Chris113022, The Dramatist

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3/18/2018 7:09 PM

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63 wins / 61 losses





Hi there. I have too many ideas swarming through my head at any one moment. Don't ask about my profile pic, even I don't know what I'm doing with it. Send me a PM if you want, I might be able to help you or entertain you. Maybe both.

Workshop (Bold means published):

Hard Night: A Question Fanfiction - A fanfiction storygame starring DC Comics hero 'the Question'. It's just a long, bad night, and now you're poisoned with only two hours to live, a gang to topple, and an antidote to find. Looks like it's just a normal night in Hub City. (Published 2/2/18)

TechNOIR - A cyberpunk noir game. You're a hitman, and your contractor has hired you to take out a man who frequents the nightclub called TechNOIR. Now you have to get in, kill your target, and get out, dealing with mumbling guards, cyborg strippers, and lizardfolk along the way. (Published 2/13/18)

Dark Nights - A sequel to Hard Night featuring the Huntress as a guest star, also an entry to EndMaster's unofficial romance contest in 2018. The Huntress has been framed for murders throughout Gotham, and it's up to you, the Question, to help her clear her name. (Published 3/5/18)

Gomorrah - A stylized neo-noir inspired by Sin City, co-authored by Malkalack and ISentinelPenguinI. Three unrelated stories set within the same city over the course of several decades. (Published ??? // hopefully finished by 3/30/18)

Bright Days - A third entry in my series of Question fanfictions, featuring Blue Beetle (Ted Kord) as a guest star. Your investigative journalist job takes you to Chicago, where gang crime is at an all time high; what better thing to do than suit up and team up with the windy city's resident vigilante, Blue Beetle? (Published ???)

Northwest Passage - Super secrety secret of secretness. Information on this project is on lockdown. (Published ???)

Trophies Earned

Earning 100 Points Earning 500 Points Having 1 Storygame(s) Featured


Featured Story Dark Nights

The Question is back at it again in this sequel to Hard Night!

Gotham City was home to a myriad of vigilantes, and, in your personal opinion, the Huntress was the most interesting of them. So when you hear she's in trouble, of course you decide to give her a helping hand... Things escalate from there.

Second in the Questionable Tales series, a series of fanfiction storygames starring the Question. Featuring the Huntress as a guest star, Batman and the Penguin in cameos, and mentions of other Batman related characters.

Rated for violence, language, and sexual content. I make no claims of quality.

The Question, Huntress, the Batfamily, and all of Batman's villains are copyright DC Comics.

NOTE: An entry into EndMaster's 2018 unofficial romance contest.

Special Thanks to:

Tim36D - Playtesting, proofreading.
The Folks in the Villain Lair - Motivating me to write the story. Even if I didn't make it to 15k in the end.

EDIT 3/14/18: Fixed typos. Completely revamped Penguin's confrontation pages. Minor additions to story, including a new page.

Hard Night: A Question Fanfiction

In this game, you play as the Question, Hub City's faceless protector. One night, what appears to be a normal drug bust goes south fast, and you find yourself with only two hours to live, an antidote to find, and a gang to topple.

Looks like it's just a normal night in Hub City.

First in the Questionable Tales series, a series of fanfiction games starring the Question. There's four endings not counting deaths: one bad, one bittersweet, one good, and one true ending. See if you can find them all.

The Question is copyright DC Comics. So yeah, don't sue me.

If you encounter any bugs, such as a page with no links or restricted links you shouldn't be able to access but for some reason can, PM me and I'll fix it as soon as possible. Also, if anyone has trouble with the antidote, PM me and I'll give you a hint.

Change Log:
Update 1. Worked out a bug where there were no links on the warehouse page after beating the gang. Thanks to ultraoverlord for pointing it out!
Update 2. Fixed two bugs, one where there was the wrong link on the 'Use their speed against them' page after going to the warehouse and lab and another where there are no links on the 'Anti-Hero' page after doing the same thing. Thanks to Mizal for pointing it out!
Update 3. Added 'part of series tag' and cleaned up description. Enlarged link on title page so it's easier to see.


Noir story in a cyberpunk dystopia. Four types of endings: deaths, bad endings, good endings, and one perfect ending. See if you can find them all, it shouldn't be too hard. Endings are tracked using the score variable: zero means death, one means bad, two means good, three means perfect.

Special thanks to:
Tim36D - For listening to me ramble on about the idea, making suggestions, and writing a few pages.
ISentinelPenguinI - For playtesting.

Finally, if you notice any bugs, please PM me and I'll get to work on them as soon as I can (though I do believe they've all been worked out, can never be too sure).

Recent Posts

Draw My Attention (Toxic Creativity) on 3/16/2018 9:15:01 PM

Because I'm vain, I'm suggesting my comment on The Wal*Mart Game! for featuring:

The game is fun, but holy hell is it hard. Eventually I had to resort to using the walkthrough. The game uses the items in a fun and unique way, and by the end of it all you'll have an arsenal of seemingly everyday items that you can use in creative ways to dispatch terrorists or solve problems.

Still, fun as the game is, it's not very well written. I noticed more than its fair share of typos and grammatical errors. Not to mention that it's kind of tedious doing some things, like having to check the lawn and garden section multiple times near the end in order to tell the manager you thought of something or check on the bomb.

Still, this game is a true CYS classic, and I really enjoyed it. 6/8.

Now to get that damn UberEnding...

-- Chris113022 on 3/16/2018 9:13:04 PM with a score of 350

Bus Bench on 3/16/2018 8:40:10 PM

well I missed that so this is my only insight into his ability

Bus Bench on 3/16/2018 8:33:40 PM

Wibbons, you're a really nice and cool guy, but I'm not gonna pussyfoot around this: this is a jumbled mess of words that isn't organic at all. There's so many things that you take two or three sentences to say that could be squeezed into one, IE 'Through the rain, he hears a squeak. It is not the squeak of an animal. No, it is the squeak that occurs when someone slides down a bench.'

Just keep working, and don't overthink shit when you write. Overthinking makes you burn yourself out and you end up writing absolute bollocks, or, worse, losing any enthusiasm you had.

Interesting comments 3 on 3/16/2018 12:59:01 PM

Comment on my storygame TechNOIR:

Still not as good as The Hunt For Cake.

-- Slasher on 2/13/2018 2:48:52 PM with a score of 2

That bastard.

Let's get that motivation pumping. on 3/15/2018 8:09:28 PM

Here's a teaser for the fancy title page of my newest, super secret project called Northwest Passage.

Romance Contest Winner on 3/14/2018 2:27:32 PM

Holy shit, I didn't realize this was up, lmao.

Anyway, congrats Ebon, you earned it.

Also @Digit still waiting for my review, cunt.

Tales From Gomorrah on 3/14/2018 12:39:08 AM

Lmao, that is exactly who I had in mind when I was writing this. Anyway, glad you liked it.

try to make things off these ideas and post them on 3/12/2018 2:30:50 PM


Tales From Gomorrah on 3/12/2018 11:56:12 AM

New story.

Crawl Out Through The Fallout

Those bombs are gonna drop, and when they do we'll all be fucked.

The buildings'll be reduced to ash, and we'll all be turned into cripsy pieces of bacon. Ever since we kicked those fucking Commies to Kingdom Come back in '79, people've been talking about how they're gonna nuke us. The first target on their list was probably Gomorrah, the hellhole one of the most densely populated cities in the states. I'm not going to lie and say that the thought of this pit of degeneracy going up in flames doesn't make me smile. But at the same time that'd mean that those Ruskies would be attacking American soil, and that, sir, is a no go.

But still, I'm just one man. I can't fight off a swarm of nukes, much as I want to. No. I'll just have to wait it out. And from the ashes I'll rise, like Noah from his ark, shepherding the survivors to forge a new America, a better one; one that won't succumb to the attacks of drunken cowards. I'll train them all with what I learned fighting on the Alaskan Front. They'll be unstoppable.

Then it comes. The sound of sirens, echoing through the streets. It's like a kick in the nuts. They're here. They're going to drop a bomb.

I rush into my backyard, where I've been building my bunker for the last three years in preparation for this day. I don't live in the big metropolitian area, the area that's definitely gonna get nuked first, so if I'm lucky the entire neighborhood won't get turned into ash. I open up the trap door and crawl into my hole.

Six months have passed. I've eaten up all the decent food I've brought along, steaks and porkchops and bacon. Thankfully I've got enough canned goods to last a lifetime, if I so please. But I'm not ready yet. Those Ruskies, cowards they are, know what they're doing. They probably bombed the whole city a few times over. If I leave my bunker I'll get a blast of radiation right to the face, and the world's new leader wouldn't exactly be leader material if he turned into some tumor-ridden freak.

A year has passed. I'm growing a bit antsy, I'm sure it'll be good enough to go out now but I know that whatever awaits me won't be friendly. I'll wait. Just to be on the safe side. I'll wait.

Five years have passed. I've taken to talking to two little paper figures to fight the loneliness. I've got two good friends, Jerry and Stuart. Jerry's an asshole, believe me.

A decade has passed. Jerry and Stuart are happily married to Martha and Naomi, and Naomi's with child. Little does Stuart know that the child is Jerry's. He'll make a good father nonetheless.

Two decades have passed. Since Stuart snapped upon finding out Jerry fucked his wife and killed them all, I've been all alone. Myself, as sole law enforcer in our little town, had to execute Stuart for his crimes. I cried the entire night after it happened.

Three decades have passed. I think the fallout has cleared. It's time to leave this hole.

I push open the rusty trapdoor, sunlight blinding me momentarily. I hiss, almost retreating back to my hole, but no. The world needs its new leader.

When I open my eyes again and blink a few times to adjust to the brightness, I see my home has fallen into disrepair, along with all the other homes on the block. Damn, the Ruskies did get this area.

I exit the bunker fully and walk into the street, expecting to be met by mutant freaks. Instead I find nothing. It's desolate, empty, eerie. I swear I see shadows moving in the second story windows of the office building across the street but I can't be too sure.

I continue on into the city proper, eyes clenched shut as I approach it, expecting the worst. What causes me to open my eyes is the honk of a horn, and an angry voice shouting, "Hey, you greasy hobo, get the fuck outta the road!"

I see a man in a fancy car, leaning out of the window and scowling at me. Shocked, I stumble away, looking around. No mutants. No bandits. No desolation. The city looks almost the same as it always has, but newer, sleeker, yet nonetheless just as seedy as I remember. I turn to a newstand.


The date reads October 23rd, 2013. How did society build so fast? Did it even collapse? Was it just a false alarm? My head is pounding. I start to laugh in disbelief. Three decades of my life, all wasted on delusions of grandeur.

A man in a suit approaches me, concerned look on his face. "Hey buddy," he says, "you alright? You're kinda, uh, laughing."

"Can't you see?" I ask him, gripping his shoulders and rearing my head back in laughter, "It was all pointless! It was all Goddamned pointless! HAHAHAHAHA!"

He shakes my hands off and walks away, shaking himself a bit as if to clear himself from the jitters.

Life goes on.

Time Travel Destinations? on 3/12/2018 10:42:47 AM

The far off future, see all the innovations we've made or find out that the human race wiped itself out. Well, apparently, we can only go to the past, soooo...

Always had a thing for westerns, would love to go back to the 1800s and see some genuine gunfights. Oh, and the racism in all its glory. Aside from that I think it would be kickass to go to Woodstock and get fucked up.