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Demo - Prologue + Chapter 1 (Part 1+2) - (word count w/ code 12.065)

A self-indulgent interactive fiction

You died in a car accident, congratulations!

Now, it's time to try again in a fantastic setting, but oh wait!

You are a villain!

Good luck!

Synopsis;

As far as you were concerned, you were a normal college student. That was until you died in a car accident.

However, that was not the end of your life as you find yourself in the body of the youngest child of the Duke of North.

That wouldn't have been a problem if the youngest child wasn't a villain of the story.

What will you do now?

Comments and asks are welcome

Characters;

A/N - most of the ROs are undecided

Alaric Solaria - Crown Prince of Solaria/RO

As the oldest son and heir, you would expect him to be a serious type. Instead, he is known for his charming and playful personality. Yet behind all those smiles hides a vicious player in the game of politics and Crown.

Physical description;

Alaric is a tan man with dark brown hair, short and messy, and golden eyes that represent the Imperial family of Solaria. He is a well-built individual, thanks to his constant training with his knights. He is 6.2 in height.

Cornelia Douglas - Saintess/RO

Daughter of Count Douglas, Cornelia is a well loved young woman by both her beloved people and those outside of her close circles.

Once it was said she was a quiet and meek girl, now she is an outspoken and charming lady. The sudden change has not gone unnoticed by masses.

Physical description;

A fair lady with fair skin and bright green eyes. As a lady of a Douglas house, she is born with straight pink hair that goes down her waist.

Simone - White Lilly, Mage of Moon Goddess/RO

Simone is a cold young lady and mage of Moon Goddess. She was once a commoner who joined the Followers of Moon Goddess.

Not much is known about her.

Physical description;

Simone, like many female followers, wears a white or silver veil that covers her face as well as long dresses and white gloves. Her appearance is not known to those who are not close to her.

Karl Blackwell - Spymaster/RO

Karl is Crown Prince’s right-hand man. He is much more mellow than the Crown Prince when it comes to his personality. Quieter and invisible to those outside his close friends.

Physical appearance;

Brown hair and brown eyes, Karl is of an average appearance.

More Characters TBA

Features;

- Choose your gender (male or female), personality and sexuality

- Choose if you will be a knight (type of weapon), mage (type of magic), or a strategist

- Make choices and deal with consequences

- Romance one of the RO's

[inkyrains]

TINY BOOKSHOP demo (2024) dev. Neoludic Games

[doggiewoggiez]

-=NO DOGS UNDER HEAVEN DEMO OUT NOW=-

nunsploitation toxic sister incest yuri <3

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Redo; Rewind Demo Update - Chapter 3

This update adds: Over 140k words (including code)!!

Features:

Go clubbing and run into a very familiar face.

Or, you could head over to the local music festival instead! Why bother tracking down your hitman. Unless...?

Attempt a little breaking and entering, just for fun.

Plant a listening device and hope for the best.

Head home and plan your next steps.

Possibly use your new time travel abilities to fix your mistakes. Or don't. It'll probably be fine.

As you can see, the update is finally here! I'm sorry it took me so long, I really wasn't expecting it to. Alas, writing and coding are rather time consuming. And 100k words is basically a novel's worth.

Despite the word count, if you're only playing one route, it may not take you that long to read. Unfortunately, that is a problem with writing IFs, it feels like a lot when you're writing it but then when you go to play it...

On the plus side, there's many different routes you can try! I'd highly recommend using multiple saves to check out other options.

Regardless, I thank you all for your patience and support, and hope you enjoy it!

[Link] - Demo Update, Available Here!

(Make sure to start with a fresh save to avoid possible bugs caused by the old ones!)

[multiheadcanons]

THE MERCS ACTUALLY WOULD WISH THAT ON THEIR WORST ENEMY

aka: request— the mercs receive an invitiation to their enemy’s funeral

scout: he wakes up one day and checks the mail. didn’t know why he thought to do that today, but it was a good thing. somethings in there for him. from his cousin, no less. weird. he opens it, and sees card stock saying “gather in remembrance for Matthew Hunter Crowsman” matthew…. matthew. that son of a bitch is dead? he is off to a phone. to any phone. begging snipes to take him to the payphone. uses the “i gotta call my ma” excuse because it always works on snipes. when he gets to a phone and makes the call, the second he hears that muffled “hello?” of his cousin through the static he is cackling. “who got the bastard? who ordered the hit??” “oh, you finally get that card i sent ya, jerry?” “received it, read it, laughed. who ordered the hit?” “ma got sick of his shit, man. asked me about a month back, at this point. they found him a couple weeks ago. construction dug the body up.” “you need to dig deeper graves. hey, i know a lady down here, she’s damn good at disposal—” he doesn’t end up going, but he’ll send flowers for the next of kin. matthew hunter crowsman has lived rent free in jeremy willis’ mind since the fourth grade when he killed the goldfish his dad got him at show and tell. it was the only thing he had of the man. well now the fuckers dead. dead by his family’s hands. and he didn’t even have to do it. it’s nice to have a big family sometimes.

soldier: soldier had one woman who could be considered his nemesis, and he found out she died through the obituaries. it was this crotchety old bitch he ran into at the grocery store. she took his favorite box of cereal, the last box of his favorite box of cereal in the only store in town, directly out of his cart. he was not invited to the wake and showed up anyway. looking nice and societally acceptable in his military blues, most family of the deceased asked his relation to the woman. he said he was an enemy. and he’s happy she’s dead. they end up getting him up there for the eulogy. he looks very nice behind a podium, even if he is ranting about a dead woman’s sticky fingers.

pyro: pyro doesn’t have enemies, they don’t know enough people to genuinely not like anyone. but pyro does love a funeral. just shows up to funerals to watch people cry. it’s like a touching film for them. the display of grief born from so much love, so much love never to be seen or felt again… it brings a tear to their eyes. but when that nasty french cigarette addict dies they’re gonna be front row to slam dunk the body into a two foot hole. it’ll be a party for pyro at spy’s funeral.

demo: demo also doesn’t have many enemies. and the enemies he does have at this point are in different continents. and he’s pretty sure they don’t think about him as much as he thinks about them. but he does keep an eye on the obituaries in case he needs to update his shit list and remove those who he outlived. he won those, by the way. those are considered wins in his book. if he outlives you he wins. he’ll send flowers to the next of kin of the first ten on the list. superiority rule and all.

heavy: heavy doesn’t need to go to the funeral! he’s there when they die! he has not had a mortal nemesis he didn’t kill with his bare hands. it’s somewhat sad, as he ponders that more, but it’s the way his life turned out. and he’s okay with that much. he knows some people wish they could say that one day, if at all. he’ll pay a moment’s worth of respect. then he’s moving on. might even be in a bit of a better mood on the outside! it’s a good day when enemies die. it’s one less worry off his plate. he even moves lighter. quicker on his feet. yes, it’s always a good day when an enemy dies.

engineer: engie wants to state for the record that he was a kid. and what happened that day was legally ruled an accident. but engie was never a big kid. he was on the chubby side, but he was never big enough to really hold his own against anyone who would find themselves in the position of being a bully against a conagher kid. and engie’s always had issues with keeping his hands to himself. it took a lot of work to not grow up to be that man. but there was this one kid. james. he wouldn’t leave him alone, and always managed to catch him alone, or off guard. and one day, he just got sick of it. nobody was looking at what was going on on the road. dell just shoved him. he didn’t see the car. the kid died from his injuries a couple days later. and he did go to the funeral. he genuinely didn’t mean to do it. he liked the feeling of satisfaction he got when they told him he was dead though. that made him feel real good. so now he just makes sure the body can’t be found. easier that way for everyone involved.

medic: the doctor had an academic rival. insanely intelligent, incredibly ugly, and much nicer than the doctor. everyone loved this guy. loved him a lot more than they liked herbert. but this guy was a fraud. nobody’s able to prove it, even to this day, that the man is a fraud. there are no controversies, no conflicting scientific research, the man’s got a squeaky clean record; but medic knows in his heart of hearts and his soul of souls that the dude was and still is a fraud and a liar. it wasn’t like the guy was doing groundbreaking research here, either. who cares about cancer treatment? but he was so beloved. so the joy, the cathartic sigh of satisfaction he let out the day he read the obituaries and saw he died from a hit and run… he thanked whatever god was there. and he did go to the funeral. told the team they were going to be down a doctor and dipped. he arrived drunk in his best black. sat in the back and smoked a cigarette. didn’t make a noise. just watched all of these people mourn him. then spit on his grave as they carried it towards his resting place and left. he claims it was the happiest day of his life.

sniper: sniper doesn’t have enemies like that. nor would he go if that was something offered to him. you probably would’ve already lost him at the mere mention of the name. if you insist on telling him someone he doesn’t like is dead, he’s going to respond “oh. that’s... okay then—” and then he will exit the conversation. might chuckle to himself when he’s alone, maybe even shake his head, but after that he’s done. back to business. he does not think about the people he doesn’t like. that’s a waste of mental effort.

spy: spy does a weekly check of the obituaries just in case he sees a name he may recognize. sometimes he does; but he remembers he’s reading the obituaries. and he continues.

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Some misc BLU Demo sketches I coloured

He's best buddies with Spy & Engie, they could be something more if they weren't all so obsessed with work

[nyaawn]

Cat + Moogle + Cloud = Cutest murder totem <3

[gremlingirlsmell]

played the susan taxpayer demo by @punkitt-is-here

it's pretty fun! I like how it controls a lot like Wario 3 and Wario 4, with some added things to the moveset. the ground pounding into slopes to go extra fast is fun :3

i'm always looking like this

and i did it i got to the secret place, iunno if i missed something after but that being an enemy there scared the heck out of me i could barely grab the screenshot

excited for when the full game releases :3

[icarus-lizard]

Feel like I could’ve done better but here’s part three of the demoship saga today you get short fuse‼️

[stray-cat-with-internet-access]

Silent Hill: The Short Message (2024)

[namranii]

scout x constantly tired reader?

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bro is CONFUSED.

he’s not used to people that actually need sleep, and rest. he actually can’t believe that.

he uses you as some sort of pillow when you’re asleep. he loves to cuddle you as tight as possible, and its even better that you can’t even feel it, because you’re asleep.

constantly supplies you with “bonk!atomic punch”, and it barely even works for you somehow. it keeps you awake, but not super energetic.

“why the hell are you so sleepy? its only 3 in the afternoon..”

carries around a jacket to use as a blanket in case you have one of your random impromptu naps.

carries you. sometimes. usually makes heavy carry you.

[softpine]

happy holidays, it's time to replay this not at all emotionally devastating game :-)

[animezinglife]

Imperial Grace Demo

Lately, I've found myself looking for a game where I could focus more on politics, alliances, and relationship building rather than chasing one quest or another all over a map, and I ended up stumbling across @synstoria's Imperial Grace demo.

While I'm familiar with otome style games, I've never actually played one before and was thrilled to find one in a medieval fantasy style setting. I can honestly say after completing this demo, I would love to continue playing and want more from this project.

The Basics

Following the assassination of the emperor of Calydia, you play as his successor, an ambitious and quick-thinking woman who must play her cards well or risk her throne and, quite possibly, her empire.

The player is able to select from several customization options and name the empress, which allows for a nice personal touch.

Officially, there are four potential love interests in the game: the sweet and devoted Alexander, the cunning and beautiful Asha, grumpy energy personified (but still very fun) Theodore, and the calculating, mysterious Master of Murmurs, who will send Azriel fans into a frenzy from the moment he makes his appearance onscreen.

Note: According to the creators, the Master of Murmurs will be a DLC romance, so keep an eye out for that. I have a feeling it will be worth it.

First Impressions

I was surprised by how quickly this game managed to capture and hold my attention. It throws you right into the story and offers beautiful artwork. The characters, too, are better developed so far than I anticipated.

There is some leaning into tropes, but honestly, tropes work for a reason, and this game seems fully aware of their strengths.

The player is able to choose from four different focuses. My empress, Evanthe, is focused on diplomacy, and it became clear quickly that all actions taken have consequences.

It's too early to say much about the romance content, but my character did unlock some achingly sweet scenes with Alexander.

Romance and fantasy romance fans will absolutely find something to their liking if they are looking for a cozier gameplay style. The artwork is beautiful, and there's an option for the player to control spice levels in the game's settings.

If I'm to be completely honest about what this feels like, it's Wicked Grace come to life.

I will be uploading both the prologue and a sweet moment from a romance on my YouTube channel, so don't hesitate to check it out.

If you would like to try the game for yourself or support the project, check out the link below.

[seieifsetsuna]

[multiheadcanons]

MERCS AND LOVE. IM STILL FEELING TENDER

scout: it’s a fact when he says it. grass grows, birds fly, sun shines, and brotha? he loves you. there’s no room for questioning it. he’s got your back for the rest of his life. he will always want to be around you if he’s not running around. you get his absolute worst jokes. the shit that is genuinely so unfunny. and you get to watch him laugh at it. puts his hand in your pockets. gives you a strange look when you’re alone. relaxed, yet full of thoughts. thoughts neither of you are actually sure if he’s having. unyielding eye contact. he’s observing you. watching what you do. taking you in and processing you. then he looks away and presses closer. he’s your guy for as long as you want him.

soldier: he always waits to give approval after he’s done kicking your ass for something. same thing goes with his love. you’re gonna get chewed the fuck out for something that seems so insignificant and then he’ll add “i love you though” as the bookend. leaves you shocked. good hugs. respects your physical boundaries a little more. takes the time to ask. kinda roughly side hugs you while he brags about you. even on his worst days, when everyone got their asses handed to them. if you did your best today that’s worth celebrating to him.

pyro: hugs. gifts. more hugs. cards. another gift but this time the bag is different. another card but this time absolutely doused in glitter. hand holding as you have a staring contest with the gas mask. nobody says anything. muffled laughter as you finally look away in confusion and they scurry off. stuffed animals officially banished from the bed. that’s your spot now. they will genuinely tweak the fuck out (in a good way) if you actually accept the spot on the bed. they can’t even sleep there anymore. they’re freaking out. can’t even process occupying the same space as you. they’re just so happy you’re comfortable with them. they’ll end up refusing to get in the bed altogether so you can stay there. they’re happy on the floor, even. just don’t move from there.

demo: loud, drunk, messy proclamations. yells it to whoever is in the room and has ears. he says he loves you pretty quickly. he makes his mind up like that. makes time for you more than he would ever consider you wanting from him. he will be a little upset if you ask him to back off. even if you’re really nice when you ask. he just wants to touch and hold you. and he’ll drunkenly tell you that. floored when you enter a room. takes a second to compose himself. a much more tactful man sober. and much better at courting. still will say he loves you on the second date, but in a better way than blurting it out.

engineer: he isn’t one to say “i love you”. hell, he hardly tells the people around him he likes them. you’re either good with engie or you don’t know the man. but when he’s feeling tender, he’ll lean in when you speak. put an arm around your waist. he’ll speak quietly so you have to lean in, and if you get close enough he gets flustered. his hands get real twitchy. they’ll brush against yours once, twice, four, six times in a sitting, and he won’t say anything about it. he might apologize, even, after the third time. but he is really, really hoping you grab his hand. offers you the seat next to his. offers you beer. asks if you need anything. can he get you anything? is there something he can grab for you? are you sure? it’s no issue he can just go grab you something— it goes on until he’s calm enough to return to your side.

heavy: once you’ve shown heavy you don’t need someone taking care of you all of a sudden that’s all he wants to do. make you meals, get you up for the day, get you to bed at a decent time. and if you argue or complain, he will respond with this is what he does. he sees where you lack and picks up there. he asks about whether you’ve been keeping up with your hobbies. working towards your goals. he asks what’s stopping you. asks whether you’re still feeling that ache under your left shoulder blade. asks if he could work on it for you. his cheeks are just slightly pink if you’re in the room. he will take personal offense if you really don’t like how he keeps up with you. but he will try to change nonetheless. for you. he will laugh at your jokes so loudly. even when they’re not funny. will rest his head on top of yours. likes the smell of your shampoo. crushing hugs. you will never be cold again. ever. takes years before you meet his family.

medic: he’s so vocal about it. it’s almost sickening how many times he’ll just say it when you’re in the room. “oooo, i like you!” “have i told you how much i like you?” and he will continue like that (unless you tell him you hate him, and frankly, even if you did say you hate him that will only make him more interested in what you have going on because he’s psychotic, a literal nutcase. he will wear you down in any way imaginable momentarily stopping short of actually torturing you into stockholm syndrome, but maybe don’t see how far he’s willing to take it to get you if he decides he wants you) until he is swept up in the heat of a moment. and frankly, with the doctor, any moment can become a heated moment, and he’s gonna plant a big fat wet, probably bloody kiss on you. it will be messy. it will be frantic. he will be handsy. and then he will pull away. that’s like your one chance to be like “no thanks” with no negative consequences. otherwise he will walk off, with the widest smile on his face. very pleased with himself. if you approach him after that his smile is predatory. he is absolutely praying you’ve come back for more. kindly turning him down at this point might actually shatter his ego. but he will not show it. though he may never go out of his way to speak to you again.

snipes: you are with him now. you don’t leave his sights. ever. even when you think you are not in his sights you actually still are. he’s about 200 feet due west, watching you enjoy your day. everyone would feel less weird about this if you invited him with you everywhere forever. he will want to follow you like a dog. he’d follow you into the depths of hell. he’d follow you into open gunfire. he’d follow you to the bottom of the ocean with an inflatable vest to float you both to the top. he’d do your taxes if you asked him. wouldn’t be easy, but he’d do it if you asked him to. always playing with your fingers, or in your hair when you’re alone. but really, he just stares at you. he can’t help it. well, he doesn’t make an active attempt to help it either. if you catch him though, on the days he’s “letting you do your own thing”, staring at you through his scope, give him a wave. you will stop him dead he will die. he’ll let you take the bed in the van if you ask for it. still won’t let you wear his hat. but if he happened to catch you sneaking it on he would not complain at all. gets so flustered and blushes so easily.

spy: if spy actually loves you, like loves you to the point that he’s dedicated to you and wants to be with you and trusts you, he’s laying it on thick. you’ve got like three scheduled dates with him in the week alone. granted one of those dates is actually a job… and you won’t see him much because he’ll be working. but he wants you there as a getaway driver. and if you both do well, the heightened energy from him is addicting. he’s screeching laughter; and a little heavy on the handling; filling you in on what you missed inside; making grand statements about the team you two make. then he takes you to dinner. he really does his best to make every day feel like a fairytale… or a great action movie with a strong romantic subplot. it’s so hard for him to find people he could actually see being in his life forever, it takes a lot of effort to overcome his walls. a gentle biter. just likes feeling you squirm because of him. he is never dull, and life is never boring with him.

[racmune]

demoengie for @greasby's dtiys over on instagram :33

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