Page 464 - A Tale of Two Parties

Dread is a funny thing. DMs crave the moments where they strike fear into the players’ hearts, hoping that they’ll ultimately enjoy it and it’ll be memorable. But sometimes we forget that the enjoyment of such moments only comes in retrospect - sometimes very much in retrospect, and sometimes not at all.

Rarity: How big are the windows? Have they noticed me yet? What can I hide behind? Are there curtains we can draw?
Applejack: Uh… what?
Rainbow Dash: Seconding that what.
Twilight Sparkle: It’s just a party. What’s the problem?
Rarity: I… I HAVE to go to that party, Twilight. That’s the problem.
Pinkie Pie: Woohoo! Someone else finally gets it! I mean, it’s probably the stuffy kind of garden party, but that doesn’t matter, ‘cuz when you get the urge to party, you HAVE to party! Let’s get in there and–
Rarity: No, nonono! I have to go in alone.
Rainbow Dash: What’s the big friggin’ deal?
Rarity: My character’s future depends on it, in more ways than one. But the DM’s turned it into a social powder keg.
DM: What? C’mon. I didn’t want to leave the others out, and I figured you’d appreciate the challenge.
Rarity: Oh, a challenge like the Diamond Dogs?
DM: Being the social tank is not supposed to be easy!