Moogoo Monkey (Working Title)

Busta Cruz Conversation


Annoy: -3

I'd rather listen to a chainsaw cutting through an electric guitar than hear one more word out of your mouth.


Apologize: 2

You're all right mate. Seriously. Don't freak. Cheers.


Brag: 0

Naw mate, you couldn't punch your way through a wet newspaper.


Call Name: -3

Oy you cheeky nutter! I'll do you in for that slander!


Cheer Up: 4

The Djoors are putting out a triple album called "Glut!"? Right on!


Complain: -2

Bleedin' heck, you think you got it bad? My 6 moms and 8 dads all abandoned me before I was born. That’s a tough life.


Compliment: -1

Oy geek, don't pull any of that flattery business with me. I'm ugly and I know it.


Cry: -1

Oh... give it a rest, eh? You aint' fooling anybody.


Entertain: 2

Since when did you start primal scream therapy? Sounds wicked.


Flirt: 3

For real? What say you and me compare tattoos, eh?


Give Opinion: 1

Oy, what am I supposed to do with that information? Sell it?


Gossip: 1

I don't know what it is about that Jack I. Deal, but I hate him. He's so bloomin' posh, know what I mean?


Insult: -3

Yeah, and you're a pimpled pillock!


Intimidate: -1

Sounds like you need a good knock with a soda bottle. Am I right, mate… or am I correct, eh?


Jibba Jabba: 3

Now that's some wicked gabbin', mate.


Joke: 3

I know what you call a guy who hangs out with musicians.. a drummer!


Rude Gesture: 2

Oh that's a good one, that is. Looks like it hurts though.


Talk about Aliens: 2

They could take me away, I wouldn't care. Oy, beam me up already. There's no intelligent life down here.


Talk about Art: 2

The best art is cheap and wuick and usually rude. So keep it simple stupid.


Talk about Books: 1

No point sitting around waiting for some professional jerk to publish my ‘zine. All I need is a copy machine and a few Simoleons.


Talk about Cars: -2

Can't they invent an engine that runs on dirt? We got plenty of that around here.


Talk about Computers: -1

Using computers for what they're made for is dead boring mate. I'd rather use their chips as jewelry.


Talk about Construction: -2

Those construction blokes are the sort that picked on me in school. MIserable rotten buggers.


Talk about Cooking: 1

Bangers and mash, that's what I'm on about. You know, mashed potatoes and sausage? Good stuff.


Talk about Crime: 0

Sure I've done some jobs here and there... only I never hurt anyone, and I never took more than I could carry.


Talk about Dancing: 1

Oy! You listen and people will tell ya I invented the pogo dance, only this dumb bloke Sid stole the idea from me.


Talk about Exercise: -1

I don't work out, full stop. No way mate. I'm too skinny already. If I lost anymore weight, I’d float away.


Talk about Games: -3

What, you mean like hopscotch and leap-frog and whatever? Buzz off mate!


Talk about Graveyards: 2

Me and my mates sometimes camp out in that lot, looking out for zombies and whatever.


Talk about Health: -1

To be honest mate, I don't feel so ace right now. I've got this, you know, gnawing feeling in my gut.


Talk about Hobbies: 2

What I do, see, is get a guitar or a microphone, right, and then I make a racket and wait for a crowd.


Talk about Home: -1

I've been couch-surfing for a but, which is depressing. But I'm looking to find a nice cardboard box soon.


Talk about Home Decor: 1

Man, my fave decorations are from concerts. I've got this one t-shirt from a River T. show I went. That lead singer of their's, she's crazy out there.


Talk about Hygiene: 0

Yeah, well... sometimes I forget to wash behind my neck, yeah? So what?


Talk about Jail: 0

It ain't so bad, yeah? It's a place to sleep anyway. And they feed ya.


Talk about Jobs: 1

There's loads of ways to earn money in this town. You just gotta know where to look.


Talk about Miniopolis: 2

Oy mate. Miniopolis is a dump. It's smelly, dirty, and vile... and I'll never leave it, mate. I love it here.


Talk about Movies: -2

Filmmakers are using special effects to remove the grit and grime out of real life. That's wrong mate.


Talk about Music: 2

My favorite albums are raw. They sound like they're blowing out my speakers. Actually, they probably did.


Talk about Nature: 3

Look around and you'll see little bits of grass tearing through the street. You can’t stop it, mate.


Talk about Ninjas: -1

Right mate. A blooming ninja? Ha. Tell me another one. Something about a leprechaun this time.


Talk about Politics: -3

They say we have a mayor and a city counsel, but I ain’t never seen ‘em.


Talk about Rep Groups: -3

Come off it you teddy-boy dullard. I don't need to run with no crowd!


Talk about Science: 0

Oy, I got common sense you eejit. Only rich folk can afford real science.


Talk about Shopping: -3

You posh git. You want to talk about shopping, yeah? How about eating caviar and visiting the moon too?


Talk about Simoleons: 1

Where I come from we call money 'Squid'. Maybe I should come up with some kind of animal name for Simoleons.


Talk about Sleeping: 2

I like sleeping 'cuz you don't have to be good at it to do it well.


Talk about Sports: 0

None of you lot on this side of the pond know what a real sport is. Where’s your riots, for starters?


Talk about TV: 0

You don't have very good TV programming on this side of the pond mate. That's for sure.


Talk about Theatre: 0

Can't be bothered with actors, to be honest. Too eccentric.


Talk about Travel: 1

Yeah, I'm a restless soul. If Miniopolis had a train, I'd hop one in a second.


Talk about Work: 1

I find it where I can, since it never comes looking for me.


Talk about the Bayou: 3

I love that greasy bog, mate. It's the best place to throw a party when you don’t want squares showing up.


Talk about the Carnival: 1

I make a little money on the side doing stunts at the carnival... Hanging bricks from my piercings or whatever.


Talk about the Coffee Shop: 1

Agh! Coffee leaves me in a desperate state. It saps the water right out of my kidneys.


Talk about the Cosmos: 3

Think about this one, mate. Maybe the universe is like one atom in a larger body. Is that a mind-blower or what?


Talk about the Law: -2

I fought the law but the law won. Then it put a sign on my back and called me names.


Talk about the Lounge: -2

Olde Salty, that cheat, he was talking about having some "No Mohawk" rule on his boat. That’s tripe!


Talk about the Market: 2

It's a good place, that is. It's where I got my first job, back when I felt like suffering for other people.


Talk about the Museum: -1

I got no time for sentimental fluff about the past. Yesterday was nothing to scream about, and today isn’t either.


Talk about the Newspaper: 1

That's your link to the outside world, yeah? If you don’t read that, you’re just a fish in a bowl.


Talk about the River: -2

I live under a tarp, beneath a bridge, living off the fish I eat cuz they ain’t got any feelings.


Talk about the Supernatural: 1

I'm the only one who understands what's coming out of Ephram's mouth. He's a real poet.


Talk about the University: 2

They didn't let me into Uni because I know a lot about many things, and not too much about one thing.


Talk about the Weather: 1

It's bleedin' hot in this black jacket, but it's my only means of rebellion around here.


Talk about the World: 3

A spoonful of sugar makes it go round!


Tease: -2

Don't you know this hairstyle symbolizes my individuality and belief in personal freedom?


Tell a Bad Pun: -1

That was a terrible example of your dismal wit.


Tell a Secret: 0

No promises mate. If someone asks me to, I'll spill your secret faster than a cayenne smoothie.


Hug

What do you think you're doing? Trying to nick my wallet, eh?


Kiss

Forgive me for saying so, but I'd rather burn my lips with a piece of charcoal than kiss you, know what I mean?


Gift (Accept)

For me? Aw blimey. That's the nicest gift I've gotten in... days.


Gift (Reject)

I don’t want anything to do with that.


Errand (Accept)

As a matter of fact, could you deliver this box of DVDs to [Sim]? Cheers, mate.


Errand (Reject)

I’ve got nothing, man.


Move In (Reject)

S'alright mate, but I've got my own flat. Cheers though.


Silent Treatment

Me gob is shut, mate. I ain't talking to you.