we were part of the Alliance of Free Stars, along with your kind
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until we decided to return to our own....oh, how would you say... reality
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when it became clear that your people would be safe enough under the Ur-Quan slave shield.
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#(happy_by_hello)
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I know who you are! You're Arilou!! We've wondered what happened to your people for a long time.
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#(HAPPY_RESPONSE) arilou-002.ogg
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You are very clever!
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Yes, I am Arilou Lalee'lay and I suppose it has been a very long time since you've met one of my kind.
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I imagine you humans are still very short lived. How sad.
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Ah well. To answer your question, we chose to cease our efforts with the Alliance of Free Stars
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when it seemed that there was no longer any threat to our Earthlings.
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I am pleased to see that you, from outside the slave shield, survived. You seem healthy.
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#(miffed_by_hello)
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I'll be. It's the Arilou. Why the hell did you run out on the Alliance of Free Stars? What happened?
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#(MIFFED_RESPONSE) arilou-003.ogg
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You're annoyed. How interesting.
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It has been so long since I dealt with Humans. I had forgotten what it was like.
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Now let's see, how shall I best appease you? Yes, if I remember, an honest answer would help.
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We didn't exactly 'run out' on the Alliance.
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We chose to leave when there was no longer a reason to stay.
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You humans seemed safe enough under the Ur-Quan slave shield.
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In fact, we rather liked the idea and wished we had thought of it ourselves.
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For your safety of course.
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#(FRIENDLY_SPACE_HELLO_1) arilou-004.ogg
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Ah... our human friend. Please, let us chat a while.
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It has been so many years since I last visited your Earth
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so long since I glided across your open fields under the light of a full moon.
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Tell me of Earth. Tell me what I have... oh, I forget myself... how silly.
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You were born on the distant world Unzervalt.
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I have visited there much more recently.
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#(FRIENDLY_SPACE_HELLO_2) arilou-005.ogg
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Hello my clever child. We have met again and I am pleased.
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Your people are so beautiful... so unspoiled.
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Your instincts are like perfume... your motives a shimmering crystal.
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#(FRIENDLY_SPACE_HELLO_3) arilou-006.ogg
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Last night as you slept, I touched your face and you smiled!...
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but now you frown. A pity. Smiling is healthier.
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#(FRIENDLY_SPACE_HELLO_4) arilou-007.ogg
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Did you desire this meeting, Captain, or did we?
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#(FRDLY_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_1) arilou-008.ogg
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Ha-ha! Our clever ward has found our nook in *time*!
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You are the first, brave human! No others have made the trip.
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This is our homeworld, Falayalaralfali, nestled safe in this TrueSpace eddy.
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The portal you passed through is a rarity, a natural point of interdimensional fatigue.
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We use these phenomena to speed our transit through the realities.
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We are wondering, have you met with the Umgah recently?
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We entrusted an injured Talking Pet into their care
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and we were curious about its progress.
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#(FRDLY_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_2) arilou-009.ogg
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Welcome back to Falayalaralfali, Captain.
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Perhaps, in the fullness of time we will let you visit the surface of our world.
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There are many beauties here unmatched anywhere... the Mountain Clouds of Thought
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the Tangible Wish... the Dark. Unfortunately, you are not yet... acclimated.
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Premature exposure to these would render you... numb.
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#(FRDLY_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_3) arilou-010.ogg
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Hello. We are pleased to see you again. Have you any numbness yet?
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Good. It should be too soon for that. Too soon by far.
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#(FRDLY_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_4) arilou-011.ogg
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Yes, Captain? What can the Arilou Lalee'lay of Falayalaralfali do for you this day?
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#(whats_up_1)
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What exactly IS your connection with Earth and Humans, anyway?
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#(whats_up_2)
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I'm still confused about our relationship. Please elaborate.
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#(GENERAL_INFO_1) arilou-012.ogg
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You are curious. That is a promising quality.
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How can I describe our relation to Humans?...
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Never doubt our motives, Captain. Your well-being is of paramount concern to every Arilou.
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Surely you know, that it was the day after Humanity joined the Alliance Of Free Stars
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that we appeared in the open for the first time. This was no coincidence.
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We wanted to protect you. Once we saw that you were...well, safe
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we decided to tend to other business for a short while.
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Believe me, Captain, we have known each other for a very long time.
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You might even say that we knew the first human.
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#(GENERAL_INFO_2) arilou-013.ogg
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You have painted our pictures on cave walls, erected standing stones and pyramids for us.
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You have wondered at our signs to each other in your wheat fields
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and written books about our more personal endeavors
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when we allowed you to recall our examinations.
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We have a history together, Captain, and you have come a long way.
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But I must tread carefully. You are not ready for everything
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and I fear that you would not understand what was best for you.
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#(GENERAL_INFO_3) arilou-014.ogg
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As you know, we never revealed where in the galaxy one could find our homeworld.
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There was a good reason. We are not from your space, or your... *time*.
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Some of your more broad thinkers refer to such realms as other dimensions.
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Though trivialized, this is a suitable metaphor for your intellect.
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Perhaps you know of the Orz. Like us, they are dimensional travellers
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but that is where our similarity ends.
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Do not trust the Orz, my Human Captain. They are dangerous.
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But as to your question... our relationship
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To call our interaction with your kind an experiment would be much too simple and impersonal.
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Let us just say that we have a vested interest in your... development.
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You are one of our... extended family, just as other sentients in other dimensions
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have their extended families.
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We are proud of you as you would be of your children, and some day
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well, I have said too much already.
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#(GENERAL_INFO_4) arilou-015.ogg
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You already know more than is appropriate. In fact, you may represent an unfortunate complication.
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You have been in the stars for much time. Do you seek the doorway, or are you just passing through?
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Remember, you can only go over naturally for the three days it is open.
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How to find it? Look on your starmap from 17 through 20. The variable star shall be your guide.
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#(why_you_here)
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What are you doing here, in this region of space?
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#(LEARN_THINGS) arilou-016.ogg
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We are many places, at many *times*. This place is an easy place... one of the ten easy places.
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At different times, we explore different easy places. That is our way.
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Oh! I can see from the look in your eyes that I have confused you. I am silly.
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Please disregard my words.
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#(what_things)
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What are you exploring for in these `easy places'?
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#(THESE_THINGS) arilou-017.ogg
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We seek to trap *Nnngn*, but they dart and leap.
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YOU cannot trap *Nnngn*... do not even try.
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I do not think you can even touch them; you are not quite solid enough.
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#(why_do_it)
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Okay, you trap these nungy things. Then what?
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#(DO_IT_BECAUSE) arilou-018.ogg
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Why we let them go, of course! *Nnngn* do not like to be confined!
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Captain, these things we talk about... they are unimportant to you... they are as dreams.
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Our words should address your universe... not ours.
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#(give_me_info_1)
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We still struggle against the Ur-Quan. Can you help us?
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#(ARILOU_HINTS_1) arilou-019.ogg
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With ships and weapons... blood and bones... no.
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Too many shipmates were forcibly... discorporated.. in the last conflict.
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Our cooperation is not necessary. You are the focus.
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However, knowledge transcends reality perimeters, and this we can share with you.
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An example: to discover the nature of the red probes
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seek creatures who inhabit a world with no surface.
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#(give_me_info_2)
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Can you give us any more information?
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#(ARILOU_HINTS_2) arilou-020.ogg
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The Mycon change and reform worlds with their Deep Children.
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These changes affect others unfortunately.
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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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#(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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#(bye_friendly_space)
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Goodbye Arilou.
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#(GOODBYE_FRIENDLY_SPACE) arilou-023.ogg
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Farewell child.
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#(GOT_PART_YET_1) arilou-024.ogg
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The prospect of sharing the easy way with you excites us.
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If you have found the Ur-Quan Warp Pod, this prospect can be made a reality.
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#(GOT_PART_YET_2) arilou-025.ogg
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We are so eager to give you our means to traverse reality.
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Have you obtained the Warp Pod yet?
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#(INIT_ANGRY_HWLD_HELLO) arilou-026.ogg
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You have found our world. We did not see this
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and now it is too late to adjust without damage
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but perhaps the situation can be resolved in another way.
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The answer lies within your next statement.
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#(invaders_from_mars)
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You guys are like... invaders from Mars! Weird evil monsters!
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#(HAD_OUR_REASONS) arilou-027.ogg
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No. We seek not to invade, but to pervade. There is a difference.
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Your stories of evil creatures... these are just... side effects.
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Pay them no heed.
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#(bug_eyed_fruitcakes)
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No-no-no-no-no! I'll stop you! You bug-eyed fruitcakes have mutilated your last cow!
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#(WE_NEVER_FRIENDS) arilou-028.ogg
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We have sought amiable companionship with you, Captain
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when we just as easily could have performed such experiments on you.
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We shall not fight with our children. Goodbye.
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#(ok_lets_be_friends)
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Look, I'm sorry. I made some mistakes. We need you as allies, not as enemies.
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#(NO_ALLY_BUT_MUCH_GIVE) arilou-029.ogg
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We have never been your enemy, though your people may once have thought so.
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But we are also not your ally. That would require a degree of involvement in this *time*
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which is not presently permissible.
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For now, we are simply your friends... who have much to give.
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#(why_should_i_trust)
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Why should I trust you? You did funny things to that horror writer a while ago, right?
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#(TRUST_BECAUSE) arilou-030.ogg
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We do many things, few of them funny... at least by our standards.
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You do not, CANNOT understand some of what we do, or why.
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Therefore, it may be best if you simply consider us... quirky.
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#(what_about_interference)
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What gives your people the right to interfere with mine?
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#(INTERFERENCE_NECESSARY) arilou-031.ogg
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What gives you the right to move, the right to fall?
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Some acts are motivated, others are automatic.
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Do not presume that you can decide which is which for anyone but yourself
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or you will be... disappointed.
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#(i_just_like_to_leave)
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Ok, fine, whatever. Just let me leave now, okay?
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#(SORRY_NO_LEAVE) arilou-032.ogg
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This matter must be resolved, or many event strands will grow... more complicated.
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Your presence is required.
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#(what_about_war)
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So what DID happen at the end of the War?
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#(ABOUT_WAR) arilou-033.ogg
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Forgive us if we forget the importance you attach to such events as this.
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Our... context, is infinitely broader than yours in scope, both in space and *time*.
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Nevertheless, to please you I shall try to recall.
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Yes, now I remember. Here is the sequence:
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The Ur-Quan fleets have moved through your solar system and you are defeated.
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Your people make the choice not to fight with and for the Ur-Quan.
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A shield is cast about your world. Your people are now safe. This makes us happy.
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The Armada departs your star system and moves toward the remaining Alliance members
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ourselves, the Syreen, the Yehat and their adopted Shofixti.
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The Yehat and Shofixti withdraw to Delta Gorno, but they do not permit the Syreen to follow.
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We are content with the flow of events and leave the area to return here.
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From our perspective, this sequence of events ends here.
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#(what_about_urquan)
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Well what about the Ur-Quan? What are they up to?
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#(ABOUT_URQUAN) arilou-034.ogg
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Soon after the Ur-Quan defeated the Yehat and imprisoned the Syreen in Betelgeuse
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their siblings arrived to initiate the Doctrinal Conflict.
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This battle continues as we speak.
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#(best_if_i_killed_you)
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I think it would be best if I killed you now.
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#(WICKED_HUMAN) arilou-035.ogg
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Instinct. Instinct. Instinct. Always the instinct.
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#(what_did_on_earth)
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What, exactly, have you been doing on Earth?
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#(DID_THIS) arilou-036.ogg
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You desire honesty. It is given.
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We have visited your world for many thousands of years into your species' past.
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We have changed things... made modifications.
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#(why_did_this)
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What did you change and modify on Earth, AND WHY?!
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#(IDF_PARASITES) arilou-037.ogg
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Our motives are multiple, our desires complex.
|
||||
Part of what we do on Earth is for your own protection.
|
||||
There are parasites. Creatures who dwell Beyond.
|
||||
They have names, but you do not know them. They would like to find you
|
||||
but they are blind to your presence... unless you show yourselves.
|
||||
The Androsynth showed themselves, and something noticed them.
|
||||
There are no more Androsynth now. Only Orz.
|
||||
|
||||
#(tell_more)
|
||||
This sounds creepy. Please go on.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NOT_NOW) arilou-038.ogg
|
||||
No. In a way, ignorance is your armor, your best protection.
|
||||
They cannot see you now. They cannot smell you.
|
||||
Much of our work with your people involved making you invisible... changing your smell.
|
||||
If I tell you more, you will look where you could never look before
|
||||
and while you are looking you can and will be seen.
|
||||
You do not want to be seen.
|
||||
|
||||
#(umgah_acting_weird)
|
||||
We have met the Umgah, and they are acting extremely weird, like zombie-blobbies!
|
||||
|
||||
#(learned_about_umgah)
|
||||
Have you learned anything about the Umgah yet?
|
||||
|
||||
#(WELL_GO_CHECK) arilou-039.ogg
|
||||
Hmmm... this is disturbing news. They are normally rambunctious to an extreme.
|
||||
We will send ships to Umgah space to investigate.
|
||||
We should have some answers in a few days time.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NO_NEWS_YET) arilou-040.ogg
|
||||
Our exploration skiffs have not returned. We are concerned.
|
||||
Perhaps if you ask later, we will know then.
|
||||
|
||||
#(UMGAH_UNDER_COMPULSION) arilou-041.ogg
|
||||
We have discovered something strange and frightening about the Umgah
|
||||
When we approached their vessels, we were instantly attacked
|
||||
and the Umgah made no attempts to contact our ships or respond to our hails.
|
||||
Using our own psionic sensitivities, we determined that they are under some form of psychic compulsion.
|
||||
The source of psionic control commands appears to be Beta Orionis, the Umgah's home star.
|
||||
We sent vessels to investigate this location, but none have returned... we fear they are destroyed.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_do_now)
|
||||
So what can we do about the psychically zombified blobbies?
|
||||
|
||||
#(GO_FIND_OUT) arilou-042.ogg
|
||||
We have had no success with our own investigations.
|
||||
Whatever controls the Umgah is a threat, but we seem unprepared to deal with it.
|
||||
Perhaps you and your crew are better suited to this mission.
|
||||
If you choose to go to Beta Orionis, take care, child.
|
||||
Whatever controls the Umgah now knows of our presence
|
||||
and it may take measures against us.
|
||||
|
||||
#(tell_arilou_about_tpet)
|
||||
The source of the Umgah's compulsion is the Talking Pet you gave the Umgah,
|
||||
but now it is intelligent and exhibits strange powers.
|
||||
|
||||
#(BAD_NEWS_ABOUT_TPET) arilou-043.ogg
|
||||
That is very bad news. This creature, a super-intelligent, physically coercive creature
|
||||
is very similar to a race of beings which was thought to have vanished over 20,000 years ago.
|
||||
They were called the Dnyarri, and history tells that they ruled a wide region of this galaxy
|
||||
for many thousands of years. The Dnyarri were cruel and devious
|
||||
and when they were finally overthrown by one of their slave-races
|
||||
they were supposedly exterminated.
|
||||
Perhaps this Talking Pet is the degenerate product of the Dnyarri.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_do_about_tpet)
|
||||
So what should we do about this Dnyarri creature?
|
||||
|
||||
#(DANGEROUS_BUT_USEFUL) arilou-044.ogg
|
||||
The Dnyarri were the most inimical race this galaxy has known.
|
||||
In other dimensions, other *times*, there are far, far worse beings
|
||||
but they do not threaten you at the present time.
|
||||
During their reign, the Dnyarri possessed absolute power over all intelligent species in this region.
|
||||
They used their slaves for all menial tasks and many forms of depraved entertainment.
|
||||
If the Talking Pet we gave to the Umgah has attained the coercive abilities of its ancestors
|
||||
we must assume that other Talking Pets can do likewise.
|
||||
Therefore the creature must be considered the most dangerous being in the galaxy.
|
||||
Its destruction is necessary... unless
|
||||
you can find some way to gain control over the creature!
|
||||
If you could do this you would have a powerful weapon against the Ur-Quan.
|
||||
Of course, if you made one mistake, you would be the Dnyarri's slave forever.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_give_me)
|
||||
You said you had much to give my people. Can you be more specific?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_PORTAL) arilou-045.ogg
|
||||
As you know, we live in a dimension adjacent to HyperSpace which we call QuasiSpace.
|
||||
Our ships move between these dimensions through weaknesses in the inter-dimensional fabric.
|
||||
Although many such weaknesses, or Portals, exist which lead from our dimension, QuasiSpace
|
||||
to various locations in HyperSpace, there is only one naturally occurring Portal
|
||||
which will transport a ship from HyperSpace to QuasiSpace.
|
||||
We therefore find it convenient to generate our own Portals artificially
|
||||
with focused dimensional fatigue rays.
|
||||
As a sign of our long-standing relationship with your species
|
||||
we would happily fit your vessel with a Portal Spawner of its own
|
||||
but your ship is so massive, our units would be ineffective. However
|
||||
we suspect you may find a sufficiently powerful warp pod, the key element in a Portal Spawner
|
||||
in the wreck of the Ur-Quan Dreadnought on the seventh world at Alpha Pavonis.
|
||||
Bring that warp pod back here, and we will prepare a Portal Spawner for your vessel.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_tpet)
|
||||
You mentioned a Talking Pet. How did you find one?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_TPET) arilou-046.ogg
|
||||
We are an endlessly curious species, and we spend much of our time on
|
||||
how should I say, reconnaissance missions.
|
||||
During one such trip, we witnessed the crash landing of an Ur-Quan Dreadnought
|
||||
on the surface of Alpha Pavonis VII.
|
||||
Normally, when an Ur-Quan vessel is disabled, it automatically engages self-annihilation circuits
|
||||
to prevent other species from learning the Ur-Quan's technological secrets.
|
||||
In this case, however, these circuits must have failed. The Dreadnought did not disintegrate on impact.
|
||||
We landed to explore the wreckage, and were amazed to find a survivor... a Talking Pet!
|
||||
As you may know, the Ur-Quan use these non-sentient creatures for the task of inter-species translation
|
||||
a task the Ur-Quan find ultimately demeaning.
|
||||
The Talking Pet was severely injured, and we did what we could for the poor creature
|
||||
but it grew clear that without superior measures, the Talking Pet would die.
|
||||
We turned to the Umgah, whom we have known for many centuries.
|
||||
Their bioscience skills are far superior to our own.
|
||||
The Umgah promised to do what they could, and let us know how the Pet fared.
|
||||
We have not heard from the Umgah since.
|
||||
Perhaps, if you are travelling through their stars, you can ask them for us.
|
||||
|
||||
#(about_portal_again)
|
||||
Can you tell me about that Portal Spawner thing again?
|
||||
|
||||
#(PORTAL_AGAIN) arilou-047.ogg
|
||||
Certainly. As a sign of our long-standing friendship with your species
|
||||
we would be happy to fit your vessel with a Portal Spawner
|
||||
allowing you to jump from place to place in HyperSpace, without travelling the intervening distance.
|
||||
However, your ship is so massive, our normal warp pod units are insufficient
|
||||
but you will find a sufficiently powerful warp pod in the wreck of the Ur-Quan Dreadnought
|
||||
on Alpha Pavonis VII. Bring that warp pod back here, and we will prepare a Portal Spawner for your vessel.
|
||||
|
||||
#(got_it)
|
||||
I have obtained the Warp Pod unit from the Ur-Quan wreck.
|
||||
|
||||
#(CLEVER_HUMAN) arilou-048.ogg
|
||||
What a surprise!
|
||||
As we have always said, Humans are a MOST resourceful and clever species.
|
||||
We are so proud of you! But don't worry that you shall have to wait.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GIVE_PORTAL) arilou-049.ogg
|
||||
We are prepared. Even now our technical personnel are equipping your ship
|
||||
with a custom version of our Portal Spawner device.
|
||||
The device is useable only in HyperSpace. Whenever it is activated
|
||||
the Spawner will focus several inter-dimensional fatigue beams adjacent to your vessel
|
||||
opening a temporary hole into QuasiSpace. Move quickly through the Portal!
|
||||
After your ship has passed into QuasiSpace, you can choose any of the nearby Portals
|
||||
which lead back to HyperSpace, thus saving you needless transit time.
|
||||
Be keenly aware of this fact! The Spawner requires a great deal of energy to function.
|
||||
We estimate that each time you use the device, it will consume ten of your fuel units.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_friendly_homeworld)
|
||||
Goodbye my Arilou friends.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_FRDLY_HOMEWORLD) arilou-050.ogg
|
||||
Goodbye clever child.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_GOODBYE_1) arilou-051.ogg
|
||||
We have said all there is to be said.
|
||||
We would prefer your immediate departure, but are prepared for your attack.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_GOODBYE_2) arilou-052.ogg
|
||||
Your behavior is clearly inimical. We resist discorporation.
|
||||
Further contact between ourselves is pointless.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_GOODBYE_3) arilou-053.ogg
|
||||
Seek death in other corners. Leave us.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_GOODBYE_4) arilou-054.ogg
|
||||
Seek death in other corners. Leave us.
|
||||
|
||||
#(ANGRY_SPACE_HELLO_1) arilou-055.ogg
|
||||
We cannot fathom your reason, therefore you must be acting upon simple instinct.
|
||||
Perhaps this is our fault. We have always loved instinct
|
||||
even though we possess none ourselves.
|
||||
Do you have too much instinct, human? Does your species? We shall see.
|
||||
|
||||
#(ANGRY_SPACE_HELLO_2) arilou-056.ogg
|
||||
Human. You flail at the wind. Cease your violence.
|
||||
Would you hurt your pet? Your child? Your beast?
|
||||
Please... rethink your posture.
|
||||
|
||||
#(lets_fight)
|
||||
C'mon, let's fight... Freak Face!
|
||||
|
||||
#(NO_FIGHT) arilou-057.ogg
|
||||
We will never choose to fight you, child.
|
||||
|
||||
#(im_sorry)
|
||||
Aughhh! I am sorry! WHAT WAS I THINKING?!!
|
||||
|
||||
#(APOLOGIZE_AT_HOMEWORLD) arilou-058.ogg
|
||||
If you wish to make atonement... seek a strangely shaped rock or plant.
|
||||
However, should you wish to change the nature of our relationship
|
||||
seek the Arilou in QuasiSpace. You can make the transit at 43.8 : 637.2
|
||||
but only when the door is open.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_angry_space)
|
||||
G'bye.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_ANGRY_SPACE) arilou-059.ogg
|
||||
When you have resolved your conflict, we shall speak again.
|
||||
|
||||
#(OUT_TAKES) arilou-060.ogg
|
||||
Do you really believe Project Bluebook revealed EVERYTHING the Army Air Corps knew?
|
||||
Do you know what REALLY happened at Roswell, New Mexico in the late 1940's?
|
||||
Have you even heard about the Men in Black?
|
||||
Do you have any friends who have `missing days'?
|
||||
Do you sleep with your window unlocked?
|
||||
Be seeing you...
|
||||
|
||||
@@ -0,0 +1,418 @@
|
||||
#(TELL_US_ABOUT_WORLD) mycon-000.ogg
|
||||
Your suggestion is appropriate.
|
||||
Acceptable new worlds are a priority for the rapid and complete spread of Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
We wish to know more for our suitability assessment.
|
||||
Tell us of this world.
|
||||
|
||||
#(BYE_AND_DIE_HOMEWORLD) mycon-001.ogg
|
||||
You impede the flow of Juffo-Wup through the Universe.
|
||||
We will now remove this clog.
|
||||
We will now aid Juffo-Wup by eliminating you!
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_1) mycon-002.ogg
|
||||
A single spore lands, finds nourishment in decay and soon attains maturity..
|
||||
In turn it exhales a cloud of new life, a thousand spores, each lands, finds nourishment in decay
|
||||
so progresses Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_2) mycon-003.ogg
|
||||
Our bodies seethe with the passion of our genes.
|
||||
A thousand of your species do not possess the richness in one of my cells.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_3) mycon-004.ogg
|
||||
I fill with my parents' parents' parents' parents' parents
|
||||
I am they -- and they are us. Then, and now.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_4) mycon-005.ogg
|
||||
The Deep Children are part of Juffo-Wup -- home builders.
|
||||
The dwellers in the Mohorovichic.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_5) mycon-006.ogg
|
||||
I am Dugee
|
||||
I am the purity monitor
|
||||
I choose what buds are permitted to mature
|
||||
and which must be eradicated.
|
||||
I died of general misfunction 57,283 years ago.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_6) mycon-007.ogg
|
||||
A cold rock, spinning silently in the Void, a womb for the Children.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_7) mycon-008.ogg
|
||||
Pulsing hot liquid flows through my outstretched tendrils, sending thrills into my interior.
|
||||
The moment has come. I swell and burst.
|
||||
Above me a cloud of whispering life whirls through the air.
|
||||
I am content.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_8) mycon-009.ogg
|
||||
The Juffo-Wup is strong in this place.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_9) mycon-010.ogg
|
||||
Your simple sexual process produces random mosaics of genetic instructions
|
||||
yet with the simplicity of breath, I modify my own patterns.
|
||||
You humans improve a tool and double your capabilities.
|
||||
We Mycon improve ourselves and increase a thousand-fold.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_10) mycon-011.ogg
|
||||
The Deep Children!
|
||||
Spears of light in the darkness!
|
||||
Their discarded husks speak of joy to come.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_11) mycon-012.ogg
|
||||
I have chosen my offsprings' memories carefully from my set of remembrances
|
||||
the sweet and warm times of my existence and those of my parents' parents' parents
|
||||
the bits of a million lifetimes coalesced into a birth gift of complete awareness.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_12) mycon-013.ogg
|
||||
In the dark they grow, the deep fire feeds the Children.
|
||||
Their birth breathes warmth across a cold world.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_13) mycon-014.ogg
|
||||
`...the system requires more energy. A convenient source lies beneath the crust...'
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_14) mycon-015.ogg
|
||||
We look to Juffo-Wup for direction, and it provides the pattern
|
||||
endless expansion with purity of achievement and intolerance of error.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_15) mycon-016.ogg
|
||||
I am Shloosh
|
||||
I was incinerated fourteen thousand Earth years ago
|
||||
I live now, for but a moment
|
||||
and then, I am gone.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_16) mycon-017.ogg
|
||||
`...incorporation of dense amphibole fibers ensure survival in environmental extremes...'
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_17) mycon-018.ogg
|
||||
I yearn for magma
|
||||
the flowing warm basalts
|
||||
the red glow of the lava pools.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_18) mycon-019.ogg
|
||||
When we encounter the Non, we must absorb the Non or reject the Non so that it is no longer Non.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_19) mycon-020.ogg
|
||||
`...entry of noise into the signal is unavoidable. We must include a filtering mechanism...'
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_20) mycon-021.ogg
|
||||
Cessation of an individual is unavoidable
|
||||
a consequence of existence
|
||||
yet with the birth of life, individuality is transferred in part
|
||||
and may occasionally gain dominance for an interval
|
||||
achieving a kind of shared immortality.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_21) mycon-022.ogg
|
||||
`...Survival is a priority. Expansion is a priority. Processing is a priority...'
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_22) mycon-023.ogg
|
||||
Juffo-Wup acknowledges the existence of un-Voidable Non
|
||||
when we are faced with such, we join, absorb and wait for our opportunity
|
||||
to learn the weakness that will allow us to Void the Non.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_23) mycon-024.ogg
|
||||
At times, I meet another, who shares with me the life of a parent inside the mind
|
||||
and if we speak this fragment becomes predominant in the both of us
|
||||
and self meets self with occasionally enlightening results.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_24) mycon-025.ogg
|
||||
The Podships thrum with the plasma containment field
|
||||
whose offspring seek to transform the Non to Void
|
||||
the fields grow tighter, and tighter
|
||||
the bass rumble of the generators rises gradually to a high burning scream
|
||||
sudden silence and a flash of light announce release
|
||||
the hot pulsing subsides slowly.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_25) mycon-026.ogg
|
||||
The Deep Children fall from the Void, gathering speed for the penetration
|
||||
The tough casing warms as it passes through the atmosphere, glowing white as it hits the surface
|
||||
solid rock flows like liquid, and the child slips into the warm, safe depths beneath the crust.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_26) mycon-027.ogg
|
||||
`...look... think... act... look... learn... remember... teach... repeat...'
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_27) mycon-028.ogg
|
||||
The implantation fleet has assembled in orbit above the green world
|
||||
the patterns of weakness reveal the point of introduction.
|
||||
The Child is prepared for its birthing trip.
|
||||
Release!
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_28) mycon-029.ogg
|
||||
I am Gussh
|
||||
I attend the birthing nodes
|
||||
I died 343 Earth years ago
|
||||
I do not know how.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_29) mycon-030.ogg
|
||||
When Juffo-Wup is complete
|
||||
when at last there is no Void, no Non
|
||||
when the Creators return
|
||||
then we can finally rest.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_30) mycon-031.ogg
|
||||
Darkness is Void
|
||||
Juffo-Wup is light.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_31) mycon-032.ogg
|
||||
`... planetary transformer biot 94-18: take your place at the transporter dais...'
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_32) mycon-033.ogg
|
||||
You are the Non. You must go now, and never return.
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_1)
|
||||
What can you tell me about your species?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_2)
|
||||
Well then, what can you tell us of your history?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_3)
|
||||
Why are you unwilling to address my questions?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_4)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_5)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_6)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_7)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_8)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_9)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_10)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_11)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_12)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_13)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_14)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_15)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(question_16)
|
||||
You're not paying any attention to me, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_space)
|
||||
Don't trouble yourself. I'll see myself out.
|
||||
|
||||
#(BYE_AND_DIE_SPACE) mycon-034.ogg
|
||||
Juffo-Wup fills in my fibers and I grow turgid. Violent action ensues.
|
||||
|
||||
#(gonna_die)
|
||||
Time to die.
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_1)
|
||||
I wonder how you would taste, fried in butter?
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_2)
|
||||
You know, I probably have some of your relatives between my toes!
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_3)
|
||||
Is that a rock you're sitting on, or do you just have a big butt?
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_4)
|
||||
I don't suppose there's a chance that you'll actually respond to what I am saying, is there?
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_5)
|
||||
I can't believe I'm trying to have a conversation with a hot fungus.
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_6)
|
||||
Stop wiggling those... those... whatever they are!
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_7)
|
||||
Where's the Absorbine Junior when you need it?
|
||||
|
||||
#(insult_8)
|
||||
Helloo? Ugly! Can you hear me?
|
||||
|
||||
#(come_in_peace)
|
||||
Mycon. Please try to understand. We wish peace between our peoples.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_1) mycon-035.ogg
|
||||
Juffo-Wup is All... omni-existent, spreading and changing the Non into Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
You are Non, who must become Juffo-Wup or Void.
|
||||
We are the agents of Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_2) mycon-036.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_3) mycon-037.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_4) mycon-038.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_5) mycon-039.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_6) mycon-040.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_7) mycon-041.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_HOMEWORLD_8) mycon-042.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_1) mycon-043.ogg
|
||||
We are part of Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
Juffo-Wup is the hot light in the darkness.
|
||||
All else is unfulfilled Void.
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_2) mycon-044.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_3) mycon-045.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_4) mycon-046.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_5) mycon-047.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_6) mycon-048.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_7) mycon-049.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_8) mycon-050.ogg
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(lets_be_friends)
|
||||
Let's be friends.
|
||||
|
||||
#(came_to_homeworld)
|
||||
We have come to your homeworld to seek a truce.
|
||||
|
||||
#(submit_to_us)
|
||||
Heinous fungus! Submit to our will!
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_sun_device)
|
||||
We'll just be going now.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_SUN_DEVICE) mycon-051.ogg
|
||||
You are the Non. You must go now, and never return.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RESPONSE_1) mycon-052.ogg
|
||||
This is good.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RESPONSE_2) mycon-053.ogg
|
||||
This is good.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RESPONSE_3) mycon-054.ogg
|
||||
This is good.
|
||||
|
||||
#(clue_1)
|
||||
Its air is pure and sweet.
|
||||
|
||||
#(clue_2)
|
||||
Abundant life covers its surface.
|
||||
|
||||
#(clue_3)
|
||||
The sun gently warms the surface.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_shattered)
|
||||
Why are the Shattered Worlds found only in your region of space?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_SHATTERED) mycon-055.ogg
|
||||
These are the homes of the Deep Children.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SUN_DEVICE_WORLD_1) mycon-056.ogg
|
||||
This is a special place
|
||||
filled with Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
We must not allow it to be soiled by the Non.
|
||||
You must go. Now.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SUN_DEVICE_WORLD_2) mycon-057.ogg
|
||||
You have returned to our special place.
|
||||
This is not permissible.
|
||||
Leave.
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_up_sun_device)
|
||||
What makes this world so special to you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_SUN_DEVICE) mycon-058.ogg
|
||||
Juffo-Wup is the power of life... hot warmth in the cold Void.
|
||||
It flows through all things, binding them together, making them one.
|
||||
You are Non-Juffo-Wup, you cannot understand.
|
||||
Below is the pod of Juffo-Wup -- there for a thousand centuries.
|
||||
When we are cold, the pod opens and warms us.
|
||||
When it is dark, the pod clenches and lo, there is light.
|
||||
You are the Non. The pod is not for you. You must leave.
|
||||
|
||||
#(like_to_land)
|
||||
I have business on this world. Move aside.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NEVER_LET_LAND) mycon-059.ogg
|
||||
Juffo-Wup flows through Time and Space. It cannot be stopped by mere energy blasts.
|
||||
However, you are Non -- not part of Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
You CAN be destroyed by energy blasts.
|
||||
Let us demonstrate.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_homeworld)
|
||||
Goodbye fungus-boys!
|
||||
|
||||
#(i_have_a_cunning_plan)
|
||||
There is a world at the star Organon. I believe it is perfect for your Deep Children.
|
||||
|
||||
#(DIE_LIAR) mycon-060.ogg
|
||||
You are an obstruction to Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
You must be removed.
|
||||
|
||||
#(how_goes_implanting)
|
||||
Have you visited the planet I told you about?
|
||||
|
||||
#(UNFORSEEN_DELAYS) mycon-061.ogg
|
||||
We have experienced unforeseen delays implanting Deep Children beneath the crust of Organon 1.
|
||||
However, Juffo-Wup is inevitable. The Deep Children WILL be born.
|
||||
|
||||
#(DIE_THIEF) mycon-062.ogg
|
||||
You have taken something from us which we value... which is important to Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
Return the Solar Manipulator immediately.
|
||||
|
||||
#(DIE_THIEF_AGAIN) mycon-063.ogg
|
||||
You have taken something from us which we value... which is important to Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
Return the Solar Manipulator immediately.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_AND_DIE) mycon-064.ogg
|
||||
Juffo-Wup is All
|
||||
but you are not a part of Juffo-Wup
|
||||
therefore you must cease existence.
|
||||
We shall make you cease to exist, for Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
|
||||
#(AMBUSH_TAIL)
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
#(RAMBLE_TAIL)
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
#(WE_GO_TO_IMPLANT) mycon-065.ogg
|
||||
If your words are true, we will gladly spread Juffo-Wup to a new world!
|
||||
We will assemble the Birthing Fleet and send them to this planet.
|
||||
We will send many ships to protect the Children as they grow.
|
||||
You have been of service to us.
|
||||
Your insight into the ineffable Juffo-Wup is encouraging.
|
||||
Perhaps, if we were to plant spore sacs in your brain organ
|
||||
and let its tendrils spread through your flesh
|
||||
then you would truly understand Juffo-Wup... become part of Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
You WOULD be happier and more fulfilled. Consider our offer.
|
||||
|
||||
#(WONT_FALL_FOR_TRICK) mycon-066.ogg
|
||||
This is a special place.
|
||||
You must go. Now.
|
||||
@@ -0,0 +1,679 @@
|
||||
#(HELLO_BEFORE_AMBUSH_1) syreen-000.ogg
|
||||
Attention unidentified space vessel!
|
||||
Be warned! This slave world and its inhabitants belong to the Ur-Quan.
|
||||
I am Starbase Commander Talana of the slave planet Gaia.
|
||||
Your ship is not responding to standard Hierarchy identification sequences.
|
||||
You are therefore classed as Independent and... WHAT?!
|
||||
Is my monitor display correct?!
|
||||
Is that a human commanding that vessel?
|
||||
Who are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_BEFORE_AMBUSH_2) syreen-001.ogg
|
||||
Hello again, pleasant Human.
|
||||
It warms me to greet you again.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_BEFORE_AMBUSH_3) syreen-002.ogg
|
||||
Welcome back, Earthling.
|
||||
What do you wish of us?
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_BEFORE_AMBUSH_4) syreen-003.ogg
|
||||
Yes, Captain?
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_vice_squad)
|
||||
We're the Ethics Police. Justify that costume... Immediately!
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_VICE) syreen-004.ogg
|
||||
Huh? What ARE you talking about?
|
||||
This is the uniform of a Syreen Commander.
|
||||
The climate aboard this starbase is maintained at a constant 22 degrees C.
|
||||
What are we supposed to wear in here... parkas?
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_the_one_for_you_baby)
|
||||
I am the right one for you, baby!
|
||||
|
||||
#(MAYBE_CAPTAIN) syreen-005.ogg
|
||||
Ah, yes... I had almost forgotten the sophistication of human social graces.
|
||||
Manners were never the Earthlings' strong point, were they?
|
||||
Your species' undeniable appeal can be found... elsewhere.
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_vindicator0)
|
||||
I am Captain
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_vindicator1)
|
||||
of the flagship
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_vindicator2)
|
||||
.
|
||||
|
||||
#(WELCOME_VINDICATOR0) syreen-006.ogg
|
||||
Hello, Captain
|
||||
|
||||
#(WELCOME_VINDICATOR1)
|
||||
from the Starship
|
||||
|
||||
#(WELCOME_VINDICATOR2)
|
||||
.
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_impressed)
|
||||
We're... we're.. we're greatly impressed!
|
||||
|
||||
#(SO_AM_I_CAPTAIN) syreen-007.ogg
|
||||
So am I, Captain. So am I.
|
||||
Earthlings are so... so... earthy!
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOW_CAN_YOU_BE_HERE) syreen-008.ogg
|
||||
But you haven't answered my question fully.
|
||||
Why are you here? Where are you from?
|
||||
Has the slave shield been lifted from Earth?
|
||||
Are the Ur-Quan finally defeated?
|
||||
Simply put, Captain...what do you want from us?
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_here_to_help)
|
||||
We have come here to free you from slavery to the Ur-Quan!
|
||||
|
||||
#(NO_NEED_HELP) syreen-009.ogg
|
||||
Look friend, I appreciate your offer, but we don't want your help.
|
||||
Why? I'll tell you why
|
||||
because we're not going to do anything to antagonize the Ur-Quan. That's why.
|
||||
We may not like slavery, but it's a damn sight better than our alternatives.
|
||||
Below us we have a beautiful world... maybe it's not Syra, but at least it's a home.
|
||||
That's a lot more than we ever had before the War... before the Ur-Quan became our masters.
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_need_help)
|
||||
To be honest, we need your help to destroy the Ur-Quan.
|
||||
|
||||
#(CANT_GIVE_HELP) syreen-010.ogg
|
||||
Look Captain... I like you... even though you're an obnoxious human... I like you.
|
||||
In another time, we might have become good friends... perhaps more
|
||||
but that's a fantasy, and my job is dealing with reality.
|
||||
We're not going to do anything to jeopardize what we've got here.
|
||||
We've come too far... lost too much, to ever risk losing Gaia, our new home.
|
||||
Don't get all judgmental on me, Captain... you don't know what we've been through.
|
||||
|
||||
#(i_need_you)
|
||||
Hey, baby... what I need is you!
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_NEED) syreen-011.ogg
|
||||
Look. Human. Get this through your head.
|
||||
Under other circumstances, I might be interested in your antics, you're kind of cute
|
||||
but we've got a serious situation here and we don't have time to fool around.
|
||||
Our lives are at stake, and so are yours. If the Ur-Quan discover that you have been here
|
||||
I don't know what they will do to us... much less you!
|
||||
Now get serious... please.
|
||||
|
||||
#(i_need_touch_o_vision)
|
||||
What I need right now, is a Touch-o-Vision.
|
||||
|
||||
#(TOUCH_O_VISION) syreen-012.ogg
|
||||
Look. Human. Get this through your head.
|
||||
Under other circumstances, I might be interested in your antics, you're kind of cute
|
||||
but we've got a serious situation here and we don't have time to fool around.
|
||||
Our lives are at stake, and so are yours. If the Ur-Quan discover that you have been here
|
||||
I don't know what they will do to us... much less to you!
|
||||
Now get serious... please.
|
||||
|
||||
#(know_about_deep_children)
|
||||
Talana, have you ever heard of the `Deep Children?'
|
||||
|
||||
#(WHAT_ABOUT_DEEP_CHILDREN) syreen-013.ogg
|
||||
Yes, I think so. Aren't they part of the Mycon religion somehow?
|
||||
We have recordings of Mycon HyperWave transmissions from the War... pretty weird stuff.
|
||||
The Mycons just kind of.. rambled, never making much sense.
|
||||
They talked a lot about `Deep Children', and `Spears of Light',
|
||||
but we couldn't ever understand what they were talking about.
|
||||
|
||||
#(mycons_involved)
|
||||
What if I told you that Mycon Deep Children shatter planet crusts... like your Syra?
|
||||
|
||||
#(WHAT_PROOF) syreen-014.ogg
|
||||
What?! What did you say?!
|
||||
Human, you had better not be joking. Syra is not a subject for Earth humor.
|
||||
Now what do you mean, shatter planet crusts? How?
|
||||
That IS what happened to Syra, yes, but we presumed it was a natural cataclysm... a meteor.
|
||||
Do you have proof that it was something else... these Deep Children?
|
||||
|
||||
#(have_no_proof)
|
||||
I don't have proof YET, but I am certain the Mycons destroyed your world.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NEED_PROOF) syreen-015.ogg
|
||||
Captain, if what you say is true, it would turn my world upside down.
|
||||
You have no sorrow to match what each of us Syreen feels every day of our lives
|
||||
when we remember what we have lost... Syra... our Eden.
|
||||
The very idea that the Mycons, or any alien race, may have been responsible for Syra's destruction
|
||||
fills me with BURNING RAGE!
|
||||
If it were true, none of us here would rest until we had avenged ourselves on the perpetrators.
|
||||
We would find some way to leave this starbase, locate our starships, and hunt down the evil monsters!
|
||||
Captain, if you ever gather proof of what you say, you MUST inform us immediately.
|
||||
But until then... do not mention the subject again. It is too painful.
|
||||
|
||||
#(have_proof)
|
||||
Talana. I have brought proof that the Mycon Deep Children destroyed your world Syra.
|
||||
|
||||
#(SEE_PROOF) syreen-016.ogg
|
||||
Let me see this proof, Captain!
|
||||
|
||||
#(look_at_egg_sacks)
|
||||
Look at these fungal egg sacks. We found them near a crustal puncture on a shattered world.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HORRIBLE_TRUTH) syreen-017.ogg
|
||||
Great gods! These fragments... they are IDENTICAL to the debris we found near the punctures on Syra!
|
||||
We never guessed that the fragments might be organic!
|
||||
To have survived re-entry!... nothing organic would remain!... unless
|
||||
UNLESS, it was genetically constructed for this purpose!
|
||||
AND ONLY THE MYCONS POSSESS THIS CAPABILITY!!
|
||||
THE MYCONS WILL PAY DEARLY FOR THEIR CRIMES!!!
|
||||
We will not sit here and do nothing while the Mycon fiends are free to roam the galaxy, perpetrating their evil.
|
||||
You wanted our cooperation in fighting the Ur-Quan. You've got it...
|
||||
provided you first help us seek our revenge against the Mycon race... help us to destroy them!
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_doing_here)
|
||||
So, Commander Talana, what are you doing here?
|
||||
|
||||
#(OUR_NEW_WORLD) syreen-018.ogg
|
||||
When the Ur-Quan conquered us, over twenty years ago
|
||||
I was only a young girl living in Habitat Thirty-One.
|
||||
My older sister, Diani, was a starship officer in the Space Patrol
|
||||
she was part of the final defense at Raynet... she didn't make it back.
|
||||
When the Ur-Quan caught us in open space, we all thought we were going to die
|
||||
but then, instead of killing us, the Ur-Quan offered us a choice:
|
||||
we could join the ranks of their combat thralls, or we could be slave-shielded in our homeworld.
|
||||
Like the people of Earth, we chose peace. We became fallow slaves.
|
||||
When the Ur-Quan told us to return to our homeworld, we explained that we had none.
|
||||
Ur-Quan Master Nine explained that they had encountered this situation before
|
||||
and if we would provide them with a list of our requirements
|
||||
they would use their extensive astronomical datastores to find a planet for us!
|
||||
So we told them about Syra... about the color of its sky... about the abundant lifeforms,
|
||||
about the fertility of the soil and seas.
|
||||
Less than an hour later, we received a terse message from Master Nine
|
||||
we were to proceed to these coordinates and disembark. This was to be our new home.
|
||||
But our new world, Gaia, was everything we described.
|
||||
We'd been searching for a home planet for seventy-five years
|
||||
and in the end, it was our enemies who gave one to us.
|
||||
I grew up on a small island off the main continent, and like all of my people
|
||||
we lived each day under the sick, red glow of the slave shield.
|
||||
When the Ur-Quan arrived seven years ago to refurbish and recrew this starbase
|
||||
I was selected as the new commander.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_war)
|
||||
So what happened to you at the end of the war?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_WAR) syreen-019.ogg
|
||||
When we first met your people, we'd been wandering through the stars for almost seventy-five years,
|
||||
ever since the death of Syra... our home planet.
|
||||
We joined your Alliance, and I use the word `joined' loosely, because we had no other choice.
|
||||
The VUX were raiding our slow Habitat columns, and we had nowhere else to go.
|
||||
We fought for survival, Captain. Nothing more.
|
||||
When your people on Earth were defeated, the Alliance just plain fell apart.
|
||||
The Yehat and Shofixti retreated to their native stars and didn't want us to follow.
|
||||
The Arilou, those creepy little weasels, just plain bugged out -- vanished
|
||||
leaving us alone, with nowhere to go, smack in the path of the oncoming Ur-Quan Armada.
|
||||
What were we supposed to do? Fight? Two-thirds of our Habitat fleet was unarmed!
|
||||
Many aren't even super-luminal.
|
||||
We were going to be annihilated if we resisted, and we knew it.
|
||||
When the Ur-Quan surrounded us and started giving orders that all ended with, `Or Die!'
|
||||
we took them at face value. We obeyed.
|
||||
In exchange they gave us Gaia, the planet below.
|
||||
It's a beautiful world, Captain. I wish I could show it to you.
|
||||
So don't misunderstand me. We love our freedom as much as anybody else
|
||||
but we've got a good life here, and we don't want to lose it.
|
||||
|
||||
#(help_us)
|
||||
If you love freedom and hate the Ur-Quan, why won't you help us?
|
||||
|
||||
#(WONT_HELP) syreen-020.ogg
|
||||
Like I said before, Captain, we would like to help
|
||||
but we are unwilling to risk losing Gaia.
|
||||
Unless you can find a much more compelling reason for us to get involved
|
||||
you are on your own.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_history)
|
||||
Would you tell me a bit about your people and your culture?
|
||||
|
||||
#(BEFORE_WAR) syreen-021.ogg
|
||||
Our species are almost identical, almost too close a match to be just a coincidence.
|
||||
Our bodies are very similar, Captain.
|
||||
Ha! ha! Except for... certain parts...
|
||||
Our cultural development is also mostly parallel.
|
||||
Like you Earthlings, we evolved a society from primitive tribes
|
||||
whose main function were to protect themselves from the large reptiles native to our old world.
|
||||
The main difference between our two sets of cultures... the split in the paths of our development
|
||||
occurred in what would have been your prehistory, say 5000 BCE.
|
||||
In your world, the agricultural communities were conquered by the more primitive but also more aggressive, migratory herding peoples.
|
||||
This led to a particular kind of sexual and political dominance structure
|
||||
which pervaded almost all of your Earth Cultures until the early Twenty First century.
|
||||
On Syra, our only primitive migratory tribes were confined to our mountainous regions.
|
||||
Their herd beasts, the Yma, did not do well in the agricultural basins and plains.
|
||||
The two cultures were isolated until much later
|
||||
when the technological superiority of the farmers curtailed any major conflict.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_homeworld)
|
||||
What was Syra like?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_HOMEWORLD) syreen-022.ogg
|
||||
It was our paradise, Captain, our Eden.
|
||||
Earth is the only world we know of whose variety and richness of life even comes close to Syra.
|
||||
Again, like so many other things about our two species, our worlds were very much the same
|
||||
at least before you began encasing yours in concrete and plastic.
|
||||
Syra's gravity was a bit lighter than Earth's, and its day was fifty percent longer.
|
||||
Our diurnal cycle is therefore different from yours.
|
||||
We spend twenty hours awake, followed by ten hours... horizontal.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_happened)
|
||||
What happened to Syra?
|
||||
|
||||
#(DONT_KNOW_HOW) syreen-023.ogg
|
||||
This subject is very difficult for us, Captain,
|
||||
but I will try to recount those sad days.
|
||||
Like your solar system, ours had a large population of comets and asteroids.
|
||||
Large meteor impacts, though rare, were not unheard of on our planet.
|
||||
So it was not a total shock when an asteroid penetrated our atmosphere and hit the surface.
|
||||
What was odd was that unlike most other meteors, this one was not pulverized on impact.
|
||||
It penetrated the crust, and indeed went all the way through to the mantle
|
||||
causing a `super volcano'.
|
||||
The earthquakes caused by the impact were severe.
|
||||
The magma pumped out of the caldera wreaked significant damage on the nearby terrain
|
||||
but within a few weeks, it had cooled, forming a solid rock bandage over the wound.
|
||||
Within a few months we had cleaned up the mess, the caldera was calming down nicely
|
||||
and things were pretty much back to normal.
|
||||
Then, just over a year after the impact, all hell broke loose on the surface of Syra.
|
||||
Huge calderas were opening all over... not just around the meteor impact, but everywhere!
|
||||
The scope of the disaster is impossible to imagine
|
||||
Entire cities sliding into oceans of molten lava
|
||||
kilometer-wide sections of land pulverized by a cataclysmic explosion
|
||||
and clouds of poison gas and superheated steam created a death shroud around Syra.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_outfit)
|
||||
Come on now, isn't that outfit, knife included, a bit absurd?
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOPE_YOU_LIKE_IT) syreen-024.ogg
|
||||
Maybe some other time, Captain, I can show you the hidden functionality of my uniform
|
||||
knife included!
|
||||
|
||||
#(where_mates)
|
||||
What happened to the males of your species?
|
||||
|
||||
#(MATES_KILLED) syreen-025.ogg
|
||||
When Syra was destroyed, the only people who survived were in orbit
|
||||
and most of them were members of our newly established, mostly female, Space Patrol.
|
||||
From their ships, their orbital platforms and their lunar outposts they watched Syra die.
|
||||
Within three days after the cataclysm began, the surface temperature of Syra had risen by almost 75 degrees
|
||||
to above the boiling point of water.
|
||||
It became clear that Syra, our paradise, our Eden, was gone.
|
||||
The survivors spent years in orbit. They made a few missions to the surface
|
||||
and actually found a handful of survivors, but their main activity was to make preparations for departure.
|
||||
The Space Patrol fitted makeshift drive units to anything that could hold air:
|
||||
orbital factories, research pods, even hotels. When the fleet was ready, they left orbit and never looked back.
|
||||
The final population of our species was less than ten thousand, with only five hundred males
|
||||
but they were the best and the brightest.
|
||||
For the next seventy-five years, our people wandered at sub-light speed through the stars
|
||||
looking for a new home.
|
||||
|
||||
#(get_lonely)
|
||||
Don't you ever get... lonely? Hmmm?
|
||||
|
||||
#(MAKE_OUT_ALL_RIGHT) syreen-026.ogg
|
||||
Ha! ha! ha! Don't worry about us, Captain!
|
||||
We make out all right.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye)
|
||||
Goodbye, Commander Talana. I will be back.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE) syreen-027.ogg
|
||||
Until then, Earthling.
|
||||
|
||||
#(MUST_ACT)
|
||||
Captain. The secret of the Mycon's monstrous murder of our planet has changed the attitudes of many of my people.
|
||||
We will not sit here and do nothing while the Mycon fiends are free to roam the galaxy, perpetrating their evil.
|
||||
You wanted our cooperation in fighting the Ur-Quan. You've got it... provided
|
||||
you first help us seek our revenge against the Mycon race... help us to destroy them!
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_next_step)
|
||||
Okay. So what do you want us to do?
|
||||
|
||||
#(OPEN_VAULT) syreen-028.ogg
|
||||
Our first step is to get some mobility.
|
||||
We have some fine starship officers on board, and they are all eager to go after the Mycons,
|
||||
but without our Penetrator starships, we're totally ineffectual.
|
||||
So our first step HAS to be recovering our Space Patrol combat fleet.
|
||||
We know that the Ur-Quan didn't destroy them... they never waste anything
|
||||
but we believe they have sealed them in some kind of deep vault in the surface of an alien planet.
|
||||
|
||||
#(where_is_it)
|
||||
Do you know where your ships are?
|
||||
|
||||
#(DONT_KNOW_WHERE) syreen-029.ogg
|
||||
No, that's your job.
|
||||
But maybe we have some clues to help you find them.
|
||||
The starship officers who flew the Penetrators to the vault did so with total sensor black-out.
|
||||
The only thing they could use for navigation was the presence of the Dreadnought fleet surrounding them.
|
||||
When they arrived at their destination and lowered their ships into the immense vault
|
||||
they were transported to the Dreadnoughts and only caught a split-second glimpse of the outside world.
|
||||
As far as they could tell, the sun was either red or orange. Based on their trip-time calculations
|
||||
the farthest they could have travelled is about 200 HyperSpace distance units.
|
||||
|
||||
#(been_there)
|
||||
I've already been there. The vault is on the moon of Epsilon Camelopardalis I, but I couldn't open it.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GREAT) syreen-030.ogg
|
||||
Wonderful! Then the job is already almost complete!
|
||||
|
||||
#(GIVE_SHUTTLE) syreen-031.ogg
|
||||
Captain! We have assembled a small team of our most skilled officers.
|
||||
we will send them to your ship on board their own small shuttle.
|
||||
We feel that in the interests of efficiency, we keep our officers away from your crew
|
||||
at least until the mission is over.
|
||||
As soon as you arrive at the vault, our people will take over, figure out a way to open the vault
|
||||
and bring our Penetrators back here.
|
||||
|
||||
#(im_on_my_way)
|
||||
Very well then, Commander Talana. I'm on my way.
|
||||
|
||||
#(doing_this_for_you)
|
||||
Just remember, I'm doing this for you Sweet Cakes!
|
||||
|
||||
#(if_i_die)
|
||||
If I die... just remember that I... I... really like you!
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOOD_LUCK) syreen-032.ogg
|
||||
Good luck, brave Earthling. When your mission is successful
|
||||
maybe then we can... get to know each other better.
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_FOUND_VAULT) syreen-033.ogg
|
||||
Good, now we can proceed with our plan for REVENGE against the Mycon!
|
||||
From our analysis of the Deep Child fragments you showed to us
|
||||
and a review of the recorded Mycon transmissions from the War
|
||||
we have established the kind of world the Mycons desire for their hideous Deep Children.
|
||||
They need a planet like your Earth... or our Syra... one rich in water and oxygen
|
||||
and possessing a molten, active mantle.
|
||||
Our plan is to lure the Mycons to such a planet, and then attack them when they least expect it.
|
||||
We know of just such a world.
|
||||
When the Ur-Quan were analyzing their mass of planetary data to find a new home for my people
|
||||
one of the close candidates, ranked just below Gaia, was a blue world orbiting close to the star, Organon.
|
||||
Captain, we need your services again. Here is what you must do.
|
||||
You must go to the Mycon and tell them of this world.
|
||||
They will find that the world is suitable, and when they go to Organon
|
||||
we shall be there... waiting for them.
|
||||
Then we shall destroy them!
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_now)
|
||||
Are you sure the Mycon are going to fall for this? Why should they believe me?
|
||||
|
||||
#(HERES_THE_PLAN) syreen-034.ogg
|
||||
For all their evil, Captain, the Mycon are a naive race.
|
||||
They have great difficulty understanding deception.
|
||||
If you tell them what they wish to hear, they will believe you.
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_my_reward)
|
||||
So! What if I die doing all this dangerous stuff? What about... us?
|
||||
|
||||
#(HERES_REWARD) syreen-035.ogg
|
||||
I'm afraid BOTH our duties will be dangerous, Captain.
|
||||
We may never see each other again.
|
||||
But for now, at least, there's this...
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_after_vault)
|
||||
I'll miss you, Talana.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_AFTER_VAULT) syreen-036.ogg
|
||||
Don't worry, my human. We will be together again... some day.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_AFTER_AMBUSH_1) syreen-037.ogg
|
||||
SUCCESS, Captain! The Mycons' fleet is in shambles!
|
||||
JUSTICE IS OURS!
|
||||
We have revenged ourselves against the heinous Mycons!
|
||||
They fell for our trap so completely!
|
||||
When they approached Organon I, we were hiding behind its moon.
|
||||
As they approached, their ships broke combat formation
|
||||
in preparation for their hideous implanting ceremony.
|
||||
We waited until they were fully dispersed around the planet, then we attacked!
|
||||
The standard Mycon tactic would have been to speed out of orbit using a gravity whip maneuver
|
||||
but the Podships refused to abandon their slow-moving Deep Children spore pods.
|
||||
They remained in the gravity well, and WE SLICED THEM TO RIBBONS!
|
||||
They must have lost a dozen ships to their own stupidity... running into their own Plasmoids!
|
||||
The rest?... well we took care of most of them... in our own special way.
|
||||
and Captain, now that we have taken our revenge on the Mycon
|
||||
we give you our starship officers and Penetrator designs so that you can add our ships
|
||||
to your fleet.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_AFTER_AMBUSH_2) syreen-038.ogg
|
||||
Hello brave Earthling. Your return is welcome.
|
||||
My people, the Syreen, shall be forever in your debt.
|
||||
In fact, many of my officers wish to thank you... personally... for your efforts on our behalf.
|
||||
I suggest you set aside a week sometime in the near future
|
||||
so that you can properly receive your hero's welcome aboard this starbase.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_AFTER_AMBUSH_3) syreen-039.ogg
|
||||
Oh, Captain! The flush of victory still has my body quivering!
|
||||
For so many years we have dreamed of putting the death of our beloved homeworld behind us
|
||||
and now this has finally come to pass!
|
||||
We no longer live in the past... caught in memories of what COULD have been.
|
||||
Now each of us plans for the future... toward the bright tomorrow!
|
||||
And you know what, Captain?
|
||||
I have plans... Plans you would be most interested in hearing
|
||||
but I shall save them for later... when we can meet... privately.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_AFTER_AMBUSH_4) syreen-040.ogg
|
||||
Ah! My beautiful Captain from Earth!
|
||||
What can I do for you... please tell me.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_now_after_ambush)
|
||||
Is there anything else I can do to you - um! - I mean, do FOR you.
|
||||
|
||||
#(DO_THIS_AFTER_AMBUSH) syreen-041.ogg
|
||||
Captain, the next step is to pull down the slave shield from our planet.
|
||||
In my opinion, the only people who could do that are the Chenjesu
|
||||
and as far as I know, they are under a shield of their own.
|
||||
Actually... I'm just dodging the real issue, Captain.
|
||||
Your agenda really has only one item... Destroy the Ur-Quan Hierarchy!
|
||||
How to do that? I'm not sure
|
||||
but I know you can't take them head-on, even with that amazing ship of yours.
|
||||
You will have to find their weak spot, and then strike it with everything you've got.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_you)
|
||||
So what happens to you now?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_ME) syreen-042.ogg
|
||||
I expect I'm going to be pretty busy for the next few months
|
||||
overseeing repairs to our fleet of Penetrator starships
|
||||
and preparing some kind of defensive system for this starbase.
|
||||
If and when the Ur-Quan return here, we want to have a little surprise ready for them.
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_up_after_ambush)
|
||||
So, what's new Talana?
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_AFTER_AMBUSH_1) syreen-043.ogg
|
||||
Not a great deal, Captain. You seem to be the biggest source of excitement around here.
|
||||
I've had requests from just about every officer under my command
|
||||
to be transferred to your Earth Starbase to serve under you.
|
||||
If I wasn't running this Starbase, I'd be first in line.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_AFTER_AMBUSH_2) syreen-044.ogg
|
||||
We have been intercepting a concentration of Hierarchy broadcasts
|
||||
but we cannot translate their content.
|
||||
They all appear to be originating from the direction of the Horologii constellation.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_AFTER_AMBUSH_3) syreen-045.ogg
|
||||
Nothing new to report, Captain.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_AFTER_AMBUSH_4) syreen-046.ogg
|
||||
Nothing new to report, Captain.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_after_ambush)
|
||||
Goodbye Talana.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_AFTER_AMBUSH) syreen-047.ogg
|
||||
Goodbye my human.
|
||||
|
||||
#(FOUND_VAULT_YET_1) syreen-048.ogg
|
||||
Have you found the ship vault yet?
|
||||
|
||||
#(FOUND_VAULT_YET_2) syreen-049.ogg
|
||||
Any success finding our ships, Captain?
|
||||
|
||||
#(vault_hint)
|
||||
Er... no. Have you got any idea where it is, even a guess?
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_HINT) syreen-050.ogg
|
||||
Only that the vault is at a red or maybe orange star, and not too far from our position.
|
||||
|
||||
#(found_vault)
|
||||
Yes! We found it on the moon of Epsilon Camelopardalis I.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_before_vault)
|
||||
Goodbye, Talana. I'm off to find the vault!
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_BEFORE_VAULT) syreen-051.ogg
|
||||
Good luck, Captain.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_do_i_get_for_this)
|
||||
So what do I get for this, eh? Hmm? Eh?
|
||||
|
||||
#(GRATITUDE) syreen-052.ogg
|
||||
You will receive more gratitude than you know what to do with, Captain.
|
||||
|
||||
#(not_sure)
|
||||
Uh... I'm just not sure. This sounds dangerous.
|
||||
|
||||
#(PLEASE) syreen-053.ogg
|
||||
Please, Captain, we need your help!
|
||||
|
||||
#(READY_FOR_AMBUSH) syreen-054.ogg
|
||||
We will wait here for the Mycons.
|
||||
|
||||
#(repeat_plan)
|
||||
Could you repeat the plan again?
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_REPEAT_PLAN) syreen-055.ogg
|
||||
Ok, here's the plan, again.
|
||||
You must go to the Mycons and tell them about a world at the Organon star system.
|
||||
Tell them that you have found the perfect world for their hideous Deep Children.
|
||||
We will hide there and wait for them in ambush.
|
||||
Then we shall destroy them.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_before_ambush)
|
||||
Good luck, Talana.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_BEFORE_AMBUSH) syreen-056.ogg
|
||||
Same to you, my human.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_us)
|
||||
I guess what I mean is... What about us, Talana?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_US) syreen-057.ogg
|
||||
I'm afraid our duties will keep us apart, Captain
|
||||
But for now, at least, there's this...
|
||||
|
||||
#(MORE_COMFORTABLE) syreen-058.ogg
|
||||
That's more like it... now
|
||||
let me help you off with this
|
||||
yes... now aren't you a lot more comfortable?
|
||||
|
||||
#(in_the_spirit)
|
||||
I see! Well, in the spirit of interspecies communication, let me just say, COWABUNGA!
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_SPIRIT) syreen-059.ogg
|
||||
Oooh! Say that word again!
|
||||
It makes me feel so excited!
|
||||
It makes me want to do something nice for you
|
||||
like this...
|
||||
and this...
|
||||
and especially, this!
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_in_mind)
|
||||
Hey... what have you got in mind here?
|
||||
|
||||
#(SOMETHING_LIKE_THIS) syreen-060.ogg
|
||||
Well to start off, I thought we'd do something like this
|
||||
unless your species isn't limber enough
|
||||
and then I thought we could move on to something a bit more like... Mmmm... this.
|
||||
and after you have recovered, I thought this might be fun!
|
||||
and if you're still conscious, I thought we could try this
|
||||
even though I've never done it before!
|
||||
|
||||
#(hands_off)
|
||||
Hey! Hands off lady! I'm not THAT kind of Captain.
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_WONT_USE_HANDS) syreen-061.ogg
|
||||
Oh, Captain... I would never think of doing something unpleasant to you
|
||||
quite the opposite in fact.
|
||||
But if you want me to keep my hands off... I can use other... things...
|
||||
like this over here...
|
||||
and this right here...
|
||||
and this right about here.
|
||||
|
||||
#(why_lights_off)
|
||||
Ahh... why are the lights off?
|
||||
|
||||
#(LIGHTS_OFF_BECAUSE) syreen-062.ogg
|
||||
Because, my darling, if the light was on, I couldn't do this...
|
||||
or this...
|
||||
or this...
|
||||
or, umm... this.
|
||||
|
||||
#(evil_monster)
|
||||
You're not going to turn into some weird alien monster now, and bite my head off, are you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(NOT_EVIL_MONSTER) syreen-063.ogg
|
||||
Ha!-ha!-ha! An alien monster? Me?
|
||||
ME?! WHY CAAPTAIN! WHYEVER DOO YOOU SAAY THAAAT!!!
|
||||
REEAARRGGGG!!!!
|
||||
...just kidding!
|
||||
|
||||
#(disease)
|
||||
Very funny. Look, I'd be more comfortable if we just turned the lights back on.
|
||||
|
||||
#(JUST_RELAX) syreen-064.ogg
|
||||
Just relax, my silly human Captain. Let me take care of everything.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_happens_if_i_touch_this)
|
||||
Hmmm... what happens if I do this?
|
||||
|
||||
#(THIS_HAPPENS) syreen-065.ogg
|
||||
...mmm
|
||||
MMMm!...
|
||||
Ohh!...
|
||||
...MMMMMmmmmmm!!!...
|
||||
does that answer your question?
|
||||
|
||||
#(are_you_sure_this_is_ok)
|
||||
Are you sure this is okay? I'm nervous.
|
||||
|
||||
#(YES_SURE) syreen-066.ogg
|
||||
Please don't worry, my darling human
|
||||
we have all the time in the world
|
||||
and my door locks securely.
|
||||
|
||||
#(boy_they_never_taught)
|
||||
Boy-oh-boy! They never taught me stuff like this back at Unzervalt!
|
||||
|
||||
#(THEN_LET_ME_TEACH) syreen-067.ogg
|
||||
Then let me teach you what you need to know
|
||||
we will begin with the fundamentals of basic Syreen physiology...
|
||||
|
||||
#(not_much_more_to_say)
|
||||
Hmm, uh.. well, uh, I guess I don't have much more to say, do I?
|
||||
|
||||
#(THEN_STOP_TALKING) syreen-068.ogg
|
||||
Then stop wasting your lips on words, you silly fool
|
||||
and come here!...
|
||||
|
||||
#(LATER) syreen-069.ogg
|
||||
(...several hours later...)
|
||||
|
||||
#(SEX_GOODBYE) syreen-070.ogg
|
||||
Goodbye Captain, darling... we each have our jobs to do
|
||||
now you must go!
|
||||
But you will remain always in my mind and heart
|
||||
and deep within me, I know that someday, when all this madness has come to an end
|
||||
we will be together like this... again.
|
||||
|
||||
#(OUT_TAKES) syreen-071.ogg
|
||||
In case you were wondering about me... don't worry! I'm doing fine!
|
||||
In fact, I just talked with the designers and they have assured me
|
||||
that the sequel will be all about me! Isn't that great!
|
||||
They said they wanted to move away from the warrior mythos
|
||||
and expand more into the healer cycle.
|
||||
This may be my big chance!
|
||||
The only thing I'm not sure about is the new costume they want me to wear.
|
||||
They said this one would be REALLY revealing.
|
||||
|
||||
@@ -0,0 +1,718 @@
|
||||
#(NEUTRAL_SPACE_HELLO_1) utwig-000.ogg
|
||||
Ugh. I suppose, as a courtesy, I should extend an appropriate greeting.
|
||||
On behalf of the Utwig Proctors I truly hope, for your sake
|
||||
that your day has been better than ours
|
||||
although this really isn't saying that much.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NEUTRAL_SPACE_HELLO_2) utwig-001.ogg
|
||||
Just go away. Leave us to ponder our grief.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_SPACE_HELLO_1) utwig-002.ogg
|
||||
Yagh! Your attitude toward us is not acceptable!
|
||||
We apologize for having to deal with you this way,
|
||||
but since the loss of the Ultron, we have no choice.
|
||||
As we prepare to die, so should you.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_SPACE_HELLO_2) utwig-003.ogg
|
||||
You have caught us in a private, dark moment.
|
||||
We must guarantee your silence with your complete and total destruction.
|
||||
|
||||
#(BOMB_WORLD_HELLO_1) utwig-004.ogg
|
||||
Attention alien vessel: this world is under the full jurisdiction of the Utwig Proctorate.
|
||||
We extend a subdued but civil greeting.
|
||||
|
||||
#(BOMB_WORLD_HELLO_2) utwig-005.ogg
|
||||
You have arrived at a most inopportune time.
|
||||
Collectively, our species is dealing with a great remorse.
|
||||
Nevertheless in order to foster a spirit of interspecies good will
|
||||
we pull ourselves from our intense cycle of self-analysis
|
||||
and offer this greeting which, we hope, will suffice.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_BOMB_HELLO_1) utwig-006.ogg
|
||||
Oh, woe! We find your presence here disconcerting.
|
||||
In order to deal with the situation in such a way that we maintain some semblance of authority
|
||||
we are forced to deploy our forces against your armada.
|
||||
Prepare yourselves for battle.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_BOMB_HELLO_2) utwig-007.ogg
|
||||
In a fit of depression I find it necessary to vent my irreconcilable frustration on you.
|
||||
I normally do not engage in such fervent activities
|
||||
but I now find myself inspired to do my best to annihilate you with expediency.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NEUTRAL_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_1) utwig-008.ogg
|
||||
Normally we would not bother to acknowledge your presence
|
||||
but you find us in a state of moderate depression
|
||||
instead of our normal cycle of self-destructive tendencies.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NEUTRAL_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_2) utwig-009.ogg
|
||||
Alien vessel, grieve for the loss of both the Utwig and the Universe at large.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NEUTRAL_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_3) utwig-010.ogg
|
||||
You disturb our routine of eternal grieving
|
||||
yet we extend to you the courtesy of acknowledgment.
|
||||
|
||||
#(NEUTRAL_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_4) utwig-011.ogg
|
||||
I am so depressed. You can try to cheer me up if you want to.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_1) utwig-012.ogg
|
||||
You have angered the spirit of the Utwig.
|
||||
Although depressed almost to the point of an inability to perform any actions whatsoever
|
||||
we find within ourselves the verve required to engage you in a duel to the death.
|
||||
Indeed, we will find satisfaction in your demise or in our release from our mortal burden.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOSTILE_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_2) utwig-013.ogg
|
||||
Attention offending vessel! Your presence here is deeply appreciated!
|
||||
You have stirred us from our depression-induced apathy
|
||||
to the point where our desire actually registers as a sensation!
|
||||
We look forward to either finding personal release in the netherworld
|
||||
or obliterating you successfully.
|
||||
We thank you for this opportunity!
|
||||
|
||||
#(why_you_here)
|
||||
For what purpose do you linger at this location?
|
||||
|
||||
#(WE_GUARD_BOMB) utwig-014.ogg
|
||||
We are the stewards of the Bomb.
|
||||
We keep it from those who would use it unwisely.
|
||||
In addition, we are prepared to act under the direction of the Proctorate
|
||||
should we decide to make a final atonement for our most grievous blunder.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_bomb)
|
||||
Hmm, this must be a pretty special Bomb to have all of you keeping an eye on it.
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_BOMB) utwig-015.ogg
|
||||
You are correct. It is a relic of Precursor origin.
|
||||
It has the power to destroy entire planetary objects, perhaps even galaxies.
|
||||
The Utwig have been entrusted by fate to watch over this device
|
||||
so that it will be used in the way that it was intended by destiny.
|
||||
|
||||
#(give_us_bomb_or_die)
|
||||
We have an urgent need for this device. Give us the Bomb.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GUARDS_WARN) utwig-016.ogg
|
||||
We cannot relinquish control of this instrument of power!
|
||||
You cannot have the Bomb.
|
||||
Any attempt on your part to change this current arrangement
|
||||
will be met with fearsome Utwig resistance!
|
||||
|
||||
#(demand_bomb)
|
||||
We will now take the Bomb. Give it to us.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GUARDS_FIGHT) utwig-017.ogg
|
||||
Our anguish serves only to fuel our resolve concerning the jurisdiction of this device.
|
||||
We stand ready!
|
||||
|
||||
#(may_we_have_bomb)
|
||||
Wow, that is pretty neat! May we have the Bomb?
|
||||
|
||||
#(NO_BOMB) utwig-018.ogg
|
||||
Yes, it IS a remarkable device.
|
||||
It is understandable that you would like to possess it yourselves.
|
||||
Our mandate, however, requires that we maintain full control of the Bomb.
|
||||
|
||||
#(please)
|
||||
Oh, please can't we have it? It would make us really happy!
|
||||
|
||||
#(SORRY_NO_BOMB) utwig-019.ogg
|
||||
No, we are sorry. You cannot have the Bomb.
|
||||
Besides being against our orders, imagine what would happen if for some reason
|
||||
our Proctors decide to use it to destroy our civilization.
|
||||
How would we explain its absence?
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_up_bomb)
|
||||
Tell us about the Bomb. What's the scoop?
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_BOMB_1) utwig-020.ogg
|
||||
During standard exploration procedures we came across what appeared to be
|
||||
an ancient Precursor supply base.
|
||||
It had been dismantled and appeared to be empty.
|
||||
In the staging area there was a collection of what appeared to be refuse.
|
||||
During the cataloging of these various items, this device was discovered in a damaged container.
|
||||
From what our scientists can tell, it appears to be a planeteering tool
|
||||
capable of reducing moon-sized objects to particulate dust clouds.
|
||||
We believe that it was either accidentally forgotten
|
||||
or simply left because of a lack of room on the departing vessel.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_BOMB_2) utwig-021.ogg
|
||||
The Bomb may have been left here by mistake.
|
||||
We suspect that if activated, it will turn this entire planet
|
||||
into nothing more than an expanding mass of tiny dirt clods.
|
||||
The Utwig have considered carefully that perhaps it would be best to use this device
|
||||
to put us out of our collective misery.
|
||||
Although this may sound extreme, I will point out that our mishandling of the Ultron
|
||||
is a disaster of epic proportions.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_bomb)
|
||||
This Bomb is pretty dangerous and you guys are crazy. I'm getting out of here!
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_BOMB) utwig-022.ogg
|
||||
Ha ha, don't worry. Hey! I laughed! How could I do that?
|
||||
Now I sink into a depression that leaves me speechless.
|
||||
|
||||
#(hey_wait_got_ultron)
|
||||
Whoa there, hold your horses! Look at this! We've got your Ultron!
|
||||
|
||||
#(TAUNT_US_BUT_WE_LOOK) utwig-023.ogg
|
||||
Taunting us buys you nothing except to steel our resolve to end your existence.
|
||||
In fact, we will humor you in your little game.
|
||||
You have seconds to show us whatever bric-a-brac you possess.
|
||||
We will then commence with the cessation of your existence.
|
||||
|
||||
#(TRICKED_US_1) utwig-024.ogg
|
||||
I expected no less.
|
||||
You hold before us nothing more than a reminder of a past mistake that offends us to no end.
|
||||
We now commence your termination.
|
||||
|
||||
#(TRICKED_US_2) utwig-025.ogg
|
||||
I am speechless with rage... and yet, I must speak!
|
||||
How dare you flaunt the collective embarrassment of the Utwig?!
|
||||
You will now pay for your severe breach of etiquette!
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_vindicator0)
|
||||
This is Captain
|
||||
#(we_are_vindicator1)
|
||||
, representing
|
||||
|
||||
#(we_are_vindicator2)
|
||||
. Please respond.
|
||||
|
||||
#(WOULD_BE_HAPPY_BUT) utwig-026.ogg
|
||||
What good would that do -- I mean, why should we?
|
||||
We agonized for hours wondering if it was a cruel twist of fate
|
||||
or simply a serious case of butterfingery.
|
||||
Ah, the lifetimes that have been spent in the pursuit of the elusive answer
|
||||
to this deceptively simple question has driven many of us down the dark road of self-destruction.
|
||||
Indeed, even as these words strike the ears of any who care to listen
|
||||
the real question is, Does It Matter? I cannot say, I wallow in a quandary
|
||||
unable to determine what better atones for my part of the Great Sin.
|
||||
Should I engage in slow and painful self-termination?
|
||||
Should I commit myself to a long life of painful self-flagellation?
|
||||
Should I throw myself with enthusiastic verve at the problem of collective annihilation?
|
||||
I do not know. Even now my mind writhes in anguish of indecision, lest the outcome be inadequate.
|
||||
|
||||
#(why_sad)
|
||||
Hmm, I detect that recent events have not gone your way. Why don't you start at the beginning?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ULTRON_BROKE) utwig-027.ogg
|
||||
*Sigh* All right, I'll try, but you know, it really doesn't matter.
|
||||
After all, we have a famous Utwig saying: when one loses the reason for existence
|
||||
one tends to get less motivated.
|
||||
This goes hand-in-hand with the painfully appropriate credo
|
||||
`We broke it so we are paying for it'.
|
||||
Of course, this isn't really accurate; the situation is so much more hideous!
|
||||
Imagine, if you can, holding within your hands The Answer!...
|
||||
...only to have it taunt you with its former potential!
|
||||
Ah, cruel irony! The loss of the Ultron grieves us all!
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_ultron)
|
||||
Um, yes, of course, the Ultron. We grieve. How sad. Now, what was it again?
|
||||
|
||||
#(GLORIOUS_ULTRON) utwig-028.ogg
|
||||
Bah! It doesn't matter! Besides being of no concern to you
|
||||
I find discussion of this matter, well, distasteful.
|
||||
*Sigh.* The Ultron was not only the thing which assures total and complete meaning of life for you and I
|
||||
it is Universal; I'm sure that you too are aware of this thing if only in legend!
|
||||
It granted us all limitless power and knowledge.
|
||||
It has been since, well, rendered inoperative.
|
||||
|
||||
#(dont_be_babies)
|
||||
Just because you busted your Ultra-thingy, don't be a bunch of cry-babies!
|
||||
|
||||
#(MOCK_OUR_PAIN) utwig-029.ogg
|
||||
Gah! Now you've really done it!
|
||||
Your blatant transgressions have me hopping mad!
|
||||
Hop hop hop! Okay, that's it! Put up your dukes! Nobody makes fun of the Ultron!
|
||||
|
||||
#(real_sorry_about_ultron)
|
||||
Sniff. That reminds me when my pet dog Splib ran in front of a... rock chipper!
|
||||
|
||||
#(APPRECIATE_SYMPATHY) utwig-030.ogg
|
||||
You are kind. If we could wield the Ultron to resurrect your Splib, we would.
|
||||
But I suddenly am overcome with waves of depression.
|
||||
I must retire now to perform rituals of anguish.
|
||||
Waves of trauma wash across my being even now. I must go.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_you_1)
|
||||
A truly unique set of events put you in your current state. Am I right?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_US_1) utwig-031.ogg
|
||||
Hah, to say the least!
|
||||
Our past is one of a glorious and proud people coupled with a cataclysm that rocks the Universe
|
||||
to its very core!
|
||||
It all began when the Chimt rose from the Murky Bog and the Utwig emerged as well.
|
||||
In these primitive times we cavorted about our world oblivious to any sort of higher purpose
|
||||
we took everything at face value.
|
||||
Meanwhile, the tendrils of the Chimt infiltrated the vast sky canopies of Fahz and then the veils fell!
|
||||
Suddenly, the Utwig were stunned by a collective realization!
|
||||
All immediately and urgently donned veils of every description! Hides, leaves, shells, rocks
|
||||
even living drells were donned in the early days.
|
||||
You see, the face is the mechanism that expresses many of the primitive qualities that hinder sentience.
|
||||
Now rid of constant reminders of greed, rage, hatred, and lust
|
||||
the wisdom of the Utwig was no longer hampered by constant reminders of the primitive urge.
|
||||
Over many generations mask etiquette was refined to a rock-solid foundation of our society.
|
||||
Sure, the Morality Riots were expensive, both in lives and infrastructure
|
||||
but the result was better mask regulation; specification from your basic Mask of Gruelling but Neccessary Activity
|
||||
to the most highly decorated Countenance of Stellar Representation. These were clearly defined.
|
||||
Recognizing the importance of flexibility, clear-cut and efficient procedures for revision and redesign
|
||||
dealt with the few anomalies. From that moment when we covered the source of our intellectual oppression
|
||||
we knew that it was a grand purpose that defined our destiny.
|
||||
Are you still listening?!
|
||||
Our entire development as a sentient species was coordinated to coincide with the appearance of a remarkable device
|
||||
the Ultron!
|
||||
We were oblivious to its tragic implication.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_you_2)
|
||||
Yow! Absolutely fascinating. But what exactly do you mean by tragic?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_US_2) utwig-032.ogg
|
||||
In order for you to truly understand the situation, you need to know more about the Ultron
|
||||
and its unique capabilities.
|
||||
You see, when the Druuge discovered the Ultron they knew that it was ours.
|
||||
The Druuge were compelled by intrinsic universal direction to take it to where it has always belonged.
|
||||
They brought it to us.
|
||||
Oh, the Ultron!
|
||||
It assured total and complete meaning of life for All -- the Universal!
|
||||
With the Ultron in hand I could sense not only your motivations and desires, but your purpose.
|
||||
I could act upon these things in ways that would most likely seem mysterious if not, well, daft.
|
||||
Years later, you would herald our participation in your development as the turning point for your species.
|
||||
The Druuge were only one of the few to benefit in this way.
|
||||
Even now, they are puzzled by the way we rewarded them for the delivery of the Ultron to its correct place.
|
||||
In twenty-four years, two months and three days they will all dance the dance of Jubilation.
|
||||
Indeed, the Ultron has allowed us to fundamentally change the Druuge forever!
|
||||
The Supox too received many benefits from our use of the Ultron.
|
||||
They can testify to its power!
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_you_3)
|
||||
Hmm, sounds like things were going pretty well. So what happened?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_US_3) utwig-033.ogg
|
||||
Yes, things were perfect. What happened is, well, I... it is difficult to talk about.
|
||||
But I saw it happen. I witnessed the Chinz-Rahl celebration.
|
||||
I felt the Ultron fill the empty place that I did not know was there.
|
||||
I saw the Grand Proctor pass it to
|
||||
well, they say that the Chief Groo did not know that it was so heavy and slippery.
|
||||
Perhaps it was a combination of factors.
|
||||
Some who have reviewed the records claim it was actually a conspiracy!
|
||||
The commission investigation officially stated that the Ultron was rendered inoperative by the fall to the ground,
|
||||
yet many feel that the whole story has not yet been told!
|
||||
As it struck the ground, I saw its glow fade, and then the painful void incapacitated all.
|
||||
All Utwig immediately donned the mask of Ultimate Embarrassment and Shame with a vow to wear it forever!
|
||||
Bonfires all over Fahz consumed all but this mask; no other mask was spared!
|
||||
The Visage of Ceremonial Orations in all of its contexts and revisions,
|
||||
as I'm sure you understand,
|
||||
all of the courting masks from the clever and intriguing Veil of Flirtatious Prancing
|
||||
to the infamous Lewd Monacle... all consumed by the hungry flames.
|
||||
Even the most fundamental fixtures were committed to this irreversible fate.
|
||||
The Mask of Natural Bodily Excretions once hung in every lavatory!
|
||||
Most of the public facilities have removed the disposable mask dispensers
|
||||
but every once in a while I still see such a repository... always empty.
|
||||
*Sigh*. At that time, many suggested that we use the Precursor relic as a form of self punishment.
|
||||
The proposal was that we collectively go to the second moon of the sixth planet of Zeta Hyades
|
||||
(at coordinates 850.3, 937.2)
|
||||
and use the ancient planeteering device to end our existence.
|
||||
After much discussion, we decided that we deserved to suffer.
|
||||
We can use the Bomb if we ever decide the time is right
|
||||
in the meantime, we atone for our grievous mistake with our collective misery.
|
||||
I suddenly sink into a chasm of depression. I must go.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_urquan_1)
|
||||
Do you know anything about the enslaving Ur-Quan?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_URQUAN_1) utwig-034.ogg
|
||||
We know nothing of this species that you mention.
|
||||
However, while we are on the subject of evil and powerful species
|
||||
we have encountered a particularly gruesome race that seemed to come from the direction of Arcturus.
|
||||
When we hailed them, they responded with mighty weapons that sent our delegation to their deaths
|
||||
lucky fools.
|
||||
The alien's dark crusty battleships are capable of guiding spinning mines into almost any location
|
||||
and should an enemy get too close, a fiery corona emerges to inflict fearsome damage.
|
||||
In our skirmishes with the race, who called themselves the Kohr-Ah
|
||||
we found that by using our own shielding capability we could sweep through the mines, absorb the corona
|
||||
and then get close enough to the dark ships to give a lick of our own.
|
||||
In truth, however, they are very powerful and ruthless.
|
||||
When the Kohr-Ah started to press toward our homeworld
|
||||
we thought that our deserved punishment was being administered.
|
||||
But then, a mystery? They suddenly became disinterested and veered away. Bah! Confounding frustration!
|
||||
With the Ultron I could speak knowledgeably on this subject!
|
||||
To have this quality torn from our grasp emphasizes how meaningless our existence really is.
|
||||
This lack of meaning is what drives my species to the serious contemplation of a quick end!
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_about_urquan_2)
|
||||
Yes, that is really a pity. So what more do you know about the Kohr-Ah?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_URQUAN_2) utwig-035.ogg
|
||||
Aagghh! Your query once again painfully reminds me of the Ultron and what it was for the Universe!
|
||||
I could tell you all and correct ALL that is wrong in the Universe!
|
||||
All I can tell you is that the Kohr-Ah live to kill.
|
||||
Their stated purpose is to seek out new life and new civilizations
|
||||
and then annihilate them.
|
||||
We seemed to qualify as such and that is why it is puzzling that after pursuing us with some tenacity
|
||||
they suddenly turned away and headed toward Crateris.
|
||||
Aangh! All this speculation would be unnecessary if only we had saved the Ultron!
|
||||
It would not have taken much; a diving catch, a thrown pillow
|
||||
even a fuzzy wumpus would have broken the fall satisfactorily!
|
||||
Indeed, a panel convened to analyze the possibilities
|
||||
concluded there were at least 623 ways that the Ultron could have been saved
|
||||
if we had been prepared! Aagghh!
|
||||
Let us cease our discussion concerning these matters.
|
||||
|
||||
#(got_ultron)
|
||||
Hey guys, guess what we've got! We've got THE ULTRON! Wanna see it?
|
||||
|
||||
#(DONT_WANT_TO_LOOK) utwig-036.ogg
|
||||
Gaaah! Should I set my gaze upon such a sight I might suffer sleepless nights for years on end!
|
||||
It is a symbol of the collective Utwig failure.
|
||||
It is our ultimate tragedy!
|
||||
|
||||
#(SICK_TRICK_1) utwig-037.ogg
|
||||
Why do you flaunt the husk which once was the Ultron?
|
||||
Can't you see how much we suffer? Is this not enough?
|
||||
This thing you possess... this husk of lost destiny, it is the symbol of the Ultimate Utwig Anguish!
|
||||
Do - Not - Tor - ment - Me - So!
|
||||
|
||||
#(SICK_TRICK_2) utwig-038.ogg
|
||||
AAAHHH!! Stop! I know that I deserve it but I cannot bear it.
|
||||
Stop, please! To view this thing... I would rather bare my face
|
||||
and work all of its parts in a grotesque display of self-degradation! Leave now!
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_neutral)
|
||||
We now terminate communication in a civil, yet efficient manner.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_NEUTRAL) utwig-039.ogg
|
||||
As do we. Go now with neither malice nor joy.
|
||||
|
||||
#(TOO_LATE) utwig-040.ogg
|
||||
It is too late.
|
||||
|
||||
#(name_1)
|
||||
The New Alliance of Free Stars
|
||||
|
||||
#(name_2)
|
||||
The Concordance of Alien Nations
|
||||
|
||||
#(name_3)
|
||||
The United Federation of Worlds
|
||||
|
||||
#(name_40)
|
||||
The Empire of
|
||||
#(name_41)
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
#(HAPPY_DAYS) utwig-041.ogg
|
||||
AAAHHH!! Every divot, every crack on Its surface is etched forever in my soul!
|
||||
Remove It from my sight lest I purge my... hey!
|
||||
that is not the devastated Ultron
|
||||
it is the image of the Ultron BEFORE!... a trick? A TRICK?!
|
||||
Oooh! I had no idea that any species could sink so low!
|
||||
How dare you try to manipulate me with that cheap stage prop?!... why it's not even
|
||||
Hey, wait a second, it looks like... CAN IT BE?... YES, IT IS!...A MIRACLE!!
|
||||
OH HAPPY DAY!! JOYOUS OCCASION!!
|
||||
You have our eternal thanks, good Captain!
|
||||
You will be immortalized as the blessed figure that delivered unto us our future!
|
||||
We will revere your very likeness!
|
||||
Let me take the Ultron...yes, I feel the link...the knowledge, and... the Power.
|
||||
Hmm, it seems that there is much to do.
|
||||
Indeed, it seems that you should proceed to the second moon of the sixth planet of Zeta Hyades
|
||||
and take what you find there; we no longer have need for it
|
||||
but the Ultron reveals that YOU will!
|
||||
I thank you for your part in the grand scheme. We now recover that which is ours via destiny
|
||||
and proceed to perform our essential service for the universe.
|
||||
|
||||
#(OK_ATTACK_KOHRAH) utwig-042.ogg
|
||||
BUT WAIT!!
|
||||
The Ultron throbs and whistles! Matters of significance are being relayed to our brains.
|
||||
It has been so long since we communicated with the ultimate in such a manner
|
||||
but slowly, the truth is revealed... our destiny!!
|
||||
We have been directed to join with our Supox allies and attack...
|
||||
YOU!...
|
||||
...no wait, that's wrong. Sorry.
|
||||
We attack... YOUR ENEMIES... the Ur-Quan and the Kohr-Ah!...
|
||||
...no, that's not quite right either... what? Oh, okay.
|
||||
We must strike ONLY the black ships... only the Kohr-Ah!
|
||||
Now, Captain, we must leave to prepare our battle fleets. Wish us luck!
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_up_after_space)
|
||||
Tell us what events have transpired since we last met.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_AFTER_SPACE_1) utwig-043.ogg
|
||||
We have met the Kohr-Ah in battle, and... well, let me explain.
|
||||
Initially, when our forces swept to the Horologii stars
|
||||
they proved effective against the armaments of the Kohr-Ah.
|
||||
With our shield-absorption technology we were able to sweep clear the Kohr-Ah's spinning blades
|
||||
and absorb the brunt of their fiery corona, allowing our Supox allies to concentrate on the vessels themselves.
|
||||
However, the costs were high... very high.
|
||||
I should don the facial effigy of Remorse For Lost Comrades.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_AFTER_SPACE_2) utwig-044.ogg
|
||||
As you know, we were forced to withdraw from the Kohr-Ah offensive.
|
||||
Although we were able to make good account of ourselves, our casualties were high.
|
||||
In our attempt to balance the Doctrinal Conflict between the Kohr-Ah and the Ur-Quan
|
||||
we avoided the Ur-Quan; however, they continued to engage us whenever possible.
|
||||
We had no choice but to take whatever losses were handed to us.
|
||||
I can think of no mask that properly expresses how I feel concerning this situation.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_now_after_space)
|
||||
Given what you have learned, what do you think we should do now?
|
||||
|
||||
#(DO_THIS_AFTER_SPACE) utwig-045.ogg
|
||||
We have done all that we can. There are no others capable of significant intervention.
|
||||
Certain doom grows imminent for all of us. We lament.
|
||||
But wait!...listen closely! The Ultron intervenes! There is a solution!
|
||||
YOU are the solution!
|
||||
Only YOU may halt the Kohr-Ah's seemingly inevitable advance upon life.
|
||||
They CAN be defeated and you MUST do it!
|
||||
Oh, my spirit is lifted! If only my mask of Confident and Lofty Posture had not been burned
|
||||
I would don it with rash impudence ignoring all etiquette and procedures!
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_after_space)
|
||||
We thank you for your aid. We go now to address the matters at hand.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_AFTER_SPACE) utwig-046.ogg
|
||||
Excellent! The Ultron's coruscations indicate that your future actions are laced with great potential!
|
||||
Proceed with our heartiest endorsement!
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_up_before_space)
|
||||
We are pleased that we were of assistance in the recovery of your Ultron.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_BEFORE_SPACE_1) utwig-047.ogg
|
||||
Indeed! We are in the process of reacclimating our brains to its metawave gyrations.
|
||||
Even now we are compelled to implement a plan of interference, thwarting the goals of the Kohr-Ah.
|
||||
We sense through the influence of the Ultron that these creatures of evil
|
||||
have goals which are mutually exclusive with our existence, and your own.
|
||||
Even now, aided by the intangible guidance of the Ultron, we formulate a plan
|
||||
that will serve to preserve the diversity in the galaxy.
|
||||
We prepare an armada composed of the collective might of both the Utwig and Supox forces
|
||||
that will pursue the invaders with the intent of foiling their plan of doom.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GENERAL_INFO_BEFORE_SPACE_2) utwig-048.ogg
|
||||
We have determined that the Kohr-Ah are engaging in battle with the species you call Ur-Quan.
|
||||
We are unable to determine the cause of this conflict.
|
||||
Even meticulous employment of the Ultron in this matter has yielded only minimal insight.
|
||||
In any case, after interpreting the direction provided by the Ultron
|
||||
we must let the two species cancel each other out via attrition through combat.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_now_before_space)
|
||||
Does the remarkable device suggest to us a potential course of action?
|
||||
|
||||
#(DO_THIS_BEFORE_SPACE) utwig-049.ogg
|
||||
Your request is within our capabilities. One moment
|
||||
Mmmm, emanations from the Ultron... orange furry air breathes tender yawns
|
||||
Yes, it all becomes clear now... you must do something with the great Bomb
|
||||
the Precursor relic we kept at Zeta Hyades VI-B.
|
||||
It seems that this Bomb must be, ah...
|
||||
eaten?... no. Hugged?... no
|
||||
Ah! IMPROVED! That's it! The Bomb must be improved to fulfill its final destiny!
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_before_space)
|
||||
We anticipate an era of glory for the Utwig! Farewell!
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_BEFORE_SPACE) utwig-050.ogg
|
||||
There is much for us to do. May the Ultron be with you!
|
||||
|
||||
#(how_went_war)
|
||||
What were the results of your actions against the Ur-Quan and Kohr-Ah?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ABOUT_BATTLE) utwig-051.ogg
|
||||
Ah Captain! The battle against the Kohr-Ah was fearsome.
|
||||
As we and our allied Supox approached the main force
|
||||
we found that the Kohr-Ah and the species you call the Ur-Quan
|
||||
were engaged in a conflict of fundamental doctrine in which the Kohr-Ah thesis seemed superior.
|
||||
Acting under the guidance of the Ultron, we engaged the Kohr-Ah in an effort to balance the battle.
|
||||
We met with some success. We would sweep the mines clear and deplete the energy reserves of the Kohr-Ah vessels.
|
||||
Then, the brave Supox would dart in and direct their weapons against the black ships.
|
||||
Timing was critical. Our losses were high.
|
||||
Battered in the extreme, we were forced to withdraw.
|
||||
|
||||
#(how_goes_war)
|
||||
How is your engagement with the Kohr-Ah and Ur-Quan going?
|
||||
|
||||
#(BATTLE_HAPPENS_1) utwig-052.ogg
|
||||
Even as I speak, brave Utwig and noble Supox launch themselves against the merciless arsenal of the Kohr-Ah.
|
||||
We continue to refine our tactics.
|
||||
Alas, the Kohr-Ah are winning their war with the Ur-Quan.
|
||||
We grow uncomfortable with the success that the Kohr-Ah are currently enjoying,
|
||||
so we fight only the Kohr-Ah in hopes of weakening their stand against the Ur-Quan.
|
||||
The Ur-Quan complicate matters by blasting our vessels with fusion bolts
|
||||
thus we have made it a policy to avoid Ur-Quan ships whenever possible.
|
||||
|
||||
#(BATTLE_HAPPENS_2) utwig-053.ogg
|
||||
We have discovered that the Kohr-Ah, in addition to their formidable battle vessels
|
||||
will soon possess an immense ship capable of inflicting destruction on a vast scale.
|
||||
I do not need to examine the pulsations of the Ultron to know that they will use this instrument
|
||||
to implement their stated objective: the elimination of all intelligent life besides their own.
|
||||
|
||||
#(FLEET_ON_WAY) utwig-054.ogg
|
||||
Even as I utter these words, the combined military resource of both the Utwig and Supox
|
||||
proceed toward Horologii to intercept the Kohr-Ah.
|
||||
Besides the importance of our efforts, the Ultron indicates
|
||||
all futures which include our survival are contingent on the actions that you now take.
|
||||
|
||||
#(learn_new_info)
|
||||
I'm glad things are looking up. Anything in the way of new developments?
|
||||
|
||||
#(NO_NEW_INFO) utwig-055.ogg
|
||||
Even now we acclimate to the great power of the Ultron
|
||||
but are overwhelmed with the resources that the Ultron offers
|
||||
in effect, we have grown rusty in its use.
|
||||
As soon as we regain our proficiency, we will be able to accommodate all your requests.
|
||||
|
||||
#(SAMATRA) utwig-056.ogg
|
||||
The Kohr-Ah will soon possess a seemingly invincible vessel called the Sa-Matra.
|
||||
I cannot give you specifics regarding this matter other than its general location
|
||||
somewhere in the Crateris constellation.
|
||||
The Sa-Matra is seemingly invincible, able to lay waste to an entire planet in less than an eyeblink.
|
||||
The Ultron indicates that you must somehow destroy this thing or the Kohr-Ah will destroy all known life.
|
||||
|
||||
#(what_now_homeworld)
|
||||
What course of action does the Ultron, your powerful attribute amplifier, recommend for us now?
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOPE_KILL_EACH_OTHER) utwig-057.ogg
|
||||
We can only hope that our efforts to balance the forces of the Ur-Quan and the Kohr-Ah
|
||||
will permit them to mutually annihilate each other.
|
||||
|
||||
#(how_is_ultron)
|
||||
It seems that you are making good use of the Ultron. Is this so?
|
||||
|
||||
#(ULTRON_IS_GREAT) utwig-058.ogg
|
||||
You ask a question that I hesistate to answer. You see, normally at this point
|
||||
I would don the mask of Rampant Jubilation and Jumping With Ecstatic Glee.
|
||||
This mask is seldom worn, for few events merit its complexity.
|
||||
Since I do not currently possess this mask
|
||||
let me just say that the Ultron is everything it could ever possibly be and MORE!
|
||||
Even now I sense that your curiosity is piqued to an extreme.
|
||||
You wish to ask more questions.
|
||||
However, these questions are probably best left unasked.
|
||||
It is through the potent yet harmonious force of the Ultron
|
||||
that I will now cause you to drop the subject altogether.
|
||||
|
||||
#(bye_allied_homeworld)
|
||||
We acknowledge the celestial Ultron and your assistance. We will now be on our way.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_ALLIED_HOMEWORLD) utwig-059.ogg
|
||||
It is as the Ultron wills. So be it. We bid you the very best luck.
|
||||
Although it is true that all possibilities can be realized through proper utilization of the Ultron
|
||||
we are, as yet, deficient operators of this grand device.
|
||||
We will, however, make a best attempt to help you from afar.
|
||||
|
||||
#(ALLIED_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_1) utwig-060.ogg
|
||||
Ah! It is the legendary Earth Captain! A grand celebration is in order!
|
||||
We prepare now for the festivities!
|
||||
Many will bow before you and offer their profuse thanks!
|
||||
Proceed now to our main spaceport and then on to the parade!
|
||||
The two week celebration of great thanks will begin! Joy!
|
||||
What? You are too busy? Alas... perhaps another time.
|
||||
|
||||
#(ALLIED_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_2) utwig-061.ogg
|
||||
Our spirits are lifted by your visit!
|
||||
I sense through the Ultron's powers that you are curious
|
||||
about the status of your well-deserved facial appliance. Fear not!
|
||||
Even though we currently have no masks worthy of your stature
|
||||
with the re-establishment of the Ultron within the structure of the Utwig wholeness
|
||||
we proceed with the design and implementation of what will truly be the pinnacle of Utwig ingenuity.
|
||||
At long last, you will be able to cover your unsightly mug with distinction!
|
||||
|
||||
#(ALLIED_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_3) utwig-062.ogg
|
||||
Ah, I see that it is the great Earth Captain honoring my lowly self with undeserved attention.
|
||||
Even now my skin prickles with embarrassment since I am unable to don a mask
|
||||
that accurately indicates my awed and respectful attitude toward you.
|
||||
I am glad to say, however, that we are in a process
|
||||
of redefining and restructuring our entire countenance catalog.
|
||||
The results will be dramatic since the Ultron is now integrated in this process.
|
||||
In the meantime, I beg that you bear with us while we complete this task.
|
||||
|
||||
#(ALLIED_HOMEWORLD_HELLO_4) utwig-063.ogg
|
||||
I am honored to encounter your greatness!
|
||||
Currently, our collective creative force is engaged in a project to honor you.
|
||||
We are in the process of transforming a planetary body
|
||||
in a location that will remain secret
|
||||
into a Great Mask. This mask will be worn by one individual and ONLY one individual!
|
||||
It is the mask of the great Captain! It is YOU that wears this mask.
|
||||
When you don this mask, we will see the eyes come alive.
|
||||
When you speak, all will hear. When you smile, we will rejoice!
|
||||
I sense your excitement concerning this project!
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_BEFORE_KOHRAH_SPACE_1) utwig-064.ogg
|
||||
Suddenly I am overcome with embarrassment!
|
||||
I possess the distinguished honor of addressing the legendary Earth Captain!
|
||||
Please excuse my lack of proper facial appliance.
|
||||
This occasion ideally calls for me to don the Expression of Ultimate Gratitude.
|
||||
Eegh! I am compelled by the forceful Emanations of the Ultron to describe the appearance of the mask.
|
||||
Its foundation is composed entirely of a matrix of beetle secretions and Trooba Fern
|
||||
in an intricate and complex texture.
|
||||
The process is extremely time-consuming since even the best-trained beetle colonies
|
||||
will build a thousand rejects for every successful foundation.
|
||||
Alas, it will be many years before any of the Utwig will be able to wear such a mask.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_BEFORE_KOHRAH_SPACE_2) utwig-065.ogg
|
||||
Do my eyes deceive me? Am I a victim of a glorious vision?
|
||||
I believe that I see before me the legendary Earth Captain!
|
||||
We have conducted a complete survey of the Utwig
|
||||
and we have convened the committee that will guide the formation of your Saintly Facade.
|
||||
We eagerly anticipate the delivery of an appliance!
|
||||
Imagine, when development is completed in perhaps less than ten years
|
||||
you may esthetically conceal the constant reminder of your bestial aspects
|
||||
and walk with pride amongst those of sophisticated intellect!
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_DURING_KOHRAH_SPACE_1) utwig-066.ogg
|
||||
The Ultron indicates that you must leave the area immediately! You are in extreme danger!
|
||||
This area is currently controlled by either the Ur-Quan or the Kohr-Ah, we are not sure.
|
||||
We are currently engaging the Kohr-Ah in an attempt to balance the conflict. Stay clear!
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_DURING_KOHRAH_SPACE_2) utwig-067.ogg
|
||||
Battle rages in the immediate area. Beware!
|
||||
The Ur-Quan and the Kohr-Ah are engaged in a conflict of doctrinal extremes.
|
||||
The Ur-Quan argument seems inferior.
|
||||
You must clear the area before you become a victim of either the Ur-Quan or Kohr-Ah.
|
||||
Leave now! We shall remain in an attempt to balance the conflict
|
||||
so that the two forces of evil might more effectively negate each other.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_AFTER_KOHRAH_SPACE_1) utwig-068.ogg
|
||||
We extend our sincere greetings to the remarkable being
|
||||
that returned to the Utwig the meaning for our continued existence.
|
||||
We have returned from a conflict of a grand scale with our fleet battered
|
||||
but our masks of Valor and Derring-Do held high!
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_AFTER_KOHRAH_SPACE_2) utwig-069.ogg
|
||||
Ah, it is the most recently appointed Ultron Saint -- the Captain from Earth!
|
||||
We flick our facial appliances collectively in a smart salute indicating both respect and gratitude.
|
||||
How can we assist you?
|
||||
|
||||
#(UP_TO_YOU) utwig-070.ogg
|
||||
The prognosticating harmonics of the Ultron reveal a truth.
|
||||
We Utwig have done all that CAN be done to aid you.
|
||||
Our tasks must now be confined to directing the many channels of causation.
|
||||
Feel confident that we are using the Ultron to this end.
|
||||
|
||||
#(can_you_help)
|
||||
Material aid from you would tilt the balance in the favor of Good.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HOW_HELP) utwig-071.ogg
|
||||
Hmm... a reasonable request. Give us a second while we consult the Ultimate.
|
||||
|
||||
#(DONT_NEED) utwig-072.ogg
|
||||
The Ultron confirms the evidence of our ocularities
|
||||
you are strong, smart and capable.
|
||||
Your fleet is at maximum strength and your ethics are sound.
|
||||
Further assistance would be redundant.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HAVE_4_SHIPS) utwig-073.ogg
|
||||
Just so. The Ultron has hummed its assent.
|
||||
Take possession of four of our Jugger craft this instant!
|
||||
|
||||
#(NO_ULTRON_AT_BOMB) utwig-074.ogg
|
||||
We are the stewards of the Bomb.
|
||||
Taunting us buys you nothing. Go now!
|
||||
|
||||
#(OUT_TAKES) utwig-075.ogg
|
||||
Hello again, heroic humanoid!
|
||||
Ever since you returned the Ultron to us
|
||||
everything has been WONDERFUL... just perfect!
|
||||
Within just two days our factories will begin churning out
|
||||
appropriate facial appliances, and I have already picked out my first mask
|
||||
the Domino of Unrivaled Merriment!
|
||||
Yes, we are all ecstatic... even the High Proctor gambols
|
||||
as she performs the Exultant Caper of Revelation!
|
||||
Look how she leaps with the Ultron held high!
|
||||
How she twists, how she twirls, how she slips and tosses the Ultron into the air... OH NOOooooo!!!
|
||||
(CRASH!!)
|
||||
|
||||
@@ -180,7 +180,7 @@ The fate of your world and your heart relate to these matters.
|
||||
#(ARILOU_HINTS_3) arilou-021.ogg
|
||||
The carnate forces of Ur-Quan and Kohr-Ah are twined about the memory of pain.
|
||||
They respond to these words:
|
||||
'Hold! What you are doing to us is wrong! Why do you do this thing?'
|
||||
`Hold! What you are doing to us is wrong! Why do you do this thing?'
|
||||
|
||||
#(ARILOU_HINTS_4) arilou-022.ogg
|
||||
The enemy of your enemy is your friend... at least for a time.
|
||||
@@ -355,7 +355,7 @@ The source of the Umgah's compulsion is the Talking Pet you gave the Umgah,
|
||||
but now it is intelligent and exhibits strange powers.
|
||||
|
||||
#(BAD_NEWS_ABOUT_TPET) arilou-043.ogg
|
||||
That is very bad news. This creature, a super-intelligent, physically coercive creature
|
||||
That is very bad news. This creature, a super-intelligent, psychically coercive creature
|
||||
is very similar to a race of beings which was thought to have vanished over 20,000 years ago.
|
||||
They were called the Dnyarri, and history tells that they ruled a wide region of this galaxy
|
||||
for many thousands of years. The Dnyarri were cruel and devious
|
||||
|
||||
@@ -271,6 +271,7 @@ We are the Mycon.
|
||||
We are part of Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
Juffo-Wup is the hot light in the darkness.
|
||||
All else is unfulfilled Void.
|
||||
The source of Juffo-Wup is at 629.1, 220.8.
|
||||
We are the Mycon.
|
||||
|
||||
#(HELLO_SPACE_2) mycon-044.ogg
|
||||
@@ -307,7 +308,7 @@ Heinous fungus! Submit to our will!
|
||||
We'll just be going now.
|
||||
|
||||
#(GOODBYE_SUN_DEVICE) mycon-051.ogg
|
||||
You are the Non. You must go now, and never return.
|
||||
Begone from our special place.
|
||||
|
||||
#(RESPONSE_1) mycon-052.ogg
|
||||
This is good.
|
||||
@@ -336,7 +337,9 @@ These are the homes of the Deep Children.
|
||||
#(HELLO_SUN_DEVICE_WORLD_1) mycon-056.ogg
|
||||
This is a special place
|
||||
filled with Juffo-Wup.
|
||||
We must not allow it to be soiled by the Non.
|
||||
But it is not the source.
|
||||
Juffo-Wup springs forth from 629.1, 220.8.
|
||||
We must not allow this place to be soiled by the Non.
|
||||
You must go. Now.
|
||||
|
||||
#(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.
|
||||
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!!
|
||||
The Ultron moans and hums! Matters of significance are being relayed to our brains.
|
||||
It has been so long since we communicated with the Ultimate in such a manner
|
||||
but slowly, the truth is revealed!!...
|
||||
Something dire is afoot in the galaxy
|
||||
The Kohr-Ah, the dark cousins of the Ur-Quan, have won their Doctrinal Conflict
|
||||
and are even now moving through the stars on a mission of universal genocide.
|
||||
The Ultron reveals that our participation is required to stop the Kohr-Ah
|
||||
before they destroy all life in this part of the galaxy.
|
||||
We will grant you the boon of our nigh invincible Jugger starship designs
|
||||
as well as a supply of trained starship commanders.
|
||||
If our allies, the Supox, are still alive, I am certain they will give you the same assistance.
|
||||
|
||||
#(name_1)
|
||||
The New Alliance of Free Stars
|
||||
@@ -429,6 +441,12 @@ YOU!...
|
||||
We attack... YOUR ENEMIES... the Ur-Quan and the Kohr-Ah!...
|
||||
...no, that's not quite right either... what? Oh, okay.
|
||||
We must strike ONLY the black ships... only the Kohr-Ah!
|
||||
IN ADDITION! We will grant you the boon of our Jugger starship designs
|
||||
as well as a supply of trained starship commanders.
|
||||
Our Juggers are nigh invincible!
|
||||
I can also say with certainty that our allies, the Supox, will give you the same assistance.
|
||||
Together, we shall defeat the Kohr-Ah!... or at least provide you with a few more months
|
||||
to find a more permanent solution.
|
||||
Now, Captain, we must leave to prepare our battle fleets. Wish us luck!
|
||||
|
||||
#(whats_up_after_space)
|
||||
@@ -700,8 +718,13 @@ Just so. The Ultron has hummed its assent.
|
||||
Take possession of four of our Jugger craft this instant!
|
||||
|
||||
#(NO_ULTRON_AT_BOMB) utwig-074.ogg
|
||||
We are the stewards of the Bomb.
|
||||
Taunting us buys you nothing. Go now!
|
||||
Foolish tricksters! Don't you know the Druuge tried that ploy on us just a few days ago?
|
||||
You say you have the Ultron, that you wish to return it to us... LIES!
|
||||
The moment our back is turned, you will sneak down to the surface of this world
|
||||
and deprive us of our destructive device of dignity.
|
||||
If you truly had our Ultron, repaired to its state of perfection
|
||||
you would surely take it to the Proctors at our homeworld at Beta Aquarii.
|
||||
Speak no more of this subject.
|
||||
|
||||
#(OUT_TAKES) utwig-075.ogg
|
||||
Hello again, heroic humanoid!
|
||||
|
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