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TheGreatEvilKing
Mar 28, 2016





Daddy Issues, Part 3

Last time, we met a sculptor who wanted to know the deep motivation driving a man to die by Sorrow. It turned out to be grief. Real insightful, writers.

TheGreatEvilKing summary posted:

:classiclol:: WHO WAS THE MAN TELL ME

: Oh his daughter died and he committed suicide by Sorrow.

:classiclol:: The man killed by the Sorrow was sad? Here, take this expensive not-magic cape from a starving artist.

: Dope.



I'm not sure if any attacks of this type hit evasion? Oh well, it's free! Also 2 resistance never hurt.



We crash The Pad of The Changing God again, because I want to be fully rested for this part of the main quest.



I level up the Last Castoff and realize she's still not at tier two despite Callistege and Tybir both being at tier two. Sigh. I give her a speed edge so that combat will be less draining.

Really, if you have to play this game, the nano is quite literally the best class for both talking and fighting. It's ridiculous.



You're supposed to wander the Underbelly like the Israelites wandering the desert to find Matkina, but I use my prior knowledge to talk to this guy immediately.





I'm not gonna ask this guy about his weird architectural fetish. I know he just wants to bring people together, but at this point I don't care. I already had to click through two textboxes describing him.

: I'm looking for a woman named Matkina. Do you know where I can find her?

: "Matkina? The White Death? I've heard of her. I know where she hides, too." He grins wide, exposing a mouthful of extraordinarily white and clean teeth.

: "I can tell you where she is, but I hate to say it comes with a price. I need to finish a patch of my Sagus Cliffs map, and I need bragging rights for the next time I see the navigators." He shrugs. "Also, she might not be happy I've told."



Oh boy, a fetch quest.



: Why don't you go look for the sanctuary yourself?



: Is there some other way into the sanctuary besides the sticha lair?



: I'll be back when I've found the sanctuary.

TheGreatEvilKing summary posted:

: Wow, you got two whole textboxes of description. Are you important?

:spergin:: Yes. I am your only way to progress the main quest and find Matkina.

: Could you maybe do that?

:spergin:: Hmm. Have you heard of the Changing God? I want you to find his lost sanctuary. You will have to learn a new language and then talk to some aliens.

: Ugh, fine. This better not be more trolley problem bullshit, though. Why can't you do this yourself?

:spergin:: Oh, the aliens' eggs are there. They will probably fight to the death to protect their young.

: Can I go around the aliens?

:spergin:: Probably? gently caress if I know.

It's more trolley problem bullshit.





: You dig under the city, right? Can you take me someplace?



Alright, we're going to pay the nice alien and we can end this stupid bullshit.

: I have heard that the Changing God had a sanctuary underneath the city. Can you take me there?



: Why not?



: Forget it. Farewell.

TheGreatEvilKing Summarizes This poo poo So You Don't Have To Read It posted:

: You guys dig under the city right? Can you take me someplace?

:cthulhu:: Got money?

: Yes. Can you take me to the Changing God's hideout?

:cthulhu:: No. No humans. Humans smash eggs. Make fish head go away.

: I just want to turn in this sidequest...ok, fine.





: I was wondering what you're doing here.



: Maybe I can help you negotiate.

: She looks you up and down. "Doubtful. But you might have other skills I can use. The circumstances call for a new tactic, and these levies cannot do what needs to be done. Nor can I."

: The varjellen nods. "If you truly think you can help, let's put you to the test."

: She waves off the levies who flank her. Her gestures are short and choppy, sharp and irritated.

I see in addition to the lost technology, the writers left all the adverbs under the couch.

: "It's these damnable sticha," she says. "I speak to them. I offer, cajole, negotiate, and threaten. Yet they persist in their digging, and every day another house on the cliffs above slips into the sea."

Peliai: If the digging does not cease, the city itself may crumble. So here is my request. Find a way into their lair, remove their precious eggs, and return them to me. These hostages shall ensure the future of the city above."

It's more Trolley Problem Bullshit! Seriously, I could just close this LP right now with a repost of that train kid gif.



: I think I can help you.



It's not really a spoiler, she wants the eggs because they can also be used as batteries.



Thanks for the vendor trash, I have a reload button. No, we are not asking questions.

: Thank you. Farewell.

They won't shut up, will they? posted:

: You here to negotiate with the stichus? They want me to go away, so let me do your job for you so I can finish this poo poo.

:coolfish:: Sure, but could we make this a trolley problem thing? Could you weigh kidnapping all the aliens' eggs to use as hostages against the possible destruction of this city?

: I...sure, why not.





: I have come to ask you to stop digging underneath the city.



: What do you think of Peliai?

There is a specific dialog option I can't remember how to hit (you remember the stichus' language) so watch me flail around.

: The stichus seems discombobulated for a moment. "Who?" Then it thinks a little more.

: Then it sprays out a blast of pheromones, and you smell the sharp tang of acid and weakened stone. It smells like distrust.



Finally!

: [Anamnesis] Try to remember how to speak the stichus language.





gently caress. You.

: [Tidal Surge] Unearth the buried knowledge of the sticha language in your mind.



This unleashes a shock wave like the one after we fell.

: As you return to normal consciousness, Ch'kekt leans forward. "Ch'kekt smell granite. Knowledge." it rumbles. Its spiracles vent a miniscule trace of gas. The stichus looks at you, and its body posture and slight movements indicate a question. "Does human speak stichus?"

: Your muscles remember, and you twitch the proper response.

: Ch'kekt huffs the scent of lightning.



: I have come again to ask you to stop digging underneath the city.



: [Persuasion] Do you want your people to have a future? Do you want war with the humans above? They will destroy you.





Ok, maybe we can bypass all this poo poo now that we speak stichus.

: Can you take me someplace under the city?

: It regards you suspiciously. "Travel cost. Need shins. Cost 10 shins."



: I would like to go to the Changing God's sanctuary.



If we're talking in Stichus, why is this guy's grammar so bad?

: Let me ask you some more questions instead.

: I have come again to ask you to stop digging underneath the city.



: You can move deeper beneath the city.



: The humans above are suffering.



This raises...the passion tide instead of the empathy tide. Sure. Why not.

: Never mind. Let me ask other questions.



: Can we talk about Peliai again?



: She asked me to retrieve your eggs.



: Can you tell me about the sticha?

: It scrabbles briefly at the wall, and a bit of lightning flares about the crown of antennae on its head. Its shoulders shrug, and you smell dust. "We stichus. Live in rock, dig deep, devour electrical charge. Not-enemy humans, keep to community. Grow old in new home. More? Perhaps. But is detail. Human not interest."



: Why are you digging under populated areas?

: The stichus stares blankly at you, its eyes shimmering. It seems to be trying to put its thoughts into a statement you can understand. "Sticha must survive. Must live where food is, yes?"

: It doesn't wait for an affirmation. "Human watch every step? Avoid stepping on insects? No impact on other life? Sacrifice of others is natural order."



: You claimed that the people in the city aren't sentient. That's not true.



: Your digging is causing problems for the people above.



: Why are you digging here?



: How did you come to be under Sagus Cliffs?

At this point I'm desperately searching for a second persuade chance.





: I'd like to ask other questions.

...gently caress it.

: I have come again to ask you to stop digging underneath the city.



: I can promise a regular tribute of power sources for your people from the city.

...Why not? It's not our money, and Sagus Cliffs is governed by idiots. I would be legitimately surprised if the executive of Sagus Cliffs could use a flush toilet without drowning.



: [Retry cost: 1 intellect][Persuasion] I've given all the reasons I need. If you don't stop digging, your people have no future in this city.





: It scratches the wall and drums a pattern there. "Sticha move deeper, burrow to less rock. Starve for human sake. Not fight with humans is better."

TheGreatEvilKing summary posted:

: Please stop digging.

:cthulhu:: No. You don't even speak our language.

: What do you think of that fish woman?

:cthulhu:: *sprays acid piss everywhere*

: Um...

: *farts* Now I do! I speak stichus!

:cthulhu:: Huh.

: Please stop digging.

:cthulhu:: No.

: Can you take me to the Changing God sanctuary?

:cthulhu:: No.

: Ok, tell me about stichus.

:cthulhu:: We like dig. Eat electricity. Not-enemy to humans.

: Wait, if we're speaking your language, why is my grammar better than yours? Your language is supposed to have scents and whatnot a human body can't produce.

:cthulhu:: Writers bad.

: Fair. Look, you're hurting a lot of people in the city. Can you not dig under populated areas?

:cthulhu:: Humans not sentient.

: Oh come on!

:cthulhu:: Humans write game. Obsessed with trolleys.

: Oof. You got me, I can't argue with that. How about a bribe? We can have the city send down batteries or something.

:cthulhu:: You do this for sticha?

: Sure, it's not my money.

:cthulhu:: Sold!



: I have news about the sticha.

:

: I've handled the negotiations with the sticha.



: I convinced Ch'kekt that digging deeper would be a benefit to both the sticha and the humans. There's no need to steal their eggs.



I see Sagus Cliffs recruits diplomats from its "special education" class.



: I told them the city would send them a gift of electrical numenera from time to time.





The three stooges leave.

TheGreatEvilKing summarizes this poo poo, again. posted:

: Hey, I did the job you are supposedly capable of doing in a professional capacity. I made a deal with the sticha so we don't need to steal their eggs, which would probably provoke a war or at least rearmament once the eggs are returned.

Peliai: What? WHAT? I guess that was technically the job, but now we have no leverage. Did you promise the sticha anything else?

: Yea, I promised that the city would send them batteries and other electrical sources to compensate for the food they were abandoning. It's great, they'll be dependent on us at least partially and we'll have actual leverage for future negotiations.

Peliai: WHAT? Well, here's some money, bye.

: YOU'RE WELCOME FOR ME DOING YOUR JOB!



: Can you take me someplace under the city?



Dude, you rock.

: I would like to go to the Changing God's sanctuary.





: Its claws work up and down slowly. "Future sticha moved far away. Sanctuary on other side of not-nest."

Finally. We walk through the area, grabbing some shins, and get to...



Whoa, calm down there Cal. Incidentally, playing with the mirror is instant death so let's not do that.





Hey, it's the probability engine. Let's end this poo poo once and for all!

: Turn the probability engines off.



: [Concentration, Tidal Affinity] Fight off the resistance, whatever it is.



That is not nearly enough XP for all that bullshit.

: That woman... All those variegated versions of her... You have put an end to them.



: What do you really want to ask me, Callistege?

: "What indeed?" She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly.



: I would find a way to speak with the real you, and determine your wishes.



Well at least someone is happy.

: Tell me again how you're feeling.

: We get along more easily than I do with most, to be certain.



: That's all I wanted to know. Let's move on.

TheGreatEvilKing summary posted:

: Good bye, poorly thought out resurrection machine.

A totally mysterious story element: : Noooooooo!

: gently caress off!

: You stopped that woman from existing. I'm a woman who has a lot of copies too, what would you do to me?

: I'd ask the real you want you wanted.

: Ok cool.



Anyway I loot the chest and it's the same laser gun I...spent all that money on. Let this be a lesson to you all.

Decisions Lie Before Us!

Do we want to proceed with the main quest and meet Matkina, fight some robots, resolve a stalking, or determine the fate of the rogue stichus?

If you vote for stalking or stichus, vote on whether we help or hurt the stalker/stichus.

TheGreatEvilKing fucked around with this message at 01:23 on May 28, 2020