Choose your own Adventure Story

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“I would like detail on the mission and the targets, if you don't mind?” You asked, glaring down at the foul brown table next to you.

The delegate smirked, his lips curled. “Huh? Guess I wasn’t mistaken? Smart guy.” Clapping his hooves together, a stallion in the background trotted towards his leader and gave him a yellow folder. The delegate opened the yellow parchment and produced two photos. He gently passed said photos in your direction.

You took the photos and placed them in front of you to examine thoroughly. The first photo showed a mustard colored mare with a gray mane and velvet red eyes. She wore a safari hat and shirt. The pose she undertook was that of confidence and pride. The second photo showed a deep brown stallion with a black mane and bright blue eyes. He wore a dark gray hoodie that covered most of his upper body and a silver beaded necklace wrapped around his neck with two metal plates hanging from the bottom. His pose showed formes of hardship. Both ponies were pegasi.

“These are the ponies you want taken care of?” You ask to confirm his request.

“Yep. There in Diners Dine right now chatting up a storm!”

“What are their names?” You look down at photos and notice written text pressed into the metal that hung from the brown stallion's neck, though the picture was unable to take a clear shot of what the exact words were.

The delegate pushed himself away from his office desk and trotted towards the wall where a wanted sign of the brown stallion, one of the targets, was pinned. Below his picture was a mess of crimes the stallion committed. Assault, arson, theft, burglary, and 32 more crimes that even surpass your own and below that was a price.

200,000 bits...

“One of them…” He nodded at the wanted poster. “Has a reputation, as you could tell” He chuckled. “His name is Coyote Scavenger, ever since he showed up things have been much harder to get by”

“And the other”

“Daring do!” He quickly replied with venom in the name. “She's our boss’s problem!" He turned around to face you before slamming a hoof on the table. "She's been our problem ever since the beginning! Listen, I don't care who you kill at this point I just want you to make sure that one of them ain’t alive when this is done. You hear me!”

You push yourself away from the table and walk out of the overcrowded carriage without another word. Celestia’s sun quickly hit your coat, a gentle warm feeling following minuets later. You walk down the streets of the gray town and soon after encounter your designated area. You approach the old looking building and stare at the sign above it.

‘Diners Dine’ the wood sign read.

The logo had a soup bowl with a small flower in it. You walk up to the front door of the restaurant and stand next to the entryway, ready to confirm your mission and take on the task you were assigned to.

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