Authority
- conversations
- 174
- Locations
- 10
Description
COOL FOR: LEADERS. EXPERTS OF PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE. RESPECT-JUNKIES.
Authority urges you to assert and reassert your dominance over those around you. It enables you to understand the power dynamics of groups of thugs, know how far you can push a perpetrator, and how to establish control of situations.
At high levels, Authority demands respect; even a perceived slight could send you into knee-breaking mode. With low Authority, however, you’re forever in awkward situations – like when you suffer psychological breakdowns after you yell at teenagers and they laugh at you.
Where
10Tasks
125- Investigate apartment #10 for the cleaning lady
- Read the watermarks
- Fridge victim's body
- Find Morell, the Cryptozoologist
- Determine where the shot came from
- Split a 'kilo' with Cuno
- Help Soona with her project
- Make van Eyck's jam harder core
- Getting the Hanged Man's boots
- The smoker on the balcony
- Extract a motive
- Confront the Pigs and get your gun back
- Track down your gun
- Address Gaston's cheating in the pétanque game
- Get topping pie from Gary
- Tasks
- Tasks
Dialogue
174- "Always a pleasure to see an officer of the law!"
- Just dead and dying locusts, and the slow swaying of surrounding reeds.
- The trap is filled with dead and dying locusts. Most of them aren't moving anymore. You…
- The trap is full of locusts, but they seem weak and unhealthy. A few lie on their backs…
- "Think you can hang our brother and then just fucking talk your way out of it?" His eyes…
- The scaffolding around the old monument has been taken down. In its place are the spoils…
- "I have nothing to say to you. Get out of my sight."
- The ageing alcoholic is still there, breathing... The air in the room is stale.
- "The legend returns. You know the deal, legend-man. Smokes are smokey, pilsner... gets…
- "Hello! Isn't this a fine morning?" He nods to you, smiling.
- Machine's keyboard is still illuminated, revealing virescent PLAY and PRINT buttons.
- A metal payphone under a yellow plastic dome. There's a bitter, caustic taste on the tip…
- "Oh hey, wey. There's coffee in the back... Oh, wait, I meant the Mother's love."
- "Yes, what is it?" She doesn't look up from the keyboard.
- The woman gazes steadily at the waves. A sudden gust picks up her dark hair and lets it…
- "Oh... sorry, officer... What do you want?"
- Droplets of rain fall on the white-on-blue police livery of the motor carriage.
- "Hey, Sylvie, it's the police again."