|
Size: 179
Comment:
|
Size: 1053
Comment:
|
| Deletions are marked like this. | Additions are marked like this. |
| Line 8: | Line 8: |
-- You are lying on rocky desert ground, the fierce sun beating down on you. You can't move. There is a grey unicorn mare standing over you, wearing a tattered travelling cloak and a silver diadem on her head. The diadem casts a few reflections on the inside of her hood. She has some freshly bandaged injuries. There is a voice, but it isn't coming from the unicorn. Voice: Silver, open their minds to me, and we'll put this incident behind us... Silver: M... mistress, wouldn't it be simpler -- Voice: To kill them? Of course, my dear apprentice. But somepony might come looking for them... better that they just wander back from their foolish little quest a bit confused and without that tasteless artefact. It will all be... forgotten. Silver: Ah, yes, mistress, very prudent. Voice: Cast the spell, Silver. The unicorn casts a spell... -- |
Scenario for Flint and Akasha.
Scene 1 (not particularly interactive) - Dusty interrogates the students and takes their memories.
Scene 2 - the students
--
You are lying on rocky desert ground, the fierce sun beating down on you. You can't move. There is a grey unicorn mare standing over you, wearing a tattered travelling cloak and a silver diadem on her head. The diadem casts a few reflections on the inside of her hood. She has some freshly bandaged injuries.
There is a voice, but it isn't coming from the unicorn.
Voice: Silver, open their minds to me, and we'll put this incident behind us...
Silver: M... mistress, wouldn't it be simpler --
Voice: To kill them? Of course, my dear apprentice. But somepony might come looking for them... better that they just wander back from their foolish little quest a bit confused and without that tasteless artefact. It will all be... forgotten.
Silver: Ah, yes, mistress, very prudent.
Voice: Cast the spell, Silver.
The unicorn casts a spell...
--