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W Corp. Announcement
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Confirming: Railway status Unobstructed.
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W Corp. Announcement
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5 minutes left until train arrival is announced at the platform.
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W Corp. Announcement
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Agents on site, please complete the Cleanup ASAP.
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W Corp. Announcement
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Your attention, please. 5 minutes left until...
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Whew...
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| In the last car of a WARP Train, a few Cleanup Agents stood facing an unknown Fixer who was armed to the teeth with Workshop-made gears.
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| An azure-sheened blade, glowing with energy, emerged from the child's elbow and pierced through the Fixer's heart.
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| The child let out a pale breath of relief as he deactivated his overcharged gauntlet.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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That's the gear she's been usin', innit? Looks Workshop-made... Don't those cost a fortune, like?
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| The child shot an irritated glance at the floor, where a glove made of high-grade material lay.
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| A "hand," severed at the wrist, would have been a more appropriated term than a "glove"...
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| Not that it mattered—the child was more interested in the piece of equipment that clearly was not standard issue, even at first sight.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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I can tell from the serial number that it's one of Kōri Workshop's top-tier products.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Kōri Workshop? Not sure what that is, but you're sayin' it's fancy stuff, yeah? Now I see why she was so bloody strong. What grade was she again?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Let's see... the ID card in her wallet says... Grade 4.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Chuffin' hell! That fuckin' hand there's a Grade 4?
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| 10 seconds in name, but millennia in actuality, was enough time to turn every passenger aboard the train into rampaging maniacs.
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| Some passengers long for death, flaying themselves and painting the walls with their own flesh and blood...
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| ... while others continue to fight back without a moment's respite even after they have completely fallen into insanity.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Blimey, what's that Grade 4 been up to all this time...
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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... to be givin' me this much grief even with the CCA on? First time I've been pushed like this.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Didn't you say the same thing the last time a train was Cancelled?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Oi! That was when I had to nip out and give the Class 5 lads a hand! How's that the same, huh?!
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Haha. I suppose today wasn't exactly a walk in the park for you. You had to clean up on your own, after all.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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... Huh?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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...? Whassat? Somethin' unsual about her?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Whoa, she's accumulated so many penalty points! Probably enough to demote her from her original Fixer Grade...
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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... Nothin' unusual, then. Just another bloody stowaway.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Penalty points, check. Contract papers, check... She was a Grade 2 Fixer just a few days back. By heck, no wonder the lass was such a handful!
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| Back in W Corp.'s heyday, the term "stowaway" referred to freeloaders who would either get on the WARP train without tickets or occupy first class seats using economy tickets.
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| Today, however, the meaning of the word has somewhat changed.
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| People used to travel on the WARP Train only three or four times a year at most—a luxury easily afforded by wealthy citizens who preferred the first class seats.
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| But when passengers began to go missing and one accident followed another, demand took a dive...
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| ... until people avoided first class seats like the plague in spite of W Corp.'s promotion and encouragement.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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These rich 'uns are all so tight... would it kill 'em to just buy a first class ticket?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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I don't think the price difference between Economy and First Class really matters, but the bad rumors are not helping.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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What doesn't matter...? Y'know what, never mind.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Now that I think about it... Them first class seats—one bad word and the business is done for. Not all that surprisin', innit?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Don't you think people might start taking them again in time?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Ah, yeah. Our proud slogan. Just 10 seconds to anywhere.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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People used to pay daft money just for a trip that'd be over in a blink.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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All so they could brag on about it over a pint.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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But now, First Class is more like a risky investment—who'd shell out for a ride when you can't even count on gettin' out in one piece?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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It'd be more convenient if combat professionals were placed in a special compartment just like Color Fixers... I wonder if the higher-ups have ever considered it.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Reckon they'd have done it if it'd ever crossed their minds.
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| ... The price of first class seats is calculated to yield only the bare minimum profit—substituting for the passenger's emotions and time.
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| After the fall of Lobotomy Corporation, W Corp. is desperate to cover their losses.
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| To sustain the operations of its trains and make the time payments owed to T Corp., they seek ever more extreme emotions to harvest.
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| That's why they would rather risk the lives of their Cleanup Agents than lower the price of first class seats or place the passengers in another special compartment.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Did you see them Index Proxies that turned up the other day? All of 'em were dead set on sittin' in Economy to do their bloody Prescripts.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Then the day before that, a Thumb Capo fancied a seat just behind First Class since his superior was sat up there.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Oh, do you mean those corpses with the jaws smashed into bits?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Haha. Now that was far from boring. I actually liked it.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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What'd you know about it? You weren't even called in for support since you're only Level 2.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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... Forget it. I'm off—good luck puttin' 'em back together.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Can't exactly help out collectin' the pieces wearin' this armour.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Clocking out early today?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Aye. Been a while since I clocked out on time, that.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Catch ya later.
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W Corp. Announcement
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Confirming: Cleanup Agent consents to return the Congestion Cleaning Armor.
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W Corp. Announcement
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Armor disengagement in progress.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Oi, be gentle with it!
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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... I oughta get my shoulder swapped for prosthesis. Don't get why this fancy armour's so bloody heavy.
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| Congestion Cleaning Armors, better known as CCAs, are astronomically expensive equipment, authorized only for Level 4 Cleanup Agents or above whom demonstrate the highest job performance.
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| There was a time when CCAs played a larger role in external conflicts such as power struggles between Wings and hunting down Syndicates in the Backstreets...
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| But recently, they are more often used to contain the passengers of WARP Trains.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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*yawn* Today, I'm gonna drop by the pub on the way back and...
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W Corp. Announcement
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Congestions detected in Car 3 of Train PW-24.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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... and grab a pint...
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| "Congestion," or "Congested," is one of the five levels of danger warnings issued by W Corp. to its Cleanup Agents.
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| The WARP Train is deemed "Unobstructed" when it's running without any issues. If passenger suppression becomes necessary along with the usual Cleanup, the status changes to "Delayed."
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| And then... there's "Congested," which means that rare types of enemies have emerged or passengers resistance has become severe, prompting the dispatch of multiple Level 3 and Level 4 Agents—or a Level 4 outfitted with the CCA.
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| Level 5 Agents can clear up Congestions in no time, but...
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W Corp. Announcement
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Confirming: No Level 5 Agents are present at the platform.
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| They're usually tied up handling "Cancelled" trains—a Grade 1 Fixer-level threat—and "Derailed" cases, which represent something far more dangerous.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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.......
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W Corp. Announcement
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Congestion Cleaning Armor deployment authorized for Level 4 Agent on site.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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... Hold on a sec—me?
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| Hearing the announcement, the child gave a quick look of disbelief at the list of Cleanup Agents available at the platform...
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| ... and realized that he was the only one available for sortie.
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| That sweet, sweet dream of heading home on time fizzled out with the blaring sound of the warning alarm.
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W Corp. Announcement
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Attention, all agents. Railway Congestion detected. Railway Congestion detected.
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W Corp. Announcement
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Attention, all agents.
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W Corp. Announcement
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Nearest Level 4 Agent, please board the next train immediately and commence Cleanup operations.
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W Corp. Announcement
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125 seconds until next arrival.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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.......
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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Huh? You haven't checked out yet? You know, I'm thinking about trying out the new menu at HamHamPangPang for din—
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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... Go.
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Hong Lu
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What?
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W Corp. Cleanup Agent Heathcliff
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Quit takin' the piss out of me and just go.
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| Unfortunately for the child, looks like it's overtime again for him today.
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