Author Topic: Vice  (Read 3130 times)

Wait for guards to talk to you again

As you finish the rice, you hear an elderly man's voice.

"You go by Tomi, correct?"

(Engage in dialogue)
« Last Edit: May 06, 2015, 07:26:59 PM by SWAT One »

"Tommy Vercetti, actually."

"Ah, I see, so you are from Rivus.  That makes things a whole lot easier."

You hear the captain approach you from behind and put a knife to your throat.
"Tell us what you know!  Where did you come from?!  Why are you here?!" the captain barks over your shoulder.

"How did you manage to live through the extermination?!"

"I-I don't know. I don't remember anything!"

"It's been 118 years since the Neravid War when all of you accursed witches and warlocks were exterminated and promptly sent to hell.  AND YET YOU ARE IN YOUR YOUTH?!  Captain, tie him up."

The interrogators will probably think we're playing dumb and faking it, but its worth a try to see if we'll get any exposition.

"Whats the Neravid War?"

The interrogators will probably think we're playing dumb and faking it, but its worth a try to see if we'll get any exposition.

"Whats the Neravid War?"

"You're kidding, right?"

"No, I seriously don't remember anything."


"No, I seriously don't remember anything."
"Alright then, fine.  Perhaps some more time in the stony lonesome will do you some good.  No meals until he talks."
You are yanked up out of your seat, stood up, and kicked by one of the guards into the hall leading back to the cell, also knocking you down a small flight of stairs.
"Get up, filth."

Get up and let the guards escort you back into your cell. Fighting will only earn a swift death at this stage.

Get up and let the guards escort you back into your cell. Fighting will only earn a swift death at this stage.
You get up and start walking, although they kick you in the rear, knocking you over again.  Well, they just seem to be starfishs about it then.

You get to your cell, where they slam the door and lock it, and then begin walking away back down the hall.

You peep at your knees through the bottom of your helmet/mask.  They're all cut up, and you're bleeding.

???: "Tough first day?"  It's the prisoner from across the hall.
???: "Name's Bahadur.  Yours?"

"Tommy Vercetti. Why?"

"Tommy Vercetti. Why?"
Bahadur:  "That's a strange name.  I was a slave once, that is, 'til they caught me pilfrin' some jewlry.  Now I'm here.  Anyways, what you in for?  Musta' been serious for them ta hafta beat ya like that."