Shrouded Joy

# Shrouded Joy The year is 2083 and the world hasn't gone quite the way people expected. Climate change, rising poverty and inequality,(text-colour:purple)[ don't forget the *Incursion* either. ] Still, people tend to make the best out of bad situations. The best part of your city becoming a violent and unsafe place to live in is that there's plenty of people willing to pay you to be violent to the right people. *At least there was, until work started drying up.* You're Lana by the way. You just turned 31, congratulations. |incursion>[] .. (link: "Incursion?")[ (replace:?incursion)+(t8n: "fade")[.. The event the (text-colour:purple)[*Shroud*] became known to us. 2060-2065 featured a mass of whirling psionic storms. A real mess but one which resulted in the emergence of psychics in the global population. ] ] [[Spill your guts]]

# ACT 1 ## Bathroom You find yourself hunched over the toilet bowl, expelling the remnants of your evening meal and an unfortunate mix of beverages that your stomach vehemently refuses to tolerate. With parched lips, a dizzying head, and a tingling sensation in your skin, you watch as your final mistakes disappear with a swirl down the drain. .. (t8n:"fade")+(link-reveal:"Clean yourself up")[= .. You shuffle towards the sink and eagerly gulp down the glass of water thoughtfully left behind by your earlier, more considerate self. You gaze at your reflection in the mirror; your long, fiery-red hair and green eyes come into view, complemented by the band tank crop you hastily plucked from your pile of clothes several hours ago. You can't help but appreciate the fact that your makeup has somehow managed to withstand the night's adventures flawlessly. You put your olive green army style jacket back on. .. (t8n:"fade")+(link-reveal:"(Continue)")[= .. You hear a digital buzz emanate from the living room. You swear you didn't order any food and its nearly 11pm, who could be visiting you at a time like this? .. [[Head to the living room]]

## Living Room *"I'm coming!"* You shout, rushing over to the door, forcing it open in one graceful yet forceful motion, taking the man on the other end completely off guard. He's tall, blonde and sports a five 'o clock shadow. He's dressed formally in a plain white dress shirt with expensive silky looking blue slacks. He carries a briefcase. .. (t8n:"fade")+(link-reveal:"Uh, hey.")[= .. *"You're Lana, right?"* He asks extending a hand. *"Yeah?"* Reluctantly, in a confused daze you grip his hand loosely, he takes your confused acceptance as an invite, brushing past your shoulder and into your living room. He continues, *"This place is.. nice. Yeah, I like the brick. Wood floors too. Don't see much of that in Baystate City these days."* You're stunned. You go to speak but he interrupts. *"I'm Atkins, by the way. I work for Europol and I've got a job offer for you."* He places a crumbled piece of paper on your coffee table. Your landlord complaining about the overdue rent. *"It'll make that go away. For the next six months."* The man is strange, he works for EU Intelligence yet speaks with an American accent. You look at him. .. (t8n:"fade")+(link-reveal:"What's the gig?")[= .. *"The ENS. Psychic terrorist organisation from Europe. Open war with EU forces."* In one motion, he places the briefcase on the coffee table and clicks the lid open. Photos, dossiers, *latest-gen smart gun(?)*. It's all there, apparently. He takes a photo from the case; woman, mid 20s, short blue hair, tattoos. *"That's Joy De Bolle,"* he says, flicking it. *"Recognise her? Responsible for the Eden Club bombings in Paris."* How could you not, *"News never shut up about her. Thought she was in custody?"* You ask, crossing your arms. *"**Was** in custody. Broken out by her ENS friends some time ago. Now she's here in this city. We need her back."* .. (t8n:"fade")+(link-reveal:"Why's she here?")[= .. *"We have no idea why she's in Massachusets but can't think it'd be anything good. Psychic too, powerful one in fact. So, whatever it is, it's gotta be a big deal."* he states, shrugging his shoulders. Ugh, you hate dealing with psychs. Still, you think, doesn't seem so bad. He looks down then up. Biting his lips. You eye him suspiciously. .. (t8n:"fade")+(link-reveal:"There's a catch.")[= .. *"NanoDigital is also hunting her. As we speak."* Your eyes go wide. *A fucking megacorp?* He wants you to go toe to toe with a megacorp? He continues, *"Kinda spontaneous, this job. Last minute in fact. That kinda firepower involved, I needed some backup, and you? Good experience, combat augs and most importantly; No corp affiliation."* You're good sure, but this is risky. Still, these kinda credits would solve a lot of problems and the boost in reputation wouldn't hurt. As long as it doesn't screw you. |megacorp>[] |double>[] .. (text-colour:grey)+(link: "What's NanoDigital's interest in this?")[ (replace:?megacorp)+(t8n: "fade")[.. Atkins responds, *"According to our intelligence, NanoDigital has been very interested in pursuing all kinds of research related to the Shroud. Joy's just another opportunity for them to copy notes off the ENS. Probably just wants go harvest her body parts or something."* ]] (text-colour:grey)+(link: "Double. I want double.")[ (replace:?double)+(t8n: "fade")[(set: $jobDouble to true).. You speak up, *"Corps are ruthless, might retaliate. I need assurance."* He pouts, before rolling his eyes and smirking. *"Pff, sure. Double it is, why do I care? I'm not the one footing the bill."* ]] [[Deal]] [[Refuse deal ->Refusal Ending]]

# Act 2 ## Car Ride The lights of the city pass you by. The radio hums a pop tune as you lean against the car window, rain beating against the roof and glistening the streets. You and Atkins are on the way to the *Black Velvet*. According to him it's where Joy will meet her ENS contact to exchange some sort of information, a date you two plan on ruining. |radio>[] .. (link: "Turn off radio")[ (replace:?radio)+(t8n: "fade")[.. *"Not a fan of Jade Parker?"* He asks, eyes still fixed on the road. You look at him, *"Hm? Oh, nah, rather just focus on the road. Why, you a fan?"* He looks at you and smiles, *"Let a man enjoy his good vibes, Lana."* You smirk back. ]] [[(Continue)->Outside the Black Velvet]]

# Shrouded Joy You kick him out of your apartment and go to sleep. .. (link:"END (Refusal Ending).")[(restart:)]

## Outside the Black Velvet The car pulls onto the street opposite *the Black Velvet*. A large neon sign of some sort of flower and a set of stairs which lead downwards underground. You've been here before, not your usual go to place by any means but the Shisha is decent and you have a friend who you think still works here. With any luck, maybe she'll be here tonight? *"Well, this is the place."* Atkins says as he turns off the engine, bringing the car into total silence. |inspect>[] .. (link: "Check your gun")[ (replace:?inspect)+(t8n: "fade")[.. You pull out your gun. Federated Arms X-9mm, with custom modifications, of course - *a lot of them*. ]] (link-reveal:"Check your pocket")+(t8n: "fade")[= .. You take out a syringe, white and opaque, the cap still on. Your secret weapon. Atkins peers at your lap, *"Neuropozyne? Thought that's for cybernetic implant rejection, why bring it here?"* He asks, eyebrow raised. *"It dulls psychic powers for a time."* You say, turning your gaze towards the bar. Squinting his eyes, he responds, *"Ah... Wait. You know this how?"* *"Experience."* You mumble, before opening the door and walking out. .. [[Walk down the stairs]]

## The Black Velvet Descending the stairs with Atkins, you enter the Black Velvet. (text-colour:#985eff)[Soft purples] and (text-colour:#f6f)[warm pinks] create an enchanting ambiance. Plush velvet-lined booths hug the walls, and gentle ambient electronic music fills the air. It's moderately busy, a departure from your usual haunts. You spot your friend working at the bar; exactly what you wanted to see. Even better, you notice a woman with pixie cut blue hair, just like the photo. Joy sits alone in a booth near the Shisha area to the right of the bar. Atkins takes a seat in the booth closest to the entrance. *"I'll stay here and watch the entrance. Mind ordering me a drink? Scotch and soda will do just fine,"* he says. |really>[] |sure>[] .. (link: "Do I have to?")+(text-colour:grey)[ (replace:?really)+(t8n: "fade")[.. His smile goes wide. *"Yes. You do."*]] (link: "Sure, no worries")+(text-colour:grey)[ (replace:?sure)+(t8n: "fade")[.. *"Look at us getting along. Thanks,"* he replies.]] (link-reveal:"Walk over to your friend")+(t8n: "fade")[= .. Her eyes go wide on seeing you, *"Heeey Lana!"* she exclaims walking over and places the cups she was washing onto the bar top. *"Hey, Trisha, long time no see,"* you say, smiling. Sometimes you feel bad for how long you go without contacting your friends. Trisha is one of those types you really wish you found the time to see more of. Still, this is business and there's a woman you plan on kidnapping sitting in a booth to your right. .. [[(Continue)->Talk to Trisha]]

## Talk to Trisha She leans on the bar with both hands, *"What can I get you?"* .. [[Know anything about the blue haired woman?]] [[Pour me some drinks]] (if:(history: where its name contains "Know anything about the blue haired woman?")'s length >= 1)+(if:(history: where its name contains "Pour me some drinks")'s length >= 1)[[Return to Atkins]]

*"Hm? Her? She's dres- Waiiit."* Her voice trails off and a devious smirk sprawls on her face. Leaning in closer, she continues, *"Well, I have noticed she has been looking at the ladies a fair bit so you know; you're single, she could be single..."* You roll your eyes, *"Oh god, Trisha, please stop."* You dismiss the suggestion as quickly as it's brought up. (t8n:"fade")+(t8n-delay:3s)+(t8n-time:7s)+(text-colour:grey)[But then your mind wanders back to it. It *could draw her away from the crowd*. You're not terrible looks wise, either.] .. (text-colour:grey)[[Look closer at Joy]] [[Talk about something else ->Talk to Trisha]]

She sighs, *"I don't know why I enable it. The usual I assume?"* You nod, avoiding her eyes for a moment, *"Social occasion this time. Scotch and Soda too."* (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: - $40 CREDITS, PAYMENT SUCCESSFUL...] *"Social occasion, huh?"* She smirks, taking out the glasses and pouring. *"Double Vodka for you. Scotch and Soda for him."* She gives you a quick wink. You swig back the shot immediately. .. [[Talk about something else ->Talk to Trisha]]

## Talk to Atkins A man walks into the bar and sits at Joy's booth. The contact. You squint your eyes at Atkins, he looks at the contact then back at you. *"We're not here for him, just her. Focus."* He continues, *"So, what's the gameplan?"* .. [[Just grab her here and now->Direct Path]] [[Flirt with her, draw her away from the crowd->Seduce Path]]

Atkin's raises an eyebrow, *"Not worried about the witnesses?"* You lean forward. *"Secret agent routine? Not really my thing."* *"Ha. Mercs. Grabbing iron, plowing right though them."* He says in a mockingly gruff voice. *"Still, the bouncer looks like he has some augs."* Hm. It is risky, but also the quickest option. You don't really know how many of these guys are armed too; it's America, after all. .. [[Get up]] [[Nevermind->Return to Atkins]]

He tries his best to not crack up, *"Ha, Ms. Bond over here. Okay, go get 'em, agent."* *"Screw you, Atkins."* .. [[Approach her]] [[Nevermind->Return to Atkins]]

## Talk to Joy As you approach her booth, the contact, finishing up his conversation with her gets up and briskly walks out of the bar. You let him pass. She sits there, finishing off the last parts of her drink. She notices you. *"Joy?"* You ask. She raises an eyebrow at you. .. [[Inject her with Neuropoz->Attack]] [[Sit at her booth]]

Suddenly, before she cant react you take the syringe out of your jacket and jab her neck with it. Her eyes glow purple but looks at you with sudden horror as she realises her powers are dulled. .. (link-reveal:"Knock her out")+(t8n: "dissolve")[= .. You grab her by the forehead and give her a firm smash against the back of the booth, knocking her unconscious and picking up her body over your shoulders. The patrons of the bar are shocked as they notice the outbreak of the sudden violence. The bouncer marches towards you. Trisha looks at you, wide-eyed and Atkins gets up out of the booth, firing his gun in the air. *"Okay, people! BCPD, remain calm!"* He shouts. Very clever, Atkins. .. (link-reveal:"(Continue)")+(t8n: "dissolve")[= You take out your X-9 and point it at the bouncer. He gets the hint quickly, understanding he's totally out of his depth; deciding this simply isn't worth it. You go to walk out the bar but Atkins stops you, grabbing you by the arm. *"Hey! Not that way. NanoDigital teams are closing in. Take the back, through the Shisha Area."* Continuing, *"I'll distract this team. Go, quickly."* You give him a firm nod. .. [[Take the back exit]]

You sit at her booth. Her piercing blue eyes squinting at you. *"Do I know you?"* .. [[Tell her your name]] [[Place your gun on the table]]

## Alleyway You carry Joy through the back exit. Taking a quick look around you notice a NanoDigital armoured vehicle suddenly drift into place at the right end of the alleyway. .. (link-reveal:"Run leftwards")+(t8n: "dissolve")[= .. In a swift move, you leap into action, darting to the left and taking cover behind a stack of trash bags. Luck is on your side; just a moment later, and the squad of soldiers would have surely spotted you. You walk onto the street and hail an automatic taxi, delicately placing Joy next to you in the back. .. [[Go back home]]

*"My name's Lana, I'm a merc working with Europol. You're Joy de Bolle, a terrorist associated with the ENS."* Her eyes go wide, suddenly straightening up and getting very nervous. She looks away, avoiding your gaze. .. [[(Continue)->Joy Escapes]]

You take out your X-9 and place it on the table. Joy glances at it, then turning her attention back towards you. She straightens up. You smirk, *"Name's Lana."* .. [[(Continue)->Joy Escapes]]

You seize the moment to scrutinise Joy more closely. (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: Kiroshi™ Scanner ENABLED; 10x OPTICAL ZOOM...] She's donned an all-black ensemble adorned with an abundance of silver jewelry. Two shimmering chains gracefully trail along the back of her hand. Her outfit consists of an open-front fur coat, a cami top adorned with sparkling silver accents, and skin-tight leather pants. It's only the rugged pair of combat boots she's wearing that betrays her status as anything other than a social high flyer. .. [[(Previous)->Know anything about the blue haired woman?]]

You reach into your jacket and grasp the Neuropoz syringe. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:4s)[= Joy smirks back, suddenly whatever hint of nervousness is lost, dissipating in an instant. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:8s)[= She leans in closer to you, her voice a mere whisper, *"You know, Lana, there's so much about this world that most people don't understand. (text-colour:purple)[The Shroud, for example.]"* Her eyes glow with a purple energy. .. (link-reveal:"Inject her")+(t8n: "fade")[= .. You go to inject her with the syringe but she catches your arm with her mind. Joy continues, *(text-colour:purple)["Some of us are better at seeing through it."]* You're lifted up out of the booth and thrown across the room, knocking straight into a set of tables. Atkins comes rushing to your aid as Joy bolts off. .. [[(Continue)->Chase after Joy]]

She looks at you for a moment before turning and running out of the back exit. Atkins pulls you up and hands you your weapon. *"Look, I don't wanna panic you but NanoDigital teams are moving in."* He places his arm on your shoulder. *"I'll cover you, just go get her."* .. [[Run after her]]

# Act 3 ## Your Apartment You return to your apartment and slowly carry Joy's unconscious body up the stairs. Inside, silence reigns. You dump her onto your bed. Nothing left but to await for Atkins' call. .. [[(Continue)->The Call]]

You stop at the back exit door and turn around, *"Hey, Atkins?"* *"Hm?"*, he asks. .. [[Good luck->Alleyway]] (if:$saved is not true)[[You owe me a drink->Alleyway]](if:$saved is true)[[Thanks for saving me->Alleyway]] [[Uh, nevermind->Alleyway]]

## Alleyway You launch yourself through the door and into a cramped ally, the door crashes open. You quickly pivot to catch sight of Joy, hands held up as she's stopped by a number of corporate soldiers - a large dumpster is to her left. *"Fire!"* One of the soldiers shout. They're here to kill her? (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: REFLEX BOOSTERS ACTIVATED; BLOOD PRESSURE: nominal.] Time slows down. .. (link-reveal:"Save Joy!")+(t8n: "dissolve")[= .. You dash towards Joy, leaping through the air. Bullets start flying, but there's something (text-style:"fidget")[odd in the air]; (text-style:"fidget")+(color:purple)[Debris levitates and light warps unnaturally.] You connect with Joy, and a (text-colour:black)+(bg:white)[blinding flash engulfs you as you both crash to the ground.] .. [[Get up->Teleport]]

The contact is finishing up his conversation with Joy as you approach, he gets up and briskly walks out of the bar. You let him pass. She sits there, finishing off the last parts of her drink. She notices you approach her booth but can't read her expression. *"Ugh, here goes nothing,*" you think. .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Introduce yourself")[= .. You flash a smile, *"Hey, I just wanted to say that your eyeshadow is stunning.. it really brings out your eyes. Name's Lana, by the way."* You extend your hand. She smiles back, turns her head slightly and shakes it, giving you a quick look up and down. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:4s)+(t8n-delay:1s)[(text-colour:blue)[*"Joy,"*] she replies.] (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:3s)[You notice her glancing at your lips, *"And thank you,"* her French accent unmistakable.] (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:6s)[= You're taken aback slightly, that went.. too well. She doesn't seem too concerned about keeping her identity hidden, either. *"Would you mind some company?"* You say, channelling the best of your party days in college. *"Wouldn't mind another drink."* She winks, playfully. .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Go order another drink")[= .. You walk back to the bar, *"Don't say a word, Trisha."* Her smug smile doesn't relent, *"I think it's cute."* She mixes up two cocktails. (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: - $60 CREDITS, PAYMENT SUCCESSFUL...] .. [[I'm only doing this so I can kidnap her for the European Government.->Back to Joy]] [[It's not like that.->Back to Joy]] [[She's pretty cute, I guess.->Back to Joy]]

You return to her booth and you two make small talk. You find that despite your ulterior motives and her being a terrorist, it's remarkably easy to talk with her. The soft pink light reflects off her skin and causes the glitter in her makeup to sparkle in a mesmerising way. You find yourself almost subconsciously leaning in closer and staring deep into her eyes as you drink the cocktail. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:10s)+(t8n-delay:2s)[Those piercing (text-colour:blue)[blue] eyes.] .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"What brings you to the city?")[= .. *"Oh, you know; A bit of business,"* she inches slightly closer to you, *"A bit of pleasure."* *"And that guy, which was he?"* You say in an almost hushed whisper. She momentarily averts her gaze, swirling her cocktail, before returning her attention to you with a sly smirk. "Business," she declares. .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"(Continue)")[= .. Suddenly, she leans to your ear. *"Shisha sounds quite nice, no?"* You're brought back to reality. Right; finally, *some alone time*. Sitting up, she leads you by your hand and you give Atkins a wink. You can practically smell the money. .. [[Follow her]]

## Shisha Area She leads you into the Shisha area and into a private booth, her treat. The booth is simple, the same pinkish lights and velvety pillows surround the hookah itself. You two enter and you close the curtain behind you. She's staring at you, intensely, with those same (text-colour:blue)[blue] eyes. This feels nice. Joy hands you the pipe, *"You first,"* she says, almost in a whisper. .. [[Smoke the pipe]]

The flavour is sweet, almost of... strawberries. You blow the smoke and hand the pipe back to her. *"You're not saying much,"* you state. She smirks, *"I just want to get a good look at you."* .. [[Inch closer]] [[Dose her with the Neuropoz]]

You inch closer to her, shoulders almost touching. Leaning in close, you also speak in a hushed whisper, *"Like what you see?"* Joy chuckles, *"The hair I like. What is it they say? Opposites attract?"* .. [[Make a move->Dose her with the Neuropoz]] [[Dose her with the Neuropoz]]

You go to move and are surprised to see that your body doesn't respond. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link:"You speak, *\"I can explain.\"*")[You go to speak but again, you can barely muster a whimper. ] You (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"panic.")[= Joy blows smoke in your face, her smile taking on a sinister edge as her eyes emit an eerie purple glow. .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Reach for your gun")[= .. You reach into your inner pocket and draw your weapon. For a fleeting moment, a glimmer of hope kindles. Have you managed to break free? (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:3s)[= Your arm edges upwards, against your will. No. No you haven't. A sense of sheer dread overtakes you. Joy leans towards you, inches from your face, *"I'm not going back to prison, Lana. I'd rather die, understand?"* (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:8s)[= .. (link:"Focus, break free")[ (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Grasp the trigger")[ .. You slowly inch the gun underneath your jaw, fighting every step but to no avail. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:3s)[=Another puff of smoke hits your face, *"For what it's worth, I did enjoy our time together."* (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:3s)[=Your trigger finger quivers. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:10s)[=*"No hard feelings."* (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:5s)+(t8n-delay:10s)[=Your finger grasps the trigger. .. [[(Continue)->Saved]] ]]

Atkins bursts into the booth, the curtains are sent cascading off their hooks, enveloping Joy as he tackles her to the ground. You drop your gun, your arm violently shaking, your face suddenly dripping with sweat as your shoulders heave with each frantic breath. Atkins kneels in front of you, his face that of genuine concern. He shakes your shoulders, *"Lana, you okay?"* .. [[I'm good.->Respond to Atkins]] [[I nearly died, Atkins.->Respond to Atkins]] (set: $saved to true)

Your reply is stifled, the breath nearly escaping you. In an instant, you and Atkins are propelled out of the booth, hurtling across the room. Joy swiftly rises, her eyes radiating a vivid purple glow, her face contorted in a furious scowl. .. [[(Continue)->Chase after Joy]]

# Act 3 ## Your Apartment You both return to your apartment. You help Joy climb the stairs, having yet to recover from whatever.. that was in the alley. Inside, silence reigns, and you toss your gun on the table. Nothing left but to await Atkins' call. You just hope he makes it out okay. With any luck, you can get to sleep before dawn. .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link:"Clean yourself up")[= You head back on over to the bathroom and give yourself a quick look in the mirror. Some minor injuries and a decent amount of sweat. You ponder for a moment, maybe leaving Joy alone in the living room with your gun wasn't the best idea. But even if it came down to it, there's no way she could overpower you in her current state. You hear the window open and panic for a moment. .. [[Rush back]]

You rush back into the living room and thankfully it doesn't look like she's trying to escape. Joy opened the window and climbed out onto the fire escape, simply sitting there by the rail, her legs dangling through the bars. You walk up to her, curious about what she's doing. She turns her head to the right, looking over her shoulder. *"Could you make me a coffee?"* .. [[Suppose it can't hurt]] [[Refuse->Refuse Coffee]]

*"You're a prisoner, not a guest."* You go sit on the couch and wait for Atkin's call. .. [[(Some Time Later)->The Call]]

*"Uh, sure. Why not,"* you say. You brew the coffee and return. Two sugars and milk as requested. You decide to make a cup yourself, you doubt you'll be sleeping soon. You look out the window. The towering skyscrapers of the medical centre in the distance, the endless sky highways running parallel the River Charles, the holographic streams of advertisements running out into the sky and the occasional flying car. The sky's cleared up. Joy just sits there, watching it all. .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Give her the coffee and join her")[= .. You climb out onto the fire escape, sitting down next to her. She thanks you as you hand her the cup, steam rising up. It's cold out tonight, your breath leaves fog. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:3s)+(t8n-delay:6s)[= She sighs, *"I suppose this is it now. Back in chains."* |lost>[] .. (text-colour:grey)+(link: "Can't escape the law forever")[ (replace:?lost)+(t8n: "fade")[.. *"Law had nothing to do with it,"* Joy says, taking a sip of her coffee.]] (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Ask her side of the story")[= .. *"What's your side of it all?"* You say, looking towards her. *"I was framed,"* She glances in your direction, *"I'm not going to pretend my people haven't done any wrong. We have. Some of us, more than others. The EU isn't any different."* She places down her coffee cup. *"I can show you, if you want. Let you peer into my memories."* .. [[How can I trust you?]] [[Accept]]

She shakes her head, *"I'll be opening my mind to you, I should be asking if I can trust you."* .. [[Accept]]

*"Fine, show me."* Joy places her hands on your temples, *"Uh, this will be uncomfortable. Are you ready?"* You nod, *"Let's do it."* *"Close your eyes."* .. [[Close them]]

You sit on the couch, passing the time browsing social media. (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: INCOMING CALL: ATKINS. (Y/N)?] Finally. You accept the call, *"Sup?"* He responds, excitably, *"Guess who made it out alive! Barely though, almost got captured. Phew, megacorps, am I right? Anyway, me and some buddies are heading to yours. You got Joy, yeah?"* .. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Yeah, we're all good here")[= .. *"Great, sit your ass down, keep her docile. We're on the way."* .. [[The End->Atkins Ending]]

(enchant:?page,(text-colour:#cfcfcf)+(bg:#102a40)) You feel this presence grow within your head, starting off a simple itch in the back of your mind but growing to encompass everything, your thoughts... not flowing right, like - what were you just thinking? (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-delay:5s)+(t8n-time:10s)[= You open your eyes and look around. You're at a makeup vanity in the change rooms. You stare at yourself in the mirror, your short blue hair and piercing blue eyes. Bikini clad, you've just finished putting on the last of your sparkly eyeshadow. (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-delay:10s)+(t8n-time:6s)[= Strange, these aren't your thoughts, it's like they're being implanted. You lean in closer to the reflection. *Oh god*. You're French. (text-style:'blur')[You laugh.] Huh, interesting. The same giggly feeling turns into a voice in your head. (text-colour:purple)+(text-style:'blur')[*Stop, Lana. Take things a little more seriously, would you?*] You can sort of manipulate her thoughts from this vulnerable a position, you've never felt quite this connected to someone before. You stand up, ready for another day of (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"work at the *Eden Club*.")[= .. Work? No, that's not quite the word. *Oh god*. You're not here by choice, are you? Still, not much longer you have to be here before you pay off your debt, you can keep the implants, and then you can have a new life, wherever you like. (text-colour:purple)+(text-style:'blur')[*Something you should know about Paris. There aren't very many things you're free to decide here.*] You (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"go to the dance floor.")[= .. You don't mind your shifts, for a moment you get to enjoy a taste of the luxury lifestyle; the expensive wine, the extravagant outfits and dancing can be fun. They even treat you well when you're on shift. For the most part you can just (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"let go.")[= .. You're called down by one of the security guards. You must go to the *private rooms*, your service has been requested by one of the VIP Patrons. You raise your eyebrow. *No, you don't.* You're off limits, that was the agreement. No one will touch you, that's what they said to your face. *What they promised*. You shout, you push the guard. No one notices because the music is so loud. The house manager gets involved. *"I'm sorry Joy, I know what we've said but he's a powerful man."* He speaks in a pathetic whimper. That's bullshit. Wait *- powerful?* You look around for anyone with a lot of bodyguards, that's what these VIPs usually look like. There! Cheap suit, EU Flag pin on his collar, he's how you get out of here. You stop talking to those two and walk over to (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"meet him.")[= .. You're in the private room with him, his entourage, and guards. You spill everything, your guts, every piece of dirt you have on they who run this club. The gang connections, the conditions of which you're forced to work for them. Everything you've learned - a desperate plea to the man that will rescue you. It's awkward, you stand there alone in your bikini. *Why isn't he listening?* Come on, doesn't he know? Seriously? *Oh my god. He does.* One word, *"Undress."* The pit in your stomach explodes open. Tears well up and begin streaming out. (text-colour:purple)+(text-style:'blur')[*I'm going to... skip ahead a little bit, don't really want to think about this part.*] (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"Skip.")[= .. You stand there, staring at your hands, they drip with blood. Everyone in the room with you lays dead. Limbs exploded; guts painted across the entire room. Furniture thrown everywhere. Something within you snapped. Your soul is unbound and *you feel great*, but you're not sure you should. The door explodes off its hinges and out into the crowded dance floor. People scream. The gravity of what happened begins to dawn on you; You're a psychic and you just killed a high-ranking EU politician. (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"The police are coming.")[= .. You try to flee but are stopped by them, you remember the face of the man in the suit who captured you so vividly. Again, you try to explain what happened but. You've never met the man since but if you do, you will kill him. The true story is never published in the media. You're labelled as an ENS terrorist. In jail, you're broken out by the ENS who promise you freedom, a new life and most importantly; *revenge on the European Union.* (t8n:"dissolve")+(link-reveal:"You eagerly accept.")[= .. As part of the ENS they teach you about the Shroud, its philosophy and religion. You begin the steps to master your psionic potential and become a devout follower. .. [[Wake up]]

Your eyes open. You jolt forward and grab onto the rails of the fire escape. Joy grabs you by your shoulder, *"Shh, it's okay. Back to reality, see?"* You say nothing for a moment and look out at the city. *"What you had to go through, that's awful."* You say, voice low and husky. *"I've lived that memory a lot. It's just nice to experience it with someone else for once."* At the same time you two turn to look at each other. .. [[Tell her you understand her]] [[Tell her she should leave the ENS]]

Your voice shakes, you feel tears well up. *"Hey, look. I get it, yaknow. I was feelin- Can't believe everybody else ignored you, blamed you for that. Guess I'm just trying to say I understand you."* She's silent for a moment, her eyes going glassy and wet right in front of you. *"Thank you, Lana. That means a lot, really."* .. [[(Continue)->Bonding]]

*"Chasing the EU, this blaze of glory you're going down? I don't think it's what you want. I think you just want freedom, belonging. How are you so sure the ENS isn't just using you?"* She looks away from you, and down at her lap. *"I can't leave, Lana, I owe the ENS too much. They're my family, the only ones that understand."* Joy turns her head back at you, *"I can't just go become some merc in America. That isn't my life."* .. [[(Continue)->Bonding]]

She smiles, before looking back out at the city. *"I think too many of your thoughts got in my head, you know."* She continues, *"This word; Bull-sheet. Don't think I've ever said that in my life."* You laugh. .. [[What kinda thoughts did you put in me, I wonder->Bonding2]] [[You should say 'bull-sheet' more often->Bonding2]]

She punches you in the arm. You both sit there on the fire escape, staring out at the city lights some more. You pick up your coffee cup, it's gone lukewarm. .. (text-colour:grey)[[So, why are you in the city?]] (text-colour:grey)[[How are you feeling?]] [[Thinking about something?]]

She sighs, *"I'm not just a regular psychic; I'm a Scion. My soul is of the Shroud. Normal psychics are merely connected to it, along with everyone else."* You blink. Joy smirks, *"A very powerful psychic, with a unique power."* *"Oh, the teleport, yeah?"* She nods, *"There's only been one other Scion we knew of. Our leader; Vercingetorix. He could overwrite a person's will."* She pauses. *"He's dead now."* Continuing, *"The contact I was meeting gave me the address for a place I can commune with the Shroud - absorb its power. It'll make the teleporting a lot less.. draining. Just make me more powerful in general."* .. [[(Continue)->Bonding2]]

*"I'm feeling better. This coffee sucks, but I'm getting my energy back."* She looks at you and smiles. The darkness around her eyes has gone completely, she's looking much healthier. .. [[(Continue)->Bonding2]]

*"You're a psychic. But not anymore?"* She asks. You reluctantly reveal the truth. *"Not really much to say. Pulling the trigger was hard when you could hear their thoughts. Eventually, it got too much for me and they just.. stopped. Dunno how. Maybe the Neuropoz had something to do with it?*" *"Do you miss them; your powers?"* .. [[Yeah. I do]] [[Nah, it's easier now they're gone]]

Joy places a hand on your shoulder. *"You didn't stop being a psychic, Lana. You're still connected to the Shroud, I felt it myself. I'm sure you'll open yourself to it again."* .. [[Head back inside]] [[<3 Just.. sit some more with Joy->Romance]]

Joy looks up at the night sky. *"The Shroud's a gift, Lana. One that gives you the tools to free yourself from the constraints the powerful have placed on us. You shouldn't deny it."* *"That's why you think the Incursion happened? To save the poor?"* You ask, sarcastically. Joy sighs - somberly, *"Personally, I think the Shroud just wants to connect with us. It will help anyone willing to listen and understand. I think it looks at us, and feels pity."* .. [[Head back inside]] [[<3 Just.. sit some more with Joy->Romance]]

(if:$joyRomance is not true)[You head back inside and warm up. Some time goes by as you browse social media on the couch. Joy sits and meditates.] (if:$joyRomance is true)[You wake from a brief doze. It's still night, and you quickly get dressed. Entering the living room, you find Joy, wearing an oversized shirt that belonged to your ex, brewing another cup of coffee.] (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: INCOMING CALL: ATKINS. (Y/N)?] Dread sweeps over you. Atkins. You'd almost forgotten about him. Joy notices your worried expression and raises an eyebrow. You answer the call, *"Uh, hey, Atkins."* *"Guess who made it out alive! Barely though, almost got captured. Phew, megacorps, am I right?"* A whirlwind of emotions engulfs you. Relief that Atkins survived clashes with the harsh reality of what's to come. He continues, *"Anyway, me and some buddies are heading to yours. You got Joy, yeah?"* Joy grabs you by the wrists. *"Wait, Lana. You don't have to do this, don't hand me over, please!"* *"Lana?"* Atkins asks. .. [[Betray Atkins]] [[Hand over Joy]]

Your mind can't help but wander onto her. It's nice... Just talking with her in the cold, the city in the distance. Her blue hair, the way the makeup sparkles in the moonlight and neon. Her eyes. She really is beautiful. Wait - *she's not reading your mind right now, is she?* She laughs, placing her forehead on yours. *Shit.* She leans in, *"Don't worry, I've been thinking the same thing."* .. [[Kiss her]] [[Um. Forget I thought anything->Head back inside]]

The way she talks in your ear, the heat from her breath, the closeness you feel from her. You just can't take it anymore, it all feels just *too right*. You lean in and kiss her, your lips touch. You take her by her hand, she looks at you, longingly. Those damn piercing blue eyes. Standing up, you lead her inside and... well. Doesn't take a psychic to know what happens next. .. [[Some time later->Head back inside]] (set: $joyRomance to true)

# Shrouded Joy The EU agents come and you hand Joy over. As far as gigs go, not so bad. NanoDigital didn't turn out to be big problem, either. Still, you wonder what will happen to Joy. You go grab a beer with Atkins and you two enjoy yourselves. (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: + (if:$jobDouble is true)[40,000](else:)[20,000] CREDITS; ADDED TO BALANCE...] (if:$jobDouble is true)[*"Double, as promised,"* Atkins says, winking. ]Maybe the best thing you gained from this was a new friend. You clink your bottles. .. (link:"END (Atkins Ending).")[(restart:)]

You disconnect the call. You never really liked authority, anyway. The EU had the chance to support Joy, but they chose to frame her to protect a corrupt politician's reputation. Sorry, Atkins, but you're on the wrong side of this. Joy exhales in relief and embraces you. *"You made the right choice."* You look at her, stern and serious. *"Get dressed. Gotta get out of here, understand?"* .. [[Grab your iron]]

*"Yeah I got her, Atkins."* You reply, voice trembling slightly. Joy looks at you, her eyes filled with disappointment and hurt. She understands your situation, but that doesn't make it any less painful for her. *"I'm sorry, Joy,"* You whisper, unable to meet her gaze. (if:$joyRomance is not true)[*"I hope the credits are worth it, Lana. I'm sure the EU will reward you well for this."*] (if:$joyRomance is true)[Her eyes narrow, her face filled with contempt, *"I can't believe it. You used me."* She suddenly screams, pushing you against the wall, (color:purple)[*"YOU. USED. ME."*] Her eyes, filled with an intense purple glow.] You suddenly snap at her, *"How did you think this would play out, exactly? You can't run from this forever, I'm not going to drop everything to help you avoid the consequences of your own actions."* (if:$joyRomance is true)[ The eerie glow in her eyes dissipate as all the anger and fury gives way to sadness.] Her voice shakes, *"I just want to be free."* .. [[I know, Joy->Wrong city, wrong people]] [[Wrong city, wrong people]]

You keep Joy detained until Atkins arrives. You use another dose of Neuropoz to ensure Joy can't escape. You wait in silence, a feeling of tension hangs in the air. Joy doesn't say a word, her eyes fixed on the floor. .. [[The End->Betrayal Ending]]

# Shrouded Joy (text-colour:#8e1010)[<:: + (if:$jobDouble is true)[40,000](else:)[20,000] CREDITS; ADDED TO BALANCE...] *"Lana, you haven't touched your drink. What's wrong?"* Atkins asks. You stare at your drink. You're at your usual bar, you thought this was cheer you up but instead all of this just makes you feel worse. He waves his hand in front of your face. .. You look at him, *"Hey, Atkins. Did I do the right thing?"* *"Come on, 'course you did. Hey, look. Dealing with terrorists isn't easy, I get it; fighting for an ideology is much more sympathetic than greed. But she made her choice, maybe it was understandable - people turn to violence for any kind of reason. But now a lot of people are safe because she's back behind bars."* You smile wryly and sigh. Guess he's right, she could've left the ENS anytime she wanted to - try to be free. Can't blame the government you're trying to topple for wanting you imprisoned. At least that's what you tell yourself. .. (link:"END (Betrayal Ending).")[(restart:)]

## One Hour Later You find yourself perched on the steps of your apartment building. The rain descends in torrents, heralding a storm. Your fingers tighten around the grip of your X-9. Then, a sound penetrates the deluge, the distinct hum of an engine, signaling that the moment has come. You stride into the midst of your desolate, rain-soaked street, poised and ready. The ominous black SUV inches towards you, its powerful spotlight fixated on your location. The SUV grinds to a halt, and from its depths emerge Atkins, accompanied by two nondescript men clad in kevlar vests and armed with combat rifles. He casts a discerning glance at you, then your weapon, a weary sigh escaping his lips. Striding over to your position, he calmly inquires, *"So, where's Joy?"* .. (t8n:'dissolve')+(link-reveal:"Far away from here")[= .. *"Great!"*, he exclaims, his voice feigning enthusiasm, before walking back to his vehicle. *"You're not leaving, Atkins,"* you assert, your tone resolute. He stops in his tracks before turning back towards you. The rain soaks both of you as the storm rages on. Atkins furrows his brow, his expression shifting from annoyance to concern. .. [[Shoot Atkins]] [[Can't let you take her]]

In one swift movement, you raise your gun and fire, delivering three precise shots to Atkins' chest. He manages to squeeze off a shot, but it veers off course, narrowly missing you. The two agents, startled by the sudden gunfire, raise their combat rifles, but you react with lightning speed, taking a tactical stance. The storm continues to rage, rain pounding the street. Two more shots ring out in the quiet, dimly lit street, and all three of your targets collapse to the ground, blood flowing into the gutters. .. [[The End->Joy Ending]]

You stand your ground. He takes out his smart gun, *"Whatever she's done to your mind, we can reverse it, Lana. I don't want to kill you."* *"My mind's my own,"* your voice, low and husky. .. [[Eden club - Joy's not responsible]] [[I don't wanna kill you either]] [[Shoot Atkins]]

You speak, *"She's not what they say she is. She's been framed by the EU, Atkins. She never bombed the Eden Club - she was just a scared woman who tried to escape her abusers."* Atkins sighs deeply, a mix of frustration and understanding on his face. *"No matter what happened in the past, Lana, she's remained a dedicated member of the ENS. That doesn't sound like a frightened woman, does it?"* He continues, *"Lana, I'm just doing my job. I don't want to see you caught up in this mess any further."* .. [[You're being used, Atkins]] [[Ever the loyal lap dog->Fail to convince Atkins]] [[Shoot Atkins]]

You grip your X-9 tighter as you speak. He scowls, *"All of this? Giving a very different impression. Just give me Joy's location, it's all you gotta do."* .. [[She's innocent->Eden club - Joy's not responsible]] [[I can't do that->Fail to convince Atkins]]

*"Atkins, this isn't right,"* your voice is charged with frustration. *"You're being used as a pawn to protect the corrupt. Can you really live with that? Is your loyalty to a system more important than doing what's right, than standing up for someone who's been wronged?"* You continue, *"Instead of blindly following orders; seek the truth, expose the corruption, and make things right, Atkins. Otherwise, those orders are going to kill you today."* He runs a hand through his hair in frustration. *"I don't want to die, and I don't want to be responsible for your death either, Lana. Fine. You've made your point. I'll give you a chance. Joy walks free - for now."* .. [[The End->Justice Ending]]

Atkins looks at you, his expression softening, *"Sorry it had to be this way, Lana. I thought I could trust you do the right thing."* He raises his gun. .. [[Shoot Atkins]]

# Shrouded Joy You go back inside, the plan went off without a hitch; You stay behind, distract Atkins while Joy goes to the Incursion site to finish her ritual and get the power she needs to get away from Baystate City before NanoDigital can get her. Doesn't mean you feel good about it. You hear a buzzer and open the door. It's Joy. You're excited to see her because to be honest, you didn't really think you would. (if:$joyRomance is true)[She notices your thoughts and grips you, pulling in close and kissing you. *"I really like you, Lana. You're a gonk to think I'd just leave you.*"](else:)[She smiles meekly, *"You've done so much for me. I wanted to say thank you, for everything. You're a good person, Lana."*] *"Not to mention, anyone tries to capture me now - poof - I'm gone."* .. She notices something wrong, you try to hide it but you both know there's no point. You had to kill Atkins. Joy places a hand on your shoulder, *"I wish there was something I could say to comfort you, but - *" *"No need, Joy. No need. I'm just glad you're here."* You say, smiling. .. (if:$joyRomance is true)[You spend the night together. You don't really know how this will play out but for now you like this. She does too. At the very least she promised she'd visit often.](else:)[She crashes on your couch for the night. Sleep can come before the ENS.] .. (link:"END (Joy Ending).")[(restart:)]

# Shrouded Joy The radio hums as you enter the diner, *"Good morning, Baystate City! That was Jade Parker's latest single waking you up."* You and Joy greet Atkins as you approach his table. He sips on a coffee while eyeing Joy suspiciously. You both sit down. You place your hands on the table, *"Okay, rule one guys: There is no war in this diner, okay? You're both Europeans, you get along right?"* They both look at you. Well, managed to unite them against a common foe at least. .. *"I'm still thinking how I'm gonna spin this to my boss."* Atkins sighs. He continues, *"I ordered for you guys, by the way. You're late."* You look at Atkins and Joy. You smile. Joy smiles too, genuinely happy she gets to go free. This proves to be contagious because Atkins joins in too. Your food arrives and you all eat. *"French toast? Really?"* Joy pouts, looking at Atkins. He says nothing, sipping his coffee. .. *"So, where was Joy, anyway? You never really said."* Atkins asks, turning towards you. *"Oh you know, I was distracting you to give Joy enough time to absorb energy from the Shroud to fufill her destiny as a Scion. Giving her the power to stay away from her pursuers forever."* He snorts, *"Fine, don't tell."* (if:$joyRomance is true)[.. Joy inches closer to you and you feel a touch on your thigh. Atkins notices this. You blush but he says nothing, simply sighing and giving a smirk. You don't know how it will work out with Joy, but at the very least she said she'd visit often.] .. (link:"END (Justice Ending).")[(restart:)]

(t8n:'blur')+(t8n-time:10s)[= The gunfire stops. (text-style:"fidget")[Ugh, your head.] You grasp onto a... fire hydrant? (t8n:'dissolve')+(t8n-delay:10s)+(t8n-time:5s)[= Picking yourself up, you look to find that you're on some street, you recognise it - near Paul Revere Mall. Did you just teleport? How in th- (t8n:'dissolve')+(t8n-delay:14s)+(t8n-time:2s)[= You hear pained grunting behind you, Joy! Turning around, you see that she's trying to pick herself up onto a bench. She fails, falling to the ground. .. (link-reveal:"Check on her")+(t8n: "dissolve")[= .. You grasp her by the shoulders and spin her in your direction. Her eyes are surrounded by an unnatural darkness and her skin is pale. She's barely lucid. You check her for any injuries but see none except for some minor grazes from you tackling her. .. (link-reveal:"(Continue)")+(t8n: "dissolve")[= .. She looks at you, panicking as she recongises your face. Her eyes glow purple as she tries to do something - anything - but all you feel is a minor scratching sensation at the back of your mind. Her eyes widen, *"You're a... psychic?"* .. (link-reveal:"Secure Joy")+(t8n: "dissolve")[= .. You take out the Neuropoz from your jacket and dose her. Her eyes roll back, unconscious. *"Not anymore."* .. [[Call a taxi and go home->Apartment]]