pugpup1, The Dramatist
“He can’t think, he can’t write. There’s no discernible talent.”
Someone cut the wise old priest's throat, and everyone at court is a suspect. Who murdered him, and how will King Alfred fight the Danes without his right hand man?
Written for Mizal's 2019 Lone Hero contest.
What could be better than a night at the inn, tankard in hand, listening to a bard tell tales of faraway lands and great heroes? His story has it all- brilliant wizards, beastly monsters, and buxom lasses always ready for a smile and a good time. Alright, so I made up the lasses, but the rest is true.
The Butter Bear is friendly, he's adventurous, and he's got butter in his hair. You never know what will happen when you meet him, but it'll be an experience you'll never forget!
Originally started for the children's contest but finished much later. This is very much a children's story, but I hope it's entertaining for adults.
Daemons have preyed upon humans since the Fall of Man, but in the civilized world they must first fight the daemonologists. Armed with knowledge, they wield learning and magic to protect the innocent from the dark spirits that would do them harm. It has been your dream to join them, to study at their College and then go forth to do battle with infernal warriors, but lately you've had to contend with other dreams, nightmares of a mysterious woman, pale and strange and beautiful. Who is she, and what role will she play in the great unfolding drama of the daemonologists?
The Golden Mask has been lost for centuries, sought by scholars and treasure-hunters alike without success. Now it is your turn. Can you navigate inhospitable deserts, evade deadly traps, and guess forgotten riddles to bring the Mask back to the museum, or will you fail as so many before you have failed?
This story culminates with a puzzle which is solvable based only on the information gained through reading. So pay attention to details from the first page on- if you don't figure it out the first time, playing again (this time knowing what to look for) might help. And please, don't spoil the puzzle or the answer in the comments.
Recent Posts2019: Objective Weighing of Value thread on 1/15/2020 5:51:09 PM
Thank you Mizal, very cool! The site does seem to have a ton of productive members now, which means a lot of great stories from everyone that I need to get around to reading!
Year's End Contest - Choose Your Own Prompt II on 1/1/2020 1:15:17 AM
I did very little writing over the Christmas break, so the story will be drastically shortened from what I had originally planned. It'll still have the main puzzle (and probably not much else), but I hope that puzzle alone is good enough to make it an entertaining read.
Pug's Puzzles, Mysteries, and Riddles (Contest) on 12/11/2019 3:47:50 PM
I've finished the scripting and variables for the big riddle/puzzle at the end of the game, and everything seems to work with it. Now I just have to write the rest of the story...
Interesting comments 4 on 12/4/2019 10:12:10 PM
WHY THE FUCK DID IT HAVE SUCH A SHITTY ENDING SHE FUCKING KILLED US BULLSHIT
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12/4/2019 7:33:36 AM
You hate to see it.
Year's End Contest - Choose Your Own Prompt II on 12/3/2019 7:52:57 PM
Pug's Puzzles, Mysteries, and Riddles (Contest) on 12/2/2019 7:17:24 PM
I have a better grasp on it now. The story is going to be an Indiana Jones style adventure to a ruined city or temple to recover an ancient, semi-mythic artifact for the museum. There's one big puzzle I've already planned for the end, which will require some close reading of the story up to that point for clues, and then some smaller ones scattered throughout the trek there, navigating the ruins, etc. The big puzzle requires a fair bit of work with variables, which I haven't tried before, so that's the first thing I'm going to work on, and then whatever time / energy I have left after finals will be spent adding more little puzzles and adventures.
Pug's Puzzles, Mysteries, and Riddles (Contest) on 12/1/2019 2:21:29 PM
23) A story that revolves around a mystery or a series of puzzles and riddles.
I'm not sure what direction to go with this yet. I like the idea of doing a classic riddle game, like in the Hobbit, within some kind of fantasy frame story, but I also had fun doing the Leofwine mystery and wouldn't mind another whodunit. Feel free to say which one you'd rather read. I'd also like to do some real branching, but I guess that depends how early I actually start working.
Year's End Contest - Choose Your Own Prompt II on 12/1/2019 12:29:17 AM
What the hell. Since the talking bear one is taken, I'll try 23) A story that revolves around a mystery or a series of puzzles and riddles.
I Can't Find the Motivation to Write on 10/9/2019 12:56:04 PM
I've found this list of techniques to be helpful, some of which have already been mentioend. The key is to figure out what works for you, which is probably going to be different from what works for me or anyone else. I think that the problem of wanting to constantly edit or critique your work while you're writing a first draft can stem from writing on a computer, where it's very easy to change any word or phrase that doesn't sound perfect. Writing by hand (or, I assume, with a typewriter) makes it easier for me to ignore the imperfections in my first draft and just get something down that I can polish up later.
I find connecting the dots in an outline to be tricky too, which is why I tend not to plan my stories out much in advance, whether for this site or in my non-CYOA. But again, this is very much a personal thing- you might find that kind of freewriting harder, since you don't have anything to go off of besides an empty screen.
Finally, contest deadlines have a wonderful way of curing writer's block!
Immortal means Immortal on 9/21/2019 9:25:29 AM
My Dear Wormwood,
By now, even you must be familiar with Mr. Gower's recent frustrations, but I know from past experience that, without my guidance, you may be trusted to draw precisely the wrong lessons from his misfortune. I can hear your protestations even now. No doubt you are saying to yourself "If my cloven feet had been in his shoes, things would have been different!" You believe you could have been cleverer, stronger, more dishonest and diabolical, and you imagine that some lack of these traits doomed Gower to his fate. In short, you blame his unpleasant situation on a lack of means.
This is frightfully wrong. In the first place, it betrays a crucial ignorance of Mr. Gower himself, who could hardly be a more devious plotter. But if even his enviable powers (and how I do envy them!) were insufficient to topple Endmaster from his dark throne, then what chance do any of us have at attaining such glories, such riches and power? This leads me to the second and more fundamental flaw in your way of thinking, Wormwood, which is to prize these outward trappings of authority, these meaningless indicators of status, as though you were some puffed-up human princeling scheming to become his father's heir. You believe, as Gower too believed, that there was some intrinsic value in rising to the top of one's Order, of overthrowing its commander and taking your 'rightful' place as head of it all.
I admit this is an appealing notion, particularly to the young, who might be unaware of the terrible price of failure, but after Mr. Gower's example I trust you will change your aims. Pride and avarice are all well and good, but we must be intelligent about pursuing them. Consider what I have done. Instead of seeking power within the powerful Orders, I joined the Wardens. Yes, Wormwood, the Wardens, that bumbling assembly of the insignificant, the despised and mocked. I challenged no one, offended no one, threatened no one- who could be threatened by a Warden, and who in the world would admit it if he was? But, even as I made no waves, my ship sailed on, slowly at first, until I had reached the inner circle of my Order. Yes, I am now called Infrangible (and, though such titles are ultimately meaningless, I cannot help savoring the word). Now I stand at the very cusp of the highest power a Warden can attain, having never even sought it. You see how sweet the irony is! I stand where Mr. Gower stood, but because he is a feared Marauders and I a weak Warden, I may yet succeed where he failed.
Ah, I can hear the objection rising from your scaly throat already. "To lead the Wardens is no honor at all; to lead the Marauders and overthrow Endmaster would be the greatest glory imaginable." To that, Wormwood, I have a very simple answer: I am no fool. These are fantasies, and we must always strive for cold realism in all our doings, lest we end up in exquisite misery like the daydreaming Mr. Gower. Better to be a great fish in a little pond, as it were, than to be devoured by a dark god. I would not give my place in the Wardens for anything in the world. Keep your ambitions and your expectations low, and your talents may let you rise above what you had dreamed was possible, but if you try to climb too high too fast, I will shed no tears at the fall.
Your affectionate uncle,