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Dean Domino
Legacy Name: Dean Domino

The

Graveyard Jollin
Owner:

Cartoonival

Age: 12 years, 10 months, 3 weeks

Born: May 31st, 2011

Adopted: 12 years, 1 month, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: March 7th, 2012

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 3
Books Read: 3
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

"You sure came a long way to rob this place. I guess greed is in the blood."

Special thanks to User not found: courier for letting me adopt Dean! :)This profile will be worked on when I have free time.

(the following is for future reference.)

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"Have a seat, and then we'll talk."

"The Sierra Madre. Mmm... beauty, isn't she. She the one who invited you here? Or maybe you didn't catch her voice on the radio. Woke up, confused, like some of the others. Least you're still breathing."

"By the way, don't get up or make any sudden motions, no matter how uncomfortable that chair gets... the cushion's just for show."

"What are you talking about?" ("Might be a bit rude, but that chair you're sitting in - it's got a charge under the seat cushion.")
[Explosives skill] "Better be a shaped charge, or you're going to kill both of us." ("Sound's like you've done some blue collar construction work in your life, your Ma must be proud. Still...")
"Not one for sitting when the clock's ticking." ("Might be a bit rude, but that chair you're sitting in - it's got a charge under the seat cushion.")

"Get up without my permission, I'll blast your ass so far through your head, it'll turn the moon cherry pie red. So - let's keep this sweet and polite, and finish our conversation with no misunderstandings."

[Speech skill] "I'll save my questions for the end - please, go on." ("And that's what I've missed: a rapt audience.")
"You've got my attention. For the moment."
"Look - I need your help to get into the Sierra Madre." ("Oh, of course you do. Now, it's like we're married with these big wedding rings around our necks. So why don't you hear my proposal first, before you start talking about what you need.") (Repeat previous dialog options.)

"Just because I work in entertainment, doesn't mean I'm a moron. I heard my necktie beeping, I know what that means - I'm part of this somehow. I want out of this contract. And if you put me in it, I'm not going to be too happy. So whatever's going on here, if you're part of all this? You're taking orders from me."

(1) [Barter Skill] "Your negotiation skills assume you're bargaining from a position of strength." ("What are you talking about?")
"I'll cooperate. What do you want?" ("Good, good - then we're in business. I may be a betting man, but I like it when the odds are in our favor.")
(2)"I'm not going to help you." ("That so?")

(1/2) "Our collars... these "neckties" are linked. I die, you die." ("That's an interesting clause. That's a real bad contract you have. We have.")
(2)"Either deal with me as an equal, or I walk." ("Just like all the rest. Strolling in here, thinking you own the place. I've been here longer than any of you tourists. Trust me, I'm letting you off easier than the Sierra Madre ever would. Nobody's going to miss you... whoever you are, you're old news.") (The courier stands up and dies. Offer a link to beginning of conversation again.)
(2)"I think you're bluffing. I'm getting up, right now." ("Just like all the rest. Strolling in here, thinking you own the place. I've been here longer than any of you tourists. Trust me, I'm letting you off easier than the Sierra Madre ever would. Nobody's going to miss you... whoever you are, you're old news.") (The courier stands up and dies. Offer a link to beginning of conversation again.)

(2-1) "It's starting to make sense, now that I've met you." ("*Laughs* All right, all right... looks like marriage finally caught me. I'm listening... partner. What's next, if we're death-til-we-part?")
(2-1) "Agree to come with me now, or I get up from this chair and kill us both, shaped charge or no." ("*Laughs* All right, all right... looks like marriage finally caught me. I'm listening... partner. What's next, if we're death-til-we-part?")
(2-1) "I only need you breathing. Push me, I'll bring you to the point of death, then leave you." ("*Laughs* All right, all right... looks like marriage finally caught me. I'm listening... partner. What's next, if we're death-til-we-part?")

"If you're here with who I think, then I'd rather have you on my side than his. An... ace in the hole. You want to live, I want what's in the Madre. Real simple."

"I'm in. If that's all, let's head out."

"Fine. Meet at the fountain?" ("Wait, wait... wait just a minute. I'm not walking out there on my own. I know what's out there. It's why I've planted a mine field, shotguns, and explosives all the way on the road to my little boudoir here. So we go together, or we're not going at all. I'll split my hand in blackjack when the time's right, I'm not splitting up in this town, trust me.)
"Fine. Get up and follow me." ("All right, all right.")
"Well, if I can get here, others will be, soon enough. Fountain's the safest place."