From c35b86c126381d7486bd9112be384bdc61dc2256 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Alexander Yakovlev Date: Thu, 25 Nov 2021 01:11:04 +0700 Subject: [PATCH] more --- game/game.ink | 118 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++-------- 1 file changed, 99 insertions(+), 19 deletions(-) diff --git a/game/game.ink b/game/game.ink index 56a97be..a975665 100644 --- a/game/game.ink +++ b/game/game.ink @@ -1,5 +1,7 @@ // She's a Ghoul of Toreador clan with one point in Celerity and three points in True Faith. +// black vampire hunter Sailor Moon + VAR showed_mace = false VAR preparedness = 0 @@ -128,7 +130,7 @@ And you're off to see… some sad old guys loudly arguing about their cars. You * [ (Follow the scent.)] You can't track it, you just know it's near. -> choices -* [ Tap one of the guys on a shoulder.] Excuse me— +* [ Tap one of the guys on a shoulder.] Excuse me– Get lost, kid. -> choices * -> start4 @@ -137,12 +139,11 @@ And you're off to see… some sad old guys loudly arguing about their cars. You You wander around. Why did He send you here? -There's a crowd now, and a guy shouts from inside: +There's a crowd now, and you see a tall guy in a motorcycle helmet shouting, his voice loud and clear: To the end of this street and back here! Go! -The feeling of wrongness rises in you. The lot is filled with roar of the cars speeding away. -The crowd cheers. +The feeling of wrongness rises in you. The lot is filled with roar of the cars speeding away. The crowd cheers. You see a figure across the street jumping four stories right on top of an office building. This is your target. @@ -167,7 +168,7 @@ You hit the wall with the pommel. The sturdy wings leave a nice impression in th It's a quick climb to the roof. And here's your guy. He's hunched over a body of some old man, you hear the slurping sounds, he's still drinking blood from the body. -That's good, that means the victim is still alive and you got here on time. +<> That's good, that means the victim is still alive and you got here on time. * [Pose and start a full speech] @@ -183,7 +184,7 @@ Then you pose with the mace. Now you feel truly confident. And you get a heavy fist to the stomach. You lower your hands, snagging the mace on his hand – he screetches and jumps back. He screams, and I have to paraphrase everything except the pronouns here: -Who the hell are you, crazy woman grabbing my precious flesh with her dirty hot hands? +<> Who the hell are you, crazy woman grabbing my precious flesh with her dirty hot hands? -> explain @@ -200,23 +201,94 @@ The attack throws him off the victim, but then he just shrugs and starts to stan = explain - * * Explain what he's doing is wrong - ->explain - * * Explain you don't want him anywhere near the city - ->explain - * * Explain your Lord wants him out - ->explain + * * [Explain what he's doing is wrong] + You're killing this man. Leave and never try this again. + + He's not a man, he's a snack. They don't sell this kind on gas stations. + + Barbarian. + + You're the second course if you take a step further. + + -> attack + + * * [Explain your Lord wants him out] + My Lord called for me. I will not stop until you leave this city. + + Your Lord does not own me, little lap dog. He and his clan and the friends of his clan are dirty greedy hoarders, and you are his walking spare snack. + + -> attack = attack - * * Try to push him to the end of the roof - -> attack - * * Jump straight over him - -> attack + * * [Push him to the end of the roof] + + // -> attack + * * [Jump straight over him] + Suddenly you jump high and land behind him. It's a perfect opening for a slam to his back. + + (crack.) Aaaargh! + + He screams in agony. You cut his jacket and shirt, and his back is smoking. You raise the hand to hit again, but he dodges and trips your leg. + + Stupid useless human. + + He takes you by the leg and pulls you to the end of the roof. + + * * * [Kick] + -> dangling + * * * [Scream] + -> dangling + * * * [Cut him] + -> dangling + * * [ Climb down] You think about climbing back down the wall, just to meet him on a safe ground. Not your best idea. -> attack +=== dangling === +You try to stand, to kick, to cut his hand, but he's too strong, does not even acknowledge your kicks and you're lying on your back, completely defenseless. + +And now you're dangling upside down four stories up, flailing your limbs like a scarecrow. He laughs. + +I wonder if I can time it to the streetracers when they race back? Oh well. + +And now you're falling. + +* [Close your eyes] +You are not ready for this. + +You feel the wind wooshing past, and then something hoists you up and pulls to the side. You open the eyes to see the dirty asphalt. +-> dangling2 +* [Embrace the earth] +Not how you've imagined it, but your life didn't provide you with the best choices. + +You feel the wind wooshing past, and then something black appears from below, lifts you and pulls to the side. And all you can see is dirty asphalt. +->dangling2 + +=== dangling2 === +You slowly stand up to see a tall gangly man in motorcycle helmet. He was with the streetracers before, wasn't he? + +Apologies for this rough jump. Are you okay, miss? + +His voice is very different now; it's coming quietly from inside the helmet, and he has a strange accent. You can see your reflection in the black helmet - plain awful. + +* Better than I could be, and I'm grateful for that. But who are you? + +Just a friend. I expected your patron, though. If you see him, tell Jim wanted makeup again. + +* * Is it a rare makeup?[] +-> dangling3 +* * He doesn't sell makeup. +-> dangling3 + +=== dangling3 === +No, he just knows people who can really work it. I have a sensitive skin. + +* [(Nod and smile.)] + +I must retreat, the young man who did this to you shouldn't see me here. + === battleends === Clap. Clap. Clap. @@ -224,6 +296,8 @@ Oh shit, it's Him. He was here and He watched. Drat. Thou art the most gracious person, dear. +He glides to you, his walk even and perfect as always. It's an old ritual. You kneel. + * [State your pride] I am proud to be the best, my lord. This man won't try this again. -> battleends2 * [State your mission] @@ -241,11 +315,17 @@ He throws you something small and you greedily catch it. Your fingers trace his I'm sure the city will be safe tonight. -You skip on the way out, throwing a last glance at the scene. He's hunched above the unconscious girl. You know she will be fine, now that your lord is here. +You're still kneeling before him. He extends his hand and touches your chin. -And you spend the night sleeping with his locket, tight in your arms. +* [Drink and get out] -

THE END

+ His palm is bleeding; you lap at his blood, trying not to spill a drop on your clothes. + + You skip on the way out, throwing a last glance at the scene. He's hunched above the unconscious girl. You know she will be fine, now that your lord is here. + + And you spend the night sleeping with his locket, tight in your arms. + +

THE END

// You can outrun and jump over anyone, even in your puffy skirts. (He's obsessed with nice clothing, and honestly you caught a bit of this too. You can't go out in anything drab.)