WizzyCat, The Dramatist
To infuse your child with ultimate power, you must traverse the cosmos and destroy the greatest beast you can find. Unfortunately, your trip is interrupted by a routine human patrol. When compared to a being which forces the very earth to tremble in its wake, this matter seems trivial.
Were it so easy.
Entry to Endmaster's Prompt Contest 2
Author's Note: I done fucked up a little bit, but at least this story is very violent, so enjoy.
Play as Urga, the founder of the prestigious Church of Desires, an infamous underground religion that specializes in darkness, debauchery, destruction, and most importantly, delivering coinage to Urga (although try not to tell that last bit to the followers, it wasn't in the pamphlet for a good reason).
However, Urga's time of frolicking in the deepest recesses of society is now over, as one of his many, many, oh so many enemies has sent warriors after him,
Urga's no fighter, but to what lengths will he go to survive? Up to you.
CW: Violence of the physical, verbal, and sexual varieties, as well as all the accompanying unpleasantry. Also, demon dick.
Author's Note: There is an optimal ending, however it and all the other endings are unmarked. If you reach a page with only an End Game link, you have "won".
Entry to Endmaster's Manifest Destiny Contest.
You are a historian, searching for tales about the mythical Bogatyrs, who were heroes of somewhat Arthurian quality. You managed to locate an archive of their exploits, which had once been passed down in oral form only, stored in a remote castle, taken care of by an old man of similar historian persuasion as you.
In a world where consciousness is stored on a hard drive, the most heinous crime is hacking.
Author's Note: A police officer is supposed to be a righteous dispenser of justice, but in the future, the idea of morality is basically nonexistent. Nonetheless, a lot of choices in this game can be broken down into "things a good, moralistic police officer should do" and "amoral things that get the job done". Going down one path or the other will eventually result in you being locked out of the other entirely, but it will also give you access to new epilogues and options.
Winner of the Cyberpunk Contest.
A Halo fanfiction. Story knowledge is not required, but some basic knowledge of the franchise is ideal.
On a desolate colony near the edge of human space, a Forerunner installation is located. ONI sends an expeditionary force, containing a single Spartan II, to investigate. However, ONI aren't the only ones searching for Forerunner tech.
After the Dark Age of Technology during the 21st and 22nd centuries, humanity decided to reach for the stars. Or at least the megacorps decided to, leaving behind anyone too poor or too stubborn or too old to board the ships headed for Mars and Europa. With that, the Great Expansion started: Venus, Jupiter, Saturn, the Asteroid Belt, all were encompassed by the sovereignty of the newly formed United Human Federation, or UHF. Well... that's what the UHF would have you believe. The truth is a different beast entirely.
After graduating a prestigious engineering college on Mars and patenting a valuable new piece of tech, you were approached by the Black Hoods, a completely untraceable organization that dealt with the salvage of shipwrecks across the solar system. Despite the absurd protocols (all in the name of total secrecy), the mind-boggling pay convinced you to join. What can you discover among the derelict wreckage of humanity?
Recent PostsMy pu$$y wetter than a fish bowl on 4/1/2023 1:55:04 AM
Yes, I am definitely a boomer. Another astute observation as usual.
BOT DESTRUCTION THREAD on 3/31/2023 8:04:11 PM
A victory for the website
Coronation Thread on 3/31/2023 7:03:33 PM
(Wholesome level 2)
ALL HAIL THE NEWEST ADMIN! on 3/31/2023 7:03:01 PM
It's a good thing this didn't happen tomorrow. Pull out the good plates, Sherb is cooking! And I mean that seriously.
My pu$$y wetter than a fish bowl on 3/31/2023 6:56:01 PM
Zoomers when they have to do things other than scroll :\
My pu$$y wetter than a fish bowl on 3/30/2023 7:43:27 PM
Even his memory is better.
My pu$$y wetter than a fish bowl on 3/30/2023 6:05:06 PM
Take a moment to reflect on the fact that Ford is better than you.
Starting to make a story? on 3/29/2023 8:16:04 PM
CYS is an old site with a lot of traditions, and not nearly as many firm guidelines. The scale of maturity rating exists to give people a primer on the material within the story, and a number of 7/8 or lower maturity stories also have content warnings to further dissuade toddlers from reading them. Therefore, authors just put whatever they find appropriate for their story. Literature is subjective--turns out that rating literature is equally subjective.
Hello! on 3/29/2023 8:09:29 PM
Welcome to the site, hope you enjoy your stay!
Sentinel's ULTIMATE ANIMAL ABUSE COMPENDIUM on 3/21/2023 12:35:06 AM
You twisted man.