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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.

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