Volition
- conversations
- 187
- Locations
- 13
Description
COOL FOR: SANE PEOPLE. WELL-ADJUSTED COPS. THE NON-SUICIDIAL.
Volition urges you to be a good guy – to others and to yourself. It enables you to resist temptation: be it in a bottle, between a pair of legs, or at the end of an iron barrel which promises oblivion. Volition gives you the will to finish the investigation, improving your Morale – one of the two health pools in the game.
At high levels, Volition makes you hyper-sane. When you’re about to get funky, it keeps you normal. It’s a bit of a party-pooper. At low levels, however, you’ll have little Morale. Without it, you’ll be a profoundly unstable cop, falling apart at the seams as you make irreversible mistakes.
Where
13Tasks
122- Joyce's info on the lynching
- The victim's tattoos
- Send victim's body to processing
- Find speed and sniff it
- Who made the call reporting the crime?
- Ask Klaasje about Sunday night
- Sing karaoke
- Doorgunner Megamix
- Question Klaasje about the dead man
- Make Titus give up Ruby's location
- Inspect Klaasje's buoy
- Arrest Klaasje
- Find solution to strike deadlock
- Are you La Puta Madre's peone?
- Ask Lilienne's twins about the island
- What is the Race Enigma?
- Work with the Children of the Big Sea
- Open apartment door for Evrart
Dialogue
187- "I'm always happy to educate and entertain you, my friend." He takes a sip from his…
- "Are you shitting me, Harry? Did you not really open the door and are now just telling me…
- "Guess what -- I've come upon something incriminating."
- "So I talked to Klaasje about the tape."
- (Whisper) "Kim, we did it."
- You think you have a pretty hot suspect right now, don't you? That Ruby of yours.
- "Do you have any clues on where Ruby went?"
- "Oh yeah, that's Ruud." The armoured woman smiles a vicious smile. "Ruud 'The Killer…
- "Yes... So what?"
- "You think I care what that company cunt thinks?" He laughs. It's a hollow laughter.
- "Who the fuck is that?"
- "Hello again, sweetie." Her grey eyes shine above the rims of her glasses.
- "Officer, the flashlight please."
- It's the 700 reál modified street light you traded for shares.
- You see rows of toy soldiers guarding the rest of the trinkets displayed on the table…
- "Reckless traffic hooliganism."
- You were right, bröther. (There's a sudden tightness in your lower intestine.)
- "René... I need to go back in time. Can you help me?"