WHIRLING F2 ORB Ultraliberal Quest Initiation - 371

G 0 START 1 input 0->1 38 Savoir Faire: Hey, money-mouth. Eendracht. The impeccable hustler-provider of the seventh generation. It's showtime with Savvy! 1->38 2 DayCount() == 4 3 DayCount() == 4 2->3 4 !(DayCount() == 4) 2->4 19 Logic: It's day four if we're counting days since the *event*. 3->19 55 Savoir Faire: Listen, if you really want to make it in the big leagues, you need to *re-conceptualize* your entire portfolio. Collecting tare and moaning about taxes is not going to cut it. 4->55 5 Savoir Faire: *One* coin. The first of many. Imagine so many coins you're going to need to hire someone to help you manage all your wealth. 15 how millionaire 5->15 6 Savoir Faire: By all accounts this place should be *swarming* with artist-types. It's just a matter of time until you meet one. Look for squats and cheap rentals, we might even chance upon a *political artivist* here. 73 Savoir Faire: Go and support them like the state never could. Everyone must know that you're a big fucking shark around here! 6->73 7 Jump to: [post-decision hub] 69 post-decision hub 7->69 8 Savoir Faire: Go and support her like the state never could. Everyone must know that you're a big fucking shark around here! 9 You: Not today, thanks. [Discard thought.] 10 Savoir Faire: It should be the other way around. Old mitred money showing up at your doorstep, begging for a slice of cake. 10->15 11 Savoir Faire: And then what? Join the ranks of blue-collar criminals? 11->15 12 Savoir Faire: Don't listen to this fool. It's not about the artists, it's about the *buyers*. You can't hang 'vapour-porn' in the foyer of your chalet. 44 Jump to: [post-decision hub] 12->44 13 Savoir Faire: What's up? I'm worried about what's *down*, broke boy. I'm talking about your severe lack of money. 50 moneyhub1 13->50 14 Savoir Faire: No, you don't! You just keep muttering about your 'economic self-interest' and not doing anything about it. Yeah, I heard you back there. What the hell was that?! 80 moneyhub2 14->80 51 You: I could pitch another project to this Mega Rich Light-Bending Guy in the container? 15->51 56 You: I could sell Kim's motorcar, like I sold his spinners? 15->56 60 You: I assume begging rich ladies on boats is not the correct answer. 15->60 84 You: Really, that's it? That's all I have to say? Why aren't *you guys* helping me out? Really, no ideas? Why aren't *you guys* helping me out? 15->84 85 You: Alright, I give up -- I have no idea how to make millions. 15->85 90 You: Does this giant check that Evrart gave me help? 15->90 91 You: Mañana flicked me a coin. 15->91 16 Jump to: [how millionaire] 16->15 17 Savoir Faire: No, you need something *real*, something you can hold on to with all your claws and teeth. 17->44 18 You: I know all about money. 18->14 19->55 20 You: Wait, win *whom* back? 62 Savoir Faire: The spirit of ultraliberalism. Your charm, your spin, your winning hand. 20->62 21 You: Something about this doesn't sit right... 24 Savoir Faire: Stop grumbling, it's time to move. Are you in or are you out? 21->24 22 You: Cindy seems the type. 87 Savoir Faire: You're right. She has the poise of a struggling artist. Very *tangible*. You can *feel* the poverty on her. Plus, she has paint. 22->87 23 Savoir Faire: What? No, screw that shit-show. You're at the centre of this one. Come on down, contestant, you're about to make some *money*. 23->50 27 You: Actually I'm good on the money front. [Opt out.] 24->27 65 You: Alright, then. Show me the millions. (Opt in.) 24->65 25 Savoir Faire: No, don't you ever be sorry. You think the Salzneben Report's Top 500 has 'sorry' in their vocabulary? Think again. That's a loser's mindset. 29 Authority: Take heed of these wise words. *You're* in charge. 'Sorry' is a beggar's plea reserved for those beneath you. 25->29 26 You: Oh, so now it's Savvy? What's up, buddy? 26->13 49 Savoir Faire: Suit yourself and your middle-class ways -- Savvy doesn't need you, Savvy's got his own *entourage*. 27->49 28 Savoir Faire: Music is a pet project, not a viable business scheme. Let's return to it once you've set up your estate. 28->7 29->55 30 You: Do I know you? 89 Savoir Faire: You will. I'm here to make your life better. They call me the Man-About-Town. Gilded Heart-Throb. Master of Money. 30->89 32 Savoir Faire: Oh, it can. But first you need to *enter* the market. Right now you're as good as Samir Loisir eating dirt in Gurdi's immense network of mines. 33 Encyclopedia: Samir Loisir was a Gurdi businessman who made his first millions selling kilograms of the ultra-rare mineral phasium to luxury jeweller Zachaël et Cie. He made the rest of his many millions through wise investments and the invention of pleochroic lights. 32->33 33->55 34 Suggestion: Perfect, all you have to do is *pretend* to have taste. This will be your weapon when swindling artists for their overpriced 'work'. 82 Conceptualization: Interesting. Are we speaking of visual art or something more *conceptual*? 34->82 35 Savoir Faire: Once we've brought in the millions you can be a tree log for all I care, but first we've got to work on increasing your net worth. 35->44 36 Savoir Faire: Exactly. Not making money when you're asleep, are you? If you wanna be rich you better work until your fingers bleed. You can sleep when you die. 59 Endurance: (Your pecs dance.) No more sleep it is. A frazzled ride through eternity without pause. Hissing pistons pushed to the extreme. 36->59 37 Half Light: Just take my money and leave me alone! 37->55 38->9 38->26 38->30 78 You: Are we finally going to solve the lynching? 38->78 88 You: Eendracht? The hustler-provider? The *seventh* generation?! 38->88 39 Savoir Faire: But Savvy's got your back. Savvy's going to book you a charter flight with eighty birds of prey on board, to a land where the streets are paved with krugerrands and fixed-income securities. You'll try again, but this time with *money*. You'll win her back. 68 Savoir Faire: Are you in? 39->68 40 You: Artists, artists... I'm an artist myself. 40->35 41 You: I was asleep. 41->36 42 Savoir Faire: That's right! It's time to stop muttering about your 'economic self-interest' and actually do something about it. Yeah, I heard you back there. What the hell was that?! 42->80 43 Conceptualization: What is this, the turn of the century? The world's moved beyond paintings. You want something *experimental* -- intramuscular puppetry, hyperrealistic vapour-porn, meditation opera... 43->12 44->69 45 Authority: That child's a common delinquent, not an artist. He probably can't even hold a paint brush. 45->7 46 Savoir Faire: Good, good, gotta spread the gospel. But talk alone doesn't bring in the cash. It's time for step two. 46->55 47 Logic: Fifty-five billion reál is a gross overestimation and we're pretty sure eating dirt is going to send any kid to a hospital, even Samir Loisir. 47->55 48 Endurance: You could force a coin *inside* you? Any hole will do. Not many more definitive tests of a man's mettle than the fortune yawn. 48->16 50->18 79 You: Money?! 50->79 57 Savoir Faire: We're getting somewhere. But what project? And what's the ROI? 51->57 52 Savoir Faire: Not unless you have thousands of them stuffed away in secret. 52->15 53 Conceptualization: He does have potential... defying authority, thinking outside the box... 53->45 54 You: What do you expect? I'm an ultraliberal. I speak ultraliberal-ese. 54->46 83 Savoir Faire: You need to become a MILLIONAIRE. Now, how do you become a MILLIONAIRE? 55->83 56->11 57->15 58 are you in decision 58->20 58->21 93 You: I've hustled, I've *grinded*. Show me the millions. (Opt in.) 58->93 59->55 60->10 61 Empathy: Money is only one form of capital, *human relations* are another. You're focusing on the wrong things. 61->48 62->21 62->93 63 You: Hold on, I thought we'd be getting into the stock market? 103 Savoir Faire: Do you see any stock markets in Martinaise? No? That's because for those living in the outskirts, the market is *nothing*. Just ghost numbers flicking through time. A spectral sport they're not invited to play. 63->103 64 You: Good thing I've been preparing for this with my Actual Art Degree. 76 Savoir Faire: Don't be silly, the art market isn't about art, it's about gate-keeping, speculative bidding, and showboating. 64->76 75 Savoir Faire: Attaboy, welcome to the final grind! Here we operate with money on a *much* higher level than the ordinary citizen, we feed it back into the machine. Stop saving, start spending -- become a *patron*... 65->75 66 Savoir Faire: Those guys? They're all financially illiterate. Only Savvy here knows how to *dazzle* and *embezzle* money out of investors' pockets with the acrobatic prowess of a four-time gold medallist in the Samaran Gymnastic Summer Games. 67 Encyclopedia: The ancient Samaran tribes used carved rhodochrosite to represent their wealth. The bigger the boulder, the more money they had. In case you needed to know. 66->67 67->61 68->58 69->22 69->40 69->63 69->64 70 You: Wait, so we're looking for a painting? 69->70 95 You: What about the speedfreaks' anodic dance music? 69->95 96 You: Cuno? Cuno is an artist. 69->96 100 You: No one comes to mind. 69->100 71 Savoir Faire: Stop thinking of it that way. It's not a 'painting', it's a 'highly collectible and irreproducible asset'. So, know any local artists with assets to sell? 70->71 104 Variable["whirling.concept_art_patron"] 71->104 72 Savoir Faire: He's also twelve. We don't want to attract the attention of tax collectors by dabbling in unnecessary child-labour. 72->53 74 You: Superstar talk. Don't try to keep up with me and my vast dreams. 81 Savoir Faire: Superstar talk? Good one, hustler, gotta keep the dream alive. But it's not really showing up in your net worth yet, is it? And it's what -- day two, three, four? 74->81 94 Savoir Faire: Let's start by getting you into the lucrative art market to diversify your assets and increase your ROI. Speaking of which, know any artists? 75->94 76->44 77 You: It is but a symptom of the rapacious catastrophe that will devour us all. 101 Savoir Faire: Brilliant, catastrophes are *prime time* for money-makers. But you're not really reaping any benefits yet, are you? No shorting, no shameless speculation... 77->101 78->23 79->42 80->41 80->54 80->74 80->77 98 You: I'm just tired of being a low-net-worth-individual. It must be *the curse*. 80->98 99 You: You said before that playing the market could get me *rich*. 80->99 107 You: It's pathetic -- I know. Sorry you have to hang around with me. I'll do better. 80->107 81->2 86 Shivers: Somewhere in La Delta, numbers flip and whirl on the giant split-flap boards of the stock exchange, marking gains the size of Kemi SR's entire economy. Radiocomputers hum below to the tune of gambling. 82->86 83->15 84->66 92 Savoir Faire: Of course you don't. You've never even been *close* to a sum with more than three zeros. Let's face it, you've been on a years-long losing streak... 85->92 86->69 87->8 97 Savoir Faire: Yeah, swindle-father. Papa-preneur. Look, this is serious. No time for distractions. It's time to make *money*. Lots of it. 88->97 89->50 90->52 91->5 92->39 93->75 94->34 95->28 96->72 97->50 102 Savoir Faire: Did Ilona Wihuri-Vilakone blame ghosts? How about Admiral Gustav Lestock? Samir Loisir grew up in the coal mines of Gurdi eating dirt, and he still managed to make FIFTY-FIVE BILLION REÁL in his lifetime. So stop with the excuses. 98->102 99->32 100->6 101->37 102->47 103->17 105 Variable["whirling.concept_art_patron"] 104->105 106 !(Variable["whirling.concept_art_patron"]) 104->106 105->43 106->44 107->25