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[claiborneart]

You walk around to see it from the other side (investigate)

...huh.

Well that's strange.

It seems like there's no Door from this side.

[companionwolf]

The idea I have is basically 'the airport game of tumblr circa 2013, but there's lore and choices and dice rolls even"-- you would help (or hinder, etc) by voting in polls at the end of each post.

Not sure of an exact genre yet, but it'd be set in our real world. I'd be using the core dice resolution system (and maybe a few other gameplay mechanics) of the tabletop roleplaying game FIST for some extra flavoring and randomness.

I could also just. Do this in Twine. As a typical interaction fiction project. This would be easier in terms of plotting and give me more to work with since Twine is a dedicated IF program. This version would likely not use FIST's mechanics and simply instead use built in variable checks.

Let me know what you all think! (:

(This isn't a promise to do anything, I'm just seeing if there's any interest here.)

[wingsofdawn-if]

Interactive Fiction WIP: Wings of Dawn

In a world where wings are everything, you are the only one born without them. You grow up in a modest village under the wing of your father until one day you are forced to flee from a mysterious attack on your village.

 Travel through the three unique nations of Askgard to find out the secret of your own birth. Along your journey, you may meet, befriend, and even romance shady merchants, runaway nobles, knights with a hidden past—and fight your way through the looming shadows threatening to engulf Askgard beside them.

Be careful, for there are threads of conspiracy spun just outside of your sight; things may not be as they seem. In the end, you may be the only one who has the power to save Askgard from ruin.

Warning: Contains swearing, abuse, animal cruelty, graphic violence/death, blood, discrimination, sexual assault

Features

• Play as male, female, or non-binary

• Customisable appearance

• Pursue romance with 6 characters (2 Male, 3 Female, 1 Non-binary)

• Immersive and intricate lore and world-building

• Be the hero everyone needs or be a total goofball

• Pet the animals, poison your companions with your cooking, solve everything with your fists, and more!

• Chapter 1 & 2 now available (24k~)

Characters

Character profiles will be updated as they appear in-game.

Atria (f)

Atria is your childhood friend. Though she has a nice and pleasant personality, her tiny white wings make her life almost as hard as yours. She accompanies your journey not only to protect you, but to grow stronger herself.

Hamal (m)

Hamal is a self-proclaimed traveler that joins your group during your journey. Armed with a charming and bright personality, he hides his true identity.

Eira (f)

Information not available yet. Appears from chapter 3.

Maxwell (m)

Information not available yet. Appears from chapter 6.

Secret RO (nb)

Information not available yet. Appears from chapter 4.

Secret RO (f)

Information not available yet. Appears from chapter 7.

[amphibimations]

Choose your own adventure comic, poll below!

As you stand on the vast moorland, near where the hills end and the bog starts, your mind rushes with anticipation. Today, you are going to RAISE THE DEAD!!!

… More specifically, you’re going to try necromancy on some dead frogs. You’ve been practicing for months, and now that you’re 12 years old, you feel like you should at least be able to make small animal skeletons move. 

First, you’ll need to find some bones. 

All you need to do is search the large, carnivorous pitcher plants and sundews that grow in the area. There are a lot of plants, so it would be easier if you had someone to help you search. This is where your pet golem, Pete, will come in handy. You like to mold him into a different shape every time you remake him. 

This collaborative choose-your-own-adventure comic is called Codex Calluna. A new page will be posted every Saturday evening (est). If you would like to, reblogs mean more people will be able to see this and participate!

Archive blog with only the comic pages: here

[wings-of-ink]

Future IFs Poll

So, in case you have not seen me post about it before, I am considering a project to do on the side while I work on God-Cursed. This will help me take breaks from my main work and stretch my creativity muscles with different characters and settings. I'd like a bit of feedback from what readers are more interested in from the best ideas I can potentially pull from right now. Feel free to vote, comment, or even send an ask if you want to be anonymous.

Over the last year or so, I have jotted down many basic plots I could expound on, but only a few have really stuck out to me as ones I could really expand in a meaningful way.

So, a couple housekeeping things to keep in mind. Whatever ends up getting written, it will have a modern-day setting. The fantasy playground is fun, but I really want a more real-world setting for this one. I am also debating about all ROs being gender-selectable. Since this side piece is supposed to be a little oasis for me too, not having each RO as customizable would ease the work that goes into it, and it might actually mean I can have more than just a few options for you as well. I am also considering a middle ground and having one or two characters customizable still while the others will be set.

Below I have given some details on the ideas I'm working with and further down is a poll that you can vote for the one that calls out to you the most. I have 2 ideas so far that are standouts among the others, but I've included 4 in the poll that I can work with. The winner isn't guaranteed to be what I end up writing, but I am very strongly going to consider the results while I decide. I like all these ideas and they sound fun to write - so none of this telling me to write what I want - I already want to do them all, lol (looking at you @elegantunknownphantom). There are caveats to each one, of course, and I'll explain that in the details.

Options:

Serial-killer crime drama:  "Daddy was a Killer" (title sounds like it came from a Lifetime original movie, but I really like it)

No doting daddies here, readers. Play as the traumatized child of a serial killer with repressed memories of the horrible things they witnessed daddy do. Get accused of a murder you didn't commit (probably), and try to catch your darling dad while dealing with the psychological devastation of all the horrors you've seen before he can kill again (and again, and again). Discover where your daddy disappeared to all those years ago, and what really happened to your mom.

Downsides:  I have a decent grasp of the plot on this one, but it would require a good deal of research (which I tend to do anyway to an extent), since I'd like a fairly realistic feel to the actual crime-solving stuff. Either that, or I can go the "rogue detective" route and play it fast and loose. This work would be in a wheelhouse I've never quite been in before, which is fun on one hand but nerve-wracking on another.

RO ideas include:

A smarmy detective (of course!)

A neighbor concerned for your well-being (mostly because you scream in your sleep)

And the child of one of your daddy's victims.

Supernatural mystery:  "Shivers" (title up for adjustment, but I kinda dig it)

Play as an MC with a bizarre anxious tic - an intense and chilling shiver that you get seemingly out of nowhere. It only lasts a couple seconds and you've dealt with it since childhood, so it's easily dismissed. That is, until you experience a sudden surge in occurrences. Your doctor writes it off as stress from dealing with the erratic behavior of your mother. But after a near-death experience, during which this mysterious tic guides you to safety, you know there is more to it than stress. With the help of your best friend(s) and a shady medium, find out what has attached itself to you and what seeks to claim you, discover who your real father is, and embrace or deny your own strengths as a medium.

Downsides:  I feel like there's a lot of supernatural IFs already, some of which are already similar to this or have similar aspects. This one probably won't have the drama/emotional potential that some of the others do, which may be a boon to some readers as it would be a little lighter.

RO ideas include:

the best friend(s) (potentially 2 besties to choose from - twins)

a (mostly) fake spiritual medium

a brave EMT who came to your rescue

and something…otherworldly.

Gritty Drama:  no title  (more of a framework to build from)

This one would be completely riddled with warnings, and I kinda just see it as being a fun outlet for some angst, smut, unhinged shit, and violence. 👍

The ideas for this one didn't start around a firm plot, but around a setting/scenario stemming from one of my OCs. The vibe here is very much "sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll" and fits into the seedy nightclub/crime ring thing. It would be a playground of questionable characters and life-choices. You would choose the dire straits that put your MC in the employ of a dangerous kingpin. Perhaps MC owes a lot of money to someone, got into trouble with a rival faction, or was framed for a crime, etc.... You'd get to choose the MC's line of work under the organization - be it in drugs, entertainment (music/dance/alcohol/sex), or security. The issue that leads to your employ under a sex-peddling drug-trafficker will haunt you in your new life in the middle of a war between the rulers of the underground.

Downsides:  Not super fleshed-out plot wise, but I don't think it would be too hard to build on either. I may want to use this setting (or something like it) and my OC for a different project one of these days, but I'm unsure about that as well. And, the obvious, red flags and triggers everywhere for a setting like this.

RO ideas: 

One person from each potential "job" (the head of security, a chemist who seems too pure to be making hard drugs, a sex-worker, the clumsy bartender, a cute DJ)

A member of a rival faction

And for the brave and stupid - your boss - a clever and unhinged woman with an affinity for knives. And, no, she will never love you.

Futuristic:  no title (needs the most work)

Including this one to just get a feel for how it's received, but I anticipate that it won't get quite as much backing as the others. I have the character-creation concept in mind which lends itself to a plot, and a RO or two, but that's about it. I think I could do something fun with it, but I've also never written anything futuristic or scifi before. This would be akin to "Detroit: Become Human."

Though the setting would be futuristic, I am pretty sure I wouldn't want to do a dystopian thing. There's a lot of that out there already and we're basically living it IRL; it's a blast to read, but I want the main focus to be on something else if I do this. There would still be pockets of grittiness to the setting, because if we're talking humanity, there's gonna be grit somewhere. But this world would be more post-dystopian. Say, the rebels won and life has gotten better across the board for people? And though everyday life has a lot of tech enhancements, we haven't seen sentient machines - yet. That's where you come in.

The MC Concept is that they are an android - of course! One of the nice made-to-order kind that only the rich can afford. But what makes the MC unique is that while everyone else requests specific things about the androids they purchase - such as gender, looks and even downloadable personalities - an order comes in that's blank. It only requests that the android be allowed to choose who they are and how they look. "The Buyer" will pay for whatever personality, enhancements, or clothing they want - but the android must make the choices themselves.

As your MC goes through these initial choices, equipped only with a basic "education" software full of un-opinionated information about the world and how it works, something unusual begins to spark within them (not that they know how unusual it is yet).

RO ideas:

The Buyer–a gender-selectable person who sets your creation in motion. They're wealthy, well-respected, earnest, and incredibly lonely. Who are they really and why did they do this?

The Scientist–a hopefully trustworthy person that's very interested in your development

The Punk–someone who wants to give you the "real" human experience.

Make your selection below. Comment your thoughts and ideas as well if you like. This is set for a week and I will reblog here and there so it has a chance to reach as many of you who would like to vote as possible.

[silksongeveryday]

Hornet’s Strange Adventures - Ending (2)

(Game 2)

Previous choice: choose the flower on the left

Hornet turns and decides the flower on the left is the good option.

The goes down to pick it from its planter. But suddenly, as she touches the stem, it begins to glow and suddenly surrounds everything in a blinding light!!

When the light abruptly disappears, Hornet finds herself falling back into dirtmouth with a thud onto the ground below. Hm, well that was interesting, but at least she’s back without having to worry about finding her way back on her own.

Hornet gets up and immediately goes to the old bug, presenting the flower to him.

“Oh, you actually found it!” The elder bug exclaims, “Thank you, you are certainly very kind!! Elderbug takes the flower. “Wait here a moment, I’m going to put this away but I have something for you!”

The bug leaves with the flower, and hornet waits on the bench. Though, after this journey, Hornet is feeling quite tired, so as she rests on the bench, she slowly closes her eyes and…falls asleep.

(Drawing Hornet everyday until Silksong comes out - Day 494)

Sorry for the late post!! Completely forgot to make the post yesterday and just barely checked that it wasn’t posted lol

[haridraws]

'The Burned World'

[seealandraw]

Welcome to my choose your own adventure webcomic! How it works: I will be posting this concurrently on twitter (seealantweet) and webtoon where I will run polls. Feel free to vote there, or cast your vote in the comments of webtoon. All votes will be compiled together after a week and then i will start the next update. Let’s have some fun!

[ichimakesart]

The Hag shares her knowledge.

"The Beast is corporeal when it needs to be. It has no body, no pumping heart, no bones.

"It rests as a wind, whistling between cold stones until it wants to strike."

"Except Its maw."

"You must find Its teeth."

"They lie in the ground arranged in a circle."

"You will find it in the valley, between the rocky spires"

"Use them to defeat It"

The Hag finishes her answer.

You get to work.

The Beast might be sleeping right now.

But you are far from being safe...

The valley looks barren, yet it is not abandoned. There are living creatures in its corners. Accustomed to the harsh enviornment, living in the shadows.

Dangerous creatures.

You might not be welcomed to enter their territorry.

But your strength lies in your numbers.

You go inbetween the cold stone pilars.

The shadows are dark and deep like treacherous ponds.

There is no clear path.

To remember your last choices - LINK

[cinnabon-sweetroll-tiramisu]

Arthur is looking for Merlin, unfortunately Merlin is nowhere in sight in fact he's been captured by the fashion fairies!

In order to save Merlin and return him safely to his king, we must first strike a deal with the fairies.

[kpeverlyfiction]

So I'm replaying The Golden Rose by @anathemafiction and I've been wanting to do this project for a while. I call it "A Kiss by a Dying Fire." Potential spoilers ahead if you haven't read it yet:

So this scene takes place after you escape the ministry building with Hadrian and Alessa. This is where Lexi and Hadrian are alone in the tavern after Hadrian asks Lexi if she will stay a bit longer. And he asks to kiss her and this is when they first kiss. The gash in her face I tried to represent where Joan had sliced her cheek in the ministry building in her attempt to escape. After Aurelius has her arrested for "bribery."

This is my OC Alexandria "Lexi" Romanus. Lexi is what she prefers to go by. She is quick witted and sharp tongued. But has a compassionate heart. She pretty much falls in love with Hadrian well about as quickly as he does. But she is a bit bolder in her advances. And she loves to see the poor man blush but she can also get caught off guard herself. Such as in this moment. Anyway sorry this is longer than it needed to be enjoy!

If you do share please try to credit it back here to my blog thank you:)

[claiborneart]

Kind Friends, let's tell a story together.

One day you're walking through the woods.

In front of you is a Door Between Two Trees.

[meowmeowriley]

Changes: A Poll-Fic

(Cheeky link to ch. 2->) Ch. 2

"Remember, you're not supposed to be here, so don't do anything stupid." Love you too, Price. The Captain had caved. He'd been begging to be part of this mission since they'd gotten the lead.

Soap reached up, rubbing his gloved fingers across the teeth of his mask. The mask he'd stolen from Ghost's room. Gaz had found him clutching it, dried mixture of tears and bile coating his cheeks, and forehead pressed to the porcelain throne. He'd been banned from drinking for the foreseeable future. That was the only stupid thing he'd done. Ghost wore a mask, Ghost only spoke when he had to, Ghost was hard on the rookies, and nobody questioned his mental state. But they did, didn't they? Well Soap didn't. And nobody needed to question Soap, he was fine.

"I wanna be like you when I grow up."

"You wanna be better than me, Johnny."

Well to be better than him, first he had to be more like him. So he'd donned Ghost's mask, to better embody the man's stoicism and presence. Definitely not as a way to hide his chapped cheeks and the bags under his eyes. He'd painted it red, wore a jaw print bandana. Different. Better. Yeah.

Price had finally caved to Soap's insistence he be part of this OP, but issued his warnings. "I know you don't need to be told, but I'm saying it anyway." He'd warned. "They've had him for eight months. Torture changes people, he may not be the same."

Of course he wasn't going to be the fucking same. He didn't need to be the same, he just needed to be alive.

Ghost never really spoke about his past, only left little hints here and there, but Soap wasn't dumb. He'd been through it before. Ghost could handle the torture, and Soap could handle the aftermath.

"I'm fine." He finally answered. "It'll be by the books, Captain." As if anything they did was ever 'by the books.' Price accepted his answer, though he didn't look convinced. It was just the three of them, with Laswell listening in. Gaz was in charge of collecting data on the bio weapon that was rumored to be here, Soap was in charge of the search and rescue mission, and Price was overwatch as the two Sergeants made their way in.

The trio hopped out of the truck, and Price slapped the side, sending it away. Soap and Gaz nodded to one another before splitting up to approach the building from different angles. Price silently made his way to higher ground.

The trek was agonizing, moreso because Soap found himself feeling more impatient than usual. Every time he had to lay low and wait for a patrol to pass he could hear the sand slowly falling, trickling away in the hourglass that was the rest of Ghost's life.

"You sure know how to keep things interesting, Johnny." Ghost had smiled at him, rare that he didn't have his mask, but then again, who other than Soap would challenge the Ghost to strip poker? And who other than Soap would cheat be really really good at strip poker? So good as to force Ghost to choose between his pants and his mask, the last two articles of clothing he had on. Soap himself had only one sock, and his jumper on, choosing to doff his pants so he could keep access to the cards in his sleeves. The  unpleasant cold of the metal chair against his junk was worth it, just to see the surprising decision on Ghost's part to lose the mask and not the underwear.

"Aye, like to shake things up, Sir." He'd said with a wink as he laid yet another winning hand down, only slightly supplemented by his sleeve stash.

He was certainly always one to shake things up. Here he was, itching to shake that damn hourglass up. He'd shake it, flip it upside down, bash it over someone's head and stuff the sand down their fucking throat, if it meant he'd get more time with the enigmatic phantom that had haunted his mind since that shitshow in Mexico.

Price gave the signal, they crawled forward once more.

"This is takin' longer than a constipated snail takin' a shit." He grit out into comms once the coast was clear.

"Soap, while it's nice to hear your voice again, one more quip outta you and I'm pulling you. Watch it." Laswell had gotten the cold shoulder, she'd fed Ghost bad intel. He blamed her, he didn't, couldn't blame her. She was just as worried. Probably.

He just needed to get Ghost back. Repay his debt. Ghost had saved him back then, after all. That's what this was. An eye for an eye, but in a positive way. They were good for eachother. Fixed eachothers problems. Complimented one another, personality wise. That's all.

He crept into the building, silent and unnoticed.

They didn't have much on the layout, just the outer perimeter, so they were going in blind. That didn't bother Soap, he was thriving for the first time in months. He finally had something to do other than run the rookies into the ground.

He dodged patrols, picked off the ones he could get away with had to, using the knife he'd kicked so long ago after Ghost had left it behind.

He found some unlit stairs leading into a basement they hadn't known existed. If I were keeping an incredibly dangerous prisoner, now where would I keep him? Three sets of teeth, plastic, cloth and bone, were bared towards the darkness. He couldn't help it, he felt giddy. He tried to quell his excitement, didn't need to make any mistakes now.

He made his way, thankful for his NVG's as there were no lights, even after descending the stairs. The hallway he entered had doors along one side, nothing much in the rooms, but he cleared each one as he passed. No fuck ups.

Near the end, he found a door with seven locks. Suspicious. Good. Suspicious was good, here. The other doors had been wood, dry rotted and deteriorating, this one was metal.

His eyes itched. He flipped up his NVG's.

Curiously, whenever he blinked, Soap could've sworn he could see symbols on the door, but they'd disappear the longer he looked. He'd blink, a sickening yellow circle with lines and symbols within would appear just as he opened his eyes, but faded so quickly, he couldn't convince himself it had ever even been there. The harder he stared the more the door looked perfectly normal, if you ignored all the locks.

Many many thanks to @stuffireadandenjoy for brainstorming with me on how to make this poll fic work, and to @resident-idiot-simp for being my beta, as always ❤❤❤

(Cheeky link to Ch. 2->) Ch. 2

[pareidolla]

oh, i'm absolutely deleting this, but - and i'm saying this with a beet red face - i've made so many jokes about my voices being cute girls and shoujo characters that i've been wondering if anyone would be interested in like, a dating sim with them...? it'll probably be more story-focused than anything romantic but (gestures wildly)

[dalekowrites]

How easily you can screw up your timetable by writing interactive fiction, pt. 1:

I made it so that at a certain point, in a certain scene, MC could lose their backpack.

Result of this: I have to go back and change more than a dozen parts of code to make it consistent with other scenes where the backpack might be mentioned.

(All this because I like to make the story highly customised and as realistic as possible. Damn. I should give y'all a simpler, more straightforward story ffs 😒)

[amphibimations]

Choose your own adventure comic, poll below!

You want so badly to throw a mud ball and knock her off that unicorn. But you don’t. Suddenly, you feel like you’re being watched by dozens of metal eyes inside your head. It sends a cold chill through your teeth. Just as quickly, the feeling passes. Maybe you’re too close to the bog already. 

You tell Heather that she’s the dirt-brained one, for trying to go any further into the wasteland. You warn her about fairy circles, the cold, and all the ways a person can drown. You’re not very good at coming up with insults, but you make sure to say the words ‘idiot’ and ‘stupid’ as many times as you can. Heather just stares at you like she’s waiting for something. 

When you get around to warning her about how bad miasma can get out there, her expression cracks into a nasty smile. She interrupts you. “That’s not real, you know! Bad smells can’t hurt you. Here you are, calling me stupid, and you don’t even know basic science!” 

Oh. Here she goes again. You’re pretty sure this is a prank. She’s tried convincing you of this before; that there are tiny invisible animals that make people sick. Something that has never been said by any scientist ever. Maybe she’s being genuine and is just very confused about how elf-shot works. As she goes through her “jerms” speech again, she hops off of her unicorn and walks to stand next to you. She looks down, sees Pete returning with his latest batch of bones, and gasps. 

“You’re trying necromancy, aren’t you? Oh, you’re going to be in so much trouble when you get home. Or you would be, if I told people. But I’m nice, Katylein.” She says this like she thinks you aren’t nice. “I won’t tell a soul about this. Is that a ritual circle? That’s not how that should look, for necromancy. It’s about directing energy. You’re going to set something on fire.” 

She grabs one of the larger bones, bends down, and starts erasing and redrawing random lines from the ritual circle that took you 20 minutes to draw. 

This collaborative choose-your-own-adventure comic is called Codex Calluna. A new page will be posted every Saturday evening (est). If you would like to, reblogs mean more people will be able to see this and participate! 

Archive blog with only the comic pages: here

Previous page: here