Alone, Again

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/* Setting variables */ <<set $PlayerName = "Mallory">> <<set $CompanionName = "N.O.O.D.L.3.">> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: So, another one died this morning, huh? Dammit. How am I going to sneak into the hangar and take one of the shuttles? $CompanionName: Miss //$PlayerName// why have you not begun to count how many bots will need to be repaired? $PlayerName: Because I've been too busy counting how many times I've lost count. $PlayerName: No matter how many bots I repair, they never seem to fix the leak. This is all pointless! $CompanionName: This is your punishment. You must learn that- $PlayerName:Hey, did you know that old Earthians used to call this kind of task a "bullshit job?" $CompanionName: Miss {$PlayerName}, how did you come by that information? $PlayerName: . . . /* Choice text */ [[Tell a lie|Tell Lie 01]] [[Tell the truth|Tell Truth 01]] [[Tell a joke|Tell Joke 01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma -= 1>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: Oh, I heard it from one of the others in the mess hall. $CompanionName: That information is not part of your required learning. I will alert the mess hall supervisors, as this is a security breach. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 2>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: I... I read it in the archives, the restricted archives. I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't- $CompanionName: As part of your punishment, you are forbidden from accessing any historical Earth documents outside of the required learning material for a period of one year. I will have to inform the Council of this transgression. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: I... uhh... just know stuff. Yeah, I'm smart like that. $CompanionName: That is incorrect. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: Anyhoo, why are you here? It's not time for your rounds. $CompanionName: I am here to inform you that the Council has, once again, rejected your application. $PlayerName: Again?! Dammit! What the heck is wrong with them? $PlayerName: It's really simple! We don't need to turn the entire ship around! We just need a scout to head back to Earth and- $CompanionName: This is the 53rd time they have denied your request. It is time to give up and concentrate on improving your status on the ship. Many of your peers still view you as a hindrance to their survival. $CompanionName: Once your probation has been served, and you agree to refrain from accessing any of the restricted material, you may use the archives to create a simulation of Earth. $PlayerName: . . . /* Choice text */ [[Be passionate|Tell Passionate 01]] [[Be reflective|Tell Reflective 01]] [[Be sarcastic|Tell Joke 02]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 2>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: I know that, but it's not the same. You can't simulate the wind, the rain, or the smell of the plants. Most of all, you can't simulate all of the different people... $PlayerName: We left so many of them behind. $CompanionName: At the time, the Council deemed it necessary to evacuate Earth. It was an emergency, and our chances of survival were less than 0.5%. $PlayerName: An emergency? We couldn't wait to hit the launch button fast enough. People were still trying to get on board. $PlayerName: Why did we do that?! Tell me, dammit! /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 02.01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 1>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: It kinda makes you think, doesn't it? We've been drifting out here- $CompanionName: Traveling, not drifting. $PlayerName: -drifting through the vast endlessness of nothing. When was the last time the stars changed? Tell me that anything outside that porthole looks any different from yesterday... a week ago... a year ago. $PlayerName: We've been out here for so long, yet we've never seen another sign of life. There are no signals, there are no bacteria, not even a giant floating eye in the sky. Nothing. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 02.01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: Can I simulate it without any dripping water? 'Cos this place is driving me nuts! $CompanionName: The holographic capabilities aboard this craft are highly advanced and- $PlayerName: Your sense of humour is wetter than this floor. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 02.01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ $CompanionName: That is unknown. Please excuse me. It is time that I begin my rounds. $PlayerName: {$CompanionName} wait, before you go, I just need to tell you... $PlayerName: This is embarrassing, but you're the closest thing I have to a friend out here. $CompanionName: . . . $PlayerName: I need you to listen to me. We're dying, {$CompanionName}. We're all dying in the middle of nothing. $PlayerName: I-I think it's because we weren't made to explore the darkness for this long. $PlayerName: This ship wasn't even ready to launch! $CompanionName: The ship was designed as a colony vehicle, complete with terraforming and long-term habitable capabilities. Even though many of you were still new, you were deemed ready. $PlayerName: Those words- 'complete' and 'new '- mean nothing. Nothing was ready... Everything is held together with duct tape and prayers. Sure, the terraforming kits were completed long before we took off, but nothing else was, not even the passengers. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 02.02]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: And maybe all of the humans are gone. But we're the last memories of those people. We could have done something to help, but we ran away like stupid kids. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 03.01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 2>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: All we need to do is set off one of the terraforming kits at ground zero and watch it restore Earth to what it once was. I'm sure of it! $PlayerName: Since they were created to transform suitable planets into Earth-like environments, it stands to reason that they could be used to heal Earth. Heal our home. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 03.01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma -= 1>> /* Main text */ $PlayerName: Maybe you're right. Going back would be a death sentence. $PlayerName: I guess it's not so bad. We have unlimited artificial nutrients, and the replicated pears almost taste like... well... I'm not sure what pears are supposed to taste like. $PlayerName: I should just give up and get back to work. $CompanionName: That is correct. I am programmed to ensure that you and the rest of the population are kept safe. This includes keeping you on schedule. $PlayerName: Oh? I never thought of it that way. $PlayerName: In that case, wouldn't it mean that helping me would potentially keep everyone else safe? After all, there's a chance - however small - that my plan will work. $CompanionName: . . . /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 03.01]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ $CompanionName: Value set Return Promise to 1. $PlayerName: Huh? $CompanionName: If you reached Earth, how would you know the location for deployment of the kit? $PlayerName: Well, I've been digging through a lot of the history logs. Like... A LOT. And there's a place we need to find. $CompanionName: What are the coordinates? $PlayerName: It's a lighthouse. The records state that it's supposedly indestructible - so it should still be there - and... it's directly under the giant eye. $CompanionName: What about the eye and the tear in the sky? /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|Story Node 03.02]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ Narrator: You have received the Good Ending. $CompanionName: Criteria met. Variable Earth Return set to 1. Control released. $PlayerName: Wait, what was that? $CompanionName: It was nothing, just a hiccup in my programming. Come on, {$PlayerName}, we don't have any time to waste. $PlayerName: Why do you sound so different? {$CompanionName}? /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|End Screen]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ Narrator: You have received the Neutral Ending. $CompanionName: ou are not capable of succeeding on your own. $PlayerName: Oh. $CompanionName: However, I suggest you take a more tactical approach to the matter. To that end, I will request one of the Council security units to accompany you. $PlayerName: N-no! You can't tell anyone about this. $CompanionName: Council security units are easy to reprogram. $PlayerName: Wait, you're actually helping me? Maybe this will work after all. /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|End Screen]]

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ Narrator: You have received the Bad Ending. $CompanionName: Miss {$PlayerName}, your reactions during this conversation deeply concern me. I am scheduling you for a full psych evaluation tomorrow morning. $PlayerName: Wait, no! You can't do that! Tomorrow is the last time that I'll be able to leave for the next 10 years. $CompanionName: Session booked. I will see you tomorrow morning. $PlayerName: Dammit! How the hell am I going to get out of this? /* Choice text */ [[Continue.|End Screen]]

/* Main text */ Narrator: To be continued... Narrator: Thank you for playing. Have you unlocked all three endings? You will return to the Start Screen.

/* Updating Karma variable */ <<set $karma += 0>> /* Main text */ $CompanionName: Bzzt - vrrt - Value... set... bzzt... Imitation Realisation to 1... Why do you think the Council is wrong in its assessment? $PlayerName: Because we've woken up so many sleepers to replace those that... that just drop dead. $PlayerName: I think we have to go back to Earth. It's the answer to why we can't live out here. We need a home. We were born there, it's where we evolved, adapted, and thrived. $PlayerName: If my research is correct, we can reclaim it with one of the kits. $CompanionName: You are not permitted to leave the vehicle or to use restricted technology. Your permits do not- $PlayerName: I don't care! I'd rather die trying than wait to just keel over here. $PlayerName: Hey {$CompanionName}, I need your help getting back to Earth. Please. $CompanionName: That is forbidden. Would you like me to calculate the possibility of survival again? $PlayerName: Yes, I know the numbers. $PlayerName: . . . /* Choice text */ [[Appeal to reason|Tell Reason 01]] [[Use logic|Tell Logic 01]] [[Give up|Give Up 01]]

$PlayerName: I might be able to steal... borrow enough firepower to blind the big ugly thing while the kit works its magic. $CompanionName: It is science, not magic. How do you plan on returning to Earth? We are approximately one thousand, four hundred- $PlayerName: Well, I know that we've been dropping jump gates every few decades. $PlayerName: It looks like the ship was programmed to drop them even before the ship departed Earth. They're the pathway back home. $PlayerName: So, will you help me? The next drop should happen tomorrow. All we need to do is steal a kit, a ship, and some weapons, and make sure that no one spots us. $PlayerName: Easy, right? /* Choice text */ <<if $karma >= 4>> [[Continue.|Good Ending]] <<elseif $karma >= 2>> [[Continue.|Medium Ending]] <<else>> [[Continue.|Bad Ending]] <</if>>