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Here's a good flare suggestion: Stop calling Civilians jobless hobos!
Seriously! Just call it the "Civilian" department or something... Like, hello? Reporter, Musician, Mime, Librarian, Chaplain, Lawyer, and Boxer. You're calling THOSE jobless bums? I thought not. I know there's a lot of ...

Amos probably would have dodged drugs in their youth to prevent them from becoming the current crisis on legs "unique" personality they are now. Either that, or avoid being adopted by the Vieux family altogether, running away to make their own life or at the very least going with any other, more ...

Amos stares into the roboticist's room for a few moments before replying. "The-ey're nice, but n-not like a pers-son. Don't get-t me wrong, t-there's your CLEMEN-NTINEs and yo-our FUBARs, all well and-d good, but there's-" They're interupted by the clattering of a welder as the roboticist drops it ...

Amos Vieux has said in-game that their favorite song is Dawson's Christian, because the Vic Tyler songs on the jukebox are all great, but they'd probably end up with a weirdly mixed playlist of breakcore and ULTRAKILL-esque music with much more chill Tragically Hip-esque music, for when they're high ...

Amos slams their palms into the bar counter, twitching slightly as they stare the bartender in the eye. They are very clearly on something. "I want co-ognac and budget in-nsul-ls. Something good. None o-of that-" They sniffle and wipe away a coming nosebleed. "...of that wea-ak 30u shit, I want a ...

Vieux Pharmaceuticals welcomes you to your orientation!

The words are neon and stretch across the entire screen as the tape begins to play. Cheap music plays in the background, grating enough on your ears to be annoying but not enough to stop you from listening, unfortunately.

Today, you'll ...