Don't leave us hanging like that, man. Open yourself to the experiences of the world, expand your consciousness. With amphetamines.
Physique
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
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Don't leave us hanging like that, man. Open yourself to the experiences of the world, expand your consciousness. With amphetamines.
Oh baby, that's not what you have to worry about. Worry about the important thing!
But there's something else that hasn't failed you...
Don't be alarmed! Everything is okay. He isn't actually worried. Everything is still super hard core! What he probably means is -- it could be even more so!
You could swear you feel the bright future of the working classes reflected off Germaine Egg Head's giant smile and right onto your face! Revolution makes your toes curl in anticipation.
A dopamine surge accompanies the words. It feels like electricity flowing down your scalp, dissipating into your neck. Feels good, like a spark of life in that moribund sponge you call your body.
Going to the island is your fate, this is an ACT OF FREE WILL. Say yes to CHOICE!
Exxcccccitement bubbles up in you -- maybe you should blast some of these drugs right here in this tent?!
Your hands shake as they reach for the wall...
And when you're done thinking about them, graduate to getting them.
How very astute of you! This renders it ineffectual. You should look for a whole cigarette. Or better yet -- an entire pack! Strike that, a CARTON! Make sure they're all healthy and able-bodied, then smoke them all.
You should pick that fat, juicy cigarette butt from the tray, light it up and smoke the living shit out of it!
Good! Thinking about yummy cigarettes in your mouth is the next best thing. Make sure you think about juicy sticks of tobacco all the time, though. It doesn't count if it's not all the time.
Who knows what you are? A monster, a murderer, the Gnome of Geroma? You feel like a smoker, especially when you look at that juicy, succulent, seductive cigarette stub. Still smouldering deliciously...
Good. They'll make you stronger and better. You're too old to be cool now, but find cigarettes, smoke them -- blam! Instantly a cool renegade man, a mystical red dragon with smoke rising from his nostrils!
THE LIVING SHIT. Your mesolimbic reward pathway does not mince words. It wants smokes.
No, that's just slightly burnt coffee. A smell you would recognise anywhere.