Placeholder: Behold the visions you have seen. That which you have viewed. That which you now view. “Complex, isn’t it?” Viewing that which was, ye have seen the age of science and logic. They ruled them you know… Yes, ruled… Those bible-thumpers were put to rest, don’t ya know. And… From rubble and slime and filth… Science but… an Arcadian civilisation!!! Yes, yes… eh… They had a hand in you, too, laddie… Yes, they did! And wot do ye think happened? I’ll tell ye wot buddy ‘appened! For a millenium, science Behold the visions you have seen. That which you have viewed. That which you now view. “Complex, isn’t it?” Viewing that which was, ye have seen the age of science and logic. They ruled them you know… Yes, ruled… Those bible-thumpers were put to rest, don’t ya know. And… From rubble and slime and filth… Science but… an Arcadian civilisation!!! Yes, yes… eh… They had a hand in you, too, laddie… Yes, they did! And wot do ye think happened? I’ll tell ye wot buddy ‘appened! For a millenium, science

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Behold the visions you have seen. That which you have viewed. That which you now view. “Complex, isn’t it?” Viewing that which was, ye have seen the age of science and logic. They ruled them you know… Yes, ruled… Those bible-thumpers were put to rest, don’t ya know. And… From rubble and slime and filth… Science but… an Arcadian civilisation!!! Yes, yes… eh… They had a hand in you, too, laddie… Yes, they did! And wot do ye think happened? I’ll tell ye wot buddy ‘appened! For a millenium, science

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Philippe Druillet's Délirius (1973, written by Jacques Lob) Lone Sloane: (Staring at the holographic map, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper) "You think you can play me like a pawn on a board. I will break that vault wide open. I will steal their gold. But mark my words, holy man... when this heist is done, I am coming back for your throat."
Philippe Druillet's Délirius (1973, written by Jacques Lob) Lone Sloane: (Staring at the holographic map, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper) "You think you can play me like a pawn on a board. I will break that vault wide open. I will steal their gold. But mark my words, holy man... when this heist is done, I am coming back for your throat."
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