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YOU - What am I doing here?
SHIVERS - Standing in the rain, looking north, where Jamrock Rock City stretches inland.
SHIVERS - Standing in the rain, looking north, where Jamrock Rock City stretches inland.
November 30, 2025 at 11:00 AM
YOU - What am I doing here?
SHIVERS - Standing in the rain, looking north, where Jamrock Rock City stretches inland.
SHIVERS - Standing in the rain, looking north, where Jamrock Rock City stretches inland.
SHIVERS - A tub warm with water, white with soap. A man bathes while radio waves transmit the lottery numbers: 4, 18, 21, 4, 1…A modern washing machine rattles a drawer full of silverware.
November 30, 2025 at 8:03 AM
SHIVERS - A tub warm with water, white with soap. A man bathes while radio waves transmit the lottery numbers: 4, 18, 21, 4, 1…A modern washing machine rattles a drawer full of silverware.
ENDURANCE - (Your pecs dance.)
November 30, 2025 at 5:00 AM
ENDURANCE - (Your pecs dance.)
SHIVERS - I want to be found…But I need to be heard…Listen within the place of industry, where power and structure join perfectly…
November 30, 2025 at 2:00 AM
SHIVERS - I want to be found…But I need to be heard…Listen within the place of industry, where power and structure join perfectly…
SHIVERS - They are lights directed toward the sea floor, looking for something, like whiskers…
YOU - For what?
SHIVERS - A chill comes over you, crawling down your back. The sand under your feet is wet. Somewhere in the south, tarpaulin flap in the wind.
YOU - For what?
SHIVERS - A chill comes over you, crawling down your back. The sand under your feet is wet. Somewhere in the south, tarpaulin flap in the wind.
November 29, 2025 at 11:00 PM
SHIVERS - They are lights directed toward the sea floor, looking for something, like whiskers…
YOU - For what?
SHIVERS - A chill comes over you, crawling down your back. The sand under your feet is wet. Somewhere in the south, tarpaulin flap in the wind.
YOU - For what?
SHIVERS - A chill comes over you, crawling down your back. The sand under your feet is wet. Somewhere in the south, tarpaulin flap in the wind.
YOU - (Kick the door.)
BARRED DOOR - The door receives a thorough disciplining.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Its pain and grovelling is much to your liking.
KLAASJE - “Suck on that, door.”
BARRED DOOR - The door receives a thorough disciplining.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Its pain and grovelling is much to your liking.
KLAASJE - “Suck on that, door.”
November 29, 2025 at 8:03 PM
YOU - (Kick the door.)
BARRED DOOR - The door receives a thorough disciplining.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Its pain and grovelling is much to your liking.
KLAASJE - “Suck on that, door.”
BARRED DOOR - The door receives a thorough disciplining.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Its pain and grovelling is much to your liking.
KLAASJE - “Suck on that, door.”
JOYCE MESSIER - “I assure you, officer, these are *not* the sort of parties you'd want to attend.”
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - She has no *idea* what kind of parties you've been to.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - She has no *idea* what kind of parties you've been to.
November 29, 2025 at 5:00 PM
JOYCE MESSIER - “I assure you, officer, these are *not* the sort of parties you'd want to attend.”
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - She has no *idea* what kind of parties you've been to.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - She has no *idea* what kind of parties you've been to.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Welcome back, detective. You're home now…
INLAND EMPIRE - You see a flash of teeth -- a young woman smiling at you, near some railway overpass in your ruined past. She is gorgeous. And she is *yours*.
INLAND EMPIRE - You see a flash of teeth -- a young woman smiling at you, near some railway overpass in your ruined past. She is gorgeous. And she is *yours*.
November 29, 2025 at 2:01 PM
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Welcome back, detective. You're home now…
INLAND EMPIRE - You see a flash of teeth -- a young woman smiling at you, near some railway overpass in your ruined past. She is gorgeous. And she is *yours*.
INLAND EMPIRE - You see a flash of teeth -- a young woman smiling at you, near some railway overpass in your ruined past. She is gorgeous. And she is *yours*.
DAMAGED LEDGER - The notebook is *annual*, it says '51 on what remains of its cover. In short: there was more.
PAIN THRESHOLD - Judging by the creases on your forehead and the lines on your cheeks -- too much more. Going back years, decades even…
PAIN THRESHOLD - Judging by the creases on your forehead and the lines on your cheeks -- too much more. Going back years, decades even…
November 29, 2025 at 11:00 AM
DAMAGED LEDGER - The notebook is *annual*, it says '51 on what remains of its cover. In short: there was more.
PAIN THRESHOLD - Judging by the creases on your forehead and the lines on your cheeks -- too much more. Going back years, decades even…
PAIN THRESHOLD - Judging by the creases on your forehead and the lines on your cheeks -- too much more. Going back years, decades even…
YOU - Seems silly to expend so much effort on studying stuff that *isn't even real*.
ENDURANCE - Absolutely. You'd never do something like that to yourself, nope.
ENDURANCE - Absolutely. You'd never do something like that to yourself, nope.
November 29, 2025 at 7:59 AM
YOU - Seems silly to expend so much effort on studying stuff that *isn't even real*.
ENDURANCE - Absolutely. You'd never do something like that to yourself, nope.
ENDURANCE - Absolutely. You'd never do something like that to yourself, nope.
JOYCE MESSIER - Her eyes light up. There's a flash of teeth.
HALF LIGHT - The smile of a predator.
YOU - “You've got a predatory streak.”
JOYCE MESSIER - “All men are predators, dear. Nothing much to be done about *that*. It's all a matter of where you get to file your teeth…”
HALF LIGHT - The smile of a predator.
YOU - “You've got a predatory streak.”
JOYCE MESSIER - “All men are predators, dear. Nothing much to be done about *that*. It's all a matter of where you get to file your teeth…”
November 29, 2025 at 4:55 AM
JOYCE MESSIER - Her eyes light up. There's a flash of teeth.
HALF LIGHT - The smile of a predator.
YOU - “You've got a predatory streak.”
JOYCE MESSIER - “All men are predators, dear. Nothing much to be done about *that*. It's all a matter of where you get to file your teeth…”
HALF LIGHT - The smile of a predator.
YOU - “You've got a predatory streak.”
JOYCE MESSIER - “All men are predators, dear. Nothing much to be done about *that*. It's all a matter of where you get to file your teeth…”
YOU - “I'm ready.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Good. Where do you want to limp to?”
SHIVERS - A gust of wind blows in from the bay, the duraluminium box around you vibrates imperceptibly…a familiar cold, a red thread on the roof upstairs. Taut. Plucked like a string by the gust.
KIM KITSURAGI - “Good. Where do you want to limp to?”
SHIVERS - A gust of wind blows in from the bay, the duraluminium box around you vibrates imperceptibly…a familiar cold, a red thread on the roof upstairs. Taut. Plucked like a string by the gust.
November 29, 2025 at 1:57 AM
YOU - “I'm ready.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Good. Where do you want to limp to?”
SHIVERS - A gust of wind blows in from the bay, the duraluminium box around you vibrates imperceptibly…a familiar cold, a red thread on the roof upstairs. Taut. Plucked like a string by the gust.
KIM KITSURAGI - “Good. Where do you want to limp to?”
SHIVERS - A gust of wind blows in from the bay, the duraluminium box around you vibrates imperceptibly…a familiar cold, a red thread on the roof upstairs. Taut. Plucked like a string by the gust.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - If you up the dose and TRULY DANCE, who knows what will happen?
INLAND EMPIRE - SALVATION!
INLAND EMPIRE - SALVATION!
November 28, 2025 at 10:55 PM
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - If you up the dose and TRULY DANCE, who knows what will happen?
INLAND EMPIRE - SALVATION!
INLAND EMPIRE - SALVATION!
INLAND EMPIRE - Isn't that odd? How *can* you run so much?
ENDURANCE - Actually, yeah…How? You have mediocre lungs.
ENDURANCE - Actually, yeah…How? You have mediocre lungs.
November 28, 2025 at 7:58 PM
INLAND EMPIRE - Isn't that odd? How *can* you run so much?
ENDURANCE - Actually, yeah…How? You have mediocre lungs.
ENDURANCE - Actually, yeah…How? You have mediocre lungs.
YOU - “Please…”
PISSF****T - “Fine, fuck it.” The young man takes his jacket off. “Here, take it then. I can't handle this sad shit.”
HALF LIGHT - Wow. I did not see that coming.
PISSF****T - “Fine, fuck it.” The young man takes his jacket off. “Here, take it then. I can't handle this sad shit.”
HALF LIGHT - Wow. I did not see that coming.
November 28, 2025 at 4:55 PM
YOU - “Please…”
PISSF****T - “Fine, fuck it.” The young man takes his jacket off. “Here, take it then. I can't handle this sad shit.”
HALF LIGHT - Wow. I did not see that coming.
PISSF****T - “Fine, fuck it.” The young man takes his jacket off. “Here, take it then. I can't handle this sad shit.”
HALF LIGHT - Wow. I did not see that coming.
KIM KITSURAGI - “A history of violence streaking all across Revachol.”
SHIVERS - The streets ran red with blood. Dust swirled above the ruins. The pressure change from artillery fire ripped people apart in the top floors of the building above you…
SHIVERS - The streets ran red with blood. Dust swirled above the ruins. The pressure change from artillery fire ripped people apart in the top floors of the building above you…
November 28, 2025 at 1:57 PM
KIM KITSURAGI - “A history of violence streaking all across Revachol.”
SHIVERS - The streets ran red with blood. Dust swirled above the ruins. The pressure change from artillery fire ripped people apart in the top floors of the building above you…
SHIVERS - The streets ran red with blood. Dust swirled above the ruins. The pressure change from artillery fire ripped people apart in the top floors of the building above you…
RENÉ ARNOUX - “I'm fine, goddamnit! Mind your own business!” The outburst makes him clutch his chest.
ENDURANCE - It's his heart.
ENDURANCE - It's his heart.
November 28, 2025 at 10:55 AM
RENÉ ARNOUX - “I'm fine, goddamnit! Mind your own business!” The outburst makes him clutch his chest.
ENDURANCE - It's his heart.
ENDURANCE - It's his heart.
SHIVERS - Six metres underground, below piping from before the war -- the collapsed remains of the Martinaise storm drain system. There are two stolen flashlights with piles of batteries next to them, beside two bedrolls. In the dark, an opening into the lower tunnels…
November 28, 2025 at 7:58 AM
SHIVERS - Six metres underground, below piping from before the war -- the collapsed remains of the Martinaise storm drain system. There are two stolen flashlights with piles of batteries next to them, beside two bedrolls. In the dark, an opening into the lower tunnels…
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - In your hand: *pyrholidon* -- the double rainbow of synthetic hallucinogens. Rare and gritty, a product of the age of atomic power.
November 28, 2025 at 4:55 AM
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - In your hand: *pyrholidon* -- the double rainbow of synthetic hallucinogens. Rare and gritty, a product of the age of atomic power.
SHIVERS - A line of motor garages with armoured carapaces, hunched in the cold. A mechanic is hard at work, patching up bullet holes in the side of a Coupris 40. Snow settles on the roof of the re-purposed silk mill that serves as your station.
November 28, 2025 at 1:57 AM
SHIVERS - A line of motor garages with armoured carapaces, hunched in the cold. A mechanic is hard at work, patching up bullet holes in the side of a Coupris 40. Snow settles on the roof of the re-purposed silk mill that serves as your station.
THE DESERTER - “A rifle's scope has the best magnification.”
HALF LIGHT - Helps him see all the *shit*…
YOU - “…and if it's, you know, part of all that *shit* you see…”
THE DESERTER - “Then I pull the trigger.” He looks dead in the eye. “Think of it as a form of *critique*.”
HALF LIGHT - Helps him see all the *shit*…
YOU - “…and if it's, you know, part of all that *shit* you see…”
THE DESERTER - “Then I pull the trigger.” He looks dead in the eye. “Think of it as a form of *critique*.”
November 27, 2025 at 10:55 PM
THE DESERTER - “A rifle's scope has the best magnification.”
HALF LIGHT - Helps him see all the *shit*…
YOU - “…and if it's, you know, part of all that *shit* you see…”
THE DESERTER - “Then I pull the trigger.” He looks dead in the eye. “Think of it as a form of *critique*.”
HALF LIGHT - Helps him see all the *shit*…
YOU - “…and if it's, you know, part of all that *shit* you see…”
THE DESERTER - “Then I pull the trigger.” He looks dead in the eye. “Think of it as a form of *critique*.”
KORTENAER - The leader gives a small nod to the helmeted man. You feel your fists contract, as you stand there, between these men -- all carrying real weapons.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - If you waste time, people will die.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - If you waste time, people will die.
November 27, 2025 at 7:58 PM
KORTENAER - The leader gives a small nod to the helmeted man. You feel your fists contract, as you stand there, between these men -- all carrying real weapons.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - If you waste time, people will die.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - If you waste time, people will die.
SHIVERS - A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair…she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
YOU - She will come back.
YOU - She will come back.
November 27, 2025 at 4:55 PM
SHIVERS - A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair…she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.
YOU - She will come back.
YOU - She will come back.
YOU - …
STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - …
SHIVERS - A low pressure system is gathering itself over the bay. It's begun to tug violently at the tarpaulins…
STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - …
SHIVERS - A low pressure system is gathering itself over the bay. It's begun to tug violently at the tarpaulins…
November 27, 2025 at 1:57 PM
YOU - …
STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - …
SHIVERS - A low pressure system is gathering itself over the bay. It's begun to tug violently at the tarpaulins…
STEBAN, THE STUDENT COMMUNIST - …
SHIVERS - A low pressure system is gathering itself over the bay. It's begun to tug violently at the tarpaulins…
DOLORES DEI - “Now, go ahead…ask me more questions. Let's talk about *something else*.”
PAIN THRESHOLD - No. This has to end. Do the last one.
VOLITION - More questions. Ask more.
PAIN THRESHOLD - No. This has to end. Do the last one.
VOLITION - More questions. Ask more.
November 27, 2025 at 10:55 AM
DOLORES DEI - “Now, go ahead…ask me more questions. Let's talk about *something else*.”
PAIN THRESHOLD - No. This has to end. Do the last one.
VOLITION - More questions. Ask more.
PAIN THRESHOLD - No. This has to end. Do the last one.
VOLITION - More questions. Ask more.