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alistarascendance · 2 days

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❝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

asked to be tagged for new chapters!

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breachverse · 2 days

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Breach: Chicago War Zone - WIP Update 18 - 26th of August 2023

... This one's actually been brewing for 6 months, so... 1 Million Words folks!

Update 21 has been released! Last public upload was pretty much a year ago so, I'm very sorry for the long silence, a lot of the updates have been mostly in the private testing phase on Patreon, but I am here with a bunch of fixes and hangout updates.

But most importantly... We've passed the 1 Million Words mark... My fingers are tired. ❤

You may play it on the link below.

Breach: Chicago War Zone (Updated)

DEVELOPMENT LOG#21 (15-April-2024)

(B2.1.1.24.4.15)

Alpha - 21

Fixed something here, fixed something there, fixed something everywhere

SideModule: Fixed Justin's hangout background

SideModule: Fixed Hayne's hangout background

SideModule: Added Anna's 1st hangout

SideModule: Added Charlie's 1st hangout

SideModule: Added Kaz's 1st hangout

SideModule: Added Carly's 1st hangout

Stats_Page: Added Archangel crew background notes

UniModule: Added 7 new weapons to the shop

MISC: Added AA-12

MISC: Added FAMAS G2

MISC: Added HK G36C

MISC: Added SIG MPX

MISC: Added PP-19 Vityaz

MISC: Added Ultimax 100

MISC: Added SR-25

COMPLETED: Chapter 3 Part 1 of The ARC branch (100%) (PT only) W.I.P.: AA Hangout Part 1 (86%) W.I.P.: AA Store system (85%) W.I.P.: FBI Hangout Part 1 (46%) W.I.P.: FBI Store system (65%) W.I.P.: Stat screen upgrade (40%) Word Count: 1,007,622 words including codes (Last update was 971,142)

I'll be completely honest, when I started Breach 2 I knew it was going to surpass 1 million words. I just didn't think it would take this long. Through numerous challenges, both in writing and in real life. Through numerous ups and downs, I'm absolutely surprised and grateful to know that there are people out there who still support me. I've had many thoughts, numerous times, to give up and move on to other things in life, but I didn't want to disappoint, so I kept writing.

I bring to you, the 1 million milestone update. It's really not much, but it is one step closer to completion. This update has been in the works for the past 6 months mostly due to the weapons rework and also story changes for the crew members that I apparently couldn't keep track of without a giant excel spreadsheet. This update finalizes the Archangel's Gamma Crew hangouts, which is Kaz and Carly's hangout as well as Anna and Charlie's hangout.

As before, they share the same storyline so they will both share the same hangout. If you choose to go out with one, you cannot go out with the other. Kaz shares it with Carly, and Anna shares it with Charlie. Keep that in mind. Oh, and there's 7 new guns to play with. Have fun, Ian.

This update does not include the new Chapters. Chapter 3 will still be Patreon exclusive until Breach 2 finishes and I can send the demo to the public testing, and to CoG for the full release.

I really cannot reiterate how grateful I am to have an amazing array of readers and supporters who are still here after numerous hiccups and fuck ups. Thank you all, so very much.

Much, much love. - Max ❤

Link to the CoG Forums

I also have a Discord server!

As always feel free to drop however many screenshot feedbacks you'd like, either in the forums or in our Discord channel!

#breachverse #breach update #breach: chicago warzone #choice of games #interactive fiction #bcwz #breach the archangel job #if wip #choicescript #hosted games #cyoa #dashingdon #if game #interactive novel #breachverse news #btaj

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omc-if · 3 days

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Try to keep your head to yourself.

When the brewing fight for territorial disputes were arising when you were but a young child, the Solivian ministry of your Kingdom had to choose a mean to survive.

Death in honor or live in guilt.

And you were the fruit of their own choice, the Promised; sheltered and kept safe until you are of the ripe age to be handed to the enemy Empire.

“Remember, you are not free. Watch yourself,” You briefly remember the fretting in your brother's tone, scared and nervous. “You are on your own now.” The same brother that allowed you to be whisked away without a fight.

“Survive.”

LINKS : DEMO, ABOUT THE ROS

Design your Clematis; name, gender, appearance, personality.

Be morally challenged and make decisions that will shape the story, let your choices decide which route will it take you to.

Stats free, just enjoy and immerse yourself in a fictional fantasy world, pick the choices that will shape your character for who they are and will be.

Oh My Clematis is a dark fantasy interactive fiction, set in a fantasy medieval period where you play as a royal who is promised to the enemy Empire in exchange for your Kingdom's peace.

Content Warnings: death, discrimination, abuse, trauma, morally questionable behavior, violent and explicit themes, and more. Viewers discretion is advised and appropriate only for 18+

THE HAILED CROWN, the next in line to the throne. Meticulous and wise, as the next ruler, he is expected to be anything but short from perfection. He is widely known as a just ruler. Can only be romanced by a female mc.

Régis

THE TYRANNICAL PRINCE, zealous and cunning are the two words that best describe him, he always has the last say to anything and everything. Venture deeper into the abyss, only then will you feel the gleam of his gaze.

Quentin

THE BLADE, though the winter solstice has passed since, nothing could warm the depth of his heart. Cold and biting, like the strike of his blade when it catches and tears the enemies away. Can only be romanced by a male mc.

Reynaud

THE WHIMSICAL HOST, the youngest in the family, not much is known about them but the fact that they seemingly disappear every now and then. They're neither a prince nor a princess, but maybe they can be your people.

Reymonde

THE BRAVE HEART, a princess that possesses a heart stronger than anyone. But what she wants is neither the throne nor the title, but freedom to be nothing.

Fleur

THE VIPER, she's not exactly one you can hold down. Deadly like a boa, a princess who reigns over the social circle, influence greater than none and if there is, the viper can strike it down.

Clemence

THE ONE WHO REIGNS, the favored child of the old emperor, loved and cherished for her humble and kind personality. A friendly individual in a place filled with predators. Can only be romanced by a female mc.

René

#dashingdon #choicescript #interactive fiction #interactive game #interactive novel #choice of games #cog #wip #dark fantasy #story #omc #Oh My Clematis #dark romance #18+#+18

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leoneliterary · 11 hours

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Hello sorry to bother you! I love your story so much but often don’t know what was added to the demo or not and since i have to restart i would love to have a small list of what was updated if possible? Sorry if it’s too much of a bother or if you do post that already i just can’t find it anywhere 😣

Thank you for bringing this to my attention!

I'll start including a list of changes and updates going forward. It also seems that y'all prefer longer updates instead of shorter, more frequent ones, which is understandable.

This update involved your character exploring the temple, and interacting with Aretas, Heka, Merikh, and Tamu.

Sorry for the inconvenience, but sometimes it's hard for me to gauge how long an update actually is, because of the different branches.

#interactive fiction #honor amongst thieves #if wip #game development #interactive novel #worldbuilding #hat if #demo update convo

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notsogreatdion · 21 days

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✶ INTERACTIVE FICTION RECS ✶

✶ Project Hadea - @nyehilismwriting (wip)

✶ The Exile - @exilethegame (wip)

✶ Vendetta - @vendetta-if (wip)

✶ When Twilight Strikes - @evertidings (wip)

✶ The Northern Passage - @northern-passage (wip)

✶ Merry Crisis - @merrycrisis-if (wip)

✶ Diaspora - @diasporatheblog (wip)

✶ Infamous - @infamous-if (wip)

✶ Fields of Asphodel - @chrysanthemumgames (wip)

✶ Eyes of Shan - @eyesofshan-if (wip)

✶ A Comedy of Manors - @sviyaginthegreat (wip)

✶ Wolf Set Free - @wolfsetfree-if (wip)

✶ Honor Amongst Thieves - @leoneliterary (wip)

✶ Thicker Than - @barbwritesstuff (wip)

✶ Soulmates Inc. - @soulmatesinc-if (wip)

✶ Crown of Ashes and Flames - @coeluvr (wip)

✶ Virtue's End - @virtues-end (wip)

✶ You Live and Fern - @beetlebethwrites (wip)

✶ Attollo - @attollogame (wip)

✶ Wayfarer - @idrellegames (wip)

✶ The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - An affair of the heart - @doriana-gray-games (wip)

✶ Superstitions 1, 2 - @13leaguestories

✶ Seven Days in Purgatory (I don't think this one is ever getting finished, but it has a special place in my heart)

⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ✶

VN'S

✶ A Date with Death - @twoandahalfstudios

✶ 14 Days With You - @14dayswithyou (wip)

✶ Blooming Panic - @robobarbie

✶ ERROR143

✶ The Good People - @moiraimyths (wip)

✶ Our Life: Beginnings & Always - @gb-patch

✶ Our Life: Now & Forever - @gb-patch (wip)

⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ✶

#i'm in love with all of these #i will be adding more with time don’t worry #dionrecommendsifs #if #interactive fiction #interactive novel #visual novel #choice of games #gaming

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weepinwriter · 5 months

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Road to Heaven is an 18+ Dystopian fic which takes inspiration from popular media like the “Shatter Me” series and “Hunger Games”. It may contain distressing content like major injury to the characters, character deaths, blood, gore, body horror, amnesia and optional sexual content. More specific warnings will be given at the beginning of each chapter.

You are inmate No. 1441, incarcerated in Tartarus, the most notorious prison on the continent. You find yourself imprisoned for a crime that you do not remember committing, leaving you in a state of uncertainty about your own identity and purpose. The first memory you have is awakening to the sensation of a gun being shoved into your mouth.

Within the grim confines of Tartarus, you have been branded as the most dangerous criminal, feared yet hated by both fellow inmates and prison authorities alike. It becomes clear to you that in order to survive and unravel the enigma of your past, escape from this formidable penitentiary is imperative. However, achieving freedom will not be an easy feat, as you must navigate treacherous encounters with some of the most malevolent criminals known to humanity. In your quest for freedom, you find yourself entangled in complex relationships with three significant individuals. Firstly, your cellmate, whose icy demeanor suggests a deep-seated disdain for your very existence. Secondly, your best friend within the prison walls, whose seemingly excessive friendliness may harbor ulterior motives. Lastly, there is the warden, whose overtly amicable nature masks a peculiar familiarity with your past. As you navigate the perilous labyrinth of Tartarus, your ultimate objective is twofold: to survive amidst the most notorious criminals and uncover the truth about your forgotten past. In a world where danger lurks at every corner, you must tread carefully, for the path to redemption and self-discovery is riddled with uncertainty and perilous choices.

Fully customize your MC. Choose your pronouns, sexuality, appearance and more. Take control of your interactions with the characters and experience the world of Elysium City through a personalized scope.

Romance one of the 7 RO’s, and if you are charming enough, fall in love with any two of them. The four possible poly routes available are: The Cellmate and The Friend, The Warden and The Master, The Protector and The Master, The Cellmate and The Rebel

Struggle against the evil that wants you dead and uncover secrets about yourself

Accept your identity as an Esper and rediscover your powers, or completely reject them

Master your ability of Conscious Manipulation and perhaps learn a few things about yourself unexpectedly

Choose to make allies within Tartarus or antagonize them. Your choices have consequences

Lead a dying rebellion against the Hightable or join them as an equal

There are a total 7 romance options, each with their own personality and a story along with dark secrets for you to uncover

Survive

1. The Cellmate [f/m] | Enemies to Lovers

Subject Name : Twenty

A palpable enigma surrounds the inexplicable disdain they harbor towards you, leaving you to ponder if your past misdeeds have sowed the seeds of their ire. Your questions remain unanswered, rarely do they grace you with a response, and when they do, it arrives veiled in hateful glares and a tapestry of venomous words. The origins of their animosity remain shrouded in silence, with fellow inmates mirroring their reticence. Only when they are complaining about the prison's wretched conditions and the Warden's despotic rule do they momentarily shed their icy facade, revealing hints of vulnerability and human emotion. When they do smile, albeit rarely, it is a fleeting moment of breathtaking beauty. If only you could find the courage to tell them that.

[ Number 1579 is an S rank Arcane Tendency Esper with the Cryokinesis ability. They are under Libra’s Jurisdiction, and thus only follow orders coming directly from them. ]

Other Tropes : Emotional Scars, Nobody thinks it’ll actually work, Hate Sex

2. The Warden? [m] | ???

Subject Name : Nikita

There is an uncanny familiarity surrounding him, leaving you torn between the unsettling grip of dread and the elusive allure of desire. He claims to know you personally. Apparently the two of you were close friends before The Incident. Yet, when you press for details, he skillfully redirects the conversation before your emotions can catch up. "The past is but a fleeting shadow," he says, "no need to talk about something that can't be changed. Besides, you wouldn't remember anything." Evidently your memories had been erased. The question of who hangs heavy in the air, but his response remains enigmatic, offering only a mirthless smile.

[ Nikita is the Warden of Tartarus, the Reformation Asylum in Sector 10, 8th District. He is under Scorpio's jurisdiction. ]

Other Tropes : Slowburn, Betrayal, Puppy play

3. The Friend [f/m] | Friends to Lovers

Subject Name : Victor (m.) | Vanessa (f.)

A compassionate and devoted companion, V. shines as a beacon of light in the desolate depths of this grim abyss that became your world. From the moment you opened your eyes, they extended a helping hand, guiding you through the labyrinthine complexities of Tartarus and easing your transition into this unfamiliar realm. Unfazed by the venomous whispers that tarnish your reputation, they remain steadfastly by your side, unwavering in their loyalty. Their warm smiles and whimsical wordplay serve as a balm, mending your wounded spirit after every bitter clash with Twenty. How fortunate you are to be blessed with such an illuminating presence, brightening the shadows that consume your existence.

[ Number 1339 is an A rank Catalyst Tendency Esper with the Illusion Manipulation ability. They are under Scorpio’s Jurisdiction. ]

Other Tropes : Partners in crime, First Love, Good people get good sex, Slight yandere

4. The Count/Countless [f/m] | Forbidden Romance (relationship history can be friends with benefits)

Subject Name : Emir (m.) | Evara(f.)

A remarkable visionary and an exceptional entrepreneur, E. stands as an unrivaled figure in the illustrious realm of Elysium City. Holding the distinction of being the youngest Grandmaster in history and amassing unparalleled wealth, they reign as the CEO of the renowned Quinn Industries. E. is adorned with numerous titles within the esteemed echelons of society, serving as an icon of inspiration and a beacon of hope, while simultaneously arousing envy in the hearts of many. An arrogant and proud individual, their ugliness is conveniently covered by their astonishing fortune, combined with innate brilliance, seems almost mystical, as if destined for greatness from their very birth. Within Elysium City's grand social tapestry, few possess the persuasive prowess to sway the decisions of the Hightable itself, yet E. stands tall even among this select few. As an eligible bachelor, their daily inundation of love letters and marriage proposals is a testament to their allure. And yet, amidst all this splendor, it is you who has found a place of interest in their extraordinary life.

[ E. is a part of The Senate and thus does not fall under any District's jurisdiction. ]

Other Tropes : Belated love epiphany, Billionaire, Power play, Daddy/Mommy kink

5. The Master [f] | Forbidden Romance

Subject Name : Leo

In her calculated pursuit, you find yourself ensnared. Your allure captivates her discerning gaze, for you possess what she desires most. You are the coveted object of her desires. In this strategic game, you are but a pawn, a possession within her calculated grasp. Yet, curiously she maintains a measured distance. Her reason? She eloquently articulates, “Witnessing the growth of one's possession is a fascinating phenomenon.”

[ Leo is the Master of {DATA REDACTED}. They are the Ruler of the 5th District. ]

Other Tropes : Secret Identity, Second Chance, Blood play, Begging

6. The Protector [m] | Bodyguard Romance

Subject Name : Caesar

A battle-hardened soldier, Caesar bears the scars of a lifetime spent serving the FAE and the city. With an intimacy unparalleled, he has danced with mortality on numerous occasions, making death a companion rather than an adversary. Yet, behind that facade of strength, Caesar is a fractured soul, haunted by insecurities and a self-destructive nature. His journey, filled with shattered dreams and the weight of his daughter's aspirations, has brought him to the edge of despair. The immortality he once embraced now feels like a curse, a harbinger of misfortune that has become synonymous with his presence. In his eyes, he sees himself as not a protector but a bearer of ill fate. However, the stars, in an unexpected alignment, have granted him a final purpose: to protect you. Beneath the intimidating exterior lies a gentle giant, yet one plagued by a profound sense of self-loathing. He grapples with the belief that his very existence is a catalyst for tragedy, a vortex that draws calamity toward him and those he holds dear. Intrigued by this complex guardian, you see the duality within Caesar — an attentive and understanding individual burdened by the weight of his own perceived malevolence. As you navigate through the intricate layers of his psyche, perhaps you could help him ease his suffering, even by a little.

[ Caesar is a registered S rank Endura Tendency Esper with the Regeneration ability. He comes under Leo’s jurisdiction. ]

Other Tropes : Beauty and the Beast, Single parent, Stop calling me daddy

7. The Rebel [f/m] | Enemies to Lovers

Subject Name : Gael (m.) | Gwendolyn (f.)

You betrayed them. Or perhaps it's the other way around? You do not remember. The trust you once held dear has been shattered, and now you must face the price for your misguided beliefs. Like a fool enchanted by deceit, you must bear the weight of your choices. Remember this lesson, for betrayal's toll is a heavy one to pay. Proceed with caution, lest you become ensnared in the web of your own treachery.

[ There is no known information on this individual. Extreme caution is recommended. ]

Other Tropes : Amnesia, Revenge, Redemption, Breathe play

Links

[ DEMO ]

[ PINTEREST ]

[ THE DISTRICTS ]

[ THE HIGHTABLE ]

All asks and reposts are welcome 😁!

#current wip #interactive fiction #if game #interactive game #hosted games #twine game #interactive novel #dystopia #if intro #thriller #road to heaven if #upcoming if #twine wip #no demo

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apt502-if · 7 months

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The demo to Apartment 502 is here!

It's been a long road. First thank you for your patience and understanding. 502 has been delayed so much mostly due to my own resistance, but it's here!

The demo is the pilot episode and I consider this an introduction. Episode 1 is when things really start to move but I wanted a good start just to introduce some key characters.

What to expect:

⛟ move to nyc and get dumped! (totally normal)

⛟ meet the people you will spend your time with now that you're totally and completely alone

⛟ try to find some purpose now that you're utterly alone in a city you don't know. totally cool. not a problem at all

**the stats have not yet been implemented and will be added in the next update!**

This is a WIP that I have changed constantly. There may be errors or typos/mistakes and if there are, please let me know, especially if there are parts where it may seem like a passage or scene was skipped.

You can probably tell where I started frantically deleting and changing plot points lol. The next update, this demo will probably be rewritten and updated but we'll see. I just wanted to get this out because if I didn't, I never would.

I hope you like it!

The demo is 41,780 words. Play Apt. 502.

#wip #choice of games #cog #cog demo #choice of games demo #interactive fiction #interactive novel #interactive fiction game #if game

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limerenceif · 9 days

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Limerence is an 18+ slice of life IF that follows you, one of the most globally demanded actors of all time. You just accepted a lead role in a romance movie, one that’s amongst the most highly anticipated films of the year. You were ready, prepared, and content with the plan the directors and producers laid out for you.

Everything was perfect. This was going to be your best work yet!

Until you heard a door click and felt the breeze of the air conditioning blow against your neck as you turned. And now that perfect plan was slowly falling apart as you spotted your devilishly attractive co-star and felt an electrifying pull that would blow every publicity stunt out of the water.

Now, you must avoid getting your heart absolutely shattered again.

Genres: slice-of-life, drama, romance Some tropes: forbidden love, forced proximity

Full customization over your iconic MC, choosing how they look and react with the many options available!

Try not to fall in love with your customizable co-star(s)!

3 storylines in one book! Depending on which genre of romance movie you pick, you'll have a different RO

Manage the way the public views you - humble or self-absorbed?

A very expensive friend group, hopefully, with no drama involved.

Outfit changes! Shopping trips! Interviews! Premiers! Red carpets! A horrible ex! And a date in… Paris??

Experience what it’s like to be rich and famous!

A system built where actions and words contribute to the development of your platonic and romantic relationships

I’m being so serious when I say you're gonna be able to strut your stuff. Like, you're THAT!

THE CAREFREE ROMANCE "Is it sin to love?"

Arthur/Aria, a people-pleaser mixed with a warm heart, is the perfect actor for the counterpart lead in a movie that ends in the happiest way of all. Many would categorize them as a golden retriever, always filled with energy and a happy aura. They walked through those stage doors, immediately greeting everybody with respect and smiles on their face.

THE TRAGIC ROMANCE "For the wounded and the lost."

Corin/Carrie, a cold demeanor mixed with a frozen heart, is the perfect actor for the counterpart lead in a movie that ends in heartbreak. You swore they were throwing daggers at you through the whole reading of the script. The directors say they can feel a connection brewing beneath their harsh exterior, but you can't seem to spot it.

THE THRILLER ROMANCE "The vanity of existence."

Kenley/Kaylee, a mixture of both cold and warm, you don't actually know if they'd be the perfect actor at all. They're all over the place, left and right, backward and forwards, you can't ever seem to spot them in one place for more than five minutes. The directors are starting to wonder if you two will even be able to progress through these scenes with their attention being constantly stolen, but hey, who knows, it might work!

#if wip #twine if #twine game #interactive fiction #interactive novel #if game #cyoa

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ataleofcrowns · 8 months

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New Chapter Released!

Hello again! Hope your summer has gone well ☀️

With the public release of this new chapter, the romances are starting to intersect and interact with the main plot:

Unique paths for each love interest, encompassing a completely different plot event that the Crown will have to deal with

D and X's routes heavily involve the Imperial Court, where the Crown's previous choices on court positions will be first illustrated in the story

Meanwhile, R and A have unique events happening regarding some concerning magic that has left R in trouble, and an investigation that has lead A astray

Each route will force the Crown to make an important decision that will be remembered by their love interest. If you pick a bad choice here, even if you get a good romance later on, your love interest will remember it...

An additional note on this chapter: due to its sheer size and variability, I didn't have a chance to send it to my beta readers on time, so you may find more errors/bugs in it than what you're used to from me. Please report them in this Google Form or in the Discord server if possible!

Thank you for all your patience and support, I hope you enjoy the new chapter ✨

For those that are unfamiliar with the game

A Tale of Crowns is a high fantasy romance story, told in the form of a text-based interactive novel with choice mechanics. The setting is inspired by Kurdish culture as well as other historical settings in the Middle East such as Ancient Persia, but it also draws heavily from other cultures and countries in the region.

Your character is native to Arsur, a vast empire overseen by a single ruler known as the Crown. Unlike traditional monarchies, however, the title is not inherited through blood. Whenever the Crown dies, their famed golden eyes pass on to the one chosen by the Spirits of this world to be the new Crown. In this story, your MC takes on that role.

There are four different love interests to choose from, whose genders will be customized to suit the preferences of your Crown. You can find more info about them on the blog page!

Also note that this current version of the game is safe for those 16 years and older.

Like the premise so far? Play it and give it a try! The entire game is free!

If you enjoyed the game, please reblog! Share it with your friends! Recognition and reader interaction is just about the only thing I get in return for creating it ❤️

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take-my-soul-if · 8 days

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Eros and Psyche IF

TAKE MY SOUL is an 18+ IF game being written in Twine. It's a retelling of the famous story of Eros and Psyche, just... with a few new added twists and turns!

Your sisters married off quick, you didn't. It was hard, harder than necessary for your parents to marry you off. Everyone seemed to kneel at the presence of your beauty but ended up never wanting to stay long enough for something to form.

You were practically a trophy for rich nobles to flaunt around. Cupid had failed you with this one.

Until one night, you felt a prick at your side, a rush of cold air, and suddenly your life flipped upside down when your parents came back to the castle with upsetting news about the rest of your life (or maybe the end of it?)

Customize YOUR own Psyche! Play as female, male, non-binary; straight, bisexual, pansexual, gay; asexual, and even, touch-averse! What hobbies should you have? What beliefs? What religion?

Follow the way the myth is supposed to unfold, or break away and create what you think should happen. Who said the minor god needed to get the person?

Find love in Cupid, or maybe even their mom?

Play as quite literally, one of the most beautiful people roaming Earth

Deal with your two obnoxious older sisters who only want to flaunt their husbands in your face

Enrich yourself in a story filled with new paths at every page and a whole ton of flavor text!

Have the occasional switch of POV, with the starring guest of Aphrodite, the Orcale?, and even your own love interest

CUPID

The god of love, albeit a minor one, but a god nonetheless. You've never seen them, as Eros likes to stay hidden whilst casting their arrows. But, from what your tutors teach you, they have these massive angel wings that preen out whenever they get into something mischievous. Cloth wraps around their naked body, Eros doesn't leave much to the imagination. However, in some readings, Eros is depicted as a female with hip-length black hair, while in others, the male version likes to keep it cropped and out of his way.

this is a draft! more romances may be introduced in the future, but currently, im sticking with Eros

DEMO COMING MAY 2ND!

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CHAPTER ONE: COURTING DEATH

this is going to be an IF (interactive fiction)! for more information, check out this post.

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An eternal slumber was hard to maintain.

At first, you were perfectly content at the thought of sleeping your whole life away, curled up in a tenebrous cocoon, with only the shadows and beasts hiding within the depths of the Chasm to keep you company. You deserved it, after all. After seeing the end to a pointless war, one that never should have begun in the first place, you found yourself weary; your bones aching with every step you took, and the rusted cogs in your mind seeing no point of oiling themselves.

But in everlasting sleep, you found refuge.

The day you plunged into the endless abyss of the Chasm was nothing special, really. You had no companions, no family, and no lover. Only the four walls of your humble abode and the small family of mice that lived in said walls to offer you company. It was then when you realized how lonely you truly were, and that this day had been coming for a long time now. You simply had chosen to follow it through on a whim, but the more you pondered, the more satisfied you grew.

This was a fitting end to your story.

Or so you believed.

You don’t know how many days have passed since then, but it had been long enough that your mind felt newly refurbished, and the aches of your body, ceased. And yet, your body remained shrouded in shadows, per usual. But when a sliver of sunlight snuck through the cracks, caressing your skin with a sort of warmth you had forgotten, your eyes opened.

Light flooded your vision, your pupils contracting as they attempted to adjust to the sun. You raised your arm to shield yourself, joints stiff at first, but your motions quickly grew more fluid as you stretched out your limbs. The white cloak you wore, a sharp contrast against the swirls of black around you, shifted to drape itself over your back as you moved forward, tentatively at first, before your strides grew brisk.

In the Chasm, the laws of nature did not apply. Time hardly passed, and though you stood upon what was seemingly a drop into an infinite void, the darkness shifted to obey your every whim, holding you afloat. As long as you had courage, you would do well here. Although monsters dwelled in these depths, in all your years here, they had rarely bothered you. It was simply more proof of the error behind the beliefs of humanity.

Dozens of pairs of glowing eyes blinked open, making themself known to you as they followed your movements. One pair of menacing red eyes in particular trailed after you, making its interest prominent. Shadows seemed to fester around the figure, clinging to every inch of its skin to make it stand out, even amongst the darkness itself.

“Where are you going?” The sound was a low, baritone hum, the gruffness of its tone emanating from its chest as each syllable slithered through its ivory fangs with careful poise. The juxtaposition was common in Aayixa, the language of the dead, for death was similar to an abstract painting: depending on the viewer, it could appear very differently to one than it might another.

This particular creature, defined by the ugly, jagged scar that crawled up his neck and hooked onto his jaw, ending on the high of his cheek, taught it to you. He was the only monster that you found was brave enough to strike up conversation, and it was simple to see why. He did not fear you. The others were more tentative. Cautious. But him? He had an aura of effortless confidence to him, and it was evident in everything he did.

You sighed, closing your eyes briefly. “To the Surface.” You spoke carefully, keeping your voice devoid of emotion. The voice of your teacher was as dead as the language he spoke, so it wasn’t much of a surprise that you ended up adapting the coolness from him.

“…The Surface?” He squinted at you. “Why would you go there? Has the light piqued your interest?”

“Perhaps it has.” You slowed to a stop, the pounding in your head making irritation fester. “Is that an issue?”

He laughed. The sound was husky with condescension. “I believe you know the answer, my pet.”

Your eyes shifted to the light that had creeped in, seeping in through the cracks to create a window of opportunity for you. It had been so long since you had felt… alive. The Surface being unable to fulfill your needs was why you had retreated to the Chasm, but perhaps it’d be different now. Perhaps, humanity had shed its old ways, and was birthed anew. Perhaps… this time, you had a chance—a proper one—for a life.

“And I believe you know my response, Teacher.”

Crimson pupils narrowed into slits, but he spoke none. A beat of silence passed, before you began to walk again. He followed after you.

“Why do you wish to return?”

You gave a short hum of thought, wondering just how much of the truth you should share with him. He had never appeared to you as the overprotective type, but you could hear the subtle hint of annoyance in his voice. “To see what has happened in my absence.” Fairly true. It was close enough, anyways.

He watched you. “Is that all?”

“Were you expecting more?”

His dark, serpentine tongue flickered out from between his lips to lick at them in thought. “…Perhaps.”

You exhaled slowly. “Then, let me make myself clear: I want to live.” Your eyes narrowed subtly at the way his gaze followed you, concisely, taking in your every move. The possibility that he might stop you weighed heavily on your mind. He was strong enough to do it, and you knew he could. You simply had to hope that he wouldn’t. “And as lovely as the Chasm is, the Surface has its own charm.”

The menacing look in his eyes faded, and turned into something more contemplative. “Ah…” he exhaled slowly, the sound coming out as a hiss. “I suppose time does tend to blur here. And mortals… crave adventure. And yet, that’s always what gets them k-k-killed.”

“I won’t die.” You huffed loudly. “I have Argos’s Spear. I will be fine.”

Your hand slid into your pockets, fingers subtly grazing against the cool handle of said spear. After the devastating war, and the death of the deity who once wielded it, you had retrieved it, and claimed it as your own to help rebuild civilization. Now, it resided in the modest state of a pocket knife, until you would call upon its power to aid you once more.

Your eyes shifted over to your teacher, whose face had contorted in disapproval. “You mortals are always so overconfident.” He said the word with a hint of disdain, before his tone flattened out into its typical monotone. “You hardly know how to use that spear.”

“I know how to summon upon its magic, and that’s all I need.”

He chuckled throatily at that. “Ah, yes, rely on the magic of a weapon belonging to a deity long gone, why don’t you? Certainly, it’ll help you improve your own skills, and not force you into becoming practically useless without it.” His voice was thick with sarcasm, and his strides became longer and quicker.

“You know plenty well that I am capable on my own.” You paused, and then your voice softened. “You taught me how to be.”

He slowed back into a regular pace, and for a second, he looked conflicted. “Well. I suppose you’re not wrong in that regard.” He quieted, and then his eyes shifted over to you. “Will you ever return?”

You stopped. The subtle flicker in his voice made you hesitate.

“Do you want me to?”

He stopped.

“Perhaps.”

The shift of his tone to something softer made you stop mid-step, and you found your eyes widening. You hadn’t expected him to care. Carefully, you clutched your cloak, fisting the silk in one hand, trying to root yourself. The drill of his stare into the side of your head didn’t help your mind to function properly, either, but you finally responded.

“Then I will,” you breathed. The tremble of your own voice frightened you, but you tried to hide it, masking it with faked indifference. “Is this conversation over, now?”

“Hardly.” He eyed you carefully, but spoke no more. The expression on his face hadn’t changed, but the something in the air had. When you met his gaze—a brief, fleeting clash of crimson against your own—he looked away.

The conversation died into a standstill, but as eager as you were to see the Surface, you wanted to at least give him a proper goodbye.

You wished you didn’t have to. You wished that you could say with certainty that you’d be back—but you knew better than to make promises you couldn’t keep.

A beat of silence passed, and you watched as he slowly closed in on himself, shoulders hunching over slightly as wisps of shadow danced around his broad figure like a cloak of darkness. Seeing him retreating brought forth a surge of courage in yourself.

You pursed your lips, carefully grazing your tongue against the roof of your mouth to emit several soft clicking sounds, the sound coming out a bit hastily, but you wanted to make sure he’d hear. Thankfully, his eyes snapped back to yours in an instant, and you smiled, knowing that you must’ve done something right—or, very wrong, but you’d find out either way.

“…Are you trying to communicate?” He huffed silently. “How brazen of you. To think that you would have the gall to attempt speaking Aayixa in its purest form—why, I can hardly believe it, even from you.”

“Did I not do it right?” Your smile widened.

He frowned at that, squinting at you inquisitively before a small smile faded onto his lips. “No, you did it completely wrong.” He reached out for you, his fingers grazing past your cheek in a ghost of a breeze—a skeleton of a touch. Sensing his distance, you took his hands in your own, the timid brush of his body against your own making your expression soften as you brought him closer.

“Not a single word?” You were grinning now, knowing that the smile was too wide and immature for his liking, but unable to suppress it. “Come on, I must’ve gotten something right.”

“…Maybe,” he admitted, his eyes lingering on the curve of your lips. “Maybe you did get just one word right.” He slipped a hand out of your own, gliding it down your neck, and it settled on your throat. His touch was gentle yet firm, a reminder of his strength, and your mortality. “Love.”

He repeated the series of clicks you had made, though a few notes were higher pitched and some were lower. “In Aayixa, the tone of your voice can change the meaning.” He gave the slightest of nods. “Try again.”

You obliged, but your tone simply wouldn’t adjust, sounding of the same monotone that you hated so such, nothing like the playful highs and baritone lows of his voice. You let out a noise of frustration before giving it another try, this time taking it slowly, pressing your hand to your throat to help sound out the notes. Eventually, you got something close to it, and a pleased smile spread over your lips. “Was that it?”

His eyes glimmered with something akin to pride. “Mhm hm,” he hummed. “Perhaps you’re not as much of a failure as I thought. I’d nearly say well done, but that’s a compliment meant to be rewarded some other time.”

You scoffed, and your lips parted, about to retort, but were cut off by the feeling of his thumb running over the curve of your neck, his touch leaving sparks behind. His hand settled there, caressing your throat, eventually finding your pulse.

Your breathing shallowed, enraptured in the sensation of him unabashedly touching you. This was more than a simple brush, or glide across your skin. This was different. This was new.

You found yourself reveling in it more than you should.

“…You are lucky, to have a heart.” The soft murmur of his voice made you look back at him. The look on his own face was almost wistful. “Shadows, such as myself, do not get to experience the feeling of morality. It must be exciting.” He slid a finger up your neck, and then trailed it along the slope of your jaw. “I wonder, what does it feel like, to be afraid?” He mused. “To… have your blood, pounding in your ears, and feel the way your feet thump against the asphalt roads, as your lungs hastily try to take in as much air as they can?” His hand slipped out from underneath your face, and it dropped back to his side. “But it must be terrifying, as well.”

A smile settled over his lips. This one was more rueful than the last. “Ah, humans…” he sighed, “I may only hope that we can begin to understand their complexities.” He paused. “Speaking of which, do care to enlighten me on something.” He stared down at his fingertips, perhaps imagining the feel of your heartbeat again. “You never seem to be as emotional as humans are known to be,” he finally said. “Are you, perhaps, simply an outlier, amongst people? Or is there a more concrete answer?”

Your brows rose, though you were secretly charmed that he was now the one asking you questions. “Well, truth be told, you calm me.” You chuckled sheepishly. “Not just you, but there’s a sense of tranquility to the Chasm, as a whole.”

“Oh?” His lips quirked, and blood-red irises met your own. “A curious thought.”

You couldn’t help but grin right back at him. As much as you did occasionally get flustered by the enigma that was your teacher, for the most part, it was the truth. Him, the Chasm, its residents—all of it brought a feeling of peace to you. Here, you didn’t have to worry about the complexities of life, or intricacies of humanity. Here, it was simply the shadows that greeted you, and the darkness that welcomed you.

Oh, but you were so greedy—as was in human nature, unfortunately, and you were no exception. In the end, that was what drew you away from the Chasm and towards the Surface, where humans ruled as tyrants and destroyed themselves from the inside-out.

You were a beast, no different than Teacher or the rest of them.

The aforementioned shadow seemed to be able to tell what you were thinking, because he raised your hand, clasped in his own, to his lips, kissing your knuckles gently. The soft graze of his fangs against your skin made you smile.

“I understand,” he said. His voice was a low, sweet rumble. You’d miss that voice. “Experience what you have craved for, after all these years. I will not be the one to keep you.”

Your grip on his hand tightened as he began to pull away. You drew him closer to you, winding your arms around his neck, and he bent down to let you better reach him. Slowly, his arms returned the gesture, embracing you in a gentle manner.

“…You give good hugs,” you muttered, trying to hide the way your voice was cracking.

He chuckled. You could tell you weren’t fooling him in the slightest, but were glad he didn’t say anything as you stepped back to rub at your eyes.

“I’m glad to have been able to give you one before you go.” His smile was fond.

Eventually, he held his hand out to you. A necklace was looped around his fingers, carried with caution. It was thin, and appeared to be made out of gold, but had a single, teardrop-shaped ruby looped through it. “A gift.” Something glinted in his eyes as he reached out for you, ignoring the way the sunlight burned his skin as he placed it around your neck. “Lose it, and I will not hesitate to track you down.”

Your eyes dropped to the ruby, the jewel cool against the warmth of your skin.

“…I won’t,” you promised. He slowly retracted, merging back into the shadows, but the red of his eyes remained.

“Take care, my pet.”

Your eyes lingered on his figure momentarily before you turned back to the origin of the light, and it grew brighter as you continued along the dark landscape. At last, you found yourself at the end of the Chasm, and the beginning of the surface world. Slabs of concrete shielded a portion of the gap, leaving behind only a small hole for you to squeeze through, but it was enough. You’d make sure it was enough.

You took one last fleeting glance over your shoulder, and at the only place that was willing to take you in after you found yourself with no where to go, and no one to turn to. It was nice. It was home.

But it’d be nicer if you could turn the Surface into your home, too.

You swallowed. Thickly, and you felt the lump that formed as it struggled to go down.

“Goodbye.”

Your eyes met a certain pair of crimson slits among the dozens that watched you. “I’ll keep my promise,” you added, your voice growing soft and somber. Though you couldn’t hear his response, the amused crinkle of his expression told you all you needed to know.

And then you crossed the border, and found yourself being swallowed by light.

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You're dead. Or, at least, you should be. You remember what it felt when the bullet pierced your chest, the blood rushing out too fast, too much to stop. The man in red smirking above you. And yet, here you are. Alive. Safe in bed. One week before the day of your death.

Redo; Rewind is a story about time. Of an ordinary person working an ordinary office job. Sure, you might work for an info broker and, sure, you sometimes (often) commit acts of corporate espionage for said job, but that's just business.

This is something far beyond that ordinary life.

Time travel. It seems you of all people are capable of it. To manipulate time and bend it to your will. It may not be something you asked for, but you need it now more than ever.

Someone wants you dead. And they've already succeeded once. You can't allow it to happen again.

(Please note that Redo; Rewind is currently rated 18+ for depictions of violence/death, references to drug and alcohol use, explicit language, and heavy themes.)

Play as a customizable MC! Choose your MC’s appearance, gender, skills, and more!

Romance, befriend, or antagonize any of the 3 romance options.

Learn how to master your time control ability and use it to your advantage.

Avoid past mistakes and inadvertently come up with new, much worse ones!

Try not to die. Again. And again. And again...

Victor/Victoria Zhang [M/F] - Your boss and owner of VZSystems, the front for their true work as an info broker. Clever, professional, and cold—a classic business major. That's how they appear, anyway. Having worked for them for sometime now, you know that, despite their intimidating appearance, they hide a much softer side underneath. Will you maintain the status quo as employer and employee, or will you cross the boundary set by your positions?

August Astaire [M] - Hitman, assassin, whatever you want to call him, the man's a killer. That much is clear after he put a bullet through your chest. But is that all there is to him? As arrogant and cruel as he seems, you can't help but wonder if there isn't more to him than meets the eye. Maybe if you play your cards right you could even turn an enemy into an ally. But, even if he plays for your team, how much can you really trust him?

Amara Ingram [F] - Your coworker of about two months now. You don't know her well yet, but she seems genuinely kind, with a good sense of humor and a sharp mind. Since being hired, she's quickly earned her place, proving to be an invaluable asset with her skill in engineering and programing. Undoubtedly, someone you're glad is on your side, but could your feelings for her extend beyond the professional?

[Demo] - Available Here! (Last update: March 23rd 2024)

[ROs] - Additional Details Here!

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LINKS:

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Estimated Release: N/A

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🜲 Character Descriptions

🜲 Family Descriptions

🜲 Map of Arvandor

🜲 Genre(s): Fantasy, Romance, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, and Action/Adventure.

🜲 Rating: Tenebrous is an 18+ Fantasy IF set within the mythical world of Arvandor.

The Kingdom of Aetheria, within the world of Arvandor, is a nation ripe with history. King Lysander du Aetheria rose up and led the fledgling Aetherian Army against The Forsaken One— Herald of the Abyssal Uprising— and came out victorious when everyone else had failed. With his victory, Lysander placed Aetheria as one of the key pillars of keeping Arvandor safe; allowing for peace to reign over the continent for centuries.

Peace, however, was never meant to last.

The Order of Netheron, Followers of The Forsaken One, had captured you at the tender age of fifteen, holding you captive for a decade within a tower only labeled as “The Spire”. All due to their wish of resurrecting their fallen deity— something that they believe could only be accomplished by using the blood of King Lysander’s descendants; it was a ritual that didn’t go as planned— one that did bring back their deity, but only for your eyes and ears only; the both of you attached to the other in a way that probably wasn’t intended.

And that’s how you spent the last decade of your life… Growing used to the presence that now appears whenever the time calls for it. It isn’t until your twenty-fifth year that you’re finally found and taken back to Aetheria, to everything you had long thought you’d lost.

Your time in the sun, however, was short-lived as the tidings of an even darker uprising was beginning to grow— one that threatens to demolish everything and everyone.

Can you figure out how to save your home?

🜲 Create your Aetherian Royal:

Name/Nickname

Gender [Male, Female, or Non-Binary]

Appearance

Hobbies

Personality [Mainly involving unique reactions to certain situations— the MC is semi-set in some ways]

🜲 Romance 1 of 4 potential love interests— each offering their own unique experience within the story and how the world at large will react to the burgeoning relationship.

🜲 Bond with your family after being apart for so long. They have missed you a great deal. [The MC is a middle child.]

🜲 Harness the magic that flows through your veins due to the gift of your blood.

🜲 Choose from a variety of skill sets that your MC may be able to acquire. [Note: This means you can choose something to specialize in, instead of having to constantly choose between being a diplomat or warrior. You can instead choose to be a swordsman while also focusing on the art of diplomacy.]

🜲 Build a codex from the various interactions that you can have throughout your story— from places, to people, to old legends that have tested the passage of time within Arvandor.

Astorian/Astoria du Aerilon: The Heir to Aerilon, and the person that was your betrothed from the time you were seven until your disappearance. Astorian/Astoria spent every winter with you, and you every summer with them, in hopes that a union between the both of you would bring your countries together. You remember many things from that time of your life: their warm laugh, brazen attitude, arrogant smirk, and their inability to stay still for long. Meeting them again? It simply proves how much can change in a decade. [Can choose to have been in an almost relationship with them or still rivals.]

William/Wilhelmina du Arvandor: A recent addition to the Holy Order, who has an iron-clad need to help and be of assistance to anyone that may require it. Being a Paladin has been something they’ve strived towards for the last eight years of their life; training being second to nothing. It’s simply a mere coincidence, or the Divine’s Will, that their first major mission was to rid Arvandor of the last dregs of Netheron… A mission that brought them to The Spire, with a small band of warriors, to carry out that very task— wherein they find the Lost Heir of Aetheria. You.

Gabriel/Gabrielle Adair: Being renowned within the arcane arts, having achieved the rank of High Mage within the Aetherian Institute of Magic, it’s of little surprise that the royal family of Aetheria would call on someone with their skill set— if it weren’t for the scandal that still plagues them. You’re not sure what could have been so bad that would force them to retreat within themself like they have, especially if your parents had seen them fit enough to tutor you, but it’s obviously something that weighs heavily upon them. Will it be possible to wrangle out the secrets of their past when you’re still trying to figure out your own gift?

Ilyran/Ilyria Caelestis: The Forsaken One, an individual that’s visible only to your eyes from a ritual gone wrong. There isn’t much you can glean from them, after all you can only take what they say with a grain of salt, but the shadows that lurk within their eyes has nothing to do with the darkness that now lives within them. It’s hard sometimes to look at what they’ve become when you’ve seen what they were in Old Texts, when they weren’t the Forsaken One, weren’t the Divine’s Disgrace… When they were simply Ilyran/Ilyria Caelestis, High Priest/Priestess of the Holy Order.

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riptide-if · 3 months

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Your dad has always said you swim as if your were born to be in the water; the rest of your family has always said that he is the whole reason you turned out like that.

So, it's not really a surprise when you had used all the money you got for your 7th birthday to buy a surfboard. And even less of a surprise when you started joining small surf competitions by the time you were 10, later followed by bigger competitions.

It seems you are the only one surprised when it turns out you're able to compete in the World Surfer's League's Ultimate Tournament Tour*.

Thrown into a mix of fellow surfing prodigies, rookies, and pros, do you really have what it takes to win?

RIPTIDE is a 18+ slice-of-life interactive fiction that includes optional sexual content, alcohol and drug use, coarse language, mentions of death of a parent, and dysfunctional families.

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customize your character, from gender, (including transgender options) pronouns, personality, physical appearance, clothing style, dynamics, public persona, and more.

decide what your strengths and weaknesses are as a surfer and choose from.

romance one of four romantic options - your best friend's brother, your childhood friend, your ex, or your fellow competitor, along with three polyamorous options and flings.

compete in an international surfing competition and see how you fare against your fellow surfers.

learn how to balance family, romance, and surfing; or don't, and suffer the consequences.

Arlo Song [male, he/him], your best friend’s twin brother.

Reliable and patient, Arlo is the poster child for the 'boy next door' trope. Arlo, despite living in Hawai'i since he was 13, has never been one for beaches or sports, choosing to spend his day in an art studio rather than on the beach, unlike most of the people he knows, including his twin sister; Aria. He's always kept you at arms length for reasons you aren't quite sure about.

Hilo Kalua Mahoe [nonbinary, they/them], your childhood best friend.

Apathetic and reserved, Hilo has been by your side since before you can remember (though your family has many pictures to prove this). Hilo is your exceptionally talented unofficial-official photographer, has been for years, and is accompanying you on the UTT. Ever since you were kids you’ve been hearing comments that Hilo is prickly or mean, but they’re never like that with you.

Elijah/Elaine Lee Ferguson [gender selectable], your rockstar ex.

Impulsive and (seemingly) confident E, more commonly known as ‘Lee Rex’ on stage and just Lee to their friends, is exactly what one would expect out of a rockstar. Your meeting with Lee was purely by coincidence, during their US tour, a show that a couple of your friends dragged you to— though if you knew that know you probably wouldn’t have agreed to go. Whatever Lee was like as your partner is long gone now; evident by all the photos they’ve posted making out with someone on their Instagram story.

Noemia/Nikita Azevedo [gender selectable], your wildcard competitor.

Charismatic and arrogant, N has already made a name for themselves in the surfing community. After placing in the final five in the last UTT, they’ve been chosen as a wildcard this time around. Really, you don’t know all that much about N, considering you’ve never even met them, but from your limited research (e.g: watching interviews on YouTube) you can tell they’re.. a bit of a flirt. It’s hard to tell if a facade or not; but you don’t really want to find out, either.

#interactive fiction #choice of games #interactive novel #interactive game #interact if #cog #choice script #choose your own adventure #choose your own story #if wip #cog wip #interactive fiction wip #no demo #sorry :p #soon tho!

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