#multiending

[0enoth]

0enoth returns for the 32492384th time

Hello, yet again me, 0enoth answering some questions someone might have 👽.

Q: What even is a s0lavita and who even are you?

A: I'm the developer of s0lavita, it's a mainly surrealist and horror-ish & psychological rpg where you play as a (doomed) protagonist that meets wacky and weird people, such as "Chrom" "0enoth" "Vita".

You're introduced to Mors as a new caretaker, an observer of sorts, to be entretained by everything that happens. Mors will gladly tell you about herself.

She lives in an apartment complex with past hers' and people of paralel universes, they all have resorted to sell microplastics and computer parts to make a living, will Mors succumb too? Mors will show you around her art gallery, from there, you'll meet the in-game oenoth (that for some very normal reason and no hidden lore that you'll have to discover and put together) that for some reason you're very eager to meet, maybe you have unfinished business with them. Maybe not. Maybe you'll unlock hidden endings. Ah, after that, you'll play as "Chrom" and decide if to save her or not.

from there,you'll have different choices on what to do, that leading to different multiendings, including hints for the hidden ones.

(Keep reading if you're interested 👽 vorp!)

(Askbox open)

Q: Who is who?

Depending on the player's (YOU!!!!!) decided route, Chrom will grow fond of Mors, or not.

A: Chrom is a pale woman with a hairbun. She's a scientist that has an interest for the sideeffects of sickness and experimenting on people. She is almost always in her home, she isn't fond of going out unless is utterly necessary.

0enoth is a phyisically androgynous male-ish humanoid creature that has half body missing and a "core" in the middle of their chest (s0lavita lore stuff). He tends to be always putting on a smiling persona, he's also Mors' friend and probably Vita's sworn enemy.

There's two more hidden character, one is from a future game, prequel to S0lavita.

I cannot describe who "Vita" is, it's major spoilers lol.

Q: Is there any sensitive imagery or topics?

A: There's only blood, body horror (Oenoth's lower body basically) for imagery, as for topics:

Suicide

Cannibalism (slightly discussed/metioned)

Attempted murder/ murder

Stabbing ⤴

Body horror (flesh lower body)

Blood

[doeythedoughman]

TRANS GAY OLD MAN?!?!??!!?!,!&#^#>#^#>÷^38

Ehm uhm tell me all about him <- is fuckinf normal about old trans gay guys

oh I wish tumblr actually notified me on asks <3

Eric is a character from a game project I'm building on with awful-roffle (cannot tell if tumblr is trying to tag or not so i'm leaving this alone), still in the concept stage. I have one (1) whole doodle with Eric and it's uh

A silly one, but it was silly for the discord emojis. He's the lower person. Readmore time while i pop

So TLDR Eric is an NPC found in Hogsfeet, a side town that will be found in the northern regions of the map in Burning Memories (which is like. Quebec. it's just quebec city and a good chunk of the surrounding region. future post apoc but things HAVE been healing). He, alongside his husband Jeremiah, are the most important NPCs in the town, with multiple quests that involve them, and interactions with the main story line.

Jeremiah is the main construction man in this town, inspired by this is a wall. (He sounds like that) He is incredibly clumsy and falls through rotted wood consistently. Jeremiah thinks his husband is the best thing since sliced bread. Eric thinks the same of Jeremiah.

Eric's silliest fact is that his inspiration was a video of a video set Sesamerot. This one was a core specifically. (he also sounds like that) He still does that. This is not something joked about in setting, and it's treated with respect. Usually, it's a good read on people and situations. Traveler's questions for it are correct EXCEPT on "how will (major plot) situation go. Due to the multiending nature, it either remains vague, but has some sort of direction based on actions.

Eric is a biological grandfather. His children and grandchildren are all grown, but they all moved out of the region. I don't think he ever got top surgery? Maybe? Gonna have to confirm that

Eric's introductory questline is a murder mystery type deal the second you step foot in Hogsfeet. Someone died, yes, but the thing is that it was a week ago and they only found the body shortly before the protagonist, the Traveler, walks in. Eric is the grounding point for this quest, being the major one you return to. There are about 30 other people in this little town, and it ends up being (expunged). They're grateful for your help, and you get more small interactions with them.

Some interactions include

Eric playing his guitar, some country songs

Jeremiah "playing" Eric's guitar in a "seranade" to make Eric laugh

"The coot got stuck somewhere again, could you go fetch him for dinner, Traveler?" - Eric

"Do me a favor, would you? I want to surprise Eric with some (_____) for dinner this week, but I don't have time to go to Dawnberry. Could you? Thanks."

IF you recruit the Hunter(rhys) as a companion, you have THREE old man hanging out. When in Hogsfeet, the hunter will go hang out with Eric, and you have to pick him up before you leave if you want him with you.

IF you go through a plot line with our zoologist and chef, you have a total of FIVE old men hanging out in different areas.

Other! Things, this is all conceptual but you can probably find them in the other towns sometimes <3

Eric is also major in a questline that only happens if the Traveler picks up quests left right and center and rarely does them OR keeps getting worse endings. A key instigator is a situation that happens in town, where Jeremiah fell into a basement of a house he was working in while talking to traveler, investigating a water leak. The basement is full to the point he's treading water, and is like "AH! THERE IS A GAS LEAK! Toss me a light, will you?", and if you throw a match, candle, or shoot your gun it ignites, but he doesn't die. Leaving him in there for too long means he gets out eventually. They're both mad after that. At a certain point, Eric and Jeremiah decide that it's doing more harm than good. They, while neither jumps to do violence normally, will try and get rid of traveler. Just getting them out of the area or killing them, whatever comes first.

Eric was also there for the founding of this little town, we had a dialogue joke about it that probably would be the response.

Traveler: "Hey, why is this town called Hogsfeet?" jeremiah: Y'know, I don't actually know- eric: If I remember correctly there were severed hog feet at the site. Not just one or two. A huge pile. Yep. Traveler: What jeremiah: There were what

He, one of few major NPCS, refuses to address the traveler by their name. Sticking to traveler for any interaction. However, if the game was to be voiced, yk, he'd be one of few who addresses the traveler with any sort of name placement. Funny how that works.

Jeremiah: hey (NAME)! Kid! Hey! Traveler: :D Eric: hey traveler Jeremiah: say the kid's name, you bugger. Gender euphoria and all Eric: Eric: hey them Traveler: :3

tldr think about that one hick great uncle and put him in canada n give him top scars and that's Eric my best friend Eric

EDIT. i think he had top surgery?? we are discussing..

[sillymeter]

oh my god thats so cool?? captures the game's concept perfectly i love multiending kind of stuff and i wish it was explored more in films

its literally awesome more movies should do this

[volcicrystaljewelcase]

multiending - Express128

[imagine-lcorp]

Between Two Lungs (One Shot)

A/N: Hello dears, so here it is the infamous fic I’ve been writing. I really hope this fullfils my dream of crushing your hearts once again and that you have a fun time agonizing over this final choice. Because yes, I’ve made this a multiending fic...As always, remember to tell me what you think, is it something you want me to keep doing for other fics? Also, how did you feel after this? pls let me know. Also i made this PLAYLIST if you want to add some feeling to this while reading... Enjoy! 

Lena Luthor x R/Hanahaki AU//Word Count: 3,464

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It is possible to die of a broken heart.

You look it up somewhere in the internet. It's similar to a heart attack, caused by a very strong and emotionally stressful event. The death of a loved one, a breakup, a betrayal. It's treatable and rarely fatal. Following the recommendations of your doctor, you can make a full recovery within weeks. Still, it is possible to die of it.

You don't have a broken heart. You wish you had one. Because love, the one only you feel, is growing inside of you and it is much worse than that.

Thankfully, compared to others your condition it's not as painful as it could be.

You have heard about people with roses inside them, how their thorns puncture their pharynges with every breath they take. Others don't get flowers. They get apple or cherry trees with their fruits pouring juice inside their lungs and out of their mouths. Some others have pines and spruces, with cones constricting their organs and rib-cages until they bones break.

So you look at the small white petal that lays in your hand and think that, in your case, it is something almost magnanimous.

Plumerias have no thorns and, even though some can be a bit thick, their branches are soft enough to bend around your heart and lungs without much trouble. Their petals, small and delicate, rise easily up your throat without lacerating it in a coughing fit.

Maybe, you want to think in a very optimist way, if you can keep that love from growing further, you won't have to suffer through it.

Maybe.

So you prescribe for your own heart solitude and abstinence.

The first one is the easiest.

You tell your friends you are sick and need some time to recover. Most of them get worried as they don't know yet what illness has fallen upon you in these troublesome times.

"You know, If you wanted, I could get you a full medical examination." Alex offers with a raised eyebrow, giving you the look of the always concerned big sister.

"Thanks, but it's alright." You assure them with a smile. "I was thinking about spending some time at home anyway."

After a lot of questions you manage to dodge in the end, they decide there's no reason to doubt your intentions. So they leave you to your own devices.

Homemade remedies, or herbicides depending on who you ask, seem to help as you spend your days at home. Drinking some salt water with lemon in the morning, or a couple of vinegar tablespoons in a cup of tea before going to bed. They don't taste that bad once you get used to the flavor and these help you ease the new bitterness that you taste in the back of your throat.

The second is a bit harder.

You have to stop yourself from dreaming her, thinking her, missing her.

She has texted you a few times already, wanting to know how you're doing and offering her help if you don't feel like you're doing okay on your own. You handle it as best as you can. You text back, consistently enough and with measured time and words, so you don't raise any red flags. When you don't seem to answer she calls, but just thinking about hearing her voice makes your chest hurt a little.

You never answer. She doesn't try to call again. You spit your first handful of flowers after that.

It's all fine, you lie to yourself, at least until the pain reaches your insides and white petals come out of you mouth dappled in red.

"You need to tell her." Kara says softly as she pats your back after another coughing fit.

You cover your mouth with your hand, making sure there are no signs of blood or petals as you tight it into a fist. "Tell who what?"

"Tell Lena about the flowers." She sighs when she fells you freeze under her touch. "Sorry. Alex told me if I could get a clear shot at your lungs maybe we could figure out how to help. I didn't expect it to be... well, flowers."

It shouldn't come as a surprise to you but you are still amazed at how easy it is to forget Kara has x-ray vision when she's not wearing her suit. With or without it, she's still the same caring and protective person you have always known. It also explains why she has been so adamant about having lunch together, at least once a week, after your failed attempt at convincing her you were doing well after a month alone. You couldn't expect less from your best friend, you remind yourself as you catch your breath.

"How do you know it's her?" The taste is bitter as you swallow the rest of blood and petals in your mouth.

"It's plumerias, isn't it?" She rubs your back again as you regain you posture. "They are her favorites."

There are a couple of red tainted petals in your palm when you open your hand. "Yeah, they are."  

Kara looks at you and you see something in her you don't think you have ever seen before in the Girl of Steel. But you recognize it, because you feel the same way. Hopeless. Helpless. Powerless.

"(Y/N)." She says like she's already grieving. "It's spreading fast."

The easiest way to get ride of the disease is by removing its seed from your heart, the doctor says. No more than an hour in the operating room and your respiratory system would be as good as new. Common symptoms after the surgery can include aches between your shoulder blades, ribs, back of the neck or chest, weakness and hoarseness in your voice, and, in general, some memory loss and the inability to experiment intense or deep affection towards another person. Most of these stop shortly after you recover, except for the last one.

More experimental methods have been developed with the help of biotherapy. Experts in Japan are said to have reduced the spread of the flowers with other plants like kudzu or barberry, while someone in Europe has been using thrips to eat the plant and control its growth. It's like using maggots to eat your wounds, the doctor explains more enthusiastic than you feel.

You could, of course, try the simplest of things and confess your love.

It only takes to be loved in return for you to heal before any permanent damage is done. The seed that grows in your heart will almost instantly wither, the cough will purge the last of the flowers out of your lungs, and your recovery will last only a couple of weeks. You will breathe again.

But, if your love goes unrequited, you'll reach your fatal end in a matter of days. Doctors will give you a double dose of morphine or induce a coma trying to ease your pain. Flowers, fruits and cones bloom, branches and thorns grow. You convulse and gasp until your last breath when the biggest flowers come out of your mouth. All until your thorax is transformed, beautifully and violently, into a garden of flesh and blood.

Anyone who has seen it happen will tell you, how shocking it is to witness such a thing.

Whatever the case, this only serves to confirm what you already know. You can't be optimistic anymore.

You're dying and you will die, soon with flowers in your lungs or after many years with a loveless heart. Because this life and death of yours, you think, cannot be, shall not be, decided by a coin in the air.

And yet.

"It's flowers...in my lungs." You can almost tell which direction the flower stalks take inside your chest as the words form in your mouth.

"Oh." Lena says as she starts to fidget with her hands.

The anger, that had been growing inside her after weeks of vague replies and evasions, vanishes in her eyes the moment she understands what you're going through.

"Have you...talked to the other person?"

"No, not really. Not yet." You try not to lose your composure as you feel the flowers threatening to rise up your throat.  

"Will you?" She asks.

You take a deep breath, feeling the gravity pull your already heavy heart down. "It's plumerias."

"Plumerias?" You can see the moment it dawns on Lena, and the look she gives you makes you wish again you could die of a broken heart instead.

"Miss Luthor, I'm sorry but the board meeting will start shortly."    

Jess opens the door a second later and it gives you time to look at the other side and place your hand in your chest. As if that could possibly stop your heart and lungs from collapsing.

"Thank you, Jess. I'll be there." Lena dismisses her with a nod and looks again at you.

She doesn't say anything else and you feel a coughing fit building in your lungs. Stronger than you have ever felt it.

"(Y/N)!" She leaves her chair, running towards you.

You cover your mouth as your chest feels like a boxer is using it as a punching bag. I doesn't feel like it will end quick and when it finally does the only thing that remains is pain.

You thank the chair that holds you in place as you catch your breath.  

"I'm fine. It's fine." You don't want her to see it, but she manages to catch a glimpse of the bloody petals that cover your palm once you recover.

"No, it's not, (Y/N). You're dying and I-"

"It's not your fault." You cut her off, shaking your head and taking a little napkin from you pocket to clean yourself as best as you can.

The death, the break, the betrayal. You feel it all as worry and pity finally merge in her eyes. There's also guilt when she looks at you. It is there along with everything else she doesn't feel for you. So you don't want an apology, especially not from her, especially not like this.  

"You're my friend and I just- I wanted you to know. I got my surgery already programmed."

"Surgery?" You watch her draw back a bit in surprise.

"I'll be fine." You lie again.

"(Y/N), I-"                            

"Miss Luthor, the board-"

"I know!" Lena snaps and, when she realizes the magnitude of her reaction, she retracts, taking a deep breath for herself before answering. "Sorry, yes. Do you think you could hold it for a minute?"

"You should go." You say with a small voice before any of them can say more. "The meeting, sounds important."

"(Y/N)..." The way she pronounces your name makes you want to be over with this already. You just can't stand it anymore.

"We'll talk later." You say. "We got time."

She wants to argue, you know, but you won't, can't, do it. Still, you pull a little smile for her.

"We'll talk later." She replies with a nod.

There will be time for another conversation. There will be time. There will be time. There will be time. You repeat it like a mantra to help you carry yourself out of her office.

Everything else after that passes like a blur.

You know you reach the front door of the building, with the voice of the receptionist behind your back offering to call for help. You stumble on the sidewalk trying to hold onto light poles and signposts to keep yourself from falling. You clutch your hand in your chest as the pain reaches its peak. Flowers come pouring out of your mouth and you gasp for air as you finally fall.

You're delirious by the time you land on the hospital bed.

Many faces come and go then, doctors, nurses, friends, ghosts, both the living and the death. The only constants are your dying gasps and the painful beating of your heart until the morphine does its work. It helps you see, with certain clarity the only face that can make a difference.

"You listen to me, alright? I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier." You open your heavy lids at the sound of her voice, and you see those emerald eyes for what could be the last time. "I love you, (Y/N), please, I love you."

You hear her words, or you don't, or it is simply to late to care anymore. The coin is in the air and there's no more time.

***

☞ You let yourself drift into darkness as the plumerias are pulled to a better light. The garden is gone and what is left behind is only an empty carcass. You cannot stand the emptiness and your heart does what it should have done from the beginning. It breaks and breaks and breaks...

***

☞ Your mind tries to grasp her words but you find your heart too weak to keep a hold of them. So you let them pass through like a shadow. No need for them anymore as the anesthesia and the scalpel give you a break from all this suffering. There will be no flowers and it is, truly, not as bad as it could be...

***

☞ Her words suddenly hit you in their full meaning and your mind does its best to keep and save them into your heart. Even through branches and petals, it has the effect of an echo chamber, repeating those words like a healing prayer. I love you. I love you. I love you...

[cobble-stone]

COOOOBBAAAALLLTTTT

imagine I have just fallen from the sky

NOW

Another adorable game, soso cute, is First Kiss at a Spooky Soiree by nomnomnami, also on the playstore and itch.io!! You play as a witch named Marzipan, who has made it her goal to get a single kiss at a party! It's multiending, and the gameplay is relatively straightforward, but it is super cute

ROOOOOO are you okay that looked like a rough landing- oh okay you’re good and Oooo i will be playing that game when i get a moment! will let you know how it goes!

[desfunk]

Haven't been super arty lately. Lots of shit going on. But after playing this gem of a game, I just needed to do something for it. Oxenfree had me hooked from beginning until end. And even though it's a multiending affair. I'm quite glad with the outcome I got! (Though after doing some research, there's one more thing I'd LOVE to go back and do)

[boolnet-blog]

「おもしろダークネスvol.12」

ポエムコアのオリジネーターBOOLの提唱する新概念「おもしろ」＋「ダークネス」＝「おもしろダークネス」を実体化したパーティー12弾！レギュラー陣に加え イギリス・ロンドンを活動拠点とするロック・バンドBo NingenのベースボーカルTaigen Kawabeと食品まつりによる��ニットKISEKI、都内を中心に活動するＤＪ・ターンテーブリストDJ MEMAI、 「ノスタルジックサウンドを届けるガールズユニット」ブルートリップ.をゲストに迎えて開催します。

「おもしろダークネスvol.12 」 2017 3/12(SUN.) open/start 17:00-22:00 @西麻布BULLET’S 2000yen（1drink付き）

LIVE/DJ:

BOOL

KISEKI(Taigen Kawabe(Bo Ningen)+食品まつり)

DJ MEMAI   ブルートリップ. HiBiKi MaMeShiBa em 晴太郎 Hyuga Daichi Takuya Nishiyama　

■BOOL■

ポエムコアのオリジネーター ポエムコア専門ネットレーベルPOEM CORE TOKYO主宰 Virgin Babylon Records所属 西麻布BULLET’Sにてオーガナイズするパーティー『おもしろダークネス』 を隔月開催

■KISEKI(Taigen Kawabe(Bo Ningen)+食品まつり)■

ロンドンを拠点とする4 人組サイケデリックロックバンド"Bo Ningen"の ベースボーカルTaigen Kawabe(MC, track)と、名古屋産まれの奇才トラックメイカー"食品まつり"(MC, track)による、���いに世界とジャンルの壁を越えて様々なシーンに出没する二人による新プロジェクト。TaigenがベルリンにてMouse On Marsとのコラボ中、メンバーのAndyがJap jukeコンピを車内で爆音でかけた瞬間に波形上での出会いを果たす。後日Twitterでのナンパを経て、Physicalでも会った瞬間に意気投合。ヒューマンエラーによるアナログなグリッチや、本当の意味でのプリミティブなダンスミュージックを求めて活動開始。本人達でさえ予想できない奇跡をあなたの街にもお届けします。

■DJ MEMAI■

都内を中心に活動するＤＪ・ターンテーブリスト。ソロでのDJパフォーマンス以外にも、様々なミュージシャンとのセッションを得意とする。過去の共演アーティストは、L?K?O/伊東篤宏(Optrum)/美川俊治(非常階段)/柴田一郎(ゆらゆら帝国)/doravideo/広瀬淳二/佐藤正治(ヒカシュー)等。 エフェクターやスクラッチ、さらにはフィードバックノイズまでをも操り、強烈な音像空間を作り出す。他に類を見ない独自の世界感を構築するそのスタイルは見るものを魅了する。バンド「Fallopian Disco Force」やHIKO(GAUZE)とのS/G/A/Vなどでの活動も行っている。現在の東京アンダーグラウンドシーン最注目の特殊DJ。

■ブルートリップ.■

南中菜友（みなみなか なゆ）西ひなた（にし ひなた）の２人による、ノスタルジックサ

ウンドを届けるガールズユニット。アイドル戦国時代といわれる今、今に媚びないアイド ルを目指す。楽曲は「平成生まれの���和歌謡アイドル」 町あかりから提供されている ものが多い。

■HiBiKi MaMeShiBa (GORGE.IN / CLIFFHANGER MUSICK LABORATORY)■

DJ / Producer / MC Catchyシリーズなどコンセプチュアルなミックス作品を多数リリース。 複数の変名にて制作/リミックスも行う。 OL KillerメンバーとしてTAICOCLUBやモテキナイト4などに出演。 脱退後、ゴルジェDJとして『FREEDOMMUNE 0 ZERO ONE THOUSAND 2013』や『HOUSE OF LIQUIDOMMUNE JUKE vs GORGE 2013­2014』『GORGE I/O ROPPONGI “ROPPONGORGE” 20140301』など多数のイベント/ストリーミング・プログラムに出演。 “世界に誇れる日本のミュージシャンを紹介する音楽番組"『MUSICSHARE』(2015.4.28)出演。 ミクスチャー・イベント・シリーズ『色々あって…』『秘宝館』『激遅ナイト』や、ポエムコア総本山イベント『おもしろダークネス』@西麻布Bullet'sにレギュラー出演中。 『ゴルジェ予備校』@西麻布Bullet's主催。 公開生放送プログラム”dublab.jp HiBiKi MaMeShiBa’s Gorge Yourself!“ @幡ヶ谷FORESTLIMITにMC/DJで出演中。 エピック・イベント『DIE HARD』@幡ヶ谷FORESTLIMITにレギュラー出演中。 作家/タレント志茂田景樹氏とのゴルラップ・デュオとしても活動中。 ‘15年 Color Me Blood Blackと共同でレーベルCLIFFHANGER MUSICK LABORATORYを設立。 現在1st.アルバムを制作中。 twitter: @hi_mame Mix:https://soundcloud.com/hibiki-mameshiba http://gorge.in contact: mameshibahibiki@gmail.com http://gorge.in/bootists/hibiki-mameshiba/

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WARP Recordsを軸にオルタナティヴミュージックを集めるパーティ「MEOW!!!」元主宰。 COM.A、Joseph Nothing 、Milch of Source 、L?K?O、Yaporigami、Limited Toss等をゲストに迎えたり、お忍びでCeephax Acid Crewが遊びに��るなど何かと爪痕を残すパーティをやってます。 PlaidやSurgeonの出演パーティでサブフロアを運営したりもしてました。 Luke Vibert、DMX Krewなど愛してやまないアーティストの前座を務めたりも。 2015年には国内ブレイクコアアーティストの集まる「YabaiKore! リリースパーティ」で運営スタッフ、特典のメガMIXと双六を作ったりもしてました。 https://www.mixcloud.com/em_meow_303/

■晴太郎［ex.NATURE DANGER GANG/BULLET’S］■

東京都港区出身。元落語家。 立川流を退いた直後からパンクラップレイブバンドNDGへ加入。メインヴォーカルを担当する傍ら、ライブで一席設けるなど独自に落語やDJの活動も始め、新作落語(NDG野村脚本)も演るようになる。 2017年1/1で活動休止となったNDGだが、これからも落語やソロ活動は続きます！ ▽ NDGとしては、りんご音楽祭、夏の魔物、ボロフェスタ、OUTLOOK FESTIVAL@AGEHAや、新宿LOFTを中心に渋谷WWW、恵比寿LIQUID ROOM、福岡、台湾、沖縄etc…の遠征も多数、幅広く活動し、今年は渋谷ASIA、代官山UNITにて自主企画も開催。 春〜スタッフとして加わったブレッツではBOOL主催の【おもしろダークネス】__奇数月第2(日)__やBULLET'S主催【秘宝館】にてポエムコア落語〜古典までを、今年2/25にはDOMMUNEのポエムコア特集【OMOSHIRO DARKNESS】でもポエムコア落語を披露し衝撃と反響を呼ぶ。 5/21には劇場版「テレクラキャノンボール2013」のHMJMが企画・制作・配給する、 Have a Nice Day!、NATURE DANGER GANG、おやすみホログラムの3組の活動を追ったドキュメンタリー映画『モッシュピット』が公開された。 ▽ 自らの行き場を模索しながら湧き上がる欲望を満たす為、挑戦の幅を広げている。俺これでいいのかな？なんて思う。でも、立ち止まるな迷うなら動け、選ぶ道の正解は生きることが証明してくれる！��� ▽ ▽ 晴太郎ツイッター https://twitter.com/punkYusyaou ▽ lute/サイケデリック落語"ホルモン" ▽ lute/晴太郎ソロ曲"マッスルステップ" ▽ ポエムコア落語〜NDG🤑LIVE 『超闇祭』@LOFT

■Hyuga Daichi(731records)■

初期warp recordsのAIシリーズとlo-fi,chill-out,bedroomといったキーワードを元に、ゆったりとした音楽を制作、liveやDJを行う。 release info: multiending - give me for you http://731records.info/releaseSite/731R16/731R16.html

hyuga daichi - open secret http://731records.info/releaseSite/731R14/731R14.html

■Takuya Nishiyama (Cliffhanger Musick Laboratory)■

日本でもっとも人口が少なく、市の数ももっとも少なく、「砂丘シリーズ」で知られる偉大な写真家、植田正治を輩出した、山陰地方に位置する県、鳥取県に生まれる。 植田の生誕101周年目となる2014年、ゴルジェとの精神的邂逅を果たす。 翌2015年、哲学科に進級しDJ活動をスタート。 (ゴルジェ→安部公房『壁』『砂の女』→ハイデッガー「存在の問い(die Seinsfrage)」) 同年末、ゴルジェ予備校に入学。瞬く間に頭角を現し、レジデント受講生に就任。 Cliffhanger Musick Laboratory presents. “Die Hard"レジデントDJ ラジオプログラム『dublab.jp HiBiKi MaMeShiBaのGorge Yourself』アシスタントDJ

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MAJOR SOLAVITA UPDATE

hello!!!!!!!!!!

solavita is about 75% done already, it's a multiending game :^)

I've added:

More endings (lol) (2 special endings!)

Password-locked doors/stuff

More dialogues

More lore

Double-meaning phrases related with the lore

More art!

More sprites!

Kind of deepend the different personalities of the characters

Thins i've updated:

Dialouges

Art

scenes

my tumblr & itch.io pfp (lol)

bugs!

Lately i've been listening to a lot of YLHCSD