Incorrect NPC dialog: local leves NPC

[Xophious]

Greetings PawPrince!

Thank you for the details as to why you believe the NPC is using incorrect dialog. I can see why you would be posting about it to us. The NPC's dialogue is by deisgn so the thread was moved from In-Game Bugs to General Discussion. While we do not have a direct Suggestions & Feedback section, General Discussion serves that purpose.

Thanks again!

[PawPrince]

Greetings PawPrince!

Thank you for the details as to why you believe the NPC is using incorrect dialog. I can see why you would be posting about it to us. The NPC's dialogue is by deisgn so the thread was moved from In-Game Bugs to General Discussion. While we do not have a direct Suggestions & Feedback section, General Discussion serves that purpose.

Thanks again!

Dear Xophious,

I think you're just not understanding what I'm trying to say. This obviously requires an illustration.




IMAGINE: A day at the office. It's a little after 2pm, and you're starting to feel the drag of the workday. From over the cube wall, you hear me triumphantly tear open a brand new package of oreos that I've accroachingly liberated from my neighbor's locked desk with the help of a straightened paperclip tooled into a slapdash lockpick, and a small flathead driver. I'm talking the real deal: a full 1lb, 2oz. bag of kinetic potential in a bungee-strapped office chair across a freshly polished floor, not one of those stupid 100-calorie packettes.

Determined to command your own just share of these spoils, you round the corner and presume to ask me for one of these delicious chocolate medallions. I say, "well...okay, but only 'cause I'm such a nice guy!" I give you one. You hastily pocket the oreo, and hold out your hand expectantly for another. And another, and another... finally, "one more for the walk to the water cooler," you say. "Mooch!" I reply, "Scram, you pig. You can only have 8 at a time. Come back later!"

Slinking back to your cube, you figure 8 will probably take you a while anyways, and besides, I said you could come back later. Relishing each second, you begin to perform that age-old ritual, whereby one twists the oreo apart and licks the half with the most frosting, then consumes both halves. As you continue to enjoy your saturating snack, you feel as though your very taste buds were each in its own individual orgasmic heaven! At the height of your savory experience, you conclude that these are---in fact---THE best oreo cookies you have ever had in your entire life, and you absolutely must have more of them.

Finishing off the last one, you still have not forgotten my words, "You can only have 8 at a time. Come back later!" Well, now you've cleaned your plate, and other people have had a fair chance to get some oreos too. It's time for seconds! You round the corner again, and with upturned hands approach my desk, but before you can utter your request...

"Scram, pig! You can only have 8 at a time. Come back later!"

You see the package of oreos on my desk, still only half gone, and insist, "But I don't have any left! You said--"

"SCRAM! I told you, only 8 at a time fool! Come back later!"



HOW DOES THIS MAKE YOU FEEL???
HOW DOES THIS MAKE YOUR BRAIN FEEL???



BTW here is a screenshot to help visualize.
http://img21.imageshack.us/i/bugjol.jpg/