Shadowdrake27, The Wordsmith
You can read a story of mine and form your own opinion of me. I'll probably see you on the Forum if you are actively posting as well. As far as I can tell, no one actually reads these anyway...
CYS is where I have come to read awesome stories for awhile, and it is a great creative outlet for both new and experienced writers. There is a ton of community support, if you can handle some constructive criticism without imploding. Also be sure to check out the resources under the help and info tab if you are a very inexperienced writer like I was when I first came here.
Since I am a perfectionist with a job, family, and life, my writing may come out slowly. Feel free to read anything I have on the site and comment. It doesn't really matter to me if you read it or not, but I do love getting feedback from comments. Feel free to message me with questions or to talk as well; I like both bouncing ideas off people and chatting. My responses might not be immediate, but I usually get back to people on here.
Unfortunately, I am now somewhat of a grammar freak. Blame Gower if you see him, but you should use complete sentences when you do. To make matters worse (or more hilarious), I'm still not great with grammar. I just happen to care more when I actually notice something is wrong.
If you are bored try adding a page to this fun collaborative writing prompt on infinitestory.com:
Clearstone was a peaceful place where a man could forage his own path in life, but that was before Mad Dog Roberts took it over. Now Clearstone is owned by the Roberts Mining Co. and the people are little more than cogs in Roberts golden machine. This traveling cowboy isn't a part of that machine, and he isn't about to leave without a fight.
Matthew Mercia had never believed in the Day of the Dead the way his mother did. He didn't get excited to wake up on November second to celebrate the lives of relatives who had passed--until he was one of those relatives. Now he can only wake up on the day of the dead, so he only has tonight to walk among the living. How did I die? Who killed me? Why? These questions may just keep Matthew from celebrating this Dia de Muertos.
This story was written in four hours for Ectocomp 2019 with 4,500 words, 7 unique endings, and one epilogue. It is based on the All Souls Procession Weekend in Tuscon Arizona. No additional knowledge is needed to read the story, but if you want more information on anything look up the event!
Edited on 12/06/19: the tense switch on the first page was fixed. Everything else was left the way it was for the contest.
A suspense/horror story. It is about a cabin you inherited from your creepiest uncle (yeah you know the one). There are two possible endings. Good luck.
Tips: Use the link at the end to go back to the beginning, even if you die you can continue to play. Hit "Drive to cottage" after each play through and look for the room that changed. You will face a choice in that room that will decide if you live or die, again.
Let's write a poem together,
about nature or the weather.
Alternating lines, you and me,
writing in perfect harmony.
I will write a line, you the next,
our lais is a river of text.
Leroy and Mika are parting ways for two years. They have signed up for the Peace Corps and are going to opposite corners of the globe to make a difference in the world. Their shared loves are poetry and the environment. This lais is the perfect poem to remind them what they mean to each other; they just have to write it.
A 1,000-word story written for a contest with the theme of
nature environment. The game is a craft your own poem game. A lais is a poem written with octosyllabic couplets (8 syllable lines that rhyme in pairs). You get to craft the poem that expresses these two characters' love, and you get to decide if their love is strong enough to survive two years apart.
Actual word count is 936.
Merlin Ambrosius was just an electrician working in Britain. His last job was on an archeological site doing the lighting for what was believed to be the home of Merlin the Magician. He accidentally got himself sent back in time to the days of King Arthur, where Merlin Ambrosius became the sorcerer of legend. Did he serve King Arthur well as a trusted advisor? Was he a feared but well-respected as a sorcerer? Or did he get caught trying to fool the medieval prince?
This game was made for the Year's End Contest - Choose Your Own Prompt II. The theme was "8) This story has an original and sensible magic system, built from the ground up. The plot is up to you."
Magic is defined as the power to influence reality by using mysterious or supernatural forces. Rather than having characters learn to shoot fire out of their hands, my magic system is based on having limited technology in the past.
There are two main branches, which focus on different types of "magic." One caution is that some of the smaller pathways are similar, differing only by the puzzle you have to solve and ways you can fail. Also, when choosing between the "Lady of the Lake" myth or the "Sword in the Stone" myth, please note that these tales both involve Excalibur, so the story remains the same until after you make the sword of legend. After that part, these two branches have a different (second) puzzle, which can lead to various endings.
An answer guide is provided for electrical puzzles. For an added challenge, do not use it. Additionally, there is a walkthrough here if you want help finding all 12 endings. Good luck!
Special thanks to Reader82 and poison_mara for proofreading and play-testing for me. Without them, this story would have a few million more errors. Reader82 fixed most of my bad grammar, and poison_mara thought of adding the guide for the electrical puzzles.
Professor Gower sits in his big, big oak desk, glasses perched precariously on his nose. He lays a fountain pen down atop his grade book and steeples his hands with something of a patient sigh.
He has warned his students:
The purpose of this thread is to have a place to talk about smallish issues of language, style, syntax, grammar, word choice, paragraph structure, or whatever. This is for microlevel issues, not big stuff like "what should I write about?" or "how do I make interesting choices?" or "is that mole bigger than yesterday?"
Bring a piece of your work-in-progress, and let's all discuss it together.
It's worth 40% of your grade, and you may not have an extension.
Alas, no one has come to his office today. This is not an issue though: Professor Gower has better things to do.
Special thanks to TheChef for play-testing and proofreading.
The Description was mostly written by Gower, and the rest is the author's original account of the real adventures of the English professor that travels in time to ensure the safety of literary classics. While you can read this story on its own, it's recommended that you have some familiarity with the classic authors Homer, Marie de France, and Euripides. It's also recommended that you read The Iliad, Lanval, Medea, and Beowulf before reading this story. General knowledge of those works will be accepted for this story but will do nothing for your grades on Gower's quiz to follow.
There are two possible endings. There are also four authors to meet, four literary gems to save, and four historic items to frame in Gower's office; however, there is only one epilogue.
Please enjoy as you travel to the past to meet Gower's favorite authors.
Todd, a master of dark magic in a world that forbids it, has a chance to prove that dark magic can be used for good; unless he becomes the dark lord that everyone fears. Will Todd become a hero, or is he destined to be the villain?
More of a story with multiple outcomes than a game.
There are no right or wrong answers, although you have the option of getting yourself killed many times, and choices matter.
## unique epilogues are available.
On the first page, there is a link to background information on the world and how it is structured. This link is for people that like to have the basic understanding and context that the main character has at the start. It is completely optional.
Applicants wanted for an exciting and challenging position as the captain of a deep space mining mission. No former space exploration experience is necessary. We are looking for candidates with common sense and natural leadership skills. Press the button below to apply!
Responsible for all decisions made aboard the Endeavor mining shuttle.
Location: Outer Space
Job Type: Contract
Salary: 10% of any profits made. All losses will be deducted from base salary.
Every billionaire wants to get in on the space-race these days, and William C. Harrington is no exception. With an extraordinary budget, an abundance of passion, and an intense desire to never lose, he set his sights on colonizing the farthest star known to mankind--Icarus.
Traveling through space can be a dangerous ordeal; fortunately, the crew bound for Icarus has you to guide them. Will you gamble your life to fulfill the vision of your eccentric financier, change the mission to increase the chances of successful colonization, or explore space in humanity's first mobile colony? We are waiting on your orders, captain!
The year is 2075. Eyron is the city that serves as the worlds leading technological center. It has expanded to encompass 70% of the U.S. population. Anyone who matters is in Eyron as part of the U-Cloud.
U-Cloud is the worlds first cloud computing network that includes androids and humans. A new microprocessor developed by Volpere, the largest technology company in the world, allows human minds to be linked to computer information networks, but it comes at a price. Like any machine on the U-Cloud, admins can take total control of people on the network.
The government and wealthy elite serve as admins to maintain order on the U-Cloud. They can monitor the thoughts, memories, and actions of any device on the network to ensure all rules are adhered to. All devices have no choice but to play by the rules, with a few exceptions.
Alexander Kertchen is one of those exceptions. His blue collar background means he is one of the chipped members of the working class, but Alex's job is to modify and fix broken microprocessors. When his chip needs a repair, he manages to unplug himself from the U-Cloud. What this young technician does with his new found freedom is up to you.
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Recent PostsCYBERPUNK CONTEST 2021 on 7/14/2021 1:53:43 AM
Thanks Mara! I'm just not motivated right now.
CYBERPUNK CONTEST 2021 on 7/13/2021 9:41:52 AM
I knew I shouldn't have entered... but hey, now I get to hangout in the shame pit again...
Cyberpunk Contest: U-Cloud Human Computing on 7/5/2021 7:01:13 PM
It's much better than mine. That is what I was trying to do, haha. Thanks for the assist, Gower!
Cyberpunk Contest: U-Cloud Human Computing on 7/4/2021 8:47:24 PM
I might just make up a futuristic city to avoid having anyone dive this far into comparing my setting to a real life place now... but I also doubt that I'll finish in time.
CYBERPUNK CONTEST 2021 on 6/30/2021 7:28:07 PM
Better question--how many people have started?
I haven't made any progress recently haha.
Cyberpunk Contest: U-Cloud Human Computing on 6/21/2021 12:25:16 PM
I'll have to adjust my prices and make the apartment even crappier, haha. Actually, I probably need to tweak a lot of prices and such now.
Most big cities smell like piss and vomit... that many people living on top of each other has that effect. I'm assuming the wild fires are under control at this point, since there aren't any trees left to burn in the city nowadays. The homeless are ejected from the city, so we see them later on in certain branches. Basically, if you can't afford to rent a chip you are kicked out of society in this world. I'm also going to have to bump up the cost for renting a chip each month according to the price of a studio apartment you cited.
Those chips might not be a bad idea, but it is supposed to be something that is debatable. One of the themes is going to be if the relative peace and prosperity is worth the loss of individual freedoms. My research on the genre made this seem like this was a common theme. The people in the "system" will have a (possibly) better situation, but those not in the system are further removed from society. Also, being rich means you don't have to have a chip, so there is another layer to what is essentially a caste system.
Cyberpunk Contest: U-Cloud Human Computing on 6/21/2021 11:28:05 AM
I should probably just post the next page...
I'll fix that sentence when I get to editing. My attempts to use cumulative sentences never go well... I also might need to provide more of a description of Alex in general. The focus hasn't been on him specifically much.
The shut down is done by an area of the city. I think that is implied on the next page. I can make it clearer here. It would be like shutting down everyone with a chip in a zone of the city based on GPS coordinates. Since the robbery was reported in progress, the process was shut everyone in the area down, then scan all the memories to find the culprit, then release the innocents. All technology (like cars or industrial equipment) would also be controlled by a micro chip, so there wouldn't be issues like car crashes because of this.
This is important because it shows one of the "weaknesses" of the system. There isn't constant control on people or constant monitoring of thoughts to force people to obey rules. Rather, it's like putting an "E-stop" on everyone in the city. Someone presses a button to stop them. The scans are also usually looking for something specific. It's supposed to be like if you type something into a search bar, the search will ignore everything other than what is specifically being searched for. The search also doesn't happen until someone inputs a query and presses the search button. I wasn't planning on explaining all of this in the story, but it is implied later on when Alex finds his loophole in the system.
His appartment is one small crappy room in the basement. That is also explained on the next page. The impression was supposed to be that the owner had unused space in the basement of his strange collection of businesses under one roof, so he just rented them out as living spaces to make extra money. I've never lived in San Francisco, so I might have to do more research to make sure it's a downgrade from what is there now, I guess. I feel bad for people there if my apartment is an upgrade though, haha. I'm used to the Midwest where rent and living space is relatively cheap, so this seemed bad to me.
Cyberpunk Contest: U-Cloud Human Computing on 6/21/2021 1:11:03 AM
I'm not sure if this is common practice or not, but I remember doing it for the last contest I was in and liking it. This is just a thread to post about my progress for the contest story and ask for feedback/advice. I'll start by posting my first page of the story, any feedback is appreciated!
One caveat is that this is not up to the first choice--it is just the first page. I usually have two pages in a row that are linear to start because I have long intros. If this intro feels too slow or too boring, please let me know. It is a weakness that I know I have had in the past...
The game is on preview. A link to it is also below, but I haven't gotten that far on it just yet.
San Francisco 2075
A skyscraper jungle, the hum of the neon signs, a glowing billboard for a bar, crowded streets, people stumbling in a drunken stupor, the stench of piss and vomit, Alex kept his head down as he navigated the busy slums of 2075 San Francisco. Even the people seemed to glow as subdural microchips implanted at the base of their necks flashed green.
Then, those chips flashed red and everyone froze. Alex stood in place, unable to move any part of his body as his microchip locked all of his motor functions. A female voice boomed over the city’s loud speakers, “Robbery reported, city wide scan initiated.”
Shocks tingled Alex’s spine as his memories were accessed by the police. The events over the last few hours were forcibly recalled: they played in his mind like a mental movie fast forwarding at ten times speed.
Grace, a coworker at Volpere, was waiting for him at the bar. Her curly brown hair and warm smile lit up the dark hole in the wall they often met at after work. Blue eyes sparkled as Alex took the seat across from her.
They talked for hours. Alex could only recall one thing Grace said, “I’m a quality tech, but all I do is check for fifty millivolts across the motor control and memory access pins! When did things get so boring?”
“Culprit found,” the female voice announced. Disoriented, Alex looked around as his body control returned. The flashing neon lights and bustling streets of his walk home had returned along with the usual flashing green at the base of everyone’s neck. “All other personnel are released.”
Two blocks down Main Street, a night club, grocery store, boxing ring and apartment were all housed in one building. Alex started down the stairs to the basement he called home when the front doors were thrown open. Two men in police uniforms dragged a large immobilized man out. The man’s microchip was glowing red, and he clutched a hand-railgun.
“Serves him right,” Mr. Dawson, Alex’s land lord, sneered. His stumpy legs carried his plump belly and wiry white hair to the front door of the building. “Trying to take from my hard earned profits because he isn’t willing to work.”
“Sir,” a third officer said to him. “I’m going to need to take your statement on what happened: we take statements from anyone involved without a chip.”
“I work hard and provide a service so people can live safe, happy lives; in return I don’t have to be a part of that. Stop bothering me and pull what you need from that degenerates memory.”
“Our initial scan told us that he lives in your apartments. Why didn’t you just take control? As a registered unchipped business owner you have admin rights over all your employees and tenants.”
“Peter doesn’t live here anymore. Someone else offered more for his room last night, so I threw him out. This is a business not a charity. If he wanted to stay he should have offered up more rent.”
“That’s all I needed to know, sir...” the police officer grumbled as he turned to walk away.
Alex put his hand on the scanner of the rusty door to the basement with a sigh. It flashed green and creaked open. Two doors in on the left he did the same to get into his rundown studio apartment.
Gears, wires, scrapped electrical components, and a several working inventions were strewn about from various projects. Two metal card tables sat in one corner that served as his workbench. It was covered in slightly rusty and dented tools: a soldering torch, voltmeter, hot glue gun, pliers, wire strippers, bent screw drivers, and various other small tools were neatly separated from the mess everywhere else. A bed was shoved in the opposite corner with a small kitchenette, metal table, and two folding chairs in the middle.
“He wants us to live safe, happy lives?” Alex thought with a chuckle. “What a piece of work..."
The tired blue collar worker cleared a few circuit boards that he was tinkering with the day before off his bed and flopped down face first. Peter had lived next door, and he didn’t leave quietly the night before when Mr. Dawson kicked him out at the ass crack of dawn. Fortunately, it was quiet enough on this night to drift to sleep.
CYBERPUNK CONTEST 2021 on 6/17/2021 12:32:19 PM
I can imagine. I doubt that I'd ever be asked to judge one, but it seems like it would be fun if there were a small number of participants (that finished). If things were busy in life, then it would become annoying quickly.
CYBERPUNK CONTEST 2021 on 6/17/2021 11:18:14 AM
Ouch. This is why I fear contests. I am just lazy enough that I can see this happening to me.
I think judging contests would be similar too. It would sound all fun an exciting until I had 10 stories to read and judge. Then, everyone would want to know the winner while I read 1-2, got bored, and went to do something else for a month.