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41 changes: 38 additions & 3 deletions data/json/npcs/Backgrounds/grad_student_1.json
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{
"id": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_STORY1",
"type": "talk_topic",
"dynamic_line": "I'm not from around here... You can probably tell from the accent, I'm from the UK. I was a PhD candidate at Dartmouth. I was halfway to MIT for a conference when <the_cataclysm> stopped me. I was staying at a flee-ridden little motel on the side of the road. When I got up for whatever was going to pass for breakfast, the fat bloody proprietor was sitting at his desk, wearing the same grubby clothes from the night before. I thought he had just slept there, but when he looked at me... well, you know what those Zed-eyes look like. He lunged, and I reacted without thinking. Smacked him on the head with my tablet.",
"//": "TK, this story not done.",
"responses": [ { "text": "<done_conversation_section>", "topic": "TALK_FRIEND" }, { "text": "<end_talking>", "topic": "TALK_DONE" } ]
"dynamic_line": "I'm not from around here... You can probably tell from the accent, I'm from the UK. I was here doing my PhD at Dartmouth. I was halfway to MIT for a conference when <the_cataclysm> stopped me. I was staying at a flea-ridden little motel on the side of the road. When I got up for whatever was going to pass for breakfast, the fat bloody proprietor was sitting at his desk, wearing the same grubby clothes from the night before. I thought he had just slept there, but when he looked at me... well, you know what those Zed-eyes look like. He lunged, and I reacted without thinking. Smacked him on the head with my tablet, again and again, until he stopped coming for me. I never thought I had anything like that in me.",
"responses": [
{ "text": "What did you do next?", "topic": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_STORY2" },
{ "text": "What were you studying?", "topic": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_FIELD" },
{ "text": "<done_conversation_section>", "topic": "TALK_FRIEND" },
{ "text": "<end_talking>", "topic": "TALK_DONE" }
]
},
{
"id": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_STORY2",
"type": "talk_topic",
"dynamic_line": "I wandered for a little while around the grounds, letting the adrenaline fade, hoping for some kind of idea what to do. I was out in the middle of nowhere, and I didn't know the area at all. I wasn't certain if I should head back to Hanover, and try to get my belongings, or stay out where I was. Finally, I decided to rest a while until I knew what was going on. The internet told me most of what I needed; I'm sure you saw Twitter in those days. Even if I'd thought it wise to go back all the way to New Hampshire, I was far too scared.",
"responses": [
{ "text": "Something must have driven you out of the motel.", "topic": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_STORY3" },
{ "text": "What were you studying?", "topic": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_FIELD" },
{ "text": "<done_conversation_section>", "topic": "TALK_FRIEND" },
{ "text": "<end_talking>", "topic": "TALK_DONE" }
]
},
{
"id": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_STORY3",
"type": "talk_topic",
"dynamic_line": "Yes. Simple hunger. The vending machines sold only peanuts and biscuits. I wasn't about to rely on that for survival. I stayed long enough to realize no one was going to come for me, then packed up what I could and drove off. Eventually my car was caught in a downpour of acid rain that stripped the tires and left me to carry on on foot, living the life of a hunter gatherer. Honestly, I think I eat better this way than I did as a grad student.",
"responses": [
{ "text": "What were you studying?", "topic": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_FIELD" },
{ "text": "<done_conversation_section>", "topic": "TALK_FRIEND" },
{ "text": "<end_talking>", "topic": "TALK_DONE" }
]
},
{
"id": "BGSS_GRAD_STUDENT_1_FIELD",
"type": "talk_topic",
"dynamic_line": "I was in biochemistry. Specifically, if you're interested, I was studying the folding of non-standard nucleic acids into enzyme-like structures. It sounds more interesting than it was; most of my time was spent cursing at computer screens and wishing we had more information on threose chains at unusual temperatures and pressures for modeling.",
"responses": [
{ "text": "What were you saying before?", "topic": "TALK_NONE" },
{ "text": "<done_conversation_section>", "topic": "TALK_FRIEND" },
{ "text": "<end_talking>", "topic": "TALK_DONE" }
]
}
]