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The unread half

Threshold met3,410 Threshold not met6,175

What kind of spy are you?

You excel in physical conditioning and applied violence. Emotions thwart you.

Action

Your body and its impulsesIron Maiden

Relation

How you understand peopleStuttering Void

Intellect

Your modes of thinkingCognitive Lightweight

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Action

Relation

Intellect

Poetics

See and express what others can’t. Engage your creative engine. Lateral thinking and subconscious associations.

passive2 + 6 = 8

Raises left: 2

Raise an Intellect Skill to hone your modes of thinking.

Threshold met104 Threshold not met593

Active checks
Difficulty	Checks	Chance	With exertion
11	1	27.78%	52.31%
13	5	8.33%	19.91%
14	4	2.78%	7.41%
15	2	2.78%	7.41%
16	2	2.78%	7.41%
17	2	2.78%	7.41%
18	1	2.78%	7.41%

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Face

Conditioning

The unread half

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Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

He plays with your potential future selves like a child with soldier toys.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

'Eszti Kavanaugh' -- it rolls oddly off your mind's tongue. 'Newitz' had a nicer syllabic flow...

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

The motif of dream-instruction recurs periodically throughout Mircean history and culture, most recently as a weight loss fad.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

The outline begins to ripple with colours, gestures, tones. The viscera of voice and name.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

No, it still matters a great deal. This little corner of the outline refuses to be filled in for now.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

You've exchanged the tyranny of history for the tyranny of the spreadsheet. A poor bargain.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Another piece of the outline begins to fill itself with colour and detail.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

A fellow Freezer-mate. This boat is his Satellite Facility B.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

The thought itself seems to echo and rebound off the curved concrete.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

A new suit, cut from old cloth.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

A name uttered like some ancient curse.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

You're superimposed on him.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

An artifact of no substance onto which nothing of substance has been recorded.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

The deity acknowledges its supplicant; your heart rate ratchets up a joyful notch.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Awkward imagery. Agglutinated constructions. The rhetorical mode of the age.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Pick one out, show her that you know your stuff -- you know, as a fellow poet.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Glad someone's standing up for The Word around here.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Perhaps all your work as an operant has just been preparing you for becoming the greatest poet that ever lived.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Bloodlust. Trasmuted into its most abstract form, but pure in nature.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Why would a leviathan hunt down a single minnow?

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Instrument in hand on his sickbed, he could easily be a dying melancholy poet strumming away on his lute.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Express yourself or die boring.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Don't deny potential pleasures -- revel in the excesses offered by the material world!

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

An intricate configuration that reminds you of the night sky.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

A cheat? There lies the scoundrel's way. No thrill in that, no panache!

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Translucent and grotesque, like an electronic gecko molt. It will never be skin again.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

The secret meaning of this gesture will be analysed and debated by the conspiratorial community for years to come.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

It's like she's handing you a trophy cup with the corpse of a small animal in it.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

An effulgent burst of colours, the blast passing through buildings, turning bodies to particulate matter.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Like a dead octopus smothered and forgotten about.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Spoken like an artist admiring a rival's technique.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

A name whispered among tutors and veterans, invoked like a demon from a lost mythology.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Lightly, like an artefact he's both drawn to and afraid of.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Cue your main theme -- synth-driven, with a few woodwinds and an upright bass tossed in for organic effect.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

No one will ever Get It the way he does.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

That's the brand slogan.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

A single-use existence, erasing himself cell by cell.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

The odds were never in your favour anyway. Trust her to pull this off.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Hoping for a future in which she has unlocked a state of permanent bravery.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

A bouquet of dead fascists to lighten the burden of being you.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

You picture the vivid yellow of her new raincoat splattered with her blood.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Curtains twitch at the windows. Inside, stacks of dog-eared dream and memory contaminate each other.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Curtains twitch at the windows. Inside, stacks of dog-eared dream and memory contaminate each other.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / < 10

FUCK.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Pupils track you like a cornered animal trying to recognise the butcher.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Like watching flies bounce off a pane of glass.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 10

Filth soiled by cleanliness.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 11

Perhaps the last such aesthetic experience you'll have.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 11

A phantom hand across the precipice, awaiting a return grip.

Poetics2 + 6 = 8 / ≥ 11

It would be the most interesting thing that will ever happen to her.