Conceptualization, Voice lines

You'll plough your way toward the frigid lands of Katla and Vaasa, smashing every ice sheet in your path. Nothing, nothing can stop an icebreaker...

Was this not the same élan that founds empires and lays waste to cities, virile, uncaring towards the little things?

This is a horrible allegory for... whatever is on the other end.

Officer could be an artistic statement. You're already prone to those.

Officer could be an artistic statement. A claim to official renown.

A silver jumpsuit falls off her like scale armour, sparkling. This is the sparkle of too many nights out on the city.

No, you won't. Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau sounds solemn and historical. This is an opportunity to start your life anew as a classier person.

No, you won't. Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau is one classy name and you're one classy cop. Say it!

Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau.

No, it's not. Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau sounds solemn and historical. This is an opportunity to start your life anew as a classier person.

No, it's not! Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau is one classy name for one classy cop. Say it!

Concentration makes you squint your eyes. Your name should be deep gold and orange, like a forest fire looming on the horizon, but mixed with the stench of liquor rising from your breath. You're two steps closer to it, but there are still many to go...

Yes, it is. Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau sounds solemn and historical. This is an opportunity to start your life anew as a classier person.

Yes it is. Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau is one classy name for one classy cop. Say it!

Isn't it... evil? The order of magnitude between what is asked of a person -- and what they have?

See -- everyone agrees it's your colour scheme. We're on the right track with this name thing.

Reál? Must be cosmetics. Probably a body milk.

His personality is no longer a part of the world.