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| - {Calm and artful thanks to audience.} Thank you.
- {Said as you run after Rowdy.} Can someone turn off the recorder...
- {Intro before a poetry reading. Clears throat after. } Alright, Cats. I call this one "Metal Heart."
- {Laughing at the player's joke. / Happy} You got me, Jack.
- {Surprised someone would turn you down} Your call, Jack. You change your mind, you know who to talk to.
- {Oblivious, Proud of yourself.} Thanks, Jack. I came up with it myself.
- {Rowdy is running away, embarrassed. You are trying to encourage her.} Rowdy, come back!
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} No. More than a man!
- {Staying cool, draw out "style"} But it's a junkyard with style.
- {Impressed} Your plates have got me cranked. The name's Zeke.
- {Surprised at the player's lack of knowledge / Disbelief} Are you writing a book? I'm the boss of the Atom Cats and souped up Power Armor is my bag.
- If you're not chrome plated, you're not with it. Cop some Power Armor and we'll talk.
- My girl Rowdy should have something for you to get your bread hooks on.
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} Because man, I have a metal heart.
- Remember Jack, as an Atom Cat, you are a beacon of cool in a world of not cool.
- Don't go spilling the beans that the Atom Cats have a heart or somethin'.
- Alright, alright. You are one step closer to Coolsville.
- {Short pause, then like you just had a revelation, excited / Amused} Oh, I know what this is. You want to join up with the Cats, don't you?
- {Irritated} Hey, lay off. Only Zeke gets to talk about them like that.
- No. You are outta sight, and a friend of the Cats in my book.
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence.} My hands are strong. I am a man.
- Back again?
- Because of you we didn't lose a single Cat today.
- Finally, the Holy Grail for anyone who knows what's cool in the Commonwealth, your very own Atom Cats jacket.
- {Trying to get the player psyched} Oh, you'll learn. All the Atom Cats speak the language of cool, Daddy-O.
- Now we're cookin'.
- Now, let's put your skills to the test.
- Rowdy got you working on something good I hope.
- This is Atom Cat territory.
- Rowdy has you working on the Warwick pump? Should be apple pie for you.
- Wear it well, Jack.
- You have full rein of our digs.
- You'll never be an Atom Cat with that attitude.
- {Like you are asking a profound question} Tool of war. Tool of peace. Tool of art?
- {Laughing, like this is impossible / Amused} Like you haven't heard of us.
- And I can get ya hooked up with a little discount around here, yeah?
- {Comforting someone with stage fright from the audience.} You're doin' fine. What's it called?
- {Surprised the player spoke their mind} You speak from the heart. I can dig that.
- {Amused / Amused} You lost?
- {Happy} Now we're cookin'.
- {Impressed} But you, Jack. You slayed!
- {Impressed} Check out the chassis on you.
- {Irritated} You're cruisin' for a bruisin', pal.
- {Irritated} Ugh, Gunners. Those wet rags keep trying to get their mitts on our suits.
- {Question} So, what's your tale nightingale? You want a ticket to fat city?
- If you think you got the chops to be an Atom Cat, you gotta be able to strut your stuff.
- {Playful jabbing / Sarcastic} I hope that hunk 'o junk makes it to the finish.
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} Metal legs. Metal arms. Metal heart.
- When we found this place, they helped us get on our feet. Gave us food. Didn't even ask for nothin' back.
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} I get into my suit and I strut through the wastes.
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} The flames on my suit burning. Rising. Glowing.
- She also trades in power armor mods and frames. Get yourself hooked up while you're there, Jack.
- We are the Atom Cats, a gang of the most with it way out cats in the Commonwealth.
- So she had the skills to spiff up the Warwick pump. Should we rustle her jimmies with somethin' else?
- Rowdy has like a thousand projects goin' on. She's gotta have something for you.
- I wish I had been around before the world blew up, Jack. Back then cats really knew about cool.
- Been thinking about trying something new with my hair, but why mess with perfection?
- {Catching yourself by surprise with your idea} Maybe I should put another race on. Ooh, it could be underwater! An underwater power armor race!
- Man, you talk like a real square. And here I was thinking you were Atom Cat material.
- That place was a real dump, huh? Thanks for dropping that off.
- {Emphasis on "total". A wet rag is an uncool person.} I guess you don't look like a total wet rag.
- {Referring to yourself in the 3rd person} Zeke, you're a genius!
- {Friendly jab / Amused} Hey nosebleed, just where do you think you are?
- {Surprised the player doesn't know what you are talking about} Power Armor. I like a cat who digs what I dig, and the Atom Cats dig Power Armor.
- {Confident} We can't be seen with some nerd from nowheresville. We got a reputation to uphold.
- Just don't be a spaz. I got a reputation to uphold, ya know?
- Well, I say you are righteous, outta sight, and with it. And an official friend of the Atom Cats.
- And we've been cookin' up a plan to get that pump working again so we can flush out out that grody sludge. As a way to say thanks.
- {Sad for your lost friends, but you are too cool to show too much sadness.} Today some Cats were lost, but we would all be taking the long nap if you hadn't been there.
- Up for debate. But you are a friend of the Cats in my book, Daddy-O.
- {Cocky celebrating} The Atom Cats' top cat has done it again!
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence. Draw out "ride".} I walk. I run. I ride.
- No tests. I can see you are choice material, and a friend of the Atom Cats.
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence} No fear. Untouchable!
- Check with my girl Rowdy. She'll have something for you to get your bread hooks on.
- So he had the skills to spiff up the Warwick pump. Should we rustle his jimmies with somethin' else?
- That June is a doll, and her mirelurk cakes are the most far out thing I have ever tasted.
- {Trying to get philosophical for a moment, cheese it up} Fat city is a state of mind. Get with us and you'll get with it.
- {Angry, Readying gang for attack. / Angry} Gunners! Not again. Atom Cats, let's stomp!
- {Player just challenged your coolness. You hate that. / Stern} Oh, go back to nowheresville where you belong.
- {Surprised the player hasn't heard about you / Surprised} You know? The Atom Cats. The coolest power armor gang in the Commonwealth?
- {Exaggerated beat poetry cadence. Draw out "cool".} The flames are hot, but I am cool.
- That place was a real dump, huh? Thanks for taking care of our business, there.
- {Celebration after winning a race / Happy} Yeaaaahhhh!
- {Impressed} That's more like it, Jack. We wear our power armor with style. Not like some other dead heads around.
- {Trying to get the player psyched} C'mon man, get cranked. You get with us and you are one step closer to Coolsville.
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