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Narrative Game 3

 Option A: Protecting the northern UPA The Gorgons are already a nigh-indestructible force, so why worry about POSSIBLE weapons when the whole point of defeating them is to save more lives? When your decision reaches your crew, you can see that they are all ecstatic. They might soon be facing against mindless, all-consuming monsters in just a few hours, but you can see from their looks of determination and joy that they are certain to fight even harder doing what they think is right. As the cheering dies down though, your vice-captain, Roland, steps forward, "Hey chief, which squad will you be going down with this time? Just let me know and I'll take command of the others." Your crew looks at you with anticipation as, even though they are all skilled in their own rights, you are easily the best member to have as a squadmate.  The two members of squad A are named Ga' rook and Sam. They're an interesting bunch who love to pester each other like siblings. They trust

Narrative Game 2

 Addressing the Gorgon Threat (Cont'd) The Gorgon threat is currently drilling into Universal Planetary Alliance territory from the northern and southern extents. UPA leaders believe that the south should be prioritized, as that's where the current weapons Perseus uses were discovered. If more weapons like them could be found, then maybe Perseus would have more than a snowball's chance in hell of protecting the UPA. On the other hand, the north is one of the most populated sections of the Universal Planetary Alliance. Your crew has family members there and, though they will follow your orders no matter what, you know that they and their performance will be seriously affected by your decision. Will you: A. Protect the northern UPA [Most populated section of the UPA] or, B. Protect the southern UPA [Origin of Perseus' Weapons]

Narrative Game 1

 Hello, Sorry for the delay, but I am once again employed! I should be starting up my daily writings again, though I will be posting later in the day, around 9pm EST. Speaking of daily writings, here's the latest one, which I'm thinking about making into a twine game, or potentially developing further with Unity. Scene 1 In the Earth year of 35XX, the Universal Planetary Alliance long ago eliminated the threat of war. Peace was a constant throughout the stars, and the intelligent flora and fauna of the universe had never been happier. Such a delicate balance could never last though, and a sudden, brutal discovery would soon put the universe into a fight for survival against nigh-unstoppable monsters, the Gorgons. The Gorgons are voracious monsters that consume any and all life they come into contact with. Discovered within the depths of the center of the universe, they quickly spread, uncaring about the cold vacuum of space, and easily consumed the most powerful forces of the U

Daily Writings 9

Scene 1 There's a little known myth that's been passed down for hundreds of years in the state of Indiana. A myth about a little old man who can only be seen sitting on the stump of old maple trees. Some have weird names for him like Jack, or even John apparently, but I've only ever heard him be called Old Man Maypole. Most who've heard of Old Man Maypole say he's been here since the beginning. Now, this sounds silly, unless you've managed to catch a glimpse of him sitting on tlan old maple stump. He looks to be about a meter tall, and he's always pensively hunched forward, like Michaelangelo's David. Instead of smooth white marble though, Old Man Maypole has dark green and brown skin with valleys carving their way vertically up his body, just like tree bark. Now, Old Man Maypole usually just sits and thinks on these old maple stumps, but never wander too close. Legend goes that, to avenge the maple tree he's sitting on, he will grab those that wande

A New Place

Hello everyone, I've recently moved into a new place, so updates will probably be either later in the day, or a bit inconsistent. I should be back on schedule by next week though (Here's hoping!), So please bear with my odd schedule for a bit. Thanks,  Josh

Daily Writings 8

Scene 1 Cooking breakfast is one of those daily rituals that just make me feel more human. That's why, when I woke up today, I decided to cook my favorite kind. So, with the mintiness of my toothpaste still fresh on my breath, I browsed the cabinets in my small kitchen. "Some flour here and some sugar there," I half-sang to myself. When I grabbed the last ingredient though, I couldn't quite shake the feeling that I'd forgotten something. Tapping the tip of my nose, I slowly spun around, hoping it would come to me. Finally, I stopped. Spinning like I was in a music box had done the trick, because music was just what I had been missing! After deciding on an obscure track from a retro video game I liked as a kid, I finally got to cooking. Starting with my dry ingredients, I slowly incorporated everything together in a bowl that was definitely a little too small. "Perfect!" I said, ignoring the mix that managed to escape. Forgoing anything that could properl