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!derpvGeSf. 08/24/11(Wed)13:04 No.29031330>>29031152
>>29031168
In fact, let me guideline.
>Load save: At Dais
>You're not sure you want to do this.
>>Smash Orb with Makeshift weapon
>Everything grows pitch-black again, and you can't move, touch, see, smell, breathe, speak, hear. nothing.
>You slowly open your eyes. Your're hunched down in a corner, stripped naked. You hear someone else in the room, humming with a female voice. You look up as good as you can without moving. You see a matted pink pony (Wait, what?) with straight hair, cleaning up the floor from blood and chunks of meat. You almost hyperventilate, but you feel alright and untouched. However, your heart is still beating fast. You slowly rise up, her back turned against you as you sneak as close up to her as you can. She's the reason you're here, you can just feel it. She turns her head when you charge at her, a guttural roar from your throat as you jump her, holding her neck and head in place, sitting on her back. "Wh- What?! How are you still alive?! The serum is supposed to work flawlessly!" Is all she manages to say before you dislodge her spine, her head turning violently sideways with a sickening snap, and she falls limp to the floor.
>A coat is on a hanger, and it looks specifically made for... that... sentient pony thing. A note is sticking out. You look at it. "Number Seventy-Eight".
>Who are you? Why can't you remember anything?
>You decide to find your clothes and venture outside after cleaning yourself up, greeted by the warm sun, finding yourself outside of a bakery. So the girl baked, huh...
>-GOOD END- |
