You ain't no Tequila Sunset, you're probably just Harry or something. That's right... Harry.
Conversation · The Hanged Man
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There you go -- look at that bright kid! We're birds of a feather, you and I. Soon you will be just like me, just keep drinkin' and havin' a good time. It's a matter of weeks.
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Feeling nausea? Vomiting? Tenderness or pain around the liver area? Tiny red lines on the skin above waist level? More like days, Coppo. The clock is ticking, your liver tells you so.
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The blue heart? Oh, that's good shit, you'll love it. Just press down and fuck it open like you always do.
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An intricate web of blue lines stretches across the torso. If you want to re-examine the tattoos, looking at the photo would give you a better, more detailed view.
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An intricate web of blue lines stretches across the torso. From the right shoulder to the solar plexus, each time they intersect a small white star is formed in their crossing. Hundreds of fading asterisks riddle his skin, their concentration is highest around his heart.
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Decay is creeping on the tattoo, already most of the canvas that's holding it has darkened, now it disintegrates slowly, letting out a stink...
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"Of no nation that I know of. If anything, it reminds me of religious illumination, last or penultimate century. Men who live harsh lives often turn to innocentic worship -- but which one? I see no trace of a humanoid figure."
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The pattern does not stir patriotic or religious sentiment in you. What it does is speak to the wounded, limping animal -- the male in particular. Unable to communicate in anything more than grunts, it's impossible to tell if it's advice is right or wrong...
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- It doesn't seem familiar from the insides of any radiocomputer your mind can imagine. The somewhat organic lines remind you of old filament memory units, but not quite? No. You're nowhere near right.
- As if someone left out most of the night sky, filtering it through personal choice. The principle of this filter remains unknown to you. The thought dissipates and you feel as though you were only half-right.
- The pattern does not stir patriotic or religious sentiment in you. What it does is speak to the wounded, limping animal -- the male in particular. Unable to communicate in anything more than grunts, it's impossible to tell if it's advice is right or wrong...
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"So am I." A sudden ringing fills the air as the lieutenant pulls down the zipper of his orange jacket.
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"So am I." A sudden ringing fills the air as the lieutenant pulls down the zipper of his black jacket.
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He wears a wide leather belt around his waist and a gun holster under his arm.
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He takes a thin piece of milled aluminium from his coat pocket and pulls it open. Sounds like a sword being unsheathed. A small lens appears -- some sort of camera.
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"An instant colour camera." He produces two metal-capped ampoules and clicks them into place on the side of the apparatus. A thin slot shines there...
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"I have only two ampoules, so nobody move -- I don't want to waste one." He points the camera at the corpse, peering into it. The lens needs adjusting. Then:
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A sound, a shrill flash. Followed by the breaking of a small ampoule of glass. You see streams of colour pour onto the thick, glossy piece of paper rolling out.
"In case we need it," the lieutenant says and shakes the paper, letting it dry in the cold wind. On it -- a colour-perfect copy of the dead man's tattooed chest.
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"It contains insight to the victim's person. By his build, I'd say this was a man of physical violence. The story he wanted his body to tell was important to him. It is his letter -- to us. Someone should decipher it. We'll need to show it around."
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"It contains insight to the victim's person. This was a man of physical violence. The story he wanted his body to tell was important to him. It is his letter -- to us. Now, if we could find someone to decipher it..."
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"Sure, just don't lose it." He hands you the piece of rolled up photo paper. It's no larger than a pack of cigarettes.
The glassy-eyed corpse looks by, his mouth mute and his skin as colourful as the chemical rainbow on the photo paper, teeming with opportunistic organisms.
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"Here -- a souvenir." He hands you the piece of rolled up photo paper. It's no larger than a pack of cigarettes. "Don't lose it."
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"Yes..." He slides the camera closed and tucks it away on his belt. "It is pretty cool, isn't it?"
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Trigat is the world's leading manufacturer of intercommunication devices, primarily projectors. The camera before you looks familiar somehow.
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"I agree." A sudden ring fills the air as the lieutenant pulls down the zipper of his orange jacket.
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"I agree." A sudden ring fills the air as the lieutenant pulls down the zipper of his black jacket.
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"A map of the stars?" He turns around to breathe before inspecting it closer. "I do see some similarity to astronomical charts, Great Century Messinian maybe... But this seems more particular. Customized somehow."