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Page 309 — Six Hundred Feet Under

Scrapped line:
DM: Come to think of it, it's just like your arrangement with Spike earlier today, except with more manual labor on your part. And armed guards.

Transcript:

DM: The Diamond Dogs seek to fit you with a rusty harness for a minecart. You’ll mark the dig spots and carry the loot. And the armed guards will still keep an eye on you.
Rarity: At the risk of repeating myself… This security is a little excessive for one captive.
Fido: STOP COMPLAINING!
Rarity: I’m merely making a suggestion…
Spot: How cute! The po-ny slave has a suggestion.
Rover: A silver tongue won’t help you here, po-ny! We know what you are. We take no chances.
Rarity: Wait. You’re… competent? But I thought… The voice…
DM: What’s wrong with my Diamond Dog voices?

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Posted previously at: 2019-08-27T20:06:58