Broken Ghost Quest Lore Thread

If you tell anybody I said this, compadre, I’ll deny it… but right about now, I wish everything would just SLOW DOWN!

One minute I’m on a date, then I’m in the Void, now I’m in the bathroom at Mirage’s bar, Wattson’s unconscious, everyone's losing their minds...and Revenant’s on the ceiling doing his creepy spider thing. And all I know is…

...I gotta get in on this action, amigos.

Loba: "How the hell did you get in here?"

Revenant: "It’s a mystery. Maybe magic. Or maybe the front door."

Loba: "But how did you know where we were?"

Revenant: "A little birdie told me. Wraith here knows all about little birdies, don’t you?"

Loba: "You told him?!"

Wraith: "No. Why would I?"

He drops to the ground and I don't know how he keeps his gears from grinding, but he doesn't make a sound. It's creepy. It's way creepier how he's leaning over Wattson.

Revenant: "Looks like there’s a mole in your clubhouse, Loba. Skinbags… you just can’t trust them."

Loba:"You’ve been spying on me."

Revenant: "The information came to me. I never asked for it. It’s only been a few weeks, and you’re already rubbing people the wrong way."

Revenant: "If you want some pointers about winning the gang over, I could’ve helped. All you had to do was ask. Just remember to say please first…"

Wraith: "Cut to the chase. What do you want?"

Loba: "That’s obvious. Declare war on the Syndicate and stage a coup, just like his shadow-self did. Or. . . maybe he thought he’d kill me first."

Revenant: "I’m very busy these days, aren’t I? So many choices…"

This punk slides one of his fingers over Wattson’s bed sheet. He’s messin’ with us, so why aren’t we messin’ with him?!

Revenant: "A month ago, I didn’t even know I had a stalker. And now look at us, Loba. Like an old married couple."

Loba: "I don’t remember you being this talkative when you murdered my parents."

Revenant: "A lot’s changed since that night."

Loba: "You don’t say."

Loba: "Look, if you’re going to kill me, just--"

Revenant: "Oh, if I wanted you dead, you’d already be dead, and they’d all be fighting over your corpse."

Rev jumps up onto the bed by Wattson’s feet. OH, HELL NO!

Che gasps next to me. Other than Wraith’s kunai and Loba’s P2020, none of our firepower is within reach.

Revenant: "The only reason you’re still alive is because I find this vendetta of yours adorable."

Revenant: "Except now you care about spare parts more than me. And that’s got me curious. Why did you change gears so fast?"

Revenant: "Are you already bored with me? Because if that’s the case, I’ll just tear you apart right now."

He jumps off the bed with a snarl, landing directly in front of Loba.

Revenant: "As for staging a coup. . . the other me can have his world. I can’t think of anything more pathetic than being King of the Skinbags. Besides, you’re far more interesting. . ."

Loba: "Look at that. Something we agree on."

He gets right up in Loba's face, but she's not backing down. This chica's toast, Rev's got his back to me, and I'm tired of standing around! There's an RE-45 across the room. I move to grab it, and--

Bangalore: "Your mama never told you no jumping on the bed, jackass?"

"What the--?!

Revenant: "What the--?!"

Bangs, Gibs and BH step out of Wraith's portal, guns drawn.

Bangalore: "Looks like our timing's on point. Let's show this FNG what happens if you don't fall in line, ladies."

Revenant: "You skinsuits ruin everything…"

With one handwave he pulls his totem up from who knows where. Sucker! I can use that, too! I lunge for it, but Bangalore pulls me back.

Bangalore: "Live totem! Nobody touch it!"

COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!

When the smoke clears, Revenant is gone. And so’s my shot at some action.

Loba: "Damn it, someone is feeding him information!"

Bangalore: "Don’t be so dramatic. This isn’t some telenovela. The Sim likes to lurk. He could have overheard any of us talking about the missions."

Bangalore: "Doesn’t mean anyone’s a spy."

Crypto: "Sounds like something the spy would say to throw us off track."

Bangalore: "I’m not even gonna dignify that with a response. Sim’s messing with our heads. That’s what he does. End of story."

Bangalore: "Report back here at 0-600. And be on your toes, ladies. If that last mission was any indication, this is going to get a lot messier."

Loba marches out, all kinds of mad, and everybody else shuffles out after. Well, almost everybody.

I'm loading up my STIM when Bangalore taps me on the shoulder.

Octane: "That showdown with Señor Loincloth got me all charged up, and I have to wait a whole night? This blows."

Bangalore: "Did you get the proof we need to expose Loba?"

Octane: "Yup! I got the whole story."

Bangalore: "I need more than a story, I need proof."

Octane: "Yeah, but that Yoko girl was dragging the whole thing out, and then Wraith heard about Wattson, and--"

Bangalore: "I need evidence. Not excuses. Go back to the girl. Get what I asked for."

Octane: "I was thinking Mirage could do that, and I could go through the portal instead--"

Bangalore: "You’re not stepping foot through that portal until I’ve got the evidence. That’s an order."

She leaves, as I try to think of something badass to say back to her. That’s when Ajay slaps me on the back on her way out.

Lifeline: "Quit your whinging, O. So you don’t get to play hero. You still have an important job. So what if yuh gotta look like an accountant to do it? Hah!"

And she leaves me alone with no one else in the room but an unconscious Wattson.

Octane: "Do you believe this, Wattson? Che is the closest thing to a sister I have… and right now? I kinda hate her."

Wattson: ". . . . . ."

Octane: "I didn’t sign up to be a narc."

Octane: "And I didn’t lie to my best friend and sneak ahead of two dozen people on a transplant list for these legs, just to end up in “pants” and “long sleeve shirts”."

Octane: "Say what you want about Revenant, but he does what he wants, when he wants! Why can’t I?"

Wattson: ". . . . . ."

Octane: "All I want to do is grab some weapons, and charge in there and kick some ass!"

Octane: "It’s time to get back to basics. ¡Solamente Octavio! ¡Jump first, think later! ¿Don’t you know I’m loco?"

Octane: "Last chance to stop me, Wattson."

Wattson: ". . . . . ."

Octane: "Knew you were on my side. I’m going in and I’m not coming out until I have every last piece of Loba’s artifact!"

¿What could possibly go wrong...?