Medium · Rhetoric ≥ 4
Hear that? That's the sound of meaninglessness. Meaning, ideas, theory -- all that has evaporated. Now there is only dry silence -- the sound of a mind made up. Just like four billion others. I am so sorry.
Intellect
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
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Hear that? That's the sound of meaninglessness. Meaning, ideas, theory -- all that has evaporated. Now there is only dry silence -- the sound of a mind made up. Just like four billion others. I am so sorry.
You're a better man now. With a rank, in a powerful, armed organization.
You need to recite it to her. For effect. All of it. No summaries.
The star has gone out. She can not rekindle it. You can not rekindle it. There is nothing within or below matter, just the dull no of a mind made up. Just like four billion others. I am so sorry.
A cheap rental... with mold on the walls, and the tap dripping.
She's about to say something. Here it comes. She's starting to love him again.
Nothing will. I've been poisoned by newspaper and news. All I can do is scream at them and think of her, secretly.
He's trying to keep you from further embarrassing yourself in front of your colleagues.
Just say you lost your gun. Anything else would only make the situation worse here.
Just say you lost your gun. Anything else would only make the situation worse here.