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- Ask the pétanque player about may bells
- Ask René about the photo
- Find the armoured gloves
- Get yourself organised
- Take on la responsibilité
- Become a man of plenty
- Talk to Garte, Lieutenant Love
- Where is the rest of the armour?
- Inspect the traps
- What happened to the previous forewoman?
- Find the Insulindian Phasmid
- Find booze and drink it
- Getting the body down
- Find working class husband
- The Jam Mystery
- Call your station's lazareth
- Investigate Doomed Commercial Area
- End-of-day debrief with Kim
Dialogue
187- "I need to find a way to turn back time."
- "Gary, do you know how to turn back time?"
- "What happened to you?" the lieutenant asks as he leans in, eyes mapping your frozen face.
- "Hello, sweetie. How are you?" She sounds tired.
- "Hi again, gendarme."
- A colourful display of cigarettes and alcohol bottles lines the shop wall, inviting you…
- Now that you've acquired some stimulants, it's time for a little pick-me-up. Time to…
- The note is written with a blue pencil on a piece of lined office paper. The kitchen…
- The stage is all set up for your performance. Feels... silent. You can hear the pellets…
- "Hello again, officers. Have you come to admire my mural?"
- Suddenly, your entire body is paralysed. Aggressive white noise fills your skull -- a…
- You feel something -- like a swarm of hornets buzzing under your scalp. A strange…
- The thick journal bound in brown leather is full of candour and diagrams.
- "Okay, let's take a... step back." (Conclude.)
- Despair creeps into you, getting fat on your weakness. Whatever noble intentions you once…
- "Welcome back, friend. What can I do for you?" Although you cannot see his face, you can…
- Damn, that felt good. Your heart's pounding nicely. You should tell people to fuck off…
- "Oh, that... you're not gonna believe me. There's no point in me telling you."