Here's how this works- each post I make (one a day) will be a partially illustrated story, the style developing as I go. I need the practice, and I need the motivation to really refine this new style I just thought up, so I need help from anyone who reads this.
Each post will have the story end on one or more pathways that you, the reader, can influence.
In order for you, the reader, to get involved and help me, type:
>
Followed by a suggestion, for example:
>Ride the tiger
or
>Be the hero
or even
>Look, a moose!
Just something simple that I can work with in reply to any option or question I end each post with. Think early days home-stuck if your familiar with that comic. Through this, I have the motivation to continue, and you, dear reader, get to control the flow of the adventure. The most popular, or at least the most coherent, suggestions will be incorporated into how the protagonist acts and does things.
Also once the story goes a ways, if you ever want to look back without sorting through all the other comments each post is numbered in order with p followed by the number. Just ctrl + f and type in p and the post you want.
With that explanation out of the way, please enjoy the story, and participate as much as you can.
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p1
You groan, trying to shift your stiff limbs only to discover yourself firmly tied down, a bag over your head that covers most of your body and stifles your breathing, making you uncomfortable in the hot and humid air. You couldn't quite name why you were in this situation due to a previous blow to your head. Too nosy maybe? Too many risks? Wrong place at the wrong time? All you could say for sure was that you were knocked out by someone and they had chosen to tie you up.
"About now, I probably should be lecturing you on your poor life choices." A husky voice says not too far away.
"But..." You hear a gun cock. "I'm not much of a motivational speaker, kid, and you don't have much life left anyway."
You can hear a click-clacking of heels on the stone floor- she was getting closer.
"Now, my friends want to torture you. They figure you have some information, considering where we found you, but I'm not a fan of torturing brats and I doubt you know anything worth the effort. So, tell me, die now, or later after a few broken bones?"
A sharp pain goes through your head, forcing you to jerk away, your head bobbing.
Oops.
"Oh, a smart brat. Most kids watch a bunch of action movies thinking they'll make it out if they can handle the pain. Nobody handles the pain." She says. You could head some sort of click, the safety of the gun maybe.
You try to stop her and proudly announce your plan to go out like a action hero on the torture table but...
"Better luck on the other side."
Bang! A bullet to the head.
Your world instantly goes dark.
You're gone without even the flashback of your life...but the pause only lasts for a second, the darkness you expected replaced by a loading screen. Before a message popped up, 'Reztech' announcing a error.
"Because of technical issues, we are unable to find your bodily sex. Please pick your preferred sex from the options male or female."
It can't tell? Of course you're a...odd. You're sure you knew exactly what dangling bits you had only a few minutes ago. In fact you were even using them a few times today. Yet, when you try to recall, the memory escapes you. You feel this is a reasonably important choice, but that's starting to escape you too. Probably a side effect of being shot in the head. Another thing you notice while focusing on this screen that seems to have stopped your horrible demise is that the 'error' box is editable. You feel like this might be where your name goes and you're quite sure your name isn't 'Error'. With these two choices in mind you decide to choose...
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