Part 23: Steamer NPC Chatter 3

Edited an update into my previous post, so if you're really curious about Steamer NPCs, boy howdy is today your day!

Didn't want to get too far behind on these. Regular update will be... delayed.

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Welcome back! Today we'll continue to cover the Steamer.



: Understand, Justin!?

: OK, OK. I understand.

Of the three signs in this room, this is the only one that's changed so far. Over in First Class...



The cabins are open!



: Our trip to New Parm now is one way to calm his soul. Sorry to trouble you. ... My, oh my! Dear! Dear! Look! Our lost son!



Well fuck you too, buddy.

: Don't be blabbering about... Pi-Pillarino!? You are still alive after all!

: Huh, you mean me!?

: Not YOU! The one over there who says Puff Puff! He looks exactly like my late son.



: Puff Puff-Pu-Puff!?

: The ears, cute round eyes, profile... all exactly like my son... Pillarino!

: Puff, Puff, Pufff♪

: Oh! I think he's happy to look like my son! He's just so cute! Wah ha ha!

: Hmm. A son who looks like Puffy? Just what could...?

: I haven't seen my dear husband smile in so long. Coming on this trip was worth it. And it is all thanks to your little Puffy!

: Puffy is happy to be of help!

: Puff-Puff Pufft!

See, I knew Puffy would be important to the plot some day.



Over in the next cabin...



Game Arts really got their milage out of that woman's sprite.

: Yes, Ma'am. Right away.

: Oh, I'm so glad. I'd just DIE if my room isn't spotless.

: I do like things tidy, but dying is a bit much.

Talking to her again...

: EEEEK! What kind of a ship are they running with such a FILTHY bath? Quickly now, clean the bath!

: OK, OK. The bathtub, right? I'll clean it right now.



: Huh!? What does she mean, filthy? Looks clean to me.

: That's odd....

: Could she mean that tiny smudge?

: Huh! Just this little smudge?

: Oh well, guess I gotta clean it. ... ... OK, that does it.

: I guess a clean bathtub is best, after all.

: Thank you for cleaning the bathtub. I feel so much better. Good job. Here's only 25G, but please take it. Now that you're finished cleaning, please leave the cabin, porter.



: Wow, it really is incredible.

: Wonder how much it'd cost to stay here?

: Hmm, for what it costs to stay here, 10 people could stay in 2nd class.

Granted, we never find out how much a 2nd class pass costs.

: Ahh, exquisite furniture and food matching any first-class hotel. How suitable for a rich man like me.

: The service must be first-rate too.

And that's it for that cabin.



It seems like we were just here.



: Dances are a fascinating subject. After all, not only people dance. Even crabs dance under the full moon. Birds and bugs and fish dance too. Isn't that incredible? The more you study the more you discover. Dance is a wonderful part of culture.



: Tee hee! I've just always wanted to say that!

: Justin, who are you imitating?

: So you were listening! This is the pose that "Blink Wayne" always takes! Wayne could swing a sword so fast you couldn't see the tip. He always pushed his hat down.

: Puff! Puff!

: What's wrong, Puffy? Hungry or something?

: Hey, aren't you listening?

: Of course I was listening. Um. He always pushed his hat down and said Puff Puff, right?





: I'm so jealous that she can get the President all to herself! EEE! I'm SOO F-R-U-S-T-R-A-T-E-D!

: There must have been a torrid romance between those two. That's my dream. ♥

: Could that President be... Mr. Gauss from Mom's letter?

: Wow, he's engaged.

Mr. Chestnut Sea Urchin guy there has no new dialog.



: I'm Sue! And this is Puffy. Pleased to meet you. ♥

: Puff Puff.

: So you're Sue. Is that so. Sue, you say. ♥

: Huh? You're strange.



: I'll flip a coin. All you do is guess heads or tails. However, you must bet 100 G.

: Sorry, but I'm on duty.

: Hmm. Your work is more important. Not quite thrilling enough, eh? If that's your choice then so be it.

Psh, we're not so cowardly.

: Sounds interesting. OK.



The coin does come up randomly. In our case...

: Hmm, it's heads!

: Yippee, I WIN! Hee-hee. What do I win!?

: Great! Justin. ♥

: Puff Pufft!

: I can't believe you beat me. Congratulations. You win. Take these 100 gold pieces. You did well. Well, these things do happen. Makes it more interesting. He he he.

: Sir, I think you're faking it. You're not smiling. You look pretty annoyed!



: Don't know the details, only that he's an authentic veteran. You in the crew know anything?

: Nothin' at all.

: But I'd like to meet a great adventurer like yesterday.

... Not sure if he's referring to having met Java a few days ago, or if he was using it as a "meet an adventurer, like, yesterday" sort of thing.

: I don't know much about the adventurers in the New World. Only about the Adventurers Society.

And her identical quadruplet next to her...



: He keeps a cool facade, but he burns with the love of chance... aww, so dashing. ♥





I love these lines.

: Don't know what that is. You should ask the Captain.

: Actually, I'm a photographer. I want to put out a book of all my photos. End of the World, various ruins and mysteries in an expanse of nature. I want to shoot this Steamer too. Isn't this ship state of the art? It ought to have quite an impact! Using high technology to get to the land of great mystery.... Whew, really sounds dramatic. Let me take a picture of you two cute crewmembers!

: Is one picture enough? ♥



This is the woman who was crying because she got dumped, presumably because of her freckles. Needless to say, the first and last options are not the best way to go about this.

: Not to worry! Just a couple!

: Yes, you are right. Thank you. ♥ I thought I was fretting about it too much. ♪

: Of course. Freckles are part of the allure of a lady! Like me, for example. ♥

: I feel better thanks to your help. Thank you!

: Freckles are one of a lady's charms. You can become a lively lady and have torrid love affairs. ♥

: You're right. I've got to work hard! I know. I'll give you this!



: I don't need it anyway! Sweets are bad for the complexion. ♥

: Thank you! I'm rooting for you, Miss!

Clearly we've gotten the good ending here.



: The Continent of Messina is so filled with industry and steam and such, I couldn't dream of a ranch. The New World has just the right environment for running a ranch. A big gamble in leaving my home. I hear they have sheep in New Parm. Maybe I ought to try a sheep ranch.

Whew. That's it for this ro- eh? What happens if we picked different dialog options? Okay, okay, fine.

First up, losing the coin toss.

: Hee, hee look, it's head.

: Aww, I lost.

: You'll need a lot more practice to beat me. I'll take my 100 gold pieces.

: Aww! That's too bad!

: But it might be punishment for not being careful with money.

: He he. To win at gambling, you have to believe in your own luck and not bet against ME. Even though I won, I must say such a paltry game no longer gives me a thrill. I will get a taste of real thrills in New Parm. I'd like to get there soon.



: Not at all!

: LIAR! Telling such transparent lies won't make me feel one bit better!

: Be careful, Justin! A young girl's heart is delicate and fragile like glasswork!

: Oh, just forget it. I was silly for telling you about my troubles.

: Hmm, actually you do have a lot.

: You don't have to be so honest about it! Terrible. You're terrible!

: Juuusstiiin! Should I think you're trying to get me into a fight too!?

: Hang on. Time OUT! Just forget that! OK!?

Obviously, offending her means you don't get the chocolate.



Garlyle Guy at the foot of the stairs there has no new dialog.

: Wow, that is a problem. I think there are way too many. That'd be unthinkable at the Seagull.

: Say, Justin. Think this guy might have counted the same rat more than once?

: There's one more. That makes 2015 rats-squeak.

: Rats-squeak? Is this guy all right?



I'm talking to the doctor, here.

: We get lots of injuries, but don't you worry. I'll take care of you!

: That doesn't make me worry any less....

: Justin, how are you feeling? Any coughing? Feeling tired? Shall I give you a shot?

: Yeow! A SHOT! I-I'm just fine! No shots. I'm so healthy I could die.

: Wah haha. If you're that healthy maybe we should have you work more. No problem.

: I hate shots, but no more work either.



: What's wrong, Miss? Suddenly shouting like that.

: I just want to SCREAM! He selfishly ate the apple pie I worked so hard to bake! The guilty man is a childhood friend who used to sneak into my house and gobble up my homemade pies! He now lives in the New World. I've got to chase him and give him a good scolding or I'll go crazy!

: Could that be your only reason for going to the New World!?

: I've got to show that man how terrible a person's grudges over food can be!



: Naw, Sue got found out as a stowaway. We were really in trouble.

: Yipes! Sto-stowaway!?

: "Yipes"? Sir, might YOU be a stowaway?

: Oh no! I've been found out! Plea-please don't tell anyone! OK! Please! Please keep this a secret. They'll make me walk the plank. And SPLASH into shark-infested waters.

: Don't worry. They're not so barbaric as to make you shark food.

: Now they throw you over in a barrel.

: No, no PLEASE! Not the BARREL! Please don't tell anyone! If they know I'm a stowaway, they'll give me the barrel on deck. Please don't tell anyone!



: Why don't you see the ship's doctor?

: I can see what's wrong without him. This cabin is just filthy! Ee. Ya. I'm so itchy. My outie is so itchy I can't stand it. It's because this cabin is so filthy!

: Better 'n the crew's quarters.

: Doesn't seem to bother the others. Are you bathing regularly?

: Bathing... Oh yeah!

: "Oh yeah"? Gross!

: Now that you say so, I haven't bathed in two weeks with this itchy outie! Hmm. I guess I ought to take a bath every day! And that's right, haven't brushed my teeth in the ten days either.

: Disgusting.



: It was because I was a stowaway! It was my fault! Eh-hem!

: That's it! That's the way to do it! All right! I'll be a stowaway next time!

: Um, I don't think that's a good idea.

: I'll be a stowaway, and when the Captain finds me, I'll say "I'll do anything. Make me a sailor!"

: Then the Captain will say, "OK. I have no choice. The barrel for you!"



: Wow. Dancing girls. Lovely! Could I become a dancing girl? Puffy, what do you think?

: Puff? Puff-puff!

: I think you would make a lovely dancing girl. In 10 years or so.



: Miss, might you be seasick?

: Ohh, my chest is hot... Something hot is coming... (Urp!)

: Eew! Don't barf on me!

The singing woman also has no new dialog, so back up onto the deck.



: Wow.

: Puff Puff!

: Ugh. We're both soaking wet.

: You look good dripping wet. ♥

: Pufft Pufft Pufft

: Do you like it? Don't complain if you catch a cold, Puffy!



: Don't be noodling about that. We gotta swab THIS ship's decks. It's gonna be night already.

: Ugh. Now who's fault is that?

: Justin, it was your fault for trying to ditch me!



: Could this be the Captain!? A picture of him when he was young.

: He was pretty handsome!

: He certainly was handsome. ♥ Think he used to be popular?



: Oh, Justin! You're so mean. I'm too short, so I can't see.



: Puff-Pufft! Puff-Puff!

: Heyyy! What are you doing, Puffy! This is used for work. Don't be fooling around! Argh! Both Justin and Puffy always want to fool around with anything they see!



: Puff-Puff! Puff-Puff!

: Puffy seems to think there's something inside there. Oh, Puffy! There's nothing to eat or play with in here. Nothing in here at all!



: You're right, it's beautiful! Tee-hee. I did the right thing by sneaking aboard after all!

: Puff Puff!

: See! Puffy thinks so too! Tee-hee, Puffy seems to like it here too.



: I thought I was a goner.

: Pufft Pufft.

: The Sea Spirits aren't so mean-spirited as to get angry at this. Anyway, you guys are sailors, too. So kwitcher yakkin' and get to work.

: Yes, Sir!



: More fun than swabbing the decks.

: No, it isn't exactly fun. But it is a more responsible job. Storms and icebergs aren't the only dangers at sea. We might get attacked by Lilly the Skull or other pirates! I think she moved somewhere else quite a while ago, though.



: Right. Justin keeps on failing at things, so he needs to pay attention.

: I know, I know. I just failed a little, but I don't wanna be thrown overboard in a barrel.

: No stowaways. Don't pollute the sea. Don't spill blood in fights. Just follow these three rules and work hard. That's all.



: Huh? So you'll be my own sworn brother! Wow! I'll work ya hard, so get ready! I'll make you able to repair any crane anywhere in the world! Gah hahahahaha! All the famous people in the world certainly must be good at handling cranes!



: You are so right! I am so relieved!

: Gosh, I thought I was a goner!

: I bet you did. But now that you are sailors, you must work hard! Since you're sailors, you've become one of us. We're gonna work you to the bone.

: Please be gentle.

And finally...

(polsy link)

In case you are curious how this minigame goes if you don't suck play it frame-by-frame with savestates.

Whew. Tune in next time for... more steamer NPCs.