It is the end of your life. Face it. Time's up. You have one last day to live before the IV on your arm is cut and you officially die.

Well really, just a typical teenager getting transported to a different world where one can be immortal. Here's your journey.

Live out your live in the medieval fantasy world. Become the hero. Become the villain. Choose your own path.

You are a student at Hope's Peak Academy, but you never expected that you would fall unconscious and become trapped inside the school with 15 other students on your first day here...

Hello. I am...nobody. Can you help me? Please?

Typical Hogwarts student trying to survive their 7 years. Set in the time period of Tom Riddle. Choose your Hogwarts life! 

Morty: Uh....Rick wh-where are we? Wh-why can't I see my body?

Rick: We're on a webpage Morty, and because our creator is too lazy to even draw stick figure representations of us, our existence is limited to the words typed from her keyboard.

Morty: So why are we here Rick? Didn't you say we were on some cartoon show or something?

Rick: I assume this is the work of some half-assed third-rate amateur writer who is trying to finish her school project which happened to be about the cartoon show, and not the work of actual quality TV show script writers. Oh, and I have to remind you, if I sound stupid to even the likes of you, it's the writer's fault, not mine.

Author's notes: This is a fanfiction text-based game on the cartoon show Rick and Morty. I don't own any of these characters and please don't sue me. P.S. This game is in a work-in-progress mode forever. 

Civilization has finally collapsed after the onslaught of World War III. The apocalypse has ended. Mankind is at last completely eradicated from the face of this Earth, or at least that's what it seemed to be.

Congratulations you have the all-powerful system.

You've transmigrated into a magical world filled with dangers and horrors.

Fortunately, you've received a diary of some sort, and it seems to be able to be able to predict the future.

The future of your death, that is.

The sound of roaring and crackling glass. The sight of bright orange entangled with gray. The smell of burnt wood and cooked flesh.

And you, standing in front of it all, with tears streaking down your face.

You are a seer, and your visions always come true.

You're a single child. You're pretty sure you don't have a twin, so who the hell is this bastard in front of you?

"I'm here to replace you."

I'm not new, but I'm new to using the scripting ability on this site.

I have no idea what language this script is in, and I'm too lazy to filter through the forums. Plus the search forums doesn't give me anything, and I suspect it's broken.

Also, I want to embed variable values inside the text description of an item and the text of a page.

I know JS and C++, so I don't need coding explanations. Anyone have a link to the script formatting for this site? Thanks.

Well I'll take #21 if no one got it already if it's ok?

“People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.”
? F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby