Electrochemistry
- conversations
- 193
- Locations
- 14
Description
COOL FOR: HIGH-FLIERS. PARTY ENTHUSIASTS. COPS WHO NEED LIGHTNING.
Electrochemistry is the animal within you, the beast longing to be unleashed to indulge and enjoy. It enables you to take drugs with fewer negative side-effects. It also enables you to better investigate lurid matters – if you need to understand a chemical breakdown, or talk to someone blasted out of their mind, or understand sexual dynamics, Electrochemistry is there to guide you.
At high levels, Electrochemistry makes you a man of unrestrained pleasure – an unrepentant lothario who leers at people with a bottle of speed and a plastic bendy straw in either hand. But with a low Electrochemistry, you’ll be too innocent to be effective. Without a working knowledge of drugs and sex, the city will be difficult to understand.
Where
14Tasks
129- Call your station's lazareth
- Investigate Doomed Commercial Area
- End-of-day debrief with Kim
- The Missing Insects Case
- Find the traffic hooligan
- Replace lost boule
- Make truce with Cuno
- Find your other shoe
- Interview cafeteria manager
- Inspect victim's body
- Report your badge missing
- Find money for rent and pay Garte
- Pay for damages
- Find smokes and smoke them
- Talk to Garte for Sylvie
- Talk to Joyce about the pale without Kim
- Track down your badge
- Who put the clothes in the trash?
Dialogue
193- The air outside is brisk, the lieutenant is silent for a moment. He listens to the…
- The cabinet is cleaned out, emptied.
- Hey, psst...
- What's this? We're getting reports of normal, reasonable, temperate political opinions…
- "Always a pleasure to see an officer of the law!"
- "Think you can hang our brother and then just fucking talk your way out of it?" His eyes…
- The motor carriage looks very sad sitting all alone in the ice.
- 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.
- "Don't call... don't call her..." The drunk man speaks in his sleep. Drool dribbles from…
- "The legend returns. You know the deal, legend-man. Smokes are smokey, pilsner... gets…
- The woman stands, slumped. She looks catatonic under her mountain of RCM paraphernalia…
- "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.