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Encounter Conditions
Only when not etheric?
Initial Text
You notice a student with stylishly spiked hair and a fraternity shirt. That wouldn't surprise you here or out on the Quad, but he's glancing from side to side nervously and carrying a large barrel.
Summary of Choices
- Strike up a conversation -
- Fill me in -
- I'd rather die - (Only if you've been helping the party organizers)
- Yeah, no thanks -
- Help with the barrel - 3 XP Strength, unlock conversation
- Leave him be -
Choice Text and Results
Strike up a conversation
He grunts noncommittally and nods down at the barrel he's carrying. Maybe… he'll talk later?
After helping with the barrel:
He stops and sets down the barrel he was carrying. "This party is gonna be a total disgrace. My dad went here, my grandpa went here… there has never been a lamer Halloween party than the one being planned right now."
He sighs a well-practiced sigh. "The school says it's gotta be dry on account of the riots. Like we had anything to do with any damned riots. We want good jobs, you know? Don't get good jobs throwing rocks at Midgard Security."
"But I've got a plan." He grins, apparently signifying he's finished his pitch.
After helping with the barrel, if you've been helping the party organizers:
He sets the barrel down, carefully positioning himself between you and it. "So, yeah, glad to hear you're helping out with the… uh, volunteering. Keep up the great work."
He pauses for a second and leans closer. "But, you know, if you wanted a… you know, awesome party… I might be able to help you out."
After you've heard about the frat plan?
He stops for a second and looks around. "It's nice to have some folks helping out, you know? I think we can really make this rock."
"They're shipping punch in these big barrels, so if we can distract folks away from those… it means we should be able to fix things up for a better party. You know, just make a little extra work for them here and there… nothing crazy."
He smiles at you faintly. "Well, <playername>'s a machine. You could take after him, but it's like we tell the pledges: you gotta start somewhere. Keep up the good work."
He pauses for a second to see if anyone's nearby. "I heard some crazy freaks have been slipping Eclipse into our barrels. Keep an eye out, alright?"
Fill me in
He grins again, showing off his perfectly white teeth and makes some strange gesture with his fist. "Rock hard."
"Alright, here's the plan… see these barrels?" he nods at the barrel he was carrying. "They're full of punch for the party. I've got no idea why they're shipped in huge barrels. Maybe Little Miss Student Council got 'em bulk rate."
"Anyway, if you give them something else to think about, they might leave a few unguarded. Then you can add a bit of… whiskey, rum, whatever."
"So, just make a bit of extra work for them. Nothing too crazy, just rearrange stuff, maybe break some things when people aren't looking. Then bam, awesome punch."
Or, if you have been helping the party organizers
"Oh," he nods slowly, "Yeah. Good call."
"So the University is all pissed off 'cause the flower children were out rioting and now they say we can't have booze at the Halloween party. My grandpa went to this school. We've had blasted Halloween since before this was Metroplex, man. It's not fair."
He stops for a second, letting a self-satisfied smile spread over his face. "So, yeah, you know what that means? Spiked punch. It's the only way to keep tradition alive."
"Of course, the student council has to pretend they're watching, but they want to have a good party too. So, you know, distract them some and help us slip goodies into the barrels. It'll be awesome!"
I'd rather die
Only if you've been helping the party organizers?
Yeah, no thanks
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After hearing the plan:
He stops for a second and looks around. "It's nice to have some folks helping out, you know? I think we can really make this rock."
"They're shipping punch in these big barrels, so if we can distract folks away from those… it means we should be able to fix things up for a better party. You know, just make a little extra work for them here and there… nothing crazy."
He smiles at you broadly, showing a wall of perfectly white teeth. "You're totally a machine… worth like three pledges and a good pep talk. Nobody's better."
He pauses for a second to look over the preparations. "I think they're gonna finish putting up all their decorations before we finish spiking all the punch. It'll be a sad Halloween if they toss all the booze, am I right?"
Presumably all the text for this option can change quite a bit.
Help with the barrel
You help him lug the barrel up the stairs. He eventually shows you where they're stored, high in the dormitory.
The room smells powerfully of artificial sweeteners, with just a hint of something more chemical.
You've earned 3 XP in Strength
Leave him be
You ignore him and he continues lugging a series of barrels up the stairs.
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