#writing wip game

[zombified-queer]

@silenthillmutual tagged me in a WIP writing game, so I’ll show off two of the pieces I’ve been fighting for my life in the Gdocs.

From "Hantavirus":

She marches ahead, tendrils of black hair and thorn undulating as, from the waist up, the karcist remains impossibly still. Her presence, it seems, casts a shadow over this village. The anticipation of war. This is well and fine. It wouldn’t be the first time her army made anyone old enough to understand wary and silent. They cast their eyes away and down, as if ashamed to see the glory of their Grand Karcist’s might in living flesh. She can forgive them. As the Grand Karcist forgives and forgives. Not everyone understands. Two children play in the center of the village. At a single glance, Karcist Halyna Ieva knows they are siblings. Knows their entire lineage back to the oldest of their forebears. And she gives them a nod, making sure her halkost falls into tighter ranks to give the children their place to play. If only they could all have such carefree childhoods. If only youth could be innocent forever.

From "Orthopoxvirus":

“Karcist Varis.” Karcist Nakiakken perks his ears up. “To what do we owe the pleasure?” Karcist Varis, with head held high, says nothing. On the outside of the red line that marks the biohazard zone, he paces the floor. Walks the entire length of the glass, turning on his heel and back again. On his third pass, he looks at Karcist Nakiakken. “Enjoying your time in the Foundation’s spare Tupperware?” “I see you lack any manner of patience.” Karcist Nakiakken watches as Karcist Varis continues to pace. “I’ve decided to stay in the interests of my people. For building rapport and goodwill.” “And how is that working out for you?” Karcist Variss folds his hands behind his back and, when he turns to pace again, “Do they see our side? Are you making friends?” Karcist Nakiakken bristles at that. And knows that this is what Varis does. Get a rise out of someone by needling their weakest points. After decades, they would know each other’s softest spots.

I’m choosing to tag @hornblowershitposts @smokedapplecores @red-dye40 @thewinterstale and everyone else who wants to join in! No pressure if you don’t, though. This is all in good fun!

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Ok so this is greedy me with 🏒 and also that other emoji for Were!Alex and I CAN'T FIND IT WHAT THE FRAK WHAT EMOJI IS THIS ? 😂

🏒 hockey player alex bookstore owner henry just need to fuck it out maybe i dunno

The meeting starts, and it’s just the four of them. Apparently, Nora had planned to be there, but something came up. Alex is sitting next to Henry, making it rather hard for him to concentrate, if he’s being honest. The way Henry’s fingers tap on the top of the table as if he’s nervous makes Alex wonder what he knows that Alex doesn’t because he’s sure it’s not Alex making him that nervous. He may also be thinking about what those fingers would be like on him, maybe more grasping, fervently grabbing, sliding through his hair; he’s finding he’s not particular about how they’re on him. He really needs to figure out what he did to make Henry turn cold so he can fix it, and—when he sees the other three looking at him, he realizes he probably needs to pay attention as well. “I’m sorry, what was that?”

that emoji is a coffee cup :) - 🍵 dark n cozy all night spn coffee shop were!alex vamp!hen def need to fuck it out

“This guy—we danced, made out, and we were back in this corner, and he was—” Alex stops and thinks for a moment. “He was sucking my dick and the fucker bit … me …” He scrabbles at his still-open jeans and yanks the waistband of his boxers down, seeing the still gaping bite mark and what almost looks like some sort of not-quite-pus leaking from it. “What—the fuck …” “Yeah, that would be the wound from where the bastard turned you; he’s been captured and is being taken care of; he wasn’t smart enough to realize we have cameras." “I’m sorry. You may have said this, and I missed it, but who are you?”

this weekend you can also

✨MAKE ME WRITE✨

[noir-renard]

If the ask game is still running - chapter 13 beta please?

sure, the game is still running!

Chapter 13 Beta is the next chapter of IYGABAB. That's how I always title the chapters in gdocs, mostly because it makes it easy to remember which version of the chapter is the most recent. (I have at least four versions of ch 13 floating around so it's easier to change old version to Ch 13 OLD or ch 13 PREV because I have a bad but sometimes useful habit of not deleting anything)

The working title of this chapter is You've been hit by--you've been struck by--a smooth liminal! but it's a bit long, so I might change it to something else, we'll see. Mostly, the titles are for my own amusement.

If I remember the rules of the game correctly, I can post a little snippet if I so choose, and since it's almost finished...I'll post a snippet ^w^

(under the cut for those who don't want to see anything until it's finished)

“I distinctly remember you saying you tried this already and it didn't work,” Bruce noted.

“Well. Last time, I didn’t have this.” He pulled out the shard of ice Bruce was regretting giving him more and more by the hour, placing it at the apex of the sigil legs. “Also, last time, I didn’t have a name to use for the ritual.”

Experience had taught Bruce how important a name was. Even in mundane matters.

“Why does the ice shard make a difference?”

“Look, before, I was just thinking of it as a piece of ghost-essence. But then I saw Red Hood’s ice duck—I don't suppose you managed to borrow that, by any chance?"

Bruce had, in fact, asked.

Jason's response had been a rude emoji, followed by the directive to 'go duck yourself'. 

Bruce still wasn't sure whether that was a pun or an autocorrect mishap.

[zerolostwalks]

Writing ask game: ✒️ crime(s)

(Also hi! :D)

(Hi! ^_^ This took some thinking, and ended up writing a bit for Even Though It Hurts. . .just not for the immediate next chapter XD It's also a lot longer than three sentences because why not)

“‘Ey, you’re a craftsman, right?” One of the more boisterous of the men from the group said as he made himself comfortable at the table where Flynn was attempting to fine-tune the protective ward they’d made Julie. 

Bobby shifted his weight like he was about to go and tell the guy off but was stopped by Flynn’s quick and very sharp glare his way. Quickly shifting their attention to their work, “Depends on what you want made.”

“Can you make anything for easy tracking?” The man said clearly not picking up on Flynn’s disinterested attitude. Slowly, despite their earlier protesting glare, Willie and the rest of the guys made their way to the table closest to Flynn. 

“What are you tracking?”

“Not sure I can tell you that, luv.” Some of the man’s joy died in his throat as he finished his statement, and Willie had to guess Flynn had shot him one of their more piercing glares. It almost made him wish he’d sat so his back wasn’t to them, but they’d be way too suspicious if they were all staring down the man.

“Well then I most definitely can’t help you. Can’t build a tracker if I don’t know what it is you’re tracking.”

There was a beat of silence before, “A’right, I’ll show you but don’t expect to be getting any cut of the reward.”

“So long as you pair me fairly up front.”

There was a low sound that Willie would have sworn was a growl, but Bobby looked the same amount of tense as before so it must not have been that worrying. A chair scraped from behind Willie and Luke and Reggie leaned further across the table, way too obviously trying to see something better. Though that didn’t worry him nearly as much as Flynn’s lengthier silence and Bobby adjusting like he was ready to pounce.

Finally, Flynn spoke. “That crime, does that say?”

The man laughed, a much darker sounding laugh that made the skin on the back of Willie’s neck crawl. “I know, she doesn’t look the type does she?”

“Inclinations are often like that.” Flynn’s voice had gone oddly flat and quiet and Willie really wanted to look at whatever Flynn was at the moment. “But, necromancy?”

Willie exchanged wide eyed stares with everyone at the table except Bobby, who definitely was seconds away from stepping in. Whether because Flynn discomfort had clearly grown or to stave off his own curiosity Willie wasn’t certain.

[holdingonforheaven]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you like).

Thanks for the tag, @just-here-with-my-thoughts! I'm super excited to get cracking on some @summer-of-bad-batch prompts, but for now, I'm waist-high in Chapter 4 of Not Alone. It's still a first draft, so this may change, but as of right now, the last line I wrote is:

"I won’t tell you what to talk about, but if you chatter for an hour a day about nothing, you’re only wasting your own time."

(oooooh. is this a lil spoilery? yes.)

I'm tagging @stardustloki (who had BETTER be writing a fix-it chapter 2 for The Crushing Weight of Failure 😠) and anyone else who'd like to play!

[thebarontheabyss]

This tale starts with your death.

Read WIP here

(Current wordcount: 240k!)

You remember only the moth, carrying you through the cosmos.

And so, the Abyss beckons you.

Now, you are a spirit, immortal. After a meeting with the Grim Reaper, Death, you were gifted with a peculiar inheritance: a bar.

This mysterious establishment and the Abyss around it serve as a nexus, connected to every realm in existence. It's a haven where spirits and deities, devils and angels, converge to drink and revel.

Yet, beneath the surface, an unease stirs. A voice calls out in your dreams—a loneliness that echoes through the Abyss. Why does it seek you?

A motley crew of spirits and immortals, each hailing from distant corners of the realms, stands with you. Bonds are waiting to be formed, or even love that transcends death itself—perhaps even with Death themself.

Manage your bar, where serving a drink to a god or an eldritch entity is just another day's work. Unravel a cosmic mystery, go on a date in infernal Hell, witness the universe's creation, or unlock the arcane secrets of magic.

Your new afterlife awaits.

A narrative-driven experience focused on character development and storytelling.

Play as any gender or none.

Shape your personality through meaningful choices.

Engage in deep and complex relationships with a diverse cast of characters.

Romance mortals and immortals alike - if you want poly, purely physical, or asexual - they will respond in kind.

Explore the afterlife, visit realms of immortals and gods, and uncover the dark secrets of the bar.

M\F\NB (Poly or Monogamous paths) Death reveals a surprising warmth beneath their eternal duty.

Is there room for love within their everlasting embrace? Read more >>>

M\F (Poly or Monogamous paths) This devilish being, a powerful magnet of desire, seeks more than power in the bar’s shadows.

Who dares to pursue the heart behind the flame?

Read more >>>

M\F (Poly or Monogamous paths) The Witch, with their feline companion, seeks a lost soul, their magic stirring trouble and passion alike.

Can a mortal love thrive in the spirit realm?

Read more >>>

M (Monogamous path)

A mercenary turned security guard, Hastur carries an immortal burden, guilt born of past battles and sacrifices.

Will your love heal his wounds?

Read more >>>

NB (Monogamous path) The spectral diva enchants with their voice, their performance a dance of beauty tinged with the sorrow of eternal life.

Can your love find a new song for them?

Read more >>>

M\F\NB (Monogamous path) A shade keeps the bar’s order, and his silence holds the weight of cosmic secrets and the tapestry of existence.

Will your heart fall for the being behind the shadow?

Read more >>>

With feathers dark and wit sharp, The Raven’s history is as rich as the bar itself. He offers piercing insight beneath a layer of humor.

Read more >>>

The stern soothsayer-turned-accountant Yaga guards the bar’s fortune while wrestling with her own spectral regrets and wisdom.

Read more >>>

Shelly, the bar’s assistant, brings life-affirming warmth but seeks a new family to fill the void of her lost one.

Read more >>>

Welcome to the cosmos: the tapestry of existence, a complex weave of ever-changing realms. Each domain is a thread in the grand design.

Read more >>>

Feedback on any typos, grammatical errors, or other textual issues.

Notes on any continuity errors to ensure a smooth and logical progression.

Thoughts and opinions on the plot, characters, and overall narrative experience.

Don't be shy about sending your feedback - as small as it may be. I'll be answering and taking each into consideration. You are very welcome to post your reviews here!

The game explores themes of Death in various forms, including suicide.

Alcohol indulgence and its various side effects (hangovers, vomiting, etc.)

Sexual themes (currently only non-explicit)

[circuseyesofgod-if]

DEMO (prologue) | my substack (for free, non-IF writing), KOFI 🎈🎠 Circus : Eyes of God is a horror interactive fiction story with dark fantastical elements. It is written with an 18+ audience in mind due to heavy themes and topics such as body horror, non consensual use of drugs, swearing, violence, sexual content etc.

The Circus doesn’t come in town often. Never, really. Only when it needs to be fed.

On the outskirts of a decaying town, a mysterious circus arrives overnight. It seductively whispers of never-seen-before acts, and ardently promises healing for those that are desperate enough to bind themselves to the Circus as performers.

That sounds right up your alley, doesn’t it? Well, They know what happened to you as a child, why you keep your face hidden from the world. You remember too, don’t you? The darkness, the shadows, a voice as old as time asking you to follow it, and clawing at your face when you refused.

They think that you have kept your sweet face hidden under those veils for long enough. They will heal you, they will heal your scars. They will let you take the veils off. But They won’t do it out of the kindness of Their heart, no. You must give Them something in return. They want to know—what are you willing to sacrifice for it, for taking your veils off? For healing? For beauty?

You just need to whisper it, and They will give it to you. They will know. Because the Eyes of God are always watching.

Customizable MC (including name, gender, pronouns, sexuality, physical appearance, personality etc).

Create relationships with one of three eclectic characters : one male, one female, one … fish? mermaid? siren? oh, come on!

Hone your contortionist skills to perfection. Remember, you have to put on a good show! Otherwise, They will have to pay you a visit.

Lots of uncanny masks and always-smiling faces, too many mirrors, and … wait, is that guy juggling with an eyeball?

Discover the secret of the Circus and the secret of your childhood incident. Could they be connected?

H̸̬̖͔̮̻͉̪̲̾̌̋̽̿̾̿̕͘E̴̯̥͕̓A̸̡̺̳̮̫̬͊̀̉̑́̈ͅL̷̡̡̛̺̄̈́̽̈́̎̀̋ ̶̢͎̪̘̹̱͊̔́͜Ḫ̷̩̼͚̤͂Ḗ̸̙̰̭̲͖̯̪̝̬̯̉̎̈́A̷̖͙͎̘̱̣͇̱̒̄̅̅͘L̸͔̟̮̣͘ ̸̛̫͎͇͚͚̪͇̞̋͌̆͠͝ͅH̴̛͚́̔̀̕Ẹ̶̣͙̪̖̀͆̅̍̉̋͆̃̚͠A̶̱̙̽̂͐͑̑͜L̴̛̖͌̀̆̈́̓̏̉

THE RINGLEADER — Pharo's face is the first one you see as you step inside the Circus, lit by bright and colorful lights. He doesn't need all that, though. His skin dark, his teeth sharp — it's all gleaming on its own, glitching, barely holding Pharo at the seams. He sees all, he knows all. And his smile gets wider and wider with each secret he learns.

THE BURLESQUE DANCER - Odessa's red lips, with a cigarette between them always, ache with demands every time she opens her mouth. Yet no one is able to keep their eyes off of her when she is on stage, moving like water on land and between thin and hanging fabrics. Odessa doesn't seem keen on talking about anything before the Circus, but she will make sure to get you talking about it soon enough.

THE ATTRACTION - Vesper is the newest addition to the Circus, one that has never been seen before. Or you haven't seen anything like it, at least. Vesper is quiet, almost unnervingly so. The tail and gills and twisted arms with sickly green-grey skin are to make a profitable attraction for sure. Just ... don't ever lift up its tank's lid.

ros details.

[fir-fireweed]

Welcome to the development blog for my (multiple!) IFs. One story, Viatica, is nearly complete and another in the development stage. Stay tuned for more news on the upcoming wip!

A new interactive fiction available free to read on itch.io and written in Twine Chapbook.

DEMO | ROs | Ko-Fi

Set in a dystopian, post-apocalyptic future, with a focus on personal growth, as well as platonic, familial, and romantic bonds.

Your world is a desert, both figuratively and literally. Speech is prohibited, books are outlawed, and any meaningful human interaction is nonexistent. Humans are reduced to the job they do for The City. There are no names; instead, everyone is identified by a number.

You are H-313, a healer.

Create and customize your character: male, female, or non-binary; gay, straight, or bisexual. Become an individual in a world of drones. Learn to speak, express your emotions, define your personality. Dream big, resist tyranny, inspire the masses, and forge a new world. Or not. This is your journey, after all.

There are no point-based choices or outcomes. No choice is wrong—it simply changes the type of person you grow to become.

Content Warning: This story is intended for mature audiences. Possibly triggering topics present in the story include blood, violence, death, suicide, rape (mentioned), child abuse, mature language, and sexual content (optional).

Art by the extremely talented Isabela Zaneti

[vendetta-if]

The Public Update is now live! 🎉

Hey guys! The public update is now live! 🥳 The update brings 27K new words (excluding codes) into the demo, bringing the overall word count to 384K words!

Some new stuff to expect from the update (without spoilers 🤭):

Some changes and options additions in Ash's Hangout.

A whole new section and new scenes added at the end of Ash's Hangout.

A (promised) brunch with Rin 😉

Just a word of warning, I did change one or two variables in the previous iteration of Chapter 7, so if you're using an old save file, there's a small chance it might give some error. But hopefully it doesn't. Of course, the safer way would be to play with a new, clean save (either playing from the beginning or use the quickstart to get to Chapter 6 immediately).

Anyway, I'll start answering spoiler asks regarding the update in a day or two 😉 And when I answer them, I'll make sure to tag them with the #chapter 7 spoiler tag.

If you do enjoy the story, please consider checking out my Patreon or Ko-Fi pages for more exclusive contents and to help support my work 😊

I hope you guys enjoy the update! 🥰💖

[DEMO] | [PATREON] | [KO-FI] | [DISCORD] | [COG FORUM]

[dawnchorus-if]

‎ ‎‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ Your sister is dead, murdered and mutilated and left to rot in a brothel like a sickly dog. You finally know your purpose: revenge.

DAWN CHORUS is an 18+ interactive fiction about death, love, and the song of new morning. Demo TBA.

You live in The Rocks, a decaying settlement in the shadowed outskirts of the kingdom, Cape Lyra. Once a cozy village, The Rocks has withered into a decrepit ruin since the assassination of King Cedric. Queen Lyra, for whom the kingdom was named, became consumed by grief and neglected the outer villages. Now, The Rocks is a place where even the birds come to die.

Desperate to earn money for the both of you, your sister ventured to Cape Lyra with her best friend, Jax. Only Jax returned, covered in your sister's blood, with a hazed description of her killer. Driven by the need for retribution, you and Jax set out for the kingdom, determined to find and punish the sick soul who took your sister's life. When revenge is your only remaining purpose, a life for a life only seems fair.

You hope.

‣‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎Fully customise yourself, from your name and appearance to your sexuality to your greatest woes and wants. Choose your approach to grief, to anger, to revenge—drown in your sorrows or push them aside in favour of a... different kind of vice. Curate a story that revolves around who you are, and what you'll stand for.

‣‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ Explore relationships with six different romanceable characters, and a multitude of other characters to befriend (or behead). Interact with a diverse cast of characters, each with their own impact to leave on the story. Just... be careful who you trust, some people might not be who they say they are.

‣‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ Find out what really happened to your sister. Hunt down her killer, or killers, and determine your own ability to play executioner on her behalf. Open doors to dark rooms in the royal family history, find out that there's a lot more darkness in Cape Lyra than there is light.

‣‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ Get involved in the politics of Cape Lyra. The people can only be neglected for so long before they start to revolt, right? What side of history will you be on? Or will you be too blinded by grief to care who gets hurt?

‣‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ Exorcise a demon, maybe.

DAWN, born amidst the morning birdsong, the cherished youngest child of King Cedric and Queen Lyra, and the heir apparent to the throne. They don't often get to see outside of Cape Lyra's walls, so don't fault them for being a little juvenile in their knowledge of the world, it's not born from a lack of desire. There's a youthful charm to Dawn, and a deep-seated eagerness to know more about the kingdom they'll one-day rule. [M/F, 22]

ASA KYNES, climbing the ranks as one of Cape Lyras most dedicated royal guards, Kynes is as formidable as they are resolute. You won't get past them very easily, they've got keen judgement skills, and you're up to something, they're sure of it. Kynes is loyal, and more than willing to lay their life down in servitude to the monarchy. Getting Kynes to open up is hard, but may be more than worth it. [M/F, 26]

JAX HANSLEY, your sisters best friend and now your accomplice in avenging her. Jax is royalty in The Rocks, charismatic beyond belief and has been teasing you since you were just starting to walk. Extravagant and always looking for something to do, you'll never find yourself bored around them. Plus, you couldn't get rid of Jax even if you wanted to, they're the closest thing to family that you have left. [M/F, 24]

CERYS SELINE, owner and face of The Rabbits Foot, Cape Lyra's busiest tavern. Cerys is a stern woman who works her ass off day and night, but there's a sweet undertone to the way she speaks: something nurturing. She's a pillar of the kingdom, well-connected and respected. There's more to her than meets the eye, sure, but for now she's more than willing to aid you in finding your sisters killer. [F, 26]

ARTHUR CASE, a priest who has been ousted from the kingdom for reasons he just won't speak aloud. Left with only one leg and crumbs of his faith, he's living in his late father's old church a short trek from the kingdoms gates. Pop in for a service one day, maybe confessionals don't always have to be one-sided. [M, 29]

??? — something cold in the shadows, and its eyes are on you.

DAWN CHORUS contains some heavy topics, such as graphic depictions of death, violence, drug use, explicit language and skippable sexual content. Classism is also a present topic. Readers discretion is advised.

reblogs r so appreciated and asks are more than welcome ^^

[leoneliterary]

Honor Amongst Thieves (WIP) — UPDATED 8/9/2024

The demo for Honor Amongst Thieves has been updated! Play it HERE!

Long time no see!

I have an update for y'all that will take us out of the city for the first time! There will be more schemes, a few special meetings and alliances formed and strained.

I hope y'all enjoy! Let me know what you think and if you run into any issues!

(Also I'll have a surprise for y'all later tonight!)

FORUM ~ KOFI ~ PATREON

[onthewaytosomewhere]

🍵 and/or 🧹 please 🫶🏻

🍵 dark n cozy all night spn coffee shop were!alex vamp!hen def need to fuck it out

“Percy Okonjo, the owner of this fine establishment, you happened to stumble in on one of the nights we cater to the beings of the city; of course, that now includes you. Welcome to the club. You can call me Pez.” Alex takes the hand Pez extended toward him and shakes it; he expected it to feel colder; that’s what all the lore said, right, cold to the touch or something like that. “Why is your hand not cold? I thought it was supposed to be cold.” Alex’s brain catches up with his mouth. “I’m so sorry that was so rude. Please forget I said that.”

🧹 seeking the (sex) services of a witch (so many for this one and so much writing on one i need to get done)

“I think I have a sex curse?” “I’m sorry, you have a what?” “I think I’ve been cursed, and it’s affecting my ability to perform sex acts? Even just kissing no longer works for me.” “I’m afraid to ask, but … in what way?” Alex tells Henry all about the woman who hit on him repeatedly and wouldn’t take no for an answer. He tells Henry all about the last time it happened and how she seemed to mutter something under her breath about how if he wouldn’t so much as kiss her, he must be waiting for his true love, and the rush of something, maybe it was magic, that rushed over him.

this weekend you can also

✨MAKE ME WRITE✨

[morbethgames]

NEW UPDATE IS OUT!

I’M FREE! FREEEEEE! 32 MOSTLY UNIQUE VARIATIONS OF INTIMATE SCENES DONE!

Clears throat

So, like stated above, the update is out! I’ll leave a list of patch notes, but this is majorly a bigger one for Alzarez and Lance romancers. The Lance extra story “Movie and Dessert” is being released with this update. You will need to replay the game. I’m sorry about that. BUT it’s because I added in new variables to the train scene so that stuff said there could possibly be brought up in this new scene! Reactivity, yay!

Along with that, you’ll get to read Alvarez’s flashback scene which is the actual end of Chapter 4. Along with a lot of little goodies. All in all, there was about… 44k-45k words added into this update? 40k of them are entirely optional and only happen if you choose to hang out with Lance after Alvarez’s flashback scene scene.

Not gonna lie, 1 variation in I was confident it would take two weeks. 8 variations in I was a bit tired but still energized to get this scene done. 16 variations in I had to step away for a couple of days to not let my brain melt. By the time I hit mid-twenties in variation for this scene, I was finding myself thinking that it just. wasn’t. worth it.

I have no idea if I’ll make the other intimate scenes this branching. It was honestly a lot of work. Like, a lot, it it was so fatiguing after a while, but I knew I had to get it done. IT’s also the reason I paused my patreon this month, because it wouldn’t be fair to charge people for something that they’re not getting early as promised in the rewards. This took way longer than I thought, so I wanted to just release it to everyone at once.

I do hope you guys enjoy it, and without further ado, here are the patch notes for this update.

Stay Brilliant, -Vi

Patch Notes:

“Movie and Dessert” Lance Extra Scene is finished.

Alvarez Flashback scene is finished.

Added a Text Box Investigation Tab in the Stats Screen.

You are now able to toggle between Text Box Investigations and regular choice script gameplay for TBI sequences.

You can now view the Text Box Investigation tutorial at any time via the stats screen.

Removed the Text Box Investigation Tutorial from chapter 4.

Added an option in the beginning of the game to Fade To Black during intimate scenes.

You can now pick asexual and aromantic as separate options, and they are not tied to each other.

Grammar edits and fixes (thank you to all who report them).

🛡️Patreon | Forum Page | Demo Link🛡️

[xuxudio]

do you think they ever sat on the throne together?

[alistarascendance]

❝𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧—𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧?❞

— in which, fabled legend Alistar returns from the Chasm decades after their descent, only to find themself faced with an issue: humanity, in their absence, has created a world of suffering, dilapidated by greed, and Alistar’s presence only continues to fuel their selfishness, as a living legend must kill… or be killed.

Alistar: Ascendance is a cyberpunk, dystopian romance interactive fiction that was originally intended to simply be a story, before its writer (me) decided to be impulsive and turn it into an IF.

DISCLAIMERS

this story will contain depictions of alcohol, smoking, blood, violence, profanity, mild gore, yandere behavior, toxic relationships, suggestive themes, discrimination, self-hatred, mentions of emotional and physical abuse, suicidal thoughts, an oppressive government, fictional languages and religions, real world philosophies/religions including but not limited to: cynicism, nihilism and atheism; a corrupt world, discussion of morals and human conscience, as well as other mature themes. this list will be updated as the story is written.

please keep all of this in mind while reading!

A gender-selectable MC, who you choose the name, personality, sexuality, appearance, and morals of.

A wide variety of choices to choose from that will impact your story, and the need to keep your MC sane (or just go batshit insane. That works, too).

5 male love interests + 1 secret RO, all of whom you can maintain a simply platonic relationship with if you wish, or you can just continue to flirt with them endlessly (+ a FWB relationship for some).

An enriching world and story, set in a cyberpunk dystopia (we know all of you are here for the romance though).

A powerful MC 😔😔

ROs (romance options, also referred to as LIs or love interests).

THE SURFACE DWELLER:

Seven. 21, Chaotic Good. Mechanic.

“The HIVE needs to fall. There are no exceptions—not even for you.”

The first person you meet once you arrive on the Surface, you and Seven have a unique bond. He’s got a reputation in the slums and Neon for being great at parties, but his friendliness can easily be read as something more.

Is it something more? Further observations will have to be made…

THE SURVIVOR

Saturn. 23, Lawful Evil. Bartender.

“Keep your head down, and you’ll survive.”

The quiet bartender has a curious perspective on things. He seems to have no problem with the HIVE members patrolling his bar, even serving them drinks like they’re normal customers, despite their heavy armor and edges that are too sharp to be humane.

He also doesn’t seem to be particularly interested in you in the slightest. Why’s that?

THE DIPLOMAT

“Is it better to live in quiet solitude, your voice stripped and taken—or would you rather have died, knowing your voice was the loudest amongst them all?”

Chain. 23, alignment unclear. Current occupation unknown.

He’s someone to keep an eye out for. While he hasn’t practiced his craft in years, he may still prove to be dangerous. Just as friendly as Seven, but far more difficult to truly befriend.

Obtain new information as soon as possible…

THE PUPPET

Judge me if you must. It doesn’t change the fact that I’m up here, and you’re down there.

Orion. 25, Lawful Neutral. HIVE operative.

The HIVE member patrolling Saturn’s bar. Part of something greater than he is, but he’s a part of it, regardless. Keep him around…

OTHER ENTITIES

Argos: Neutral Good. Age unknown. The deity whose spear you brandished, after his passing. He was a good man, but the fact only makes your sins rest heavier in your heart.

Teacher: True Neutral. Around ~200 years old. The chasm-dwelling shadow who taught you all you know of the Chasm and its residents.

Alistar: alignment unknown. Around ~200 years old. That’s you! You’re Alistar. At least, that’s what the world has been calling you ever since you ended the war and revitalized humanity, so that is what you will be referred to as throughout the entirety of the story. However, if you’d like to change your name (as Alistar is the default) you may!

As I am primarily an author (as in I literally have done nothing else with my life) I am new to coding (I took ONE coding club in fourth grade) and am trying to write out and perfect a chapter before converting it into typical IF form.

Once I manage to get things situated, I’ll started to code. I’m currently almost done writing chapter 4, so I’ll start working on coding once I finish it.

If anyone wants to read the chapters I’ve written until now, just shoot me an ask or message :)) I’d be happy to show you. otherwise, here are the ones I’ve posted so far:

CHAPTERS

CHAPTER ONE: COURTING DEATH CHAPTER TWO: THOSE WHO REMAIN CHAPTER THREE: TARNISHED DREAMS

asked to be tagged for new chapters!

[rowanisawriter]

incidental contact

hades, patrochilles, rated t, ~7000 words

.

“Achilles told me about you,” Zagreus says, his voice strained with effort to lift his head and speak.

Patroclus’s fingers spasm. He almost drops the spear. He aims for the heart and gathers his strength. The flickering of Ares’s favor is in the blood that touches his feet, that would sink into his skin if it was still alive.

“That name means little to me here,” he says.

“Does yours also mean little to you?” Zagreus watches him closely. “Patroclus?”

His mouth moves to perfectly pronounce the syllables. Pat-ro-clus. The air around them seems to completely still. Even the shades in their eternal stands have quieted for once, no longer cheering or jeering, but listening carefully.

Patroclus brings down the spear, and the Styx rises to collect its prince, and he leaves the arena before the body has disappeared, listening to the hush whispering of the shades around him, the syllables echoing in his ears as he moves. Pat-ro-clus. Enunciated exactly the way he remembers.

Patroclus as Champion of Elysium AU, inspired by this post.