You wake up one morning to realize you didn't really wake up at all.
All of those strange "dreams" you've ever had are the real world, and the "real world" is your dreams.
Oh god dang it.
You are John Lennon about to perform at a Sargent Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band concert. You took some acid to really get into the concert, but you took too much! Now you must perform the entire thing without fucking it all up.
And that's what I have for you guys.
You are now Dapper Swain. Or at least, you used to be, until this annoying little kid stole your moustache! Get it back!
-retcon-
You are a villainous hairdresser, using Anime haircuts to control people's minds! But one really annoying kid keeps slipping through your grasp. How do you catch him and get him to have an Anime haircut?
Along with my space-setting forum adventure, I have many PROJECTS and CONTESTS, as viewed below. I like to think of myself as an ideas man, and an inspirator of others.
Alice In BOOGIE Wonderland
Along with my space-setting forum adventure, I have many PROJECTS and CONTESTS, as viewed below. I like to think of myself as an ideas man, and an inspirator of others.
You just adopted a child, but you are quick to discover that it's actually a demon child (or a child possessed by a demon) who wants nothing more than to brutally kill people and steal their souls. Can you raise him/her to be a good, upstanding, and productive member of society?
We've already lost. A crazy terrorist has detonated a very large bomb. Large enough to kill everything and disintegrate all buildings on the Earth. Quick-thinking scientists have managed to set up a time-bubble around the explosion to stop the destructive forces in their tracks. The country at the centre of the blast, Mexico, is now gone. But the bubble only managed to slow the explosion's progress to one centimetre per year. The explosion is coming. Should we ignore it and try to live as best we can? Should we attempt to stop it somehow? Should we evacuate the planet? Or should we just embrace our destruction as inevitable?
Along with my space-setting forum adventure, I have many PROJECTS and CONTESTS, as viewed below. I like to think of myself as an ideas man, and an inspirator of others.
You have the power to enter any work of fiction. However, it's not decided by you which work you enter, but instead by some random guy halfway across the world. And it's compulsory. Normally, this doesn't matter, as you're asleep, so it seems like dreams. However, recently, that man has gotten insomnia, and has taken to reading whatever random books he can find.
OK, you know when your brain creates a fully formed plot seemingly out of nowhere? Be prepared for wall of text guys:
This plot is specifically set in author Terry Pratchett's Discworld setting. If you've never read any of the books, basically GTFO. Right. So our hero is a young up-and-coming thief in the Thieves Guild, but like a lot of the youngsters, he's a bit disillusioned with how theft is all legal and mostly pre-booked at the victim's convenience nowadays. He takes his frustration out at the Wallgame Guild Vs Guild tournaments put on by the Guild Of Assassins, and does surprisingly well. The fat-cat Guild heads of the Thieves notice his skills, and decide to test him by offering him a chance to do some old-school thieving for once!
An eccentric billionaire just won't pay for Guild protection, so is fair game for his annual allowance of theft - only his personal wallet will do. Unfortunately, he has crazy loyal guards and lives in a crazy house built by infamous architect Bloody Stupid Johnson, the man who once re-invented Pi to do away with all those "messy infinite numbers". Plus it's filled with crazy boobytraps. PLUS... there's a contract out on the guy's life, and an assassin just so happens to be storming the house on the same night. If our thief can't rob him before he's dead, Guild law will class him as a grave robber and an Undesirable, which is Bad. And the assassin would find it hard to prove he's killed this guy without either taking his head back (not ideal), or getting someone to witness it. Plus he's a bastard who cheated thief out of the Wallgame win earlier.
So the thief and the assassin enter into a deal, a game. A race to their chosen goal, the "winner" go the spoils and the loser promises to back them up with time confirmation etc.
Along with my space-setting forum adventure, I have many PROJECTS and CONTESTS, as viewed below. I like to think of myself as an ideas man, and an inspirator of others.
Lets make and bake a cake! What's the worst that could happen?
Along with my space-setting forum adventure, I have many PROJECTS and CONTESTS, as viewed below. I like to think of myself as an ideas man, and an inspirator of others.
One day you wake up and someone pissed in your wheaties.
The rest of the day is full of crazy antics trying to figure out who done it.
Optional plot twist: it was you.
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So, I came across this series of pictures, illustrating several artists' impression of what the future might have been like. That is, the year 2000, seen from 1899.
I thought it might make an interesting setting for an adventure.
I liked the whale-bus.
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A magical land. But due to some huge EVENT, all the magic stops working. Fairies fall from the sky, their wings no longer able to carry their own weight. Hellhounds with razors for teeth all die from overly-bleeding mouths. Many fantastical creatures survive because logically they would, but they no longer have magical properties.
The magic will not return. How would an ex-wizard make sure his village strives and lives on without it? Would he turn to laughable "science"?
Along with my space-setting forum adventure, I have many PROJECTS and CONTESTS, as viewed below. I like to think of myself as an ideas man, and an inspirator of others.
You have just uncovered a conspiracy that has been had for the past million or so years. It's revolutionary, and everyone involved in the cover-up does not want word getting out. Their lives and everyone else's supposedly depend on the falsehood still existing. What truth is so revolutionary that everyone wants you dead?
you are setting your alarm for tomorrow morning, but you accidentally change the time instead to the default: 12 o clock
suddenly the earth shifts, and you are having an unpleasant time being thrown around and such and now the earth is in position such that it is 12 o clock where you are.
you quickly set it back to regular time (and the earth shifts accordingly to normal).
now half the world is wondering what just happened and is hunting you down. (somehow)
this was based on a dream
You are the son of a famous clown family who are apart of the very respected traveling circus known as The Afro Brother's on the road show, they do some really spectacular shows but everyone comes to see your family preform. There's just one problem.
You're a juggalo.
This is, The Plight of the Juggalo
you are awoken in the middle of the night by a someone yelling, "MOOOOOOOON! MOOOOOOOOON!"
You go to your window and look outside.
the fullmoon has a little face on it (a couple hundred miles or so in diameter). It sticks its tongue out at you and slurps obscenely. "Moon!!" It says, rudely.
You are a truck driver.
It is a normal day.
You get drunk and fight zombies.
You are in a coma, explore the corners of your own mind, battle the bad parts of your personality, try to wake up.
Along with my space-setting forum adventure, I have many PROJECTS and CONTESTS, as viewed below. I like to think of myself as an ideas man, and an inspirator of others.
Across from Idiots [Name], You are now A 7 Year old Child. Your name is MICHEAL (Insert Clever Last name here), you enjoy ACTION FIGURES. God damn do you love Action Figures.
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Godtear: The gods may weep (fledgeling text adventure(indefinite hiatus)
your chumhandle is audaciouslyComplex and as your name would suggest you know to many words for your own good.