#post-apocalyptic wip

[screwpinecaprice]

Oh oof I slipped and hit them with dark and serious beam. 😣

[inafieldofdaisies]

28 Years Later (2025) | Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Jamie

In 28 days it began. In 28 weeks it spread. In 28 years it evolved.

[fir-fireweed]

STORY UPDATE! CHAPTER 11 IS LIVE!

Happy Veterans Day and Remembrance Day, everyone! And also happy Chapter 11 day!

Those of you on Robin’s route, enjoy. 😉

Some people mentioned having trouble playing from a previous save when I added chapter 10, so you may have to restart the game with this update, I'm not sure. Apologies if you do.

There are a lot of branches and variables I had to take into account in this chapter. I’ve tried to test as many routes and combinations as possible, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I missed something. Please feel free to report any bugs, screenshots are helpful.

I've been updating monthly but I'm afraid I'll be unable to keep that up. Chapter 12 is a doozy with several branches and variables. I won't be able to finish it by the end of the year as I had planned, especially with the holidays coming up. Rest assured it won't be a huge delay, and I hope this sustains you until then.

Thank you all for your support and encouragement! I can not express enough how much I appreciate it, thank you!

[nightingale-the-lurker]

Hic est nihilum

[DEMO] Last update: 19/04/2024 | [ROMANCE OPTIONS]

SYNOPSIS

Hic est nihilum is a 16+ fantasy story set in a desolate, post-apocalyptic wasteland. Assume the mantle of the Omen, a rebel who endured a harrowing betrayal. Embarking on a perilous journey through the lifeless Abysm, you must rescue your allies from the clutches those who'd sooner see you dead and stop two loving, loathing gods from taking control of your mind.

PLOT

After a lifetime of enduring the Matriarch's iron grip, you dared to defy her tyranny. Empowered by the enigmatic Sud the Time's End, the smiling harbinger of death, you led your forces to reclaim a portion of the desolate, lifeless wastes of the Abysm. Victory seemed within reach, until betrayal shattered your ambitions.

Left for dead in the unforgiving desert, your survival now hinges on an ambiguous mission from your divine benefactor. As you navigate this treacherous path, the fate of your allies hangs in the balance, while the Matriarch's dominion remains unchallenged.

Yet, amidst the chaos, whispers of alternative powers echo through the Abysm, offering salvation at a steep price. Will you bend to the will of fate, or forge your own path to freedom? The choice is yours, but in this land of turmoil, nothing comes without sacrifice.

FEATURES

Play as a male, female, or non-binary character and choose your sexuality.

Customize your appearance and personality.

Decide on your skills, weapon, and fighting style.

Gather a patchwork group to rebel against the Matriarch.

Interact with two gods who want to take you as an ally, servant, and saint: Erichea the Drowned Maiden and Sud the Time's End.

Decide how you'll lead your rebellion: Will you be a ruthless rulebreaker, an idealistic liberator, or a pragmatic diplomat?

Don't lose your mind. Or do.

ROMANCE OPTIONS

Faz Sharaan is a tech expert who mysteriously appeared at your doorstep, offering his expertise. Though invaluable to your cause and a man with a heart of gold, his past remained a tightly guarded secret. It's as if he emerged fully formed from the desert sands.

Yuan Lixue is your steadfast ally and fierce protector. From the outset, she dedicated herself wholeheartedly to your cause, her loyalty to freedom unwavering. Yet, the crucible of battle has left its mark, turning her into a hardened warrior with an appetite for blood.

Rhys Dariann is exactly what he says: A flesh-eating demon. Yet he seamlessly transitions into kind town doctor and devoted chaplain. His reasons for aiding you are veiled in secrecy, but one thing is clear: an old hatred towards the Matriarch fuels his every action.

The Angel is an enigmatic and inhuman celestial being sworn to your cause without explanation. Their price? To never again take a life under your command. You've always wondered, however, if they're fallen from grace or merely overlooked by the gods of the Abysm.

[feralforfrank]

post-apocalyptic au where the 141 knock on your door in the middle of the night and practically beg you to let them stay bc one of them is injured and you only do so bc your dad and price used to be buddies. you're reluctant as fuck since youve been on your own after your dad's death and they can see it clear as day so to win your trust price makes simon and johnny follow you around and really, all was well until the brooding grunting masked fuck that sleeps on your couch and gets bullied by your sheep weasels his way into your life.

[where-is-vivian]

Yellow's chapter 3! woop woop

[zesnax]

Hi everyone,

This is my intro post for my new post-apocalyptic dystopian survival romance, SilverBound. If you enjoy your romance with sci-fi, angst, and a dash of survival suspense, then check out my new interactive fiction novel here!

SilverBound

A Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Survival Romance

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Dome-IV

You were born inside Dome-IV, one of the last remaining strongholds to survive the radioactive fallout that wiped out nearly all life on earth. You scrape by a meager existence, clinging to the threads of what's left of civilization. Food, water, the right to lay with another and reproduce- everything is regulated by The Stratum. As a soldier, your life is simple. You keep the perimeter just outside the dome safe from renegade factions, rogue bandits, and, above all, The Marked Ones- beings that were once human, now changed by the radioactive waste. But when The Stratum sends you on a mission to the edge of the earth, right on the fringes of The Wasteland, to make contact with a unit of scavengers they haven't heard from for weeks, what you find there changes everything. What starts as a mystery becomes a fight for survival- and, more importantly, love. SilverBound is a post-apocalyptic dystopian survival romance where every choice the player makes brings them closer to the truth- or death. Play with 5 character stats: hunger, thirst, stamina, body temperature, and radioactivity, each of which must be managed as the player navigates the desolate, unforgiving desert wastelands. Uncover the secrets of Dome-IV in a branching narrative where every choice matters.

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Romance Options

Hayden

The only person in Dome-IV that ever truly held your heart, you thought he was dead. His whole until was decimated in a scavenging trip gone wrong- or at least that's what they told you. But the things we lose to The Wastelands don't always stay buried. Sometimes, instead, they come back changed...He used to say he would die for you. But is he still the same boy that promised you the world?

Prophet

Fifth Templar to The Oracle, Prophet has been tasked with overseeing your mission to The Outpost. The moment you lay eyes on him, you know you're going to hate him. And you do. He's confident, commanding, insufferably self assured, and doesn't shy away from a challenge every time you push back against his orders. In fact, he almost seems to enjoy it. When you two are forced to rely on one another to survive, the flames between you only grow. Still, he’s a Templar. Loyal to the Oracle. Loyal to the Stratum. Can you really trust him?

Zander

Zander is the son of your late Father's best friend. He's never been particularly friendly with you. In fact, he almost seems to avoid you. His coldness towards you stands in sharp contrast to the easy charm he shows everyone else. It’s hard not to take it personally. But his actions are more honest than his words. With enough discernment, you may be able to uncover the truth behind the up-and-coming Scavenger Commander's actions… and why he’s always keeping you at arm’s length.

Jax

Jax has been your best friend for the last ten years. He's always been there for you. He held you together when your father died, and later, when you lost Hayden to The Wastelands. You're used to his casual flirtations by now. And when The Templars made him a breeder, it seemed like a natural fit. But everyone has secrets in Dome-IV. And behind Jax's silver tongue and roguish charm, his weighted gaze hides a truth that's been eating him up inside ever since The Templars assigned him to a role that made the only thing he's ever wanted off limits: you.

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Customize your Character

Choose your character's name, pronouns, hair color, eye color, skin color, and height. The choices you make throughout the game will determine what type of survivor you are and shape your character's personality. Choose to play while pursuing love, or forego romance and focus on carving out your place in Dome-IV and uncovering the secrets hidden in The Wastelands.

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Who will you become in your fight for survival among the desert wastes? And what price will you be willing to pay for the cost of love?

Check out the Demo now!

[shelandsorcery]

still chipping away at that solarpunk crystal island wip - what do YOU think it’s missing?

[cindysimblr]

The outside of the last beachlot is done.

[iamnowhere-if]

I am Now Here // To Nowhere

I am Now Here // To Nowhere is an in-development Sugarcube Twine Interactive Fiction written for the Smoochie Jam 2024.

You are a cowboy in the post-apocalypse, tasked with the important job to deliver the mail across the ice-sheets and endless polar desert of a frozen earth. Following the shortwave radio signals of forgotten towns, and the occasional helpful traveler, you and your partner navigate this wasteland for a hope of humanity at dawn.

Features + Semi-Customizable Player Character; appearance, pronouns, gender, sexuality. Play as a middle-aged person navigating a world you no longer recognise. + A singular, established romantic relationship with your pardner. + A focus on building platonic and professional relationships with others; finding that balance between work and self in a world that no longer has the luxury to separate each. + Name your horse.

Characters

Intros

Davi | Your partner in life and in the wasteland amab . they/he 47 . 5'8" | 173cm

Cinta | A familiar scavenger afab . she/her 52 . 5'9" | 178cm

[bonnibelleangelica]

POV: You’re My Friend and I’m Telling You About My Book (Status Quo)

Okay, so it's about this boy called Phylum. He’s 18 years old and lives in a massive bunker society 200 years after the apocalypse.

You see, the Yellowstone super volcano erupted and the ash was full of a new mineral that would mutate everything that ingested it, essentailly allowing them to evolve however they needed. Humans freaked out and a bunch of them hid underground so they wouldn’t be exposed.

So anyway, 200 years later (like i said), Phylum joins a team of other biologists to go study the surface for one week every month. However, for some reason, everyone on the team hates him. It has nothing to do with the fact that his society has a eugenics classing system that only lets certain people have kids, and of which he is also part of the highest ranking family. Nothing to do with that at all.

It can’t be! This system is great!

Anyway, when he goes up, they ditch him so he’s left to wander around alone. In all his arrogance, he decides to take a sample of a weird plant without gloves one, not knowing it will kill you almost instantly. He goes to touch it, but just at that moment, a weird, loud girl jumps out of the trees and stops him.

Anyway.

Turns out there are humans on the surface and they aren't feral monsters at all. Canopy (the girl) is actually chill as hell and they become great friends. She is obsessed with wildlife and has a journal full of her own research, so she shows Phylum around and does her best to flirt with him at all times. Hes like major league dumb tho, so he just thinks she likes constantly touching him and snuggling up whenever they sit down.

She has empathy tho (crazy i know) so when he tells her about how his society works, she is grossed tf out and it makes him start to think about it. In fact, as time goes on, he realises that he actually hates his life, his manipulative parents and the propaganda he’s been eating up this whole time.

In between all of these surface expeditions, Phylum decides to explore more of the bunker. This is when he meets Ash (Baby!), a little blind, albino girl from the lowest class. And despite never having an education, she uses the vents to listen to the doctorate lectures above her room. Impressed by her database knowledge of the scientfic names for plants and animals shes never seen before, Phylum takes her under his wing in the hopes he can convince the council to make her an exception and move her up the ranks.

This goes as well as you’d expect...

Heres my book @statusquoofficial and here is the concept art for the cover and the official synopsis. Enjoy! Can’t wait for you to read it!

[statusquoofficial]

Canopy Design Update 02.01.25

Okay okay okay, NOW we’re fucking talking.

[inafieldofdaisies]

Earth Abides (2024—) | Season 1, Episode 4 "Predators"

“I like you, Ish. That, I didn't see coming.”

[wild-internet-potatoe]

Ah yes the two genders - homeless man and a butch lesbian

Also known as the first two characters from my book - Gabryś and River. Honestly love how they started turning out. I hope I keep up the strength to finish the other two lmao. They will get a proper reference sheet once I am done with all of them, but if you have any questions about them already I am happy to answer all of them! (The old man is actually a post apocalyptic version of Fantasmagoria's character William (@vesthehexed on twitter). You should go check them out!!

[theeccentricraven]

The 7th Day of Writemas 🛷🦌

Thank you again @agirlandherquill for Writemas!💚🤍❤️ If you don't yet know the rules of this tag game/writing prompt/writing challenge, you can check them out here

For Day 7, I chose the setting prompt - The Dead of Night.

I used this prompt to revise a scene in The Blood Cleaners that takes place in the dead of night. I like showing how Justin uses his blood cleaner powers in the dark.

It was the dead of night. Justin was granted a cerulean and white coat that matched his uniform. He looked over every note and map in his pack. He planned to grab the biodiesel can from the bus stop not far from the train station. No one would see him. The waning gibbous set, leaving a pitch black night sky. It was perfect. Tonight was the night.  The only problem was he wasn’t alone. When Justin arrived at the bus stop, he saw fire pits and smoke rising in the night air, some underneath the elevated tracks, and some built on top of the tracks. Justin wondered how someone got up there before remembering that one of the abandoned stations had a stairwell. The elevated tracks were good shelter for the destitute, the people who didn’t have the skills for any job and had outlived any family who could support them. They were the transient and could call any part of Corpa their home for the night. Now Justin had to figure out how to activate the locomotive without propelling it forward to the unsuspecting night guests.  As he morphed, he picked up on the space between him and the looming tracks in front. Being a liquid gave him virtual night vision. He traveled across the terrain to the rail post right below the locomotive. Justin slithered up the post and over the tracks. He located the back of the engine. There were no cars attached to the engine, making this project a lot easier. Justin returned to human form. He switched on his flashlight and found the tank where he poured down the biodiesel fuel. It was a small amount, but it would do.  Justin heard voices in the distance. He switched the light off. He morphed. Fearing that whoever was watching would spot him in the cabin, Justin carried himself out and down to the tracks. Justin hid under the engine. Justin heard voices, but couldn’t sense the words. Their flashlights illuminated the surfaces of tracks and the locomotive. Whoever they were, Justin worried they would notice the engine’s tank was full and search harder for the intruder.  Justin contemplated how to distract them. He slipped away across the moldy wood, pretending he loved the taste. He contemplated making some noise, but he would have to time it right to escape before they caught up. He detected a tall metal post standing by the tracks. It was a lamppost. He returned to human form where he sat under the lamppost. Justin made out the silhouettes of lifeless lampposts standing still and quiet in the darkness. A lightbulb inside him switched on. Justin reached over to the lamppost. He touched the base and concentrated. Can you hear me? The warmth filled him as the response spoke to him. I hear you well. The night felt less cold as Justin warmed up. He focused on the lamp. Turn the light on.  The lamppost switched on. The light that shone for the first time in decades illuminated the tracks. Justin didn’t have a second to celebrate. He was exposed. He didn’t hesitate for a fraction of a second. He morphed.  Bodies and voices ran in his direction, their footsteps vibrating across the tracks, shaking his liquid body. His liquid body raced along the side of the rail, avoiding the fast steps of the uniformed men and women. It was only as he passed the running bodies that he realized they were not transient residents of the tracks. They were law enforcement. 

Tagging my writer mutuals because I have no money but at least I can give this gift 🎁🎅🤶⛄🎄❄️🍒🌟😇🕯️

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and OPEN

[dysperdis]

I have found you nine times before, maybe ten, and I’ll find you again. I always do.

I posted this WIP last night over on bluesky, but I figure I might as well post it here too. Next step is just more detailing & trying to get the transparency on the background figures to work the way I want...

edit: finished version