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  "text": "~ start\nif QuestManager.get_quest_status_by_uuid(\"defe0121-ff72-43f4-a4f0-81a50b096ca8\").get_status() == 1:\n\tWayne: *He looks up from a stack of cassette tapes, setting down a battered notepad.*\n\t\tHey there. Wavelength - Wayne Rivera. Welcome to the tower.\n\n\tif StateItems.get_character_inventory_items_amount_by_prototype_v2(\"5f6d75d2-5d49-40c4-a547-c5d0f72f7c38\") == 0:\n\t\tWayne: *He looks up from his equipment.*\n\t\t\tLooking for something specific?\n\t\t- I'm looking for a page with numbers you mentioned in your broadcast\n\t\t\tWayne: *He sets down his work, nodding slowly.*\n\t\t\t\tThe journal page. Right.\n\t\t\t\t*A slight pause.*\n\t\t\t\tBeen wondering when someone would come asking about that.\n\t\t\tWayne: *He rifles through a box under his desk, careful with its contents.*\n\t\t\t\tFound this about eight months back. Trade with a scavenger from out east - guy said he pulled it from some collapsed research facility.\n\t\t\t\t*He pulls out a weathered page in a plastic sleeve.*\n\t\t\t\tCouldn't read most of it. Not English. But those numbers...\n\t\t\t\t*He taps the circled coordinates.*\n\t\t\t\tThose, I understood.\n\t\t\t- Can I have a copy?\n\t\t\t\tWayne: *He walks over to a jury-rigged photocopier in the corner.*\n\t\t\t\t\tMade this thing work last year. One of my better days.\n\t\t\t\t\t*The machine whirs and clicks, producing a slightly faded but readable copy.*\n\t\t\t\t\tHere you go.\n\t\t\t\tWayne: *He hands you the copy, still warm from the machine.* [#give_item=defe0121-ff72-43f4-a4f0-81a50b096ca8|5f6d75d2-5d49-40c4-a547-c5d0f72f7c38]\n\t\t\t\t\t*You received an item [Page with Coordinates #2]*\n\t\t\t\tWayne: *He returns to his desk, thoughtful.*\n\t\t\t\t\tThose coordinates point somewhere in the deep red zone. Northeast.\n\t\t\t\t\t*He meets your eyes.*\n\t\t\t\t\tBe careful out there. Whatever was important enough to write down like that... probably still dangerous.\n\t\t\t\t- I have more questions => repeat_questions\n\telse:\n\t\tWayne: I see you already have my note!\nelse:\n\tWayne: *He looks up from a stack of cassette tapes, setting down a battered notepad.*\n\t\tHey there. Wavelength - Wayne Rivera. Welcome to the tower.\n\t- Tell me about the Tower => nan_tower_question\n\t- What's the news out there? => news_question\n\t- Anything strange you notice? => mysteries_question  \n\t- That's all for now\n\t\tWayne: Keep your radio on. [#end]\n=> END\n\n~ repeat_questions\nWayne: What do you want to know?\n- Tell me about the Tower => nan_tower_question\n- What's the news out there? => news_question\n- Anything strange you notice? => mysteries_question  \n- That's all for now\n\tWayne: Keep your radio on. [#end]\n=> END\n\n~ nan_tower_question\nWayne: *He leans back, the chair creaking under him.*\n\tNeon Apocalypse Network. NAN. Started about... six years ago? Found this old radio tower in the middle of nowhere, figured someone should use it...\n\tNobody claimed it. No faction tag. Just rusted equipment, solar panels and a generator that still worked if you kicked it right.\nWayne: *He taps one of the cassette players on his console.*\n\tGot most of this gear from scavengers. Some I fixed myself. You'd be surprised what people throw away.\n\t*He holds up a tape, labeled in faded marker.*\n\tThis one came from a collapsed house outside Twin Rocks. The Cars, '84. Owner didn't make it out.\nWayne: *His voice drops slightly, more serious.*\n\tI play music from before. 1980s mostly, some late '70s. Not because it's better - though it is - but because it's all we have left of who we were.\n\t*He meets your eyes.*\n\tEvery song is someone's summer. Someone's first dance. Last normal day before everything ended.\nWayne: *He gestures to a hand-drawn map on the wall, covered in pins.*\n\tPeople bring me tapes. I catalog them, restore what I can, broadcast them. In exchange?\n\t*He shrugs.*\n\tI tell them what's happening out there. Caravan routes. Weather. Which places to avoid.\n\tNothing fancy. Just trying to connect people. Make the wasteland feel smaller.\nWayne: *He returns to his work, sorting through tapes.*\n\tSome nights I get fifty listeners. Some nights maybe five. Doesn't matter. Someone's out there, hearing music their parents heard. Remembering what home sounded like.\n\tThat's worth the isolation.\n- I have more questions => repeat_questions\n- That's all for now\n\tWayne: Keep your radio on. [#end]\n=> END\n\n~ news_question\nWayne: *He pulls out a different notebook - this one marked \"News Log\" with recent dates.*\n\tYou want the wasteland digest? Hold on.\n\t*He flips through recent entries.*\n\tBiggest story right now is the Salt Flats situation. That chemical disaster up north displaced... what, couple thousand people?\nWayne: *He taps a map notation.*\n\tRefugee caravans have been rolling through for weeks now. Aniid Kin took in the most, but they're stretched thin.\n\t*He looks up.*\n\tProsperity won't take any. Twin Rocks is \"reviewing applications.\" The Frontier's basically a tent city at this point.\n\t*A pause.*\n\tPeople who had homes three months ago, now sleeping in camps. If they're lucky.\nWayne: *He flips to another page, his tone shifting slightly.*\n\tTensions are running high between the city-states. Nothing new there, but it's getting worse.\n\tTwin Rocks and Prosperity have always competed, but lately?\n\t*He shrugs.*\n\tTwin Rocks controls the water. Prosperity has the manufacturing. Each one thinks they're indispensable. Both are probably right.\nWayne: *He leans forward, elbows on the console.*\n\tBeen hearing reports of supply caravans getting hit more often. Raiders, officially. But some of those raids are too coordinated.\n\tToo convenient.\n\t*He meets your eyes.*\n\tI don't broadcast that part. Too many people with guns and grievances listening. But yeah. Cold war's heating up.\nWayne: *His expression darkens slightly.*\n\tThen there's the new player. The Scrappers.\n\t*He pulls out a separate sheet with scattered notes, question marks.*\n\tStarted hearing about them maybe four, five months back. Raider group operating out of the mountains northeast.\nWayne: *He reads from his notes, clearly skeptical but unsettled.*\n\tReports are... inconsistent. Impossible, really. But multiple sources, different locations, same stories.\n\t*He looks up.*\n\tThey don't sleep. Fight for days without rest. Some caravanner swears he shot one three times center mass - guy didn't even slow down.\nWayne: *He sets down the notes, uncomfortable.*\n\tOne merchant claims he saw them walk through fire during a camp raid. Not around it. Through it.\n\t*A pause.*\n\tBuilding was burning, collapsing. They just walked in, took what they wanted, walked out.\nWayne: *He files the notes away, ready to move on.*\n\tJust another day in the wasteland. Refugees looking for homes, cities squaring up, and raiders who might not be entirely human anymore.\n\t*A pause.*\n\tKeep your radio on. Things change fast out here.\n- I have more questions => repeat_questions\n- That's all for now\n\tWayne: Keep your radio on. [#end]\n=> END\n\n~ mysteries_question\nWayne: *He lets out a long breath, setting down his work entirely.*\n\tYou want weird? I've got weird. Comes with the territory when you're broadcasting into the void every night.\n\t*He gestures to a shelf lined with battered notebooks.*\n\tI keep logs. Every broadcast, every signal, every anomaly. Been doing it since day one.\nWayne: *He pulls down a notebook, flips to a marked page.*\n\tSeptember 27th. Every year, same date. Static patterns that aren't random.\n\t*He shows you waveform sketches he's drawn.*\n\tStarted noticing it year three. Always between 0200 and 0400 hours.\nWayne: *His voice lowers, like he's admitting something embarrassing.*\n\tSometimes I hear voices in them. Not recordings - live transmissions. Talking about launches, cities going dark, countdown timers.\n\t*He looks at you, defensive.*\n\tI know how that sounds. Believe me. But I've got recordings.\nWayne: *He pulls out another notebook, this one marked \"Anomalies.\"*\n\tThe Scar - that purple thing in the sky? It pulses. Slowly, but it does. Most people don't notice because they're not watching every night like I am.\n\t*He taps a chart he's made.*\n\tWhen it gets brighter, things happen. Electronics fail. Or work when they shouldn't.\nWayne: *He stands, paces slightly in the cramped space.*\n\tPeople report hearing things. Conversations from empty rooms. Footprints that start and stop nowhere.\n\t*He looks out the tower window.*\n\tLast year, someone swore they saw a helicopter fly over the northern ridge.\nWayne: *He turns back to you, earnest.*\n\tMost disturbing? The echoes. Broadcasts that come through my equipment in dead hours - voices announcing news from before the bombs fell. Like they're still happening.\n\t*He gestures to his recording equipment.*\n\tI've got one on tape. Voice says it's October 3rd, 1988. Clear as day. Talking about harvest projections in Kansas.\n\t*A pause.*\n\tKansas is a crater.\nWayne: *He returns to his chair, suddenly looking tired.*\n\tTime feels wrong sometimes. Especially when the Scar is bright. Hours pass like minutes. Or the opposite.\n\t*He absently touches his watch - wound mechanical, no batteries.*\n\tI've learned to trust this more than my electronics on bad nights. At least this stays consistent.\nWayne: *He looks at his notebooks, his recordings, his maps.*\n\tMaybe I'm just spending too much time alone up here. Hearing things that aren't there, seeing patterns in random noise.\n\t*He meets your eyes.*\n\tBut the recordings don't lie. Something's happening out there. The Scar remembers. Or it's trying to tell us something.\nWayne: *He picks up a tape, ready to get back to work.*\n\tMy grandmother used to say radio waves never really die. They just keep traveling, getting weaker, but never gone.\n\t*A slight smile, tired.*\n\tMaybe that's all this is. Old signals bouncing around, finding their way back decades later. Echoes of things that were.\n\t*He pauses.*\n\tOr maybe time isn't as solid as we think it is. Not anymore.\n- I have more questions => repeat_questions\n- That's all for now\n\tWayne: Keep your radio on. [#end]\n=> END"
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