JAM MONUMENT REFLECTION - 376
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Physical Instrument: Why dwell on dead tissue? *Your* body survived the battle. *Your* muscles proved the mightier. Celebrate the living instead.
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sorry hub
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You: Maybe it's an honest portrait of who I am and what I've done.
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Savoir Faire: A Sorry Cop? No. You're a hustler -- and you've got a long way to go. Your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Never mind. Another question -- was it all worth it?"
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worth it hub
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Okay." The lieutenant snaps shut like a lily in the afternoon.
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Esprit de Corps: The cop radio is buzzing on silent...
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You: "Do you think I was wrong? I'm sorry..."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think anything. I'm just asking questions."
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Horseback Monument: The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the brilliant sun.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the sodium lights.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling rain.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling snow.
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IsKimHere()
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You: Was it worth it?
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Horseback Monument: The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the brilliant sun.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the sodium lights.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling rain.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling snow.
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fiasco or not
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You: It's very on brand. We can work with it.
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You: A fiasco?! No, it's beautiful...
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You: Maybe it's an honest portrait of who I am and what I've done.
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You: Yes, let's get back to making money.
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Savoir Faire: Spoken like a true hustler. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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Savoir Faire: Come on, we've stood here long enough. And money doesn't sleep.
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Jump to: [Untitled hub]
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JUMP OUT to JAM / HORSEBACK MONUMENT
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Horseback Monument: The doom crier towers above, mounted on a horse. Numerous rods and ropes still hold the original reassemblage in place.
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Endurance: Nothing wrong with raw ambition.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "And was it all worth it?"
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Savoir Faire: Yes, who are you talking about?
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
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Savoir Faire: Good -- take no responsibility for this disaster. It was supposed to *promote* you, not make people fear you.
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Conceptualization: Don't you see? Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
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You: "100% worth it. I'd do it all over again -- but this time with more *profit*."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true businessman." He smiles gently.
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Horseback Monument: The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the brilliant sun.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the sodium lights.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling rain.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling snow.
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IsKimHere()
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
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next hub
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Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
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You: Yes, let's get back to making money.
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Savoir Faire: Spoken like a true hustler. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods in hopes of humouring you then closes his eyes for half a beat. When he opens them, it's clear he has something to say to you...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Detective, I have a few questions if you don't mind..."
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You: "About what?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "About this... pursuit of wealth... pursuit of recognition." He looks up, trying to find a name for your actions.
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You: "Even *I'm* not sure what that's supposed to be."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Khm," the lieutenant clears his throat, keen to move on.
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You: "Actually, I'd prefer silence."
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You: "No, I don't mind."
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Endurance: No, you should own up to it, claim it as *yours*. Forget about the haters.
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fiasco or not
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Tax? What tax? We're in Revachol." He looks around, as if looking for hidden taxation, then shakes his head.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Alright, shall we? We still have some things left to do before we can go home."
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Logic: Has The End not already come? Stones were wetted, bloods were coughed, the locals cast under greater shadow. Is this not inappropriate when tribute should instead be placed?
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Authority: Citizens must be warned. This is not only a declaration of the dead but a warning for those still alive. It comes, indomitably.
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Composure: Putting on a brave face and partying as hard as possible is the best way to get through tough times.
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Rhetoric: Happy isn't the word. You can be *satisfied* with a job well done. But the current mood doesn't invite any analogues to joy.
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You: Yes, let's get back to making money.
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Savoir Faire: Spoken like a true hustler. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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fiasco or not
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You: A fiasco?! No, it's beautiful...
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You: It's very on brand. We can work with it.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think we have time for that. And even if we did, I doubt he's around anymore. Everyone's left."
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You: "Okay, let me have one more look at the monument..."
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Horseback Monument: The veiled figure above seems to agree.
King Filippe III, the Squanderer, the Greatest of the Filippian Kings of Revachol, agrees.
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
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Jump to: [Untitled hub]
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IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
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Kim Kitsuragi: You can feel the lieutenant's stillness next to you...
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Esprit de Corps: Somewhere in a hospital bed the lieutenant turns onto his side, feverish and exhausted...
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Horseback Monument: The disco sovereign above seems to agree.
King Filippe III, the Squanderer, the Greatest of the Filippian Kings of Revachol, agrees.
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Why did you do it?"
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Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
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You: "The free market demands it."
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sun. The king of disco is lit up like a stage, anticipating a funky beat that will never come...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The apricot sceptre illuminates the disco king like a beacon in the dark, calling all dancers to wait for the drop of the next funky beat...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. Drops fall around the apricot sceptre and bounce off the glitter balls, yet the noble king of disco still hunts unperturbed for the next funky beat...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The apricot sceptre glows fiercer upon the white sheets, held up by the frozen king of disco who hunts for the next funky beat...
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worth it hub
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You: "It's not what I wanted. This is all Idiot Doom Spiral's work."
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The doom crier waits to be swallowed by the bright sky, his cardboard omen flapping in the wind like live bait...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The doom crier embraces the blackened sky, his cardboard omen hiding its ill fortune in the dark...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The doom crier welcomes the wet erosion, his cardboard omen starting to sag under the weight of the weather...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The doom crier embraces the deathly cold, his cardboard omen dusted with what looks like sky-fallen ash...
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You: She will come back.
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Horseback Monument: Wind takes some of the tickets across the pavement, littering the streets with paper police officers...
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Rhetoric: Underpaying? But you paid the highest possible price!
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Savoir Faire: The lieutenant speaks as if you're *rich* -- a common misconception -- especially if you count the tax. No, we've got a long way to go before we can feel financially comfortable. The hustle never stops!
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Savoir Faire: Honest. Maybe even *too* honest... Didn't we talk about giving back to the community?
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Endurance: Nothing wrong with raw ambition.
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The tickets remain true to their duty -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The tickets remain true to their duty, ready for the night shift -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The sodden tickets remain true to their duty against the storm -- except for a few that lie face down below, honourably drowned in a puddle...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The tickets remain true to their duty, like a crowd of commuters huddled for warmth -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to raking the drifts below...
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Savoir Faire: Good -- take no responsibility over this disaster. It was supposed to *promote* you, not bore people.
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Savoir Faire: Beauty doesn't cut it. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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Savoir Faire: Come on, we've stood here long enough. And money doesn't sleep.
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Savoir Faire: An Art Cop? No. You're a hustler -- and you've got a long way to go. Your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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You: "Wait, I want to talk to Idiot Doom Spiral first."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think we have time for that. And even if we did, I doubt he's around anymore. Everyone's left."
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
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Electrochemistry: He's talking about pussy. Our guy's gonna be *swimming* in it now that he's loaded!
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Never mind. Another question -- was it all worth it?"
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Horseback Monument: Petal wreaths cluster the monument in gloves of colour. Nectar scents the air and calls attention to the blossom. Atop it all sits a figure, veiled and black, sorrowful due to an unknown loss.
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You: (Perform the Stations of the Breath.)
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Kim Kitsuragi: He holds the position for two seconds, then relaxes, turning to face you...
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Savoir Faire: Maybe... But we still have a long way to go -- your net worth is *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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Savoir Faire: Come on, we've stood here long enough. And money doesn't sleep.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Sure, whenever you're ready."
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The penumbral griever is a silhouette against the bright sky, the flowers lifting him in requiem starting to wilt...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. Darkness completely engulfs the penumbral griever. The flowers lifting him in requiem are starting to wilt...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. Drops fall like tears down the veil of the penumbral griever, while a few fallen petals drift like funerary boats downstream, weeping into drains...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The penumbral griever cuts black his misery against the white weather. The flowers lifting him in requiem are starting to wilt in the cold...
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Savoir Faire: Good -- take no responsibility over this disaster. It was supposed to *promote* you, not mock you for your failings.
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You: "I really don't need to be judged like this, especially after the amount of tax I've paid."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Tax? What tax? We're in Revachol." He looks around, as if looking for hidden taxation, then shakes his head.
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Savoir Faire: Still keeping the superstar dream alive...
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Esprit de Corps: A white lie -- of course he has opinions.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "You managed to gather quite a fortune, kicked off by underpaying a young artist..."
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Rhetoric: Underpaying? But you paid the highest possible price!
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Savoir Faire: The lieutenant speaks as if you're *rich* -- a common misconception -- especially if you count the tax. No, we've got a long way to go before we can feel financially comfortable. The hustle never stops!
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Conceptualization: 'Gone rogue'? No, Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
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Empathy: Of course you're going to distance yourself from your misdeeds -- the lying, the conning, the exploitation...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true businessman." He smiles gently.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Alright, shall we? We still have some things left to do before we can go home."
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You: "Actually, I'd prefer silence."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Okay." The lieutenant snaps shut like the final move of a dance routine.
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Empathy: Demands *what*? Endless reconceptualization? The lives we lost? The charade?
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Savoir Faire: No, the free market demands something much more PR-friendly than what Idiot Doom Spiral has done here.
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You: "Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community."
"Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community. Even told Idiot Doom Spiral to stop drinking."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true philanthropist." He smiles gently.
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You: "Makes you proud to be part of the RCM."
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods in dutiful agreement then closes his eyes for half a beat. When he opens them, it's clear he has something to say to you...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think we have time for that. And even if we did, I doubt he's around anymore. Everyone's left."
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You: "Okay, let me have one more look at the monument..."
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Empathy: And don't forget about the lying...
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Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
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Kim Kitsuragi: "And was it all worth it?"
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worth it hub
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The tickets remain true to their duty -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The tickets remain true to their duty, ready for the night shift -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The sodden tickets remain true to their duty against the storm -- except for a few that lie face down below, honourably drowned in a puddle...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The tickets remain true to their duty, like a crowd of commuters huddled for warmth -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to raking the drifts below...
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Empathy: Demands *what*? Endless reconceptualization? The lives we lost? The charade?
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Alright, shall we? We still have some things left to do before we can go home."
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You: "Wait, I want to talk to Idiot Doom Spiral first."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Who?" The lieutenant meets your eyes with a questioning glance -- then looks up again.
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Savoir Faire: Yes, who are you talking about?
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Empathy: People are trying to mourn and all they can hear are those little tickets flapping in their ears.
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next hub
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You: Savvy, hey Savvy... where did you go?! Talk to me!
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You: Net worth, net worth, net worth... At least I've got my net worth! Watch the numbers go by.
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You: She will come back.
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You: It's fucking lonely at the top.
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Rhetoric: You *had to* pay her so little, otherwise you wouldn't have made any profit -- and if you don't make a profit, you don't have money to invest!
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Savoir Faire: The lieutenant speaks as if you're *rich* -- a common misconception -- especially if you count the tax. No, we've got a long way to go before we can feel financially comfortable. The hustle never stops!
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Horseback Monument: Wind blows hard enough to chip away at the edges of the paint. The bright rebellion is already starting to dull...
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Half Light: Look -- up there! It is he who sirens. Syntagmatarchis Trypa! Here, upon us, to warn of the mangy jowls of The Gloaming.
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Interfacing: Such busy fingers. Each ticket written by hand, ripped from the pad, then pressed against the metal until stuck.
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boring hub
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Empathy: And don't forget about the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "A fitting testament to the lives lost," the lieutenant says as he turns toward the plaza. He holds one hand against his chest, the other is outstretched -- palm flat to the air.
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Variable["yard.hanged_composure_stations"]
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Variable["yard.hanged_composure_stations"]
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Composure: That's a variation of the Stations of the Breath. It's used when the body of the deceased is not available to hold a hand against.
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Suggestion: No need to act out of line here. It may even be wise to bow your head out of respect.
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Jump to: [Untitled hub]
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You: "It's not what I wanted. This is all Idiot Doom Spiral's work."
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Horseback Monument: Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the brilliant sun.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the sodium lights.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling rain.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling snow.
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You: Was it worth it?
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IsKimHere()
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Kim Kitsuragi: You can feel the lieutenant's stillness next to you...
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Esprit de Corps: Somewhere in a hospital bed the lieutenant turns onto his side, feverish and exhausted...
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You: "100% worth it. I'd do it all over again -- but this time with more *profit*."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true businessman." He smiles gently.
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Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
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!(Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"])
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Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
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Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
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Endurance: Nothing wrong with raw ambition.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "And was it all worth it?"
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You: "It's a job well done. Any happiness should be reserved for now."
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods in respectful agreement then closes his eyes for half a beat. When he opens them, it's clear he has something to say to you...
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Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_superstar"]
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You: "Okay, let me have one more look at the monument..."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Sure, whenever you're ready."
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Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
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!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
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Empathy: And don't forget about the lying... or the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
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Empathy: And don't forget about the lying...
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Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, the thing with Idiot Doom Spiral..."
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worth it hub
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You: "Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community."
"Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community. Even told Idiot Doom Spiral to stop drinking."
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You: "100% worth it. I'd do it all over again -- but this time with more *profit*."
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You: "I really don't need to be judged like this, especially after the amount of tax I've paid."
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You: "What are you talking about?"
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
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!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"])
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Electrochemistry: He's talking about pussy. Our guy's gonna be *swimming* in it now that he's loaded!
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Never mind. Another question -- was it all worth it?"
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Esprit de Corps: A white lie -- of course he has opinions.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "One more question, if you don't mind -- was it all worth it?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Who?" The lieutenant meets your eyes with a questioning glance -- then looks up again.
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Savoir Faire: An Apocalypse Cop? No. You're a hustler -- and you've got a long way to go. Your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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Savoir Faire: Come on, we've stood here long enough. And money doesn't sleep.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "You managed to gather quite a fortune, kicked off by underpaying a young artist..."
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Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Sure, whenever you're ready."
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Horseback Monument: The ticket creature towers above, mounted on a horse. Numerous rods and ropes still hold the original reassemblage in place.
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Esprit de Corps: A white lie -- of course he has opinions.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "One more question, if you don't mind -- was it all worth it?"
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You: It's very on brand. We can work with it.
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Savoir Faire: Maybe... But we still have a long way to go -- your net worth is *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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You: "Relax, Kim. I'm just playing. Ask your questions."
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods, eyes still on the defaced statue above, on the deviant smear delivering a florid punch to its dreary surroundings.
He nods, eyes still on the defaced statue above, on the deviant smear delivering a florid punch to the dark.
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You: "To win her back."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Who?" The lieutenant meets your eyes with a questioning glance -- then looks up again.
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Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The formless complexion glows at the centre, while the old architecture surrounding it groans in the heat with looming irrelevance...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The formless complexion glows at the centre, each street lamp failing to replicate the shining brilliance of its rebellion...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The painted surface at the centre welcomes the droplets like a water slide. Around it, the coast's older architecture enjoys nothing but slow erosion...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The paint is a runny yolk at the centre, the birth cell of a new style -- ready to be dipped into and nourish the youth with sticky inspiration...
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Savoir Faire: Honest. Maybe even *too* honest... Didn't we talk about giving back to the community?
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You: It's very on brand. We can work with it.
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Savoir Faire: Maybe... But we still have a long way to go -- your net worth is *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
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You: Yes, let's get back to making money.
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You: A fiasco?! No, it's beautiful...
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You: Maybe it's an honest portrait of who I am and what I've done.
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Jump to: [Horseback Monument: "The defaced statue towers above, mo..."]
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Endurance: Nothing to see here but disrespect. The old figure will outlive this pathetic lick of paint. The past always endures.
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Hand/Eye Coordination: This splash was obviously made with a clumsy hand. Perhaps it adds to the artistry?
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Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_apocalypse"]
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!(Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_apocalypse"])
126->128
185
Horseback Monument: A cardboard sign hangs from the arm pointing out to sea. Written in shaky marker pen are the words: 'PALE SWALLOWS ALL'. What was once a gesture of great power has been hijacked to signal the ceaseless march of annihilation.
127->185
712
Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_superstar"]
128->712
643
Kim Kitsuragi: "Detective, I have a few questions if you don't mind..."
129->643
130
Kim Kitsuragi: "One more question, if you don't mind -- was it all worth it?"
130->132
131
Endurance: Nothing wrong with raw ambition.
413
Kim Kitsuragi: "And was it all worth it?"
131->413
132->58
132->93
134
You: "What are you talking about?"
132->134
420
You: "Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community."
"Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community. Even told Idiot Doom Spiral to stop drinking."
132->420
417
Kim Kitsuragi: "Alright, shall we? We still have some things left to do before we can go home."
133->417
181
Kim Kitsuragi: "You managed to gather quite a fortune, kicked off by underpaying a young artist..."
134->181
135
Horseback Monument: A bright chromatic splash lounges across the surface of the monument. It's not obvious if the paint has any intentional form or if it being there in the first place is statement enough.
441
IsKimHere()
135->441
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Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
137
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
136->137
138
!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"])
136->138
271
Electrochemistry: He's talking about pussy. Our guy's gonna be *swimming* in it now that he's loaded!
137->271
561
Kim Kitsuragi: "Never mind. Another question -- was it all worth it?"
138->561
139
You: (Shrug.)
269
Kim Kitsuragi: "Khm," the lieutenant clears his throat, keen to move on.
139->269
597
Horseback Monument: The disco danseur towers above, mounted on a horse. Numerous rods and ropes still hold the original reassemblage in place.
140->597
141
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sun. The king of disco is lit up like a stage, anticipating a funky beat that will never come...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The apricot sceptre illuminates the disco king like a beacon in the dark, calling all dancers to wait for the drop of the next funky beat...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. Drops fall around the apricot sceptre and bounce off the glitter balls, yet the noble king of disco still hunts unperturbed for the next funky beat...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The apricot sceptre glows fiercer upon the white sheets, held up by the frozen king of disco who hunts for the next funky beat...
390
Savoir Faire: Good -- take no responsibility over this disaster. People are trying to mourn and all they can see is your gaudy figure mocking them from above.
141->390
142
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
459
next hub
142->459
143
You: "I wanted better for myself."
348
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sun. The king of disco is lit up like a stage, anticipating a funky beat that will never come...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The apricot sceptre illuminates the disco king like a beacon in the dark, calling all dancers to wait for the drop of the next funky beat...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. Drops fall around the apricot sceptre and bounce off the glitter balls, yet the noble king of disco still hunts unperturbed for the next funky beat...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The apricot sceptre glows fiercer upon the white sheets, held up by the frozen king of disco who hunts for the next funky beat...
143->348
498
Empathy: It's far too soon. This portent is grossly inappropriate.
144->498
145
You: It's fucking lonely at the top.
149
Horseback Monument: The doom crier above seems to agree.
King Filippe III, the Squanderer, the Greatest of the Filippian Kings of Revachol, agrees.
145->149
146
Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_apoco"]
147
Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_apoco"]
146->147
148
!(Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_apoco"])
146->148
534
Savoir Faire: You've been through a catastrophe and still haven't reaped a *single* benefit from this doomspeak. Drop it already!
147->534
148->111
199
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
149->199
150
You: "About what?"
359
Kim Kitsuragi: "About this... pursuit of wealth... pursuit of recognition." He looks up, trying to find a name for your actions.
150->359
151
You: "Thanks." (Keep staring at the monument.)
624
Horseback Monument: Your eyes glide over the horse, over its patina green coat. Something about the mount's sad animal-eyes makes you pause...
151->624
152
Horseback Monument: Your eyes glide over the horse, over its patina green coat. Something about the mount's sad animal-eyes makes you pause...
153
You: Was it worth it?
152->153
206
You: Go away, stupid thoughts.
152->206
667
You: I've made it.
152->667
153->17
154
Savoir Faire: No, the free market demands something much more PR-friendly than what Idiot Doom Spiral has done here.
154->70
155
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The tickets remain true to their duty -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The tickets remain true to their duty, ready for the night shift -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to brushing dirt from the asphalt below...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The sodden tickets remain true to their duty against the storm -- except for a few that lie face down below, honourably drowned in a puddle...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The tickets remain true to their duty, like a crowd of commuters huddled for warmth -- except for a few that have come unstuck, now assigned to raking the drifts below...
155->45
156
Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true businessman." He smiles gently.
156->72
157
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods, eyes still on the ticket creature above, on the hundreds of parking notes rustling like feathers in the cold air.
He nods, eyes still on the ticket creature above, on the hundreds of parking notes rustling like feathers in the dark.
508
Kim Kitsuragi: "Why did you do it?"
157->508
158
You: "It's setting a precedent. We must overwrite the harms of the past with the glory of the future."
158->22
159->23
159->326
159->583
545
worth it hub
160->545
161
Rhetoric: Underpaying? You paid according to the market -- not too much, not too little...
161->160
162
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, the thing with Idiot Doom Spiral..."
162->545
614
Savoir Faire: Spoken like a true hustler. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
163->614
164
Conceptualization: Don't you see? Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
484
Empathy: Its colour really doesn't fit in with the mood right now. People are trying to *mourn*.
164->484
165
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
166
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
165->166
167
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
165->167
449
Empathy: And don't forget about the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
166->449
383
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
167->383
168
Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_boring"]
169
Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_boring"]
168->169
170
!(Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_boring"])
168->170
344
Horseback Monument: A mosaic of parking tickets cover the bronze horse and rider. Each one bears the same message from patrolman to culprit. 'This vehicle's parking permit has expired. Please pay your fines and move along.'
169->344
170->135
171
Empathy: And don't forget about the lying... or the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
171->383
172
Horseback Monument: The veiled figure towers above, mounted on a horse. Numerous rods and ropes still hold the original reassemblage in place.
172->86
173
You: "It's a shame we can't all know the victories afforded by hardened flesh."
412
Kim Kitsuragi: "Khm." Interrupted, he relaxes his arms and turns to you...
173->412
174
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
175
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
174->175
176
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"])
174->176
617
Rhetoric: Underpaying? But you paid the highest possible price!
175->617
521
Rhetoric: Underpaying? You paid according to the market -- not too much, not too little...
176->521
177
Composure: Yes, it's not very good for PR...
649
Conceptualization: 'Gone rogue'? No, Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
177->649
178
You: "Thanks." (Keep staring at the monument.)
419
Horseback Monument: Your eyes glide over the horse, over its patina green coat. Something about the mount's sad animal-eyes makes you pause...
178->419
341
Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_sorry"]
179->341
180
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The penumbral griever is a silhouette against the bright sky, the flowers lifting him in requiem starting to wilt...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. Darkness completely engulfs the penumbral griever. The flowers lifting him in requiem are starting to wilt...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. Drops fall like tears down the veil of the penumbral griever, while a few fallen petals drift like funerary boats downstream, weeping into drains...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The penumbral griever cuts black his misery against the white weather. The flowers lifting him in requiem are starting to wilt in the cold...
558
Empathy: Demands *what*? Endless reconceptualization? The lives we lost? The charade?
180->558
682
Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
181->682
182
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
183
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
182->183
184
!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"])
182->184
618
Electrochemistry: He's talking about pussy. Our guy's gonna be *swimming* in it now that he's loaded!
183->618
184->4
222
IsKimHere()
185->222
186
IsKimHere()
187
IsKimHere()
186->187
188
!(IsKimHere())
186->188
652
Kim Kitsuragi: "Doesn't feel right to party now, does it?" The lieutenant solemnly looks toward the plaza, then turns to you. "Are you at least happy with it?"
187->652
686
Horseback Monument: Your eyes glide over the horse, over its patina green coat. Something about the mount's sad animal-eyes makes you pause...
188->686
189
You: "No, I don't mind."
305
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods, eyes still on the megastar above, his face tinged by the citrus beams warming the cold air.
He nods, eyes still on the disco danseur above, his face tinged by the citrus beams illuminating the dark.
189->305
190
You: "I'd be happier if I was blasting some chem right now."
190->269
191->459
192
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
193
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
192->193
194
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192->194
193->61
345
Rhetoric: Underpaying? You paid according to the market -- not too much, not too little...
194->345
195
You: "It's not what I wanted. This is all Idiot Doom Spiral's work."
195->141
196
Kim Kitsuragi: "Hard to disagree with the sentiment considering what we just survived." The lieutenant solemnly looks toward the plaza, then turns to you.
196->78
197
Rhetoric: You *had to* pay her so little, otherwise you wouldn't have made any profit -- and if you don't make a profit, you don't have money to invest!
273
Savoir Faire: The lieutenant speaks as if you're *rich* -- a common misconception -- especially if you count the tax. No, we've got a long way to go before we can feel financially comfortable. The hustle never stops!
197->273
198
Empathy: And don't forget about the lying...
198->235
200
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
199->200
201
!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"])
199->201
274
next hub
200->274
607
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
201->607
202->16
202->66
312
You: "I really don't need to be judged like this, especially after the amount of tax I've paid."
202->312
360
You: "What are you talking about?"
202->360
203
You: "No, I don't mind."
203->157
204->67
246
You: "Gives me the itch to write a ticket myself, actually."
204->246
433
You: (Groan and hold your wound.)
204->433
668
You: "Enjoy what? It's hardly a front seat in the bowls of mirth at La Comédie Revachol."
204->668
205->43
276
You: It's fucking lonely at the top.
205->276
471
You: Savvy, hey Savvy... where did you go?! Talk to me!
205->471
631
You: Net worth, net worth, net worth... At least I've got my net worth! Watch the numbers go by.
205->631
632
Horseback Monument: Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the brilliant sun.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the sodium lights.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling rain.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling snow.
206->632
207->116
208
Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think anything. I'm just asking questions."
576
Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_boring"]
208->576
209
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
633
why hub
209->633
210
You: "That's what you get when you commission a drunk, I guess."
210->404
211
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The formless complexion glows at the centre, while the old architecture surrounding it groans in the heat with looming irrelevance...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The formless complexion glows at the centre, each street lamp failing to replicate the shining brilliance of its rebellion...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The painted surface at the centre welcomes the droplets like a water slide. Around it, the coast's older architecture enjoys nothing but slow erosion...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The paint is a runny yolk at the centre, the birth cell of a new style -- ready to be dipped into and nourish the youth with sticky inspiration...
483
Empathy: Demands *what*? Endless reconceptualization? The lives we lost? The charade?
211->483
212
Savoir Faire: Yes, who are you talking about?
212->50
213
Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true businessman." He smiles gently.
213->710
615
Savoir Faire: Savvy's here, watching the little *fiasco* of the horseback monument. You should distance yourself from this project. Say it's your Personal Brand Strategist gone rogue.
214->615
215
Jump to: [Horseback Monument: "The disco danseur towers above, mou..."]
215->597
216
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
217
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
216->217
218
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
216->218
642
Empathy: And don't forget about the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
217->642
218->247
221
next hub
219->221
220
Kim Kitsuragi: "About this... pursuit of wealth... pursuit of recognition." He looks up, trying to find a name for your actions.
260
You: "Actually, I'd prefer silence."
220->260
450
You: "No, I don't mind."
220->450
418
You: She will come back.
221->418
453
You: It's fucking lonely at the top.
221->453
593
You: Net worth, net worth, net worth... At least I've got my net worth! Watch the numbers go by.
221->593
648
You: Savvy, hey Savvy... where did you go?! Talk to me!
221->648
223
IsKimHere()
222->223
224
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222->224
223->196
224->624
225
Kim Kitsuragi: "Who?" The lieutenant meets your eyes with a questioning glance -- then looks up again.
688
Savoir Faire: Yes, who are you talking about?
225->688
226
Kim Kitsuragi: "One more question, if you don't mind -- was it all worth it?"
226->107
659
Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true philanthropist." He smiles gently.
227->659
228
Endurance: No, you should own up to it, claim it as *yours*. Forget about the haters.
228->9
464
Savoir Faire: Maybe... But we still have a long way to go -- your net worth is *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
229->464
230
You: "To win her back."
230->225
231
Horseback Monument: The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the brilliant sun.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the sodium lights.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling rain.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling snow.
625
IsKimHere()
231->625
232
You: (Shout.) "Listen to your leader, people of the coast -- the worst is yet to come!"
496
Kim Kitsuragi: "Khm," the lieutenant clears his throat, keen to move on.
232->496
233
You: "This is only the beginning." (Grin wickedly.)
233->496
234
You: (Nod.)
234->496
236
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
235->236
237
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"])
235->237
236->197
308
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
237->308
238
why hub
238->42
242
You: "I wanted better for myself."
238->242
429
You: "Don't you think we should make the most of the short time we all have left?"
238->429
469
You: "To win her back."
238->469
503
You: "The free market demands it."
238->503
239
Horseback Monument: A seagull lands on the monument, surveying the town below. Then it takes off again.
239->199
240->15
241
Kim Kitsuragi: "Alright, shall we? We still have some things left to do before we can go home."
495
You: "Okay, let me have one more look at the monument..."
241->495
565
You: "Wait, I want to talk to Idiot Doom Spiral first."
241->565
695
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The doom crier waits to be swallowed by the bright sky, his cardboard omen flapping in the wind like live bait...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The doom crier embraces the blackened sky, his cardboard omen hiding its ill fortune in the dark...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The doom crier welcomes the wet erosion, his cardboard omen starting to sag under the weight of the weather...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The doom crier embraces the deathly cold, his cardboard omen dusted with what looks like sky-fallen ash...
242->695
243
Savoir Faire: Spoken like a true hustler. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
243->665
244
Kim Kitsuragi: "Is this a parody? It's... not bad." The lieutenant looks towards the plaza and sighs. "We're lucky to to be able to enjoy this."
516
Drama: How dull! Entertainment isn't a wall to read. Where are the performers and pyrotechnics? No one will pay attention to this.
244->516
245
Conceptualization: Don't you see? Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
245->74
246->278
248
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
247->248
249
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"])
247->249
277
Rhetoric: You *had to* pay her so little, otherwise you wouldn't have made any profit -- and if you don't make a profit, you don't have money to invest!
248->277
573
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
249->573
250
Kim Kitsuragi: "Khm," the lieutenant clears his throat, keen to move on.
435
Kim Kitsuragi: "Detective, I have a few questions if you don't mind..."
250->435
251
Horseback Monument: The ticket creature above seems to agree.
King Filippe III, the Squanderer, the Greatest of the Filippian Kings of Revachol, agrees.
251->18
252
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
253
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
252->253
254
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
252->254
434
Empathy: And don't forget about the lying... or the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
253->434
254->69
255
You: "I really don't need to be judged like this, especially after the amount of tax I've paid."
402
Kim Kitsuragi: "Tax? What tax? We're in Revachol." He looks around, as if looking for hidden taxation, then shakes his head.
255->402
256
why hub
256->120
257
You: "It's not what I wanted. This is all Idiot Doom Spiral's work."
256->257
287
You: "I wanted better for myself."
256->287
365
You: "Why do you think we do anything? It's the question behind all art."
256->365
477
You: "The free market demands it."
256->477
541
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The formless complexion glows at the centre, while the old architecture surrounding it groans in the heat with looming irrelevance...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The formless complexion glows at the centre, each street lamp failing to replicate the shining brilliance of its rebellion...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The painted surface at the centre welcomes the droplets like a water slide. Around it, the coast's older architecture enjoys nothing but slow erosion...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The paint is a runny yolk at the centre, the birth cell of a new style -- ready to be dipped into and nourish the youth with sticky inspiration...
257->541
258
Kim Kitsuragi: "Sure, whenever you're ready."
512
Horseback Monument: The defaced statue towers above, mounted on a horse. Numerous rods and ropes still hold the original reassemblage in place.
258->512
333
Jump to: [Horseback Monument: "The veiled figure towers above, mou..."]
259->333
260->5
261
Horseback Monument: A seagull lands on the monument, surveying the town below. Then it takes off again.
261->298
262
You: "The free market demands it."
262->180
263
You: "To win her back."
596
Kim Kitsuragi: "Who?" The lieutenant meets your eyes with a questioning glance -- then looks up again.
263->596
264
superstar hub
264->98
264->139
264->190
458
You: "We all need a pick-me-up and I'm glad to provide -- as entertainer, style leader, superstar law-officer of the world!"
264->458
265
You: She will come back.
350
Horseback Monument: One of the lights flickers and abandons a part of the bronze figure to the murk, if only for a second...
265->350
266
You: It's fucking lonely at the top.
266->38
267->107
346
Empathy: Demands *what*? Endless reconceptualization? The lives we lost? The charade?
268->346
422
Kim Kitsuragi: "Detective, I have a few questions if you don't mind..."
269->422
270
Kim Kitsuragi: "Tax? What tax? We're in Revachol." He looks around, as if looking for hidden taxation, then shakes his head.
270->658
271->561
391
Savoir Faire: Beauty doesn't cut it. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
272->391
273->202
274->145
425
You: Net worth, net worth, net worth... At least I've got my net worth! Watch the numbers go by.
274->425
467
You: She will come back.
274->467
494
You: Savvy, hey Savvy... where did you go?! Talk to me!
274->494
275
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, the thing with Idiot Doom Spiral..."
275->202
276->251
277->570
278->435
279
Composure: Yes, it's not very good for PR...
280
Conceptualization: 'Gone rogue'? No, Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
279->280
634
Empathy: Of course you're going to distance yourself from your misdeeds -- the lying, the conning, the exploitation...
280->634
281
Kim Kitsuragi: "Never mind. Another question -- was it all worth it?"
281->636
282
You: "About what?"
696
Kim Kitsuragi: "About this... pursuit of wealth... pursuit of recognition." He looks up, trying to find a name for your actions.
282->696
283
You: "Thanks." (Keep staring at the monument.)
283->152
284
Savoir Faire: A Boring Cop? No. You're a hustler -- and you've got a long way to go. Your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
438
Savoir Faire: Come on, we've stood here long enough. And money doesn't sleep.
284->438
285
You: "Khm, that was an inappropriate joke. Ask your questions."
285->157
639
Horseback Monument: A seagull lands on the monument, surveying the town below. Then it takes off again.
286->639
287->121
288
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
289
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
288->289
290
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
288->290
588
Empathy: And don't forget about the lying... or the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
289->588
408
Empathy: And don't forget about the lying...
290->408
292
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
291->292
293
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
291->293
678
Empathy: And don't forget about the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
292->678
460
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
293->460
294->259
645
Savoir Faire: Beauty doesn't cut it. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
295->645
296
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, even the street lamp."
296->132
297
You: "Wait, I want to talk to Idiot Doom Spiral first."
297->32
299
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
298->299
300
!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"])
298->300
299->221
685
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
300->685
301->417
302
Rhetoric: You *had to* pay her so little, otherwise you wouldn't have made any profit -- and if you don't make a profit, you don't have money to invest!
302->687
303->460
304
Kim Kitsuragi: "About this... pursuit of wealth... pursuit of recognition." He looks up, trying to find a name for your actions.
304->64
304->189
305->39
306->41
307
Kim Kitsuragi: "Sure, whenever you're ready."
307->12
309
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
308->309
310
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"])
308->310
563
Rhetoric: Underpaying? But you paid the highest possible price!
309->563
604
Rhetoric: Underpaying? You paid according to the market -- not too much, not too little...
310->604
311->202
399
Kim Kitsuragi: "Tax? What tax? We're in Revachol." He looks around, as if looking for hidden taxation, then shakes his head.
312->399
313
Endurance: No, you should own up to it, claim it as *yours*. Forget about the haters.
500
fiasco or not
313->500
314
Kim Kitsuragi: "Okay." The lieutenant snaps shut like a world-ending implosion.
537
Esprit de Corps: The cop radio is buzzing on silent...
314->537
316
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"]
315->316
317
!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_savvy_her"])
315->317
671
Electrochemistry: He's talking about pussy. Our guy's gonna be *swimming* in it now that he's loaded!
316->671
317->281
318
Jump to: [Untitled hub]
318->5460087
319->318
321
IsKimHere()
320->321
322
!(IsKimHere())
320->322
472
Kim Kitsuragi: You can feel the lieutenant's stillness next to you...
321->472
572
Esprit de Corps: Somewhere in a hospital bed the lieutenant turns onto his side, feverish and exhausted...
322->572
323->154
324
You: "Actually, I'd prefer silence."
439
Kim Kitsuragi: "Okay." The lieutenant snaps shut like a pocket book.
324->439
325
You: "I wanted better for myself."
325->155
699
Kim Kitsuragi: "Okay." The lieutenant snaps shut like a lid on a paint tin.
326->699
327
Horseback Monument: The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the brilliant sun.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, under the sodium lights.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling rain.
The thought rings hollow in your silent mind. It's even quieter on the roundabout, in the falling snow.
542
IsKimHere()
327->542
328
Horseback Monument: The defaced statue above seems to agree.
King Filippe III, the Squanderer, the Greatest of the Filippian Kings of Revachol, agrees.
702
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
328->702
329
Horseback Monument: Your eyes glide over the horse, over its patina green coat. Something about the mount's sad animal-eyes makes you pause...
364
You: I've made it.
329->364
368
You: Go away, stupid thoughts.
329->368
675
You: Was it worth it?
329->675
330
You: "Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community."
"Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community. Even told Idiot Doom Spiral to stop drinking."
482
Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true philanthropist." He smiles gently.
330->482
331
Kim Kitsuragi: "And was it all worth it?"
331->545
332
Empathy: And don't forget about the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
585
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
332->585
333->172
334->2
335
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
336
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
335->336
337
!(Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"])
335->337
336->296
555
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, the thing with Idiot Doom Spiral..."
337->555
338->172
339
Savoir Faire: Savvy's here, watching the little *fiasco* of the horseback monument. You should distance yourself from this project. Say it's your Personal Brand Strategist gone rogue.
339->177
340
Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true philanthropist." He smiles gently.
340->417
342
Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_sorry"]
341->342
343
!(Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_sorry"])
341->343
452
Savoir Faire: Didn't we talk about saying sorry? Why are you saying sorry again?
342->452
382
Esprit de Corps: A white lie -- of course he has opinions.
343->382
454
IsKimHere()
344->454
345->687
389
Savoir Faire: Perhaps. The free market does work in mysterious ways. At least Idiot Doom Spiral has made you look like the cool cat you are.
346->389
347
Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think anything. I'm just asking questions."
347->99
622
Savoir Faire: Honest. Maybe even *too* honest... Didn't we talk about giving back to the community?
348->622
349
Savoir Faire: Savvy's here, watching the little *fiasco* of the horseback monument. You should distance yourself from this project. Say it's your Personal Brand Strategist gone rogue.
560
Composure: Yes, it's not very good for PR...
349->560
350->459
351->63
529
Savoir Faire: A Superstar Cop? No. You're a hustler -- and you've got a long way to go. Your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
352->529
353
You: Was it worth it?
353->231
354
You: "No, I don't mind."
630
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods, eyes still on the doom crier above, on the arm holding out the portent in the cold air.
He nods, eyes still on the doom crier above, on the arm holding out the portent, barely readable in the dark.
354->630
355
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
356
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
355->356
357
!(Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"])
355->357
468
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, even the street lamp."
356->468
357->275
358
Empathy: And don't forget about the lying... or the way you conned an honest pawnshop owner.
358->235
359->354
499
You: "Actually, I'd prefer silence."
359->499
603
Kim Kitsuragi: "You managed to gather quite a fortune, kicked off by underpaying a young artist..."
360->603
361
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, even the street lamp."
361->636
362
You: "What you're seeing here is a total lack of appreciation for both art *and* history."
362->404
363
Esprit de Corps: Somewhere in a hospital bed the lieutenant turns onto his side, feverish and exhausted...
363->75
364->327
701
Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think anything. I'm just asking questions."
365->701
366
Rhetoric: Underpaying? But you paid the highest possible price!
366->160
367
Kim Kitsuragi: "You managed to gather quite a fortune, kicked off by underpaying a young artist..."
707
Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
367->707
546
Horseback Monument: Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the brilliant sun.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the sodium lights.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling rain.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling snow.
368->546
369
Savoir Faire: Geez, you artsy types are unbearable. No wonder you struggle to make your millions...
677
Esprit de Corps: A white lie -- of course he has opinions.
369->677
370
Conceptualization: Oh yes, much is to be discussed at length here. The éclaboussure breaks up the lines of the original bronze piece, setting up an act of rebellion for us all to follow. It is an anarcho-modern calling -- destruction of the past, cause for the future.
370->125
371
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
372
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
371->372
373
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
371->373
372->332
373->585
375
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
376
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
375->376
377
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
375->377
376->171
416
Empathy: And don't forget about the lying...
377->416
379
IsKimHere()
378->379
380
!(IsKimHere())
378->380
379->81
380->419
381
Endurance: No, you should own up to it, claim it as *yours*. Forget about the haters.
381->31
382->130
384
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
383->384
385
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"])
383->385
518
Rhetoric: You *had to* pay her so little, otherwise you wouldn't have made any profit -- and if you don't make a profit, you don't have money to invest!
384->518
385->174
386
Savoir Faire: Yes, who are you talking about?
386->182
387
You: I've made it.
387->620
388
You: Savvy, hey Savvy... where did you go?! Talk to me!
388->349
389->267
653
Conceptualization: Don't you see? Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
390->653
391->492
392
You: "About what?"
392->304
393
You: "Fame and riches come naturally to me, don't you think?"
393->347
394
You: I've made it.
394->231
395
Esprit de Corps: Somewhere in a hospital bed the lieutenant turns onto his side, feverish and exhausted...
395->274
396
Kim Kitsuragi: You can feel the lieutenant's stillness next to you...
396->274
397
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The doom crier waits to be swallowed by the bright sky, his cardboard omen flapping in the wind like live bait...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. The doom crier embraces the blackened sky, his cardboard omen hiding its ill fortune in the dark...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. The doom crier welcomes the wet erosion, his cardboard omen starting to sag under the weight of the weather...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The doom crier embraces the deathly cold, his cardboard omen dusted with what looks like sky-fallen ash...
397->65
398->241
399->241
400
You: It's very on brand. We can work with it.
536
Savoir Faire: Maybe... But we still have a long way to go -- your net worth is *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
400->536
401->205
402->72
403
You: "What are you talking about?"
403->114
404->159
405
You: "Okay, let me have one more look at the monument..."
405->258
406
Jump to: [Untitled hub]
406->5460087
446
Endurance: Nothing wrong with raw ambition.
407->446
408->585
409->545
410->77
411
You: "Mhm." (Bow your head.)
411->129
412->643
413->132
414
Empathy: It fits the day. Anything else would be grossly inappropriate.
414->335
415
You: I've made it.
415->7
416->383
417->56
417->297
595
Horseback Monument: Wind takes some petals across the pavement, littering the streets with white and red...
418->595
419->89
419->415
524
You: Go away, stupid thoughts.
419->524
420->340
421
You: Go away, stupid thoughts.
490
Horseback Monument: Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the brilliant sun.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the sodium lights.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling rain.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling snow.
421->490
422->64
422->189
422->392
423
You: "Thanks." (Keep staring at the monument.)
423->686
424
You: "I'm only kidding. Ask your questions."
424->305
425->239
426
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
426->238
427
You: Maybe it's an honest portrait of who I am and what I've done.
427->113
428
Kim Kitsuragi: "Why did you do it?"
428->426
605
Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think anything. I'm just asking questions."
429->605
431
Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
430->431
432
!(Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"])
430->432
431->252
432->216
433->250
434->247
435->203
435->282
435->324
436->205
437
Kim Kitsuragi: "Ah yes. Spoken like a true philanthropist." He smiles gently.
437->72
487
Jump to: [Horseback Monument: "The ticket creature towers above, m..."]
438->487
674
Esprit de Corps: The cop radio is buzzing on silent...
439->674
440
You: "Why do you think? It gave me something to do."
440->208
442
IsKimHere()
441->442
443
!(IsKimHere())
441->443
698
Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant considers the restoration for a few seconds. "Am I not seeing something here? There's not much to it."
442->698
443->329
444
Kim Kitsuragi: "Why did you do it?"
584
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
444->584
445
You: "Thanks." (Keep staring at the monument.)
445->329
446->331
466
apoco hub
447->466
448
Electrochemistry: Not bad, not bad. It's just lacking some *objets de destruction*. Needs a ciggy or a half-drunk bottle. In fact, so do *you*.
448->264
449->383
522
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods, eyes still on the veiled apparition above, on the troves and troves of flowers below, their sickly sweet scent pungent in the cold air.
He nods, eyes still on the veiled apparition above, on the troves and troves of flowers below, their sickly sweet scent pungent in the dark.
450->522
451
You: "I wanted better for myself."
525
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the brilliant sunlight. The penumbral griever is a silhouette against the bright sky, the flowers lifting him in requiem starting to wilt...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so under the sodium lights. Darkness completely engulfs the penumbral griever, the flowers lifting him in requiem starting to wilt...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the rain. Drops fall like tears down the veil of the penumbral griever, while a few fallen petals drift like funerary boats downstream, weeping into drains...
He nods. The roundabout is quiet, almost eerily so in the snow. The penumbral griever cuts black his misery against the white weather, the flowers lifting him in requiem starting to wilt in the cold...
451->525
452->382
453->33
455
IsKimHere()
454->455
456
!(IsKimHere())
454->456
455->244
456->152
457
Horseback Monument: An apricot sceptre shines party-bright across the monument. Glitter balls dangle like severed heads below the eternal king of disco. It is unmistakably a vision of you in your prime -- a killer on the performance floor, icon for all.
457->186
458->269
459->265
459->266
459->388
559
You: Net worth, net worth, net worth... At least I've got my net worth! Watch the numbers go by.
459->559
461
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
460->461
462
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"])
460->462
461->302
462->192
463
why hub
463->40
463->143
463->195
463->230
463->393
464->492
465->270
466->232
466->233
466->234
601
You: "Maybe a tribute to the deceased would make more sense now..."
466->601
629
Horseback Monument: Wind makes the cardboard omen swing menacingly, like a pendulum ticking down to a dreaded epilogue...
467->629
468->202
469->112
470
Savoir Faire: That's *all* it was to you? You should have never got out of bed.
470->117
473
Savoir Faire: Savvy's here, watching the little *fiasco* of the horseback monument. You should distance yourself from this project. Say it's your Personal Brand Strategist gone rogue.
471->473
472->205
473->279
474
Endurance: No, you should own up to it, claim it as *yours*. Forget about the haters.
507
fiasco or not
474->507
475
You: "To win her back."
475->73
476->47
477->211
478
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
478->75
479
You: "I really don't need to be judged like this, especially after the amount of tax I've paid."
479->27
480->405
481
Empathy: Of course you're going to distance yourself from your misdeeds -- the lying, the conning, the exploitation...
481->26
482->710
676
Savoir Faire: No, the free market demands something less niche than what Idiot Doom Spiral has done here.
483->676
513
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
484->513
485
Kim Kitsuragi: "One more question, if you don't mind -- was it all worth it?"
485->545
486
Composure: Yes, it's not very good for PR...
589
Conceptualization: 'Gone rogue'? No, Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
486->589
487->319
647
Conceptualization: Don't you see? Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
488->647
489->459
490->35
491->460
492->215
493
Empathy: It may have good intentions but it's come at the completely wrong time.
655
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
493->655
566
Savoir Faire: Savvy's here, watching the little *fiasco* of the horseback monument. You should distance yourself from this project. Say it's your Personal Brand Strategist gone rogue.
494->566
495->307
567
Kim Kitsuragi: "Detective, I have a few questions if you don't mind..."
496->567
497
Conceptualization: 'Gone rogue'? No, Idiot Doom Spiral has finally achieved something *remarkable*.
628
Empathy: Of course you're going to distance yourself from your misdeeds -- the lying, the conning, the exploitation...
497->628
498->355
499->314
500->400
500->427
501
You: Yes, let's get back to making money.
500->501
502
You: A fiasco?! No, it's beautiful...
500->502
501->243
666
Savoir Faire: Beauty doesn't cut it. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
502->666
503->397
505
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
504->505
506
!(Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"])
504->506
505->361
539
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, the thing with Idiot Doom Spiral..."
506->539
507->21
507->118
582
You: A fiasco?! No, it's beautiful...
507->582
697
You: Maybe it's an honest portrait of who I am and what I've done.
507->697
508->209
509
Esprit de Corps: The cop radio is buzzing on silent...
509->119
509->445
510->328
511
You: "100% worth it. I'd do it all over again -- but this time with more *profit*."
511->213
512->406
514
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
513->514
515
!(Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"])
513->515
706
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, even the street lamp."
514->706
515->162
616
Esprit de Corps: This is the orderly pattern of duty; a picture of a job well done, over and over.
516->616
517->512
594
Savoir Faire: The lieutenant speaks as if you're *rich* -- a common misconception -- especially if you count the tax. No, we've got a long way to go before we can feel financially comfortable. The hustle never stops!
518->594
519->55
520->259
521->594
644
Kim Kitsuragi: "Why did you do it?"
522->644
523->178
646
You: "Sorry. I don't know what got into me. Ask your questions."
523->646
524->88
651
Savoir Faire: Honest. Maybe even *too* honest... Didn't we talk about giving back to the community?
525->651
526
Empathy: Of course you're going to distance yourself from your misdeeds -- the lying, the conning, the exploitation...
526->381
527->226
528
Horseback Monument: A seagull lands on the monument, surveying the town below. Then it takes off again.
528->691
529->492
530->60
531
Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
532
Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
531->532
533
!(Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"])
531->533
661
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
532->661
590
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
533->590
534->111
535
Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think we have time for that. And even if we did, I doubt he's around anymore. Everyone's left."
535->495
536->665
537->151
608
You: "Well, it's not The End yet. Ask your questions while you can."
537->608
538->245
539->636
540
Savoir Faire: Good -- take no responsibility over this disaster. It was supposed to *promote* you, not confuse people.
540->164
541->540
543
IsKimHere()
542->543
544
!(IsKimHere())
542->544
700
Kim Kitsuragi: You can feel the lieutenant's stillness next to you...
543->700
544->363
545->330
545->479
545->511
640
You: "What are you talking about?"
545->640
546->542
547
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
548
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
547->548
549
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"])
547->549
548->366
549->161
550
Jump to: [Horseback Monument: "The doom crier towers above, mounte..."]
550->12
638
art hub
551->638
552->54
552->173
552->411
553
You: "Indeed. We must mourn their absence."
552->553
553->129
554
You: "About what?"
554->220
555->132
556
Shivers: A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
557
why hub
556->557
557->6
557->87
557->262
557->263
557->451
650
Savoir Faire: No, the free market demands something much more PR-friendly than what Idiot Doom Spiral has done here.
558->650
559->528
560->62
561->107
623
Esprit de Corps: The cop radio is buzzing on silent...
562->623
563->273
564
Savoir Faire: Honest. Maybe even *too* honest... Didn't we talk about giving back to the community?
564->13
565->535
660
Composure: Yes, it's not very good for PR...
566->660
567->150
567->354
567->499
568->241
569->311
570->636
571->70
572->205
574
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"]
573->574
575
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_max"])
573->575
574->44
669
Rhetoric: Underpaying? You paid according to the market -- not too much, not too little...
575->669
577
Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_boring"]
576->577
578
!(Variable["whirling.orb_ultraliberal_blamed_boring"])
576->578
577->470
578->117
579
Horseback Monument: A seagull lands on the monument, surveying the town below. Then it takes off again.
579->18
580
Savoir Faire: Beauty doesn't cut it. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still *nothing* if you factor in the tax!
580->438
581
You: "Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community."
"Hey, it's the system. I did my best to support artists, employ people, give back to the community. Even told Idiot Doom Spiral to stop drinking."
581->437
582->580
583->611
584->256
586
Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"]
585->586
587
!(Variable["pier.cindy_art_paid_minumum"])
585->587
586->76
587->547
588->585
589->481
591
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
590->591
592
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
590->592
591->80
592->235
593->261
594->132
595->221
596->386
597->34
598->463
599
Kim Kitsuragi: "But was it all worth it? Everything that came before -- Cindy, the stocks, even the street lamp."
599->107
600->10
606
Kim Kitsuragi: He nods in woeful agreement then closes his eyes for half a beat. When he opens them, it's clear he has something to say to you...
601->606
602
You: Go away, stupid thoughts.
694
Horseback Monument: Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the brilliant sun.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the sodium lights.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling rain.
Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout in the falling snow.
602->694
603->531
604->273
605->146
606->567
607->274
608->630
609->438
610->438
611->444
612->212
613->48
614->124
615->486
616->79
617->594
618->4
619->221
620->35
621
Kim Kitsuragi: "I don't think we have time for that. And even if we did, I doubt he's around anymore. Everyone's left."
621->102
622->97
623->423
623->424
624->353
624->394
624->602
626
IsKimHere()
625->626
627
!(IsKimHere())
625->627
626->396
627->395
628->313
629->274
630->428
631->579
632->320
633->325
633->440
633->475
637
You: "The free market demands it."
633->637
673
You: "It's not what I wanted. This is all Idiot Doom Spiral's work."
633->673
634->474
635->68
636->255
636->403
636->581
672
You: "100% worth it. I'd do it all over again -- but this time with more *profit*."
636->672
637->71
638->24
638->158
638->210
638->362
639->702
640->367
641->409
642->247
643->260
643->450
643->554
644->556
645->259
646->522
647->414
648->339
649->526
650->413
651->131
652->29
653->493
654
You: "Wait, I want to talk to Idiot Doom Spiral first."
654->621
656
Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"]
655->656
657
!(Variable["canal.light_paid_shares"])
655->657
656->599
657->106
658->102
658->654
659->658
660->497
662
Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"]
661->662
663
!(Variable["canal.light_lowest_shares"])
661->663
662->358
663->198
664->202
665->550
666->665
667->17
668->250
669->570
670->636
671->281
672->156
673->46
674->283
674->285
675->327
676->331
677->485
678->460
679
Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_sorry"]
680
Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_sorry"]
679->680
681
!(Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_sorry"])
679->681
680->53
681->168
683
Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
682->683
684
!(Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"])
682->684
683->375
684->165
685->221
686->8
686->387
686->421
687->107
688->136
689->228
690->422
692
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
691->692
693
!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"])
691->693
692->459
693->142
694->625
695->564
696->203
696->324
697->284
698->370
699->509
700->75
701->369
703
Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"]
702->703
704
!(Variable["jam.horseback_monument_reflection_shivers"])
702->704
703->75
704->478
705->124
706->545
708
Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"]
707->708
709
!(Variable["cargo.mrlb_hustle_lie_success"])
707->709
708->288
709->371
710->49
710->405
711->448
713
Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_superstar"]
712->713
714
!(Variable["plaza.ultralib_monument_superstar"])
712->714
713->457
714->679