Ogre11, The Grandmaster of the Written Word

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I like to write. I have lots of stories running around in my head, but it does take me (WAY) too long to get them from my mind to paper (or computer bits). I've always loved "Choose your own Adventure" type books, so I thought, why not write a few to share with others? I hope you like the stories I set up here.

I do appreciate you reading my stories and please do provide feedback on what you read! Feel free to PM me with questions or comments on stories, or even start up a thread if you want to talk more.

 

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Storygames

A UFO at School

There's a UFO at the school!

This story was written as a an attempt to try out a different way to write storygames. I tried to write the entire story from start to finish, then insert choices only after writing the story (see more here). The story is intentionally short: this is supposed to be a short story of the type you might read in a magazine: no matter which path you take, it should end up with a story about 800-1,200 words long. For those interested, there are eight different endings.


Alien Abduction

You were minding your own business when you are suddenly abducted by aliens! Now you need to find your way home before, well, you're not sure, but before something!

This is a short, lighthearted puzzle adventure. It is not too hard and not too serious. The puzzle is simple, but try and pay attention to the clues to avoid dying and having to back up! There are seven ways to die and just one way to win.


Created for Riddles & Puzzles 2016 contest

First Runner-up: Riddles & Puzzles 2016


Boobs!!!
Story inspired by Will11 (here).


In short, please read and rate this story, we want to see how fast we can get this to 100 ratings!

Cryogenic Failure
You signed up for a long space journey -- so long that you would have to be frozen in a cryogenic state for decades until the ship reached the destination: a new planet that was just like earth, but had no inhabitants. The ship was automated, and a group of 249 other people were frozen with you -- to be automatically un-frozen when the ship reached its destination and landed on the planet.

After many strange dreams, you find yourself waking up, but something doesn't seem quite right. This waking up process is not what was described to you at all, and now you're going to have to figure out what happened and what you're doing to do about it!

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This is a relatively simple choose-your-own ending story adventure. There are many different endings (eight total) with a good story (I hope) behind each. Enjoy picking your own story!

Escape From School
This is an IF game in the old Colossal Cave Adventure style. Basically all your choices are just picking directions and manipulating stuff. You wake up trapped in the school and need to find a way out before you are caught! Wind your way through over 100 different rooms and locations to find your way out of the abandoned and locked school building. Initially published: 5.04.19

Update 1.1, 5.13.19: Added a time-out so that if you take too long you get caught in the school (Sorry about lost saves)

Update 1.2, 9.1.19: Fixed beaker issue, updated item use issue, fixed room descriptions (Sorry about lost saves)

Finding the Muse

This is a game based on writing, inspired by the forums here at CYS.

Your goal is to find your muse and write a storygame for CYS. How will you do that? There is only so much time in the day, and there are so many things that you can do...

In this game, you make the selections and see if you can find the way to the muse and the next great CYS story. There are a total of 5 different endings to this storygame.

Special thanks to Kiel Farren and ISentinel Penguin for their forum contributions to this story (whether they believe it or not).


Go Get The Mail!

You have a simple task -- go and get the mail. Oh, it sounds easy, but could you ever imagine how many different things could get in your way?

This is my first attempt at a storygame. It's a very basic "Choose your path" story. Let me know what you think of it in the forums!


Featured Story Hank's Journey
Make decisions for Hank as he wanders out into a world that is quite a bit more than it seems. Watch him head into the darkness and see if and how he will find his way back out...or further in...

Please note the maturity rating on this one. It doesn't mean that it's mature, it means that it's nasty sometimes. While yes, there is some humor, it's pretty graphically adult at times, not like most of my stories. Oh, it's not as bad as some other stories I could mention here, but it's different than nearly everything else I've written, so be warned. It's gross, too, in way too many places.

Just in case that wasn't too clear, here is the trigger warning: if you have a trigger, you're warned. I'm not sure anyone should actually read this.

This is mostly a gauntlet style CYOA story, but there is a bit of branch and bottleneck to it as well.

Updated 8.16.19 to fix a few typos.



Entry for the Succubus Contest, 2019: Winner of the contest!

Featured Story Spy Mission

In this story, you take on the role of yourself. Your day starts out like every other day for you, until a few different things happen... and you have to decide what to do about those things... Join in this fun spy adventure and journey to Prague, Havana, Buenos Aries, and more!

Note: There are a lot of different options in this game. Please do try it more than once -- there are many different ways through (you will always see the same first chapter, but there are many different ways through it to other chapters).

There are also quite a number of endings. For those who like to look for such things, each ending is labeled with a number, and there are 28 different endings (and many ways to get to each one).


Featured Story Surviving Pre-School

High school can be tough with all the cliques, bullies, "resource" officers, and changing rules. But that is nothing compared to the pre-school room! In pre-school you don't even know what a rule is, never mind that you're breaking it. And those evil naps can slip up on you before you know it. Can you make the right choices to make it through the pre-school day without getting spanked?

Please note: There are just three endings to this little short: you survive pre-school, you do not make it through the day, and, well, you don't want to get the other ending.

Also note: This is an intentionally short, very light-hearted story that is meant to be silly. Please read and enjoy in that vein.

Story inspired by MattC


Survivors

This is a short story that is was an entry for playa988's 4-week long contest. Yes, I wish it was longer, too, but this was intentionally short for the purposes of writing a complete story in the short time frame allowed for the contest. There are, however, 18 endings, so feel free to try the story more than once and follow different paths. The theme of the contest was "gray vs gray," so don't look for a "winning" ending. When it's all grey, no one wins.

The year is 2016 and a series of nuclear bombs have been detonated in dozens of cities across the United States in the population centers. The country is destroyed and many people are dead.

While many cities (and surrounding areas) have been destroyed, there are various areas, far from the population centers, where people have survived. The people are trying to make sense of what happened and are trying to rebuild their lives and their country.

This story takes place in Western Montana where you follow the adventures of Jim Thompson, a survivor of the massive attack, trying to make sense of what is left of the world. Your choices will decide what happens to Jim, and perhaps what happens to the country...

 
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The Adventures of Rory Thorn in Math Class

Rory heads to Math class. That's boring, right?

Well, it is boring for most people, but not Rory Thorn. Rory always manages to find adventure, even in math class. Join Rory in math class and help decide what happens to him and his adventures!

The suggested way to read this story: do not press the back button. Oh sure, I know you want to, but read the whole story through, then start over. You will find that the stories will take you in entirely different directions and I think you really see that when you start over instead of just backing up! But hey, you're the reader, you get to read it however you want!


There is only one ending to this story. However, there are 32 different pathways that lead to that end! There are almost 16,000 words in this story. However, since there are so many pathways, the average story you will read will only be 3,000 words. So it's a short story...but with 16,000 words...


Author's Note: I do hope you enjoy this story. If you think it should be longer, well, I'm sorry, but do look for more stories in the "Adventures of Rory Thorn" series. The idea here was to give you a LOT of options and end up with a single short story.


The Emperor's Zoo
The emperor sends you to a faraway land to capture exotic beasts for his zoo. But a spreading plague, a witch-doctor, and a brewing feud between local tribes presents . . . difficulties.

This is a contest entry for Bucky's December 2017 contest

This ended up being more of a puzzle game than a story. It still has a good story, I think, so I do hope you enjoy it. It will take a little time, there's not a short way through this one!

The Horror Inside
Drew was a fantastic accountant. He really enjoyed his job and he was good at it. But one day something started happening to him, and he just wasn't quite sure what was going on...

Created for BerkaZerka's Creatures of the Night Contest

The Mayoral Campaign

Try to get elected as mayor of your town!

This is more game than story. Okay, there's not really much story to this one, it's a game. There are many options and lots of variables, so be sure to play more than once!


The Mountain Pass
You wake up after a car crash and find yourself lost in the snow. Can you survive and get out alive?

For those interested in such things, there are eight bad endings and three good endings. Sorry about that, but there are lots of ways to die in the wilderness you know.

Created for January, 2017 New Frontier Contest

The Quick Dating Game

Play the quick dating game and see if you can get the girl!

I hope you have as much fun reading this as I did writing it. It was a lot of fun.

This is my official entry for the contest, "Brevity, the Soul of Wit" for August, 2015.

Please note: If you are easily offended by stereotypes, especially as they relate to men, women, and dating, please don't read, rate, or comment on this game. It is meant to be silly.


Adventurer
unpublished
This is a fantasy adventure where you star in the role of the young adventurer! Follow the adventurer along throughout his life starting out as a child and leading into adventure. Be careful with your choices because almost every time you make a choice, it will have an effect later in the story.

A Solar Flare
unpublished

Solar flares are quite common. Many days the sun throws out a number of different solar flares in all directions. Most are of no interest to anyone but astronomers. They aren't dangerous. In fact, the worst solar flare followed by a coronal mass ejection in history (The Carrington Event) really didn't even have much of an effect on the entire planet other than a couple fires and a lot of pretty colors.

That was then, this is now.

Most of the time, earth has days to react to a solar flare because there are astronomers out there watching and recording the sun 24 hours a day. But what if there were a solar flare larger than the Carrington Event? And what if that solar storm made a direct hit on the planet, before anyone had time to prepare? Could humans survive? Could the planet itself survive?

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Moon Base Alpha
unpublished

Join Stone Ulrich, leader of Moon Base Alpha, as he heads off to explore parts of the moon - why are there caverns here? Who made them? Are they still here?



Please note: This is not your typical choose-your-own-story on this site. This is a longer length story that really attempts to draw you into the story. If you're looking for a quick few clicks and a free point, this is not the story you want for that.

Note #2: This is what I call an alternative universe story. This means that there is not just one universe to explore with your choices, but instead your choices can lead to different universes. In other words, if you go left at one place, that might mean there are aliens. If you go right, that might mean there never were aliens. So feel free to try again and see different options, but don't rely on your prior knowledge

Created for Bucky's Epic Story Contest, Summer 2018

However, First date of publication:


The Adventures of Rory Thorn in Biology Class
unpublished

Time for Biology! Sounds fun, doesn't it? What? It doesn't? Well, apparently you've never been in Biology class with Rory Thorn! Come, help Rory get through class by choosing your own adventure and see where he will end up!

The first story in this series is Rory Thorn in Math Class. You do not have to read that story to understand what is going on in this story, but that is his first class of the day, while Biology is his second class.

This series is an attempt to create stories that have recurring characters and are in a way similar to a sitcom -- no matter what happens during the story, everyone returns and is ready to start the next story.

I hope you enjoy this story!


The Adventures of Rory Thorn in English Class
unpublished
It's time to head to English Class

The Archaeologist
unpublished


Join in the adventures of archaeology student Tom Forsyth as he follows clues that lead around the world. Help him make decisions that will unwrap ancient secrets without releasing evil on the world. Discover the pathways of old before others decipher the clues and reveal enough power to take over the world!
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The Drunk- Explorer Inn
unpublished
Follow along with Zorek and direct his actions as he retires from the military and starts a brewery.
This was originally an entry for the Year End Story Contest, 2019. However, that story ended up quite rushed. This is a re-do with the rest of the story included. Prompt: For your services to the crown, the king has granted you valuable lands near an important crossroads in a recently conquered territory. Now, it's time to retire and fulfill your dream of operating a renowned brewery and tavern ... but it may be wise to keep your sword-arm ready.

Winning the CYS Contest
unpublished
Try your hand at winning the latest CYS writing contest! It's not as easy as it sounds: you will have to use strategy, do some quality writing, and figure out how to beat all the other entrants. And you will have to overcome the random number generator (because that's how your opponents are going to be determined).

It's a short game that you can try over and over again until hopefully one time you win that coveted trophy for winning a CYS contest!

Note: This is not an actual CYS writing contest and you will not actually win a trophy for your account if you happen to win this game.

Articles Written

Choose-Your-Own-Stories, Paths, and Writing
How do different paths work in CYS stories? How do you write different paths in your story? What is branching?

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June is Noob Threshing Month! on 6/4/2020 11:13:58 AM
Just stop

June Writing Prompts on 6/3/2020 7:29:31 PM
June 3: ANC “Duh. Yeah, of course I know what ANC stands for, moron.” “Oh come on, you do not. If you do then tell me what it means then, huh? Come on!” Javion shrugged, turned the box over in his hands, and quickly read the side of the box. He proclaimed, “It means automatic noise canceling, you moron.” Oday replied, “Get off. You just read that off the box. And anyway, noise cancelling is for earphones and junk. That thing doesn’t look like no earphones to me.” Javion checked out the box again. It was a box inside a box. The outside box had been addressed to him. There was no return address, nothing else on the box at all: just his name and address. Strangely there didn’t even seem to be a postage mark on it. He shrugged and dropped that box to the ground. The inner box was brightly colored with a plastic window showing the item inside. The box looked like it was labeled for some expensive headphones, but through the plastic window he could see the item, and it looked like, well, just an angle of pipes. He turned the box over again and could see that it displayed a nice black set of headphones. But looking through the window, that’s not what was inside. He carefully opened the end of the box, ignoring the jeering Oday. Inside was the typical plastic insert and he pulled it out. There was nothing else in the box: there were no instructions, no warning labels, not even any wires or anything that looked like a charging cord. Instead there was just the plastic mold with the angled pipes in it. He looked closer. It looked like someone had just taken two one-inch diameter black pipes and melted them together at a ninety-degree angle. They were all flat black. There were no wires, lights, or anything else. He carefully pried the thing out of the plastic while Oday taunted him, “Yeah, punk, that’s just crap. You been had. I bet you paid a whole lot for that, didn’t you?” As he picked up the strange device, it sort of fit in his hand a little like a gun: a shorter pipe fit down into his hand while the longer end stuck out. As he turned, he suddenly realized that Oday had stopped talking, which was very much unlike him. Javion looked up and saw that Oday was just standing still, staring off into space. He wasn’t moving at all and Oday never stopped moving. He called out, “Hey. Oday?” Oday didn’t move and didn’t appear to hear Javion at all. Javion waved his hand in front of Oday’s face. There was no reaction at all. He took a step towards him and suddenly Oday started jumping around, being his normal self. Javion said, “Dude, what’s up?” Oday replied, “What’s up? You got had, that’s what up!” He kept jeering and Javion looked down at the pipes again. Again he noticed that Oday stopped talking. Then Javion noticed that the end of the pipes in his hand was pointing directly at Oday.

Mizal's Prompts (Better Than Ogre's) on 6/3/2020 6:22:59 PM
lol

Mizal's Prompts (Better Than Ogre's) on 6/3/2020 6:04:05 PM
mizal’s June 3: Sacrifice Nolan saw it just a moment before Taylor felt it. While the suits were supposed to be protected against all sorts of cuts and abrasions, Nolan spotted the long, sharp edge of the rock as Taylor crawled across it and through the low opening. These suits were supposed to be made with Kevlar and some other sort of “space-age” materials, keeping them from getting punctured by anything short of, well, everything. But as soon as Taylor slid across the projection, Nolan knew what was going to happen. He tried to call out to her and reached a hand out to grab her leg, but he was too late. She knew what had happened as soon as it happened. Nolan imagined that there were all kinds of alarms going on in her helmet as she turned and rolled onto her back. Her panicked face looked back at Nolan as her hands grabbed around her suit. Nolan shifted to the other side of the hole and quickly scampered through. He reached out and grabbed the edge of the suit that had torn and tried to hold the hole closed with his hand. They both knew that it would never be enough, but it might stop the flow of oxygen out of the suit at least a little bit. Nolan’s eyes grew even wider as she saw him grab the suit. She took a breath and then calmed as she realized what would happen. As one, the two of them glanced across the long and barren moonscape, over towards the main base. They had already been on their way back and their supplies were low. They were clearly way too far away to make a break for it. They both knew that there was no way Taylor would survive. She didn’t even hear the alarm noises in her suit anymore as she realized her fate was sealed. Nolan slowly shook his head. He realized they should have had a plan in place for such an event, but they had been assured that these suits were completely tear-proof. But obviously they were not. He briefly looked over at the projection that had caused the tear: it looked like just another jagged moon rock like thousands of the others on the surface. He looked up at Taylor’s face with sadness in his eyes. He didn’t know what to say. Then he had an idea. He said into his helmet, “Let’s head back.” He tried not to think about her perception of his thoughts. Practically, it would make more sense to head in that direction, if for no other reason than when she died, her body would be closer to the base. She didn’t respond, clearly lost in her own thoughts. She replaced his hand grasping the tear in her suit, stood up, and started walking towards the base. Nolan moved along behind her, urging her to continue on. While he was doing so, he was doing all he could to conserve his own oxygen. His suit finally started giving him alarms, describing the low oxygen pressure and amounts in Taylor’s suit. He looked up and could see they were getting closer to the base, but it wasn’t close enough for them to make it, not with those low levels in her suit. As Taylor was about to give up, still just a short distance from the base, she felt a pull from behind on her suit. Before she could turn around, she heard the disconnect of the oxygen supply from her suit. It didn’t really matter, her tank was out. But before she could sink to her knees, she felt the weight of another tank on her back. She glanced over at her gauges and suddenly they showed more oxygen. Yes, it was still leaking out her suit, but she had enough oxygen to make it to the base now. She almost jumped for joy and turned back to call to Nolan. First she saw the extra oxygen tank sitting on the surface. Then she spotted his body, slowly floating away in the low gravity of the moon.

Mizal's Prompts (Better Than Ogre's) on 6/3/2020 2:46:10 PM
mizal’s June 2: Frenzy Block this side, now that side. Hyonn was having a hard time keeping up. His sword was usually called a long sword, but he could barely move it fast enough to keep up with the attacks. The strange animated skeleton had a shorter sword and was swinging it repeatedly at Hyonn, seemingly with endless energy. And each time he tried to swing his sword in for an attack the skeleton would smack him with that bony arm! While it didn’t do as much damage as a sharp blade, those blows were distracting and painful. Hyonn kept blocking the frenzy of blows and thought back to his training. In the yard when he was attacked, it was always so much simpler, even if there were two attacking him. He could predict their blows and was always ready to respond. But here, this skeleton just kept raining blows on him again and again. It took all his strength, effort, and concentration just to defend against that sword. In most battles that Hyonn had been in, the battle was over quickly. Sure, he had adrenaline pumping through his system now, helping him drive that sword, but he could tell that he couldn’t keep this up forever. And at the same time, that animated skeleton didn’t seem to be tiring at all. It was driven by some otherworldly force that was powering it without end. Hyonn knew he had to do something soon or that creature was going to destroy him. Hyonn stepped back a little, keeping his sword up and continuing to block the blows. The skeleton stepped with him, continuing to press its attack. The deep nothingness in the empty skull stared at him as the sword flew at him again and again. He took another step back, still defending, and the skeleton stepped with him again. Then Hyonn decided to take a risk, but he had to do something different or he was going to die. He started to step back again, but quickly dropped into a crouch. The skeleton stepped forward, pressing his attack, but paused a moment when Hyonn ducked. That second was what Hyonn was hoping for. He quickly swung out a leg in a sweeping motion. His powerful leg was more than the thin bones of the skeleton could take, and it fell to the ground with a clatter. Hyonn jumped back to his feet and swung his sword in a long arc, crashing it down on the body of the unnatural creature. It rolled and twisted, trying to regain its feet, but Hyonn kept smashing with the sword, each powerful blow breaking bones and chipping pieces of bone off the monster. As he kept chopping, Hyonn wondered what it would take to end this abomination. There was no heart beating to keep it alive, so he just kept beating it. He soon realized that by using the flat of his sword he was able to break more bones and separate the thing into more pieces. Finally the thing stopped trying to get to its feet, but Hyonn kept smashing, not sure how to tell if it was really dead. He stomped on the creature, breaking more bones, until there were no pieces larger than his foot. He was breathing hard as he watched the creature to see if it would rise again.

Gower's Office Hours on 6/3/2020 2:11:50 PM
I am going to disasgree with Gower here. Yes, I know he's the professor and there's no point in me disagreeing. And yes, my grade will probably suffer. But still... I would argue that "close proximity" and "proximity" can actually be construed to be different ranges of space. If I am in a room that is ten feet by ten feet square, I could consider myself in the proximity of the button to launch the nuclear weapons. However, that button could still be across the room from me where I might have to walk over to it in order to be able to press it. If I was on the phone and someone asked me if I was in proximity of the button, I could answer that I was. But at the same time, if they asked me to press the button, I could not. Instead, I would have to be in close proximity of the button in order to be able to actually reach it. If you think about it, if I'm standing across the room, I would actually have to get in closer proximity of the button in order to be able to press the button. While in theory, it can be argued (as Gower as done so well here) that it is redundant, I would suggest that there are certainly some cases in which the adjective is needed to describe exactly how close the object is when using the word proximity. Of course, in my writing I shall avoid all such instances by simply using the word "near" in any case when I need to describe how close something is to something else.

Happy Pride Month! on 6/3/2020 1:37:09 PM
lol fag

June is Noob Threshing Month! on 6/2/2020 7:54:30 PM
It's been 3 years since @Pineapplekitty was invited to a contest, so it seems like it might be time to invite again.

mizal's Prompts (Better Than Ogre's) on 6/2/2020 6:38:21 PM
mizal's June 1: Ogre’s Demise “Aye, laddie, indeed, the might ogre of that swamp has no been seen in nigh a score years,” the old man said. “Now I was no there the day they brought it down, but I have heard the stories and could tell you a thing or two bout them.” He leaned forward, close to the young man, his breath smelling strongly of a poor fermented alcohol and continued, “But if’n ya forget – all the stories end with the people claimin to have killed the ogre, but na one end with the head of the ogre, the body of the ogre, nah any physical proof o any kind of the fearsome creature’s death.” He looked over at the door of the tavern, then back to the young man, “And as fer me, I be not convinced the creature be dead.” He stood back up suddenly, then slammed his mug down on the bar. He picked it up and took a long drink, then slammed it back down. He smiled a crooked smile and showed his yellowing and crooked teeth. The young man stammered, “Not dead? But how? Why? What could the creature be doing if no one has seen it in so many years?” The old man gestured to his mug. The young man understood and nodded to the bartender. The bartender quickly filled the mug again. The old man whisper, “Aye. Many o people be thinkin that the ogre be naught but a beast. Now I not be sayin it be not a beast, make no mistake. The thing be a powerful beast. I heard stories of it taking down entire trees with its bare hands. Men ave had their heads smashed open from the power that beast brings to the battle. Indeed, it be a very powerful beast. “But that be not all there is to the story! Nay. The ogre, especially this beast out in this ere swamp, be a cunning beast as well. This one be smart! “Now I know ye friends be telling you not to listen to the crazy old man at The Three Toed Tavern, but tell me this: ha ye ever had anyone show you the body of the ogre? Nah, ye haven’t. I’m tellin ya, that creature is still out there. Oh ya, they say it be dead, but me thinks they just injured it. What’s it been doin all this time? Aye, it’s been regenerating it’s strength and preparing for battle. This thing is smart and it’s just waitin till the time is right. Fer all I know, the dern thing be gatherin allies as well. N think: the monster lives in a swamp – who would know if it were just lyin there in wait? Narry a soul heads out into that place. No one’s been back to the lair because why would ya go there? “So you uns kin go ahead out and explore that swamp all ye want, but if I were a bettin man, I’d be bettin that you’d not be returning soon, er ever. You git out there in that swamp and you’ll be findin that ogre, sure as can be. And after all this time, I’d be sure it be even stronger than it were before when it took all those soldiers to take it down.” The young man turned slowly to his friends and said, “Guys? You still want to go out there?”

Mizal's Prompts (Better Than Ogre's) on 6/2/2020 5:14:20 PM
BTW, you're two days behind, so get to writing...