Conditioning
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Absolute Magnitude
Things on your mind lately: the nature of existence and the potential pointlessness of everything. What does it all mean? Using the powers of major depression and contemporary philosophy, you’ve reached some startling conclusions…
Career Opportunities
A dull ache in your chest, the ominous buzz of fluorescent lighting. Being back in-theatre has got you reminiscing: How’d you get yourself into this line of work in the first place?
Divine Manipulator of the Threads
People have noticed you holding your hands out in prayer, muttering to yourself. What’s going on? Is this another elaborate disguise or a genuine display of so-called faith?
Emissary of the Final Society
You've been hard at work remaking yourself into a living embodiment of the techno-fascist worldview: a freak for speed, violence, mass culture, and the liquidation of individual consciousness. The Ministry of Mass Culture would like to reward you for your efforts.
Ghost Recorder - DO NOT OPEN
An arc of fire trails across the sky, hurtling toward the ground. Officials in highly reflective suits cordon off the crowd and clear the debris. Are you ready to face your past?
Locus of Internal Control
Governance is easy to observe externally: legislation, taxes, jury service, multi-tier citizen incentive structures. But it's also an internal phenomena with its own mysterious signs. Who's really in charge here?
Single-Write Only
A wise man once said that whatever happens has already happened. Now it looks like someone's been keeping track. Welcome to the rest of all possible worlds.
Standalone Expansion
Don't like a performance? Restart the scene, fire the actors. They barely knew their lines anyway. If anyone talks back, just remember: You're the original here.
The Ballad of Felix Kaido
At last. We will locate the heart, rip it clean still beating and run wild with the lifeblood of our enemies streaking like comet tails behind us. Surely it wasn't all for nothing.
The Ineffable Melancholy of L-Pop
A voice ringing out in an empty auditorium, calling to something you left in the back of your heart. This numbered limited edition features a holographic stamp certifying its authenticity.
The Unrealised Loss
Credit and Debit, the sinister twins haunting your household. Don’t worry, they’re not real until they hit the balance sheet. Just movements in the dark.
The Year Zero
A masked man stabs an illusion. The knife dissolves into spheres that each host life. Billions live, die, and live again. Somewhere in the midst of it, events are recorded. Until it's all burned up, the ashes thrown away.