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- Good luck.
- Oww.
- {player is standing there not saying anything / Puzzled} You're... not saying anything...
- {returned home to your parents. standing outside waiting to go in and greet them / Nervous} Can't believe I'm back. I'm so nervous...
- {Concerned} Maybe when this is over, we can talk about it again?
- {tinkering with an electronic device, muttering to yourself / Thinking} Maybe if I re-route the sensors...
- {Nervous} What if I told you that there's a secret. A big secret. Here on this island. Something way more important than just one lost girl?
- {Concerned} Look, I'm not here to just blindly follow Acadia's ideals. If anything... I feel like the only one who knows there's something wrong here.
- {Worried} Okay. Good luck, and come back as soon as you've found anything.
- {Conspiratorial} You saw all those computers that DiMA's hooked up to, right? They hold his memories or offload data from his brain. Maybe some combination of both?
- {Puzzled} Well, if you did, that's almost good right? That means they're harmless. Anyway, good luck.
- {Sad} Look after Kenji and Rei for me, all right? They're good people. I didn't mean to hurt them. I... I didn't know...
- {Irritated} If you could just hold the jokes for a second...
- {Suspicious} Now, do you mind telling me what you're doing here?
- {Thinking} Or is he still hiding something? What could be in those memories that he would leave them behind? Is there really something in them that's... dangerous?
- {Depressed} Should I go back? They obviously still care about me... or who they think I am... They need a daughter. They deserve to have one...
- {Thinking} If it's something that really would threaten the island, then it's better out of the hands of the Children of Atom. Or Far Harbor, even.
- {skeptical / Suspicious} They... they did what? You came all this way... for me?
- Now listen, I've tried to do some digging on my own, but I haven't gotten far.
- {bittersweet, you're pretending to be the real Kasumi} It's good to be back. I had a lot of projects in the boathouse. Now I'll get to finish them.
- I've also tried breaking into Faraday's terminal, since he and DiMA are so close, but the security on it is crazy.
- And if DiMA really can't be trusted, we'll have his own memories to confront him with.
- {Irritated} Don't worry, I have money. Not to mention the fact that you'll have whatever secrets are in DiMA's earliest memories.
- {making a recording as you're working / Thinking} Project log. Kitchen mixer. The circuits are still good, but all the mechanical parts are rusted through. Maybe I can...
- {Irritated} Look, help me out, and if I'm wrong, you can make all the jokes you want.
- {Friendly} Thank you. For everything. I'll see you around Acadia.
- She also mentioned that some of the ruins of the television studios are still around if you head into the city.
- {you just found out you might be a synth, and that your entire life could be a lie / Nervous} Project log. Um... Myself. I never really thought about who or... what I am, but... God, where do I start?
- {Friendly} Yeah, I have. I feel like a lot of weight has been lifted from my head.
- {player has agreed to help you, giving him advice as he investigates / Thinking} Faraday is probably the smartest person here. I don't think hacking his terminal is going to be easy.
- {Concerned} But I can't leave until I've gotten to the bottom of it. I've been running long enough...
- I'll be right there! Oh... damn. Was I recording that? *sigh*
- {Nervous} But I was wrong. I belong here. I'm sorry I left...
- {Concerned} Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing a lot since this all started...
- {not sure if the player can really do it / Concerned} If you're sure. Good luck. Once you have something, let me know.
- {Sad} You taught me so much, and I won't forget any of it. I'm sorry that we'll never be able to fix up the old clunker we've got sitting in the boathouse.
- {tinkering with an electronic device, muttering to yourself / Thinking} Energy output on these things are terrible. Who designed this?
- {Sad} I need to start packing, and I should start saying goodbye to everyone...
- {suddenly thinking of something at the end / Thinking} Thank you. Now I just have to figure how to...
- {DiMA confessed to murder and was executed / Sad} DiMA... He was a murderer and a manipulator, but he had such a noble goal. What does that say about all of us?
- {excited for the first time in a long time / Happy} Project log. Radio. Correction: working radio! I'll finally get some news outside this house.
- {Concerned} All I have to do is go home. Give them the daughter they thought they lost. Don't I owe them that?
- {Puzzled} I wonder if you'll need to, you know, connect to the old banks the way he does? Some kind of connection between your head and the computer.
- {player has agreed to help you investigate DiMA} Let me know when you've found something.
- {talking to the player now that everything is over / Concerned} Hey, listen. So when you first showed up, you came to get me. To bring me home. I've been thinking a lot about that...
- Project Log. Dreams. Recording what I can remember when I wake up.
- {Thinking} Always another problem that needs fixing...
- {Tired} Project log. Lamp. Yep. It's a lamp. Filament plus power equals light. I swear sometimes I think my parents break these things just to keep me busy.
- He lived on the island for almost a century before building Acadia. He has to know about some treasure some where, don't you think?
- {Concerned} But isn't the other part dealing with those doubts? Isn't that what I'm doing? I had questions, I came here for answers.
- {Nervous} They're trying to build a place for their kind. Where they can be themselves and be accepted for what they are alongside human beings.
- {struggling with your conscience / Worried} He's been hiding so much from us. God... is Acadia even worth saving? There are good people... synths... here...
- {Stern} And now that I've found a place I belong, I'd rather not lose it all if DiMA is secretly planning to destroy everything.
- {Concerned} There's more going on than just the refuge. I can't leave until I've gotten to the bottom of it. I've been running long enough...
- Any luck? Have you found a way into DiMA's memories?
- {player tries to get your attention while you're working / Thinking} Who are you? Are you new here?
- {Apologetic} I know. I've been working on that, but I haven't had much luck.
- I'm just going to start stripping this thing for parts moving forward.
- I keep having the same one. I'm in a white room. People are talking about me like I'm not there, or maybe they just don't care.
- Argh.
- {Concerned} *Sigh* God, this has all been so much more complicated than I expected...
- God... I hope I don't have it again tonight...
- Guh.
- I managed to repair the vacuum tubes and got the power working again, but, well it's not like there's any working signal for this thing to receive.
- {Concerned} So it's the synths and Atom, alone on the island for who knows how long? Maybe that's for the best...
- I promise you'll want to hear this. Just listen...
- {Afraid} I... Yes it's true... I mean... I can't prove it, but when I made it to Acadia, I just knew...
- Is everything... okay?
- {Grateful} All right. Good luck. Let me know what you find out.
- {Angry} I should never have asked for your help. Just... leave...
- Project log. Holotape player. Managed to strip out the parts from this thing and make something that's easier to move around.
- {Concerned} Look, I get it. They hired you to bring their daughter back... and I wish I could, I really do...
- {Depressed} Little things. Dreams of waking up in a lab. Years I can't remember from when I was a kid. Not to mention how I never quite fit in back at home...
- {Concerned} Please. Let me know when you've found something.
- {going over what the conversation with your parents would have been / Sad} I've been lying to you this whole time? Your real daughter is dead, and I replaced her? *sigh*
- {Irritated} No. You don't get it. I'm not their daughter. I'm a synth.
- {Concerned} Sorry, I know it must have been a hard decision. At least now it's all over.
- {Concerned} *sigh* Acadia isn't what I thought it was. There's more going on here than just the refuge.
- {Afraid} You're serious... but no one else here has done anything wrong!
- {skeptical / Puzzled} You... You're a what? You came all this way... for me?
- {player has agreed to help you investigate DiMA} Finding the truth will be worth the trouble. Thank you.
- Unnh.
- {Tired} Yeah, we both do... Thank you for telling me the truth, at least.
- {player convinces you to think about whether or not you're a synth / Concerned} I... I really wish that was true. If I wasn't a synth, things would be so much simpler...
- Was there something else...?
- {player is joking around about destroying Far Harbor or the Children of Atom / Puzzled} Nothing phases you, does it? It's all just one big joke? God, maybe that's for the best. Who else could've made that kind of decision?
- {Urgent curiosity, concern / Concerned} You're back. So, what did you find? Can we really trust DiMA, or is he hiding something?
- {chuckle at the beginning / Happy} Can't believe people like you actually exist. Part of the reason I didn't trust DiMA was because he seemed too selfless, but you're just like him.
- {Conspiratorial} And that's when I see it. Data models DiMA has been making. One was the Fog taking over Far Harbor. Another was a nuclear detonation on the island. Plus death counts.
- {bittersweet, you're pretending to be the real Kasumi} Thank you for everything. We're a family again. This is how it should be...
- {Thinking} Really? How would that work? When I was taking a peek in the computers he has here, DiMA was hooked up to his chair. I was just tapping into it.
- {Nervous} The radio. I was right about the range. I managed to get a signal. A strong signal, from up north.
- {struggling with your conscience, correcting yourself on "people" since they're really synths / Worried} God... is Acadia even worth saving? The people... the synths, here... they haven't done anything wrong...
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