NPC
Baghead
Dialogue (104)
- Oh… another follower?
- I suppose you’re wantin’ to become a man of the cloth?
- Well, drop your offerin’ in the pile.
- Though some say nothin’ is the best gift of all.
- Now take a sit, mate. Relax.
- And leave me alone.
- That’s the… uh, path to enlight-ency.
- Ah... imagine this.
- Nowhere to go… no one to be…
- Just let life pass on by.
- Go ahead. Try it.
- Eh, over there.
- Anywhere but here.
- Did you not hear me?
- Go sit and be quiet.
- Now what?
- Oh, you wanna bag–do ya?
- You wanna be like me?
- You got a lot to learn, mate.
- You see… there’s an art to doin’ nothin’.
- Most don’t get it.
- You think you’re any different?
- That’s what they all say.
- But I’ll give you a chance.
- A simple test.
- There’s something I want… something special.
- It ain’t hard to find.
- But its… rarely enjoyed.
- Bring it to me.
- Quite right.
- See that was a trick question’.
- And you nailed it.
- So, here’s the real test.
- There’s something I want… something special.
- Think you can fetch it for me?
- It ain’t hard to find.
- But it is rare.
- Bit of a riddle – ain’t it?
- Go on then.
- Take a look around.
- See what strikes you
- And remember it’s gotta be special.
- Not something you can find just anywhere.
- Hm… smells strong
- Is this what you think I want?
- You just don’t get it – do you?
- You really think I want this?
- And after all that…
- This is what you bring me?
- You're back and you have… nothing?
- So, that’s it? You're bringing me nothing?
- You sure?
- This is your final chance?
- Well, better keep lookin’ then.
- Just as I thought. Nobody knows nothin’ these days.
- You really don’t get it do ya?
- Well, don’t worry.
- You’ll fit in with the others.
- Huh…
- Finally… someone who understands nothin’.
- You’re smarter than ya look.
- Maybe you can… uh, help me?
- You see I’m… cool now.
- Wherever I go… these assholes follow.
- They won’t leave me alone.
- If only there was another Baghead… or somethin’.
- But I’m Baghead? Ya know?
- It’s a doozy.
- I was just takin’ a piss with this whole… thing.
- Just some fun before we eat dirt.
- But I just kept on livin’.
- And they kept comin’.
- At first… it was a good time.
- But you can only eat so many rats.
- Even boozin’ got old.
- I guess I lost my taste for it.
- … for life.
- It wasn’t always like this.
- I had a friend once.
- A real one. Nice and quiet.
- I thought we were gonna be best friends forever.
- But… he took off.
- You remind me of him actually.
- Hm… you know what?
- You should replace me.
- Yeah, you get it.
- You could be my successor.
- The next Baghead.
- Whaddya say?
- Yeah, nah… nevermind.
- That’ll never work.
- I mean look at you.
- Listen up.
- You lot don’t need me.
- Not anymore.
- You see… sittin’ and doin’ nothin’ ain’t enough these days.
- It’s gotten old—you know?
- I need somethin’ more.
- So, I’m passin’ on me ol’ sack…
- To my finest pupil.
- Someone who really knows nothin’.
- As for me…
- Oh, you’ll never see me again.
- I’ll be just another face in the crowd.