cyoa: akechi edition

[twostringsonebow]

Hello, Recolle.

Let's play a game.

Don't worry -- it's a very fun one, and most of the work is on my part, but I think it'd be a good time sink... and you may even learn a little more about yourself in doing so. You may quit at any point of time and gain rewards from it (those are to be decided, mostly depending on how far you get in your story), though seeing it through to a satisfying end would be the most fruitful for your time.

Now.

Please pick a genre and one of the following colors: Red, Blue, Green.
1. Fantasy
2. Dystopian
3. Romance

Your story's waiting to begin. ♪

Comments

[stressweets]

Green romance...?

[twostringsonebow]

It’s a new job, a new day. You’re off of romance. You’re swearing off it the way someone might cigarettes, ice cream, spending large quantities of money on gacha games – cold turkey. There’s not a single person in this entire world that would suit you, you’re certain, though your friends disagree. They just don’t understand.

> What sort of person are you interested in?

[thesettingsun]

Red fantasy.

[twostringsonebow]

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[maskreant]

red dystopian.

[twostringsonebow]

Seven seals. Three undone, each preceded by a crack of thunder despite the dryness of the air, their riders crossing the skies above. Those that are not physically ill are stricken by gluttonous rages, those that suffer from neither are plagued by swarms of insects – or so they cry, even if there’s nothing about. You curl up tighter against the wall of the splintering hallway, pressing out the sounds around you, and the fourth cracks open.

Come and see, it says.

> What will you do?

[clothes]

Nothing is fun and everything hurts all the time, but I'll bite anyway.

Blue, dystopian.

[twostringsonebow]

(That's the spirit!)

Seven seals. Three undone, each preceded by a crack of thunder despite the dryness of the air, their riders crossing the skies above. Those that are not physically ill are stricken by gluttonous rages, those that suffer from neither are plagued by swarms of insects – or so they cry, even if there’s nothing about. You curl up tighter against the wall of the splintering hallway, pressing out the sounds around you, and the fourth cracks open.

Come and see, it says.

> What will you do?

[pronounces]

oh, akechin!~ what a clever game.
i'm at work so i'll be able to play on breaks!

how about blue, fantasy?

[twostringsonebow]

(I'm glad to have you! Don't fret too much at your own cliffhangers.)

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[fabrefactions]

[ He's looking over some of the options that have been chosen already, trying to find something unique. ]

Red, and... romance, I suppose?

[ N-Nailed it? ]

[twostringsonebow]

(So you'll be my replacement romance? Thank you.)

It’s a new job, a new day. You’re off of romance. You’re swearing off it the way someone might cigarettes, ice cream, spending large quantities of money on gacha games – cold turkey. There’s not a single person in this entire world that would suit you, you’re certain, though your friends disagree. They just don’t understand.

> What sort of person are you interested in?

[sketchythief]

this looks fun!

green fantasy

[twostringsonebow]

(Thank you! I hope it will be.)

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[megatechbody]

Okay, I'll bite. Blue Romance.

[twostringsonebow]

It’s a new job, a new day. You’re off of romance. You’re swearing off it the way someone might cigarettes, ice cream, spending large quantities of money on gacha games – cold turkey. There’s not a single person in this entire world that would suit you, you’re certain, though your friends disagree. They just don’t understand.

> What sort of person are you interested in?

[drizzle]

It's unfortunate that you have to do all of the work. Doesn't really sit well with me, but if you enjoy this sort of thing, then I wanna see how far I can go.

I pick green fantasy as my genre and color.

[twostringsonebow]

(Oh, it's perfectly fine. I quite enjoy doing things like this; it helps to busy my hands and mind.)

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[flametheif40]

Ummm...idk...

Blue Fantasy

[twostringsonebow]

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[infreefall]

sounds interesting!
how about... green fantasy?

[twostringsonebow]

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[godcards]

Green. Dystopian.

[twostringsonebow]

Seven seals. Three undone, each preceded by a crack of thunder despite the dryness of the air, their riders crossing the skies above. Those that are not physically ill are stricken by gluttonous rages, those that suffer from neither are plagued by swarms of insects – or so they cry, even if there’s nothing about. You curl up tighter against the wall of the splintering hallway, pressing out the sounds around you, and the fourth cracks open.

Come and see, it says.

> What will you do?

[adoringpast]

blue romance

it'd better be worth my while, gochan

[twostringsonebow]

[Oh... Yikes.]

(It will be, Micchan. I'll write a story worth your life.)

It’s a new job, a new day. You’re off of romance. You’re swearing off it the way someone might cigarettes, ice cream, spending large quantities of money on gacha games – cold turkey. There’s not a single person in this entire world that would suit you, you’re certain, though your friends disagree. They just don’t understand.

> What sort of person are you interested in?

[compendiem]

Blue. Dystopian. Also I'm your sugar daddy now.

[ the real dystopian universe, it's already here ]

[twostringsonebow]

I

Hold on, before we begin -- What do you mean, you're my sugar daddy now?

[1620]

cherry colored romance gogo 👌

[twostringsonebow]

[Gogo......... That isn't bad. He guesses.]

It’s a new job, a new day. You’re off of romance. You’re swearing off it the way someone might cigarettes, ice cream, spending large quantities of money on gacha games – cold turkey. There’s not a single person in this entire world that would suit you, you’re certain, though your friends disagree. They just don’t understand. They don't get it.

> What sort of person are you interested in?

[hananobooks]

This looks like fun. I'm going to pick romance and red ^^

[twostringsonebow]

It’s a new job, a new day. You’re off of romance. You’re swearing off it the way someone might cigarettes, ice cream, spending large quantities of money on gacha games – cold turkey. There’s not a single person in this entire world that would suit you, you’re certain, though your friends disagree. They just don’t understand.

> What sort of person are you interested in?

[axeswing]

even if you say not to worry the very beggining of this sounds like the start of a horror movie
watch yourself

anyway, let's go with blue fantasy

[twostringsonebow]

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[meowchanics]

Points for the creative way of getting blackmail material on strangers. Cyan, dystopian.

[twostringsonebow]

[Ah, someone who's caught on. Good. He likes you.]

(You may think of it as you will, but I'm only having fun.)

Seven seals. Three undone, each preceded by a crack of thunder despite the dryness of the air, their riders crossing the skies above. Those that are not physically ill are stricken by gluttonous rages, those that suffer from neither are plagued by swarms of insects – or so they cry, even if there’s nothing about. You curl up tighter against the wall of the splintering hallway, pressing out the sounds around you, and the fourth cracks open.

Come and see, it says.

> What will you do?

[livingimpaired]

My, my, let's see where this goes, hm?

Red. Dystopian.

[twostringsonebow]

Seven seals. Three undone, each preceded by a crack of thunder despite the dryness of the air, their riders crossing the skies above. Those that are not physically ill are stricken by gluttonous rages, those that suffer from neither are plagued by swarms of insects – or so they cry, even if there’s nothing about. You curl up tighter against the wall of the splintering hallway, pressing out the sounds around you, and the fourth cracks open.

Come and see, it says.

> What will you do?

[floret]

Blue fantasy!

[twostringsonebow]

The world is green and beautiful, and before you is a town built of pale stone. The sky, dotted by pinkening clouds, is starting to darken as night falls; you have three party members with you, as well as your animal companion. There is one quest left to do before you turn in.

Quest: Nightwalkers

There’s been rumors of beasts roaming the streets of the nearby town, hunting down those who stay out at night. Bring peace to the night.

> Will you accept it?

[sakeplz]

wooooow! this looks fun!

red romance!

[twostringsonebow]

It’s a new job, a new day. You’re off of romance. You’re swearing off it the way someone might cigarettes, ice cream, spending large quantities of money on gacha games – cold turkey. There’s not a single person in this entire world that would suit you, you’re certain, though your friends disagree. They just don’t understand.

> What sort of person are you interested in?

[allforyuu]

Green romance.