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FILE HFALLOUT.NPC
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BEGIN_NPC
BEGIN_DESCRIPTION
"Lay down your weapons and maybe I'll let you go." The voice behind
you makes you spin around. A thin man dressed in all kinds of rags stands
before you. He wears thin and cheaply mended glasses and carries some kind
of oddly modified laser pistol. He nervously awaits your response.
END_DESCRIPTION
BEGIN_TALK_TEXT
"Well, hello. It's nice to talk with another intelligent person, but I'm
afraid I'm still going to have to kill you if you don't lay down your weapons.
Perhaps we can get together for coffee some time."
END_TALK_TEXT
BEGIN_WON_TEXT
The Tinkerer walks nervously up to your dieing, laser-burnt body and
shakes his head. "Pity, if he'd only listen to me. Oh well!" He aims his
modified laser pistol at you and fires a few more blast to finish you off.
END_WON_TEXT
BEGIN_LOST_TEXT
"ACK!" The Tinkerer yells out as he collapses to the ground in a heap.
His tapes up glasses lie smashed on the floor next to him.
END_LOST_TEXT
BEGIN_STATS
NAME Tinkerer
LEVEL 5
RACE human
CLASS criminal
REACTION neutral
COMBATTYPE defensive
SEX male
POWERTYPE none
POWERVAL 0
STR 35
MEL 35
RAN 55
DEX 60
STA 40
CHA 35
MONEY 4
BOUNTY 65
WEAPON1 HWEAPONR.TXT Modified Laser
WEAPON2 none
ARMOUR HARMOUR.TXT Ref. Vest
DISTANCE 30
END_STATS
END_NPC
//------
BEGIN_NPC
BEGIN_DESCRIPTION
Suddenly, before you could possibly react, a mutant stands before you.
He's incredibly fast and his skin is a dark red color. He has some kind of
metal claw he's found or made up and now uses as a weapon.
END_DESCRIPTION
BEGIN_TALK_TEXT
"TheFallOutIsHorribleAndCausedMyHorribleDisfigurement,ButBeingASpeedDemon
DoesHaveIt'sAdvantages..." His talking is so fast it's really hard to make
out exactly what it is he's saying.
END_TALK_TEXT
BEGIN_WON_TEXT
The Speed Demons gets a great shot in with his Razors and you drop to the
ground in pain, close to death. Instantly he's on top of you, clawing at your
throat and face. The pain is unbearable and you can feel your blood running
out over your skin. A few more slashes and it's all over.
END_WON_TEXT
BEGIN_LOST_TEXT
The Speed Demon takes your final hit and collapses instantly lifeless to the
ground. He was always moving so fast before his death, it's a little strange
seeing him lie perfectly still on the ground.
END_LOST_TEXT
BEGIN_STATS
NAME Speed Demon
LEVEL 5
RACE human
CLASS criminal
REACTION combative
COMBATTYPE kamikaze
SEX male
POWERTYPE speed
POWERVAL 0
STR 45
MEL 70
RAN 30
DEX 85
STA 45
CHA 30
MONEY 7
BOUNTY 75
WEAPON1 HWEAPONS.TXT Razor Claw
WEAPON2 none
ARMOUR HARMOUR.TXT Leather Jacket
DISTANCE 20
END_STATS
END_NPC
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BEGIN_NPC
BEGIN_DESCRIPTION
Materializing out of the wall ahead of you comes a man seemingly normal
except for his colored skin. His skin was colored to blend in with the wall
and as he walks around, it slowly changes color to the new surroundings making
your head feel a bit woozy. He carries a long sword in his right hand as he
walks toward you.
END_DESCRIPTION
BEGIN_TALK_TEXT
"What you doing down here in our home? You a mutant? We don't kill each
other, only non-mutants..." His voice his hard to understand. It kind of
blends in with the general sounds in the area. The inflections are enough to
make sense of it though.
END_TALK_TEXT
BEGIN_WON_TEXT
The Chameleon's last hit finally takes you down. Your clothes are soaked
in places with your own blood. You feel death is close, but then see the
Chameleon standing over you and realize death is certain. He raises his sword
up and then drives it into your chest and twists a few times to be sure.
END_WON_TEXT
BEGIN_LOST_TEXT
The Chameleon finally takes too many hits and sprawls out on the ground.
In a moment he stops moving as death claims him. The color of his skin loses
the look of the ground and goes back to a normal skin color as his life leaves
him.
END_LOST_TEXT
BEGIN_STATS
NAME Chameleon
LEVEL 5
RACE human
CLASS criminal
REACTION neutral
COMBATTYPE kamikaze
SEX male
POWERTYPE chameleon
POWERVAL 0
STR 50
MEL 65
RAN 30
DEX 45
STA 50
CHA 35
MONEY 33
BOUNTY 70
WEAPON1 HWEAPONS.TXT Long Sword
WEAPON2 none
ARMOUR none
DISTANCE 30
END_STATS
END_NPC
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BEGIN_NPC
BEGIN_DESCRIPTION
An extremely tall man walks into view before you. He doesn't seem to be
wearing any armour and carries only a laser dagger for a weapon. All of his
limbs are far too long to be normal, he must be some kind of mutant. He
grips the knife tighter as he studies you and sizes you up.
END_DESCRIPTION
BEGIN_TALK_TEXT
"Get out of here, exterminator. We just want to live down here in peace.
Leave now and I won't have to hurt you..." His lips distort strangely and
give you the creeps as he talks.
END_TALK_TEXT
BEGIN_WON_TEXT
From across the room the Elastic Man hits you time and again. Finally you
take too many hits and drop to the floor bleedinly severely. The Elastic Man
walks casually up to you turning off his blade. "I love this trick," he says
and places his Laser Dagger in the middle of your back. With his other hand
he flicks it on and the blade appears out of the front of your chest. After
a moment of being stunned, the pain is too horrible and you lose conciousness.
END_WON_TEXT
BEGIN_LOST_TEXT
This Elastic Man may be able to hit you at a distance with his blade,
but he's still no match for your improved skills and firepower. Your last hit
drops him to the ground. His elongated limbs start retracting to a more normal
kind of shape. As his grimacing and twitching end, so does his life.
END_LOST_TEXT
BEGIN_STATS
NAME Elastic Man
LEVEL 5
RACE human
CLASS criminal
REACTION neutral
COMBATTYPE distance
SEX male
POWERTYPE elasticity
POWERVAL 0
STR 45
MEL 65
RAN 30
DEX 55
STA 55
CHA 40
MONEY 52
BOUNTY 80
WEAPON1 HWEAPONS.TXT Laser Dagger
WEAPON2 none
ARMOUR none
DISTANCE 40
END_STATS
END_NPC
//------
BEGIN_NPC
BEGIN_DESCRIPTION
A woman turns a corner and stops startled as she suddenly notices you
before her. She is not pretty, but not ugly. There is something not right
about her looks. Her face and hands seem just a little too large. As soon as
she regains herself, she reaches behind her back and pulls out a .44 Magnum.
She raises it at you, taking a moment to look you over.
END_DESCRIPTION
BEGIN_TALK_TEXT
"Mmmflxngmmnnrg..." As you talk to her, she lets out a horrid noise
instead of answering and opens her mouth wide. Her tongue is huge, filling
most of her mouth. Some sort of mutation has ravaged this poor woman.
END_TALK_TEXT
BEGIN_WON_TEXT
The Skin Lady isn't a great shot, but she's good enough. Her last shot
hits you solid in the chest instantly dropping you to your knees. She takes
the time to quickly reload, but the pain is too much and you can do nothing
but fall to thr ground. Your eyes are closed, but you hear her as she empties
the full clip into you. After the first few shots, it stops hurting so much
and everything fades to black.
END_WON_TEXT
BEGIN_LOST_TEXT
Wow can she take a lot of damage. You've hit her enough to drop a rhino,
but she's still going. Finally your last hit took her down, but just barely.
She still tries getting to her feet again so you land a few more hits to
finish the job.
END_LOST_TEXT
BEGIN_STATS
NAME Skin Lady
LEVEL 5
RACE human
CLASS criminal
REACTION combative
COMBATTYPE kamikaze
SEX female
POWERTYPE thick_skin
POWERVAL 0
STR 40
MEL 30
RAN 45
DEX 35
STA 55
CHA 30
MONEY 26
BOUNTY 85
WEAPON1 HWEAPONS.TXT .44 Magnum
WEAPON2 none
ARMOUR HARMOUR.TXT Sweater
DISTANCE 30
END_STATS
END_NPC
//------
BEGIN_NPC
BEGIN_DESCRIPTION
You hear a horrible yell and it gets closer as you listen. A deformed
mutant comes rushing into view ahead of you. His skin is green, his features
are all distorted, and his hair grows only in patches. This mutant is huge
though, really muscular. He rushes at you, hardly even taking a moment to
look you over.
END_DESCRIPTION
BEGIN_TALK_TEXT
You try and start some talking with this Hulking Mutant but he has
absolutely no interest in talking, if he is even able to talk. He just
continues to chase after you yelling madly.
END_TALK_TEXT
BEGIN_WON_TEXT
You fight madly against him, but this Hulking Mutant is all over you.
He has no weapons save his huge fists he constantly pummels you with. Finally
you can take no more and a swift punch in the face knocks you clean out. The
blackness is soothing compared to your pain.
END_WON_TEXT
BEGIN_LOST_TEXT
This Hulking Mutant takes a lot of hits, but finally goes down. He still
tries pulling himself to his feet, but a few more of your hits quickly changes
that plan. In a few moments he stops breathing and you rest more easily.
END_LOST_TEXT
BEGIN_STATS
NAME Hulking Mutant
LEVEL 5
RACE human
CLASS criminal
REACTION combative
COMBATTYPE kamikaze
SEX male
POWERTYPE strength
POWERVAL 0
STR 85
MEL 75
RAN 30
DEX 40
STA 60
CHA 30
MONEY 2
BOUNTY 90
WEAPON1 none
WEAPON2 none
ARMOUR none
DISTANCE 50
END_STATS
END_NPC
//------
BEGIN_NPC
BEGIN_DESCRIPTION
A thin, crazy looking man stumbles into view. His eyes dart left and right
and he's shaking horribly. In his right hand is a .44 Magnum which he waves
around the area, but more specifically at you. He doesn't seem at all
comfortable with your presence and you figure it's only a matter of seconds
before he starts shooting.
END_DESCRIPTION
BEGIN_TALK_TEXT
"Who?" he asks with a confused voice. "What happened? Where? You did
what? To who?" Obviously this is not going anywhere.
END_TALK_TEXT
BEGIN_WON_TEXT
He's not a great shot, but a few lucky hits take you down. You try
covering up the bullet-holes, but your blood just runs out between your
fingers. The pain is unreal, and it's only seconds before you hit the floor
and black out.
END_WON_TEXT
BEGIN_LOST_TEXT
His shots are all over the room, not coming even close to taking you out.
It's only a matter of time before you get enough hits in to take the crazy-
eyed man down. He twitches around in pain a few times before dieing.
END_LOST_TEXT
BEGIN_STATS
NAME Crazy-Eyed Man
LEVEL 5
RACE human
CLASS criminal
REACTION combative
COMBATTYPE kamikaze
SEX male
POWERTYPE none
POWERVAL 0
STR 35
MEL 35
RAN 65
DEX 60
STA 45
CHA 50
MONEY 16
BOUNTY 85
WEAPON1 HWEAPONS.TXT .44 Magnum
WEAPON2 none
ARMOUR HARMOUR.TXT Flak Jacket
DISTANCE 40
END_STATS
END_NPC