I haven't worked on the game in a few months due to A levels taking up my focus and some other stuff. I've finished college now and I'm doing part time contract work for my parents' company so I'm gonna try make an effort to put in some more effort into this project this summer. Luckily I got a really really long summer cause I finished my exams in early June and it's late September when university will start. That being said, I am also very paranoid about that next chapter in my life because I do not adjust to change well at all so I have a bit of a moment revolving around that. That and also I spent a considerable chunk of June making The Case Of Dolly Graphica for the Newgrounds Low Poly Day Competition instead of revising for my exams but I'm sure it's fineeee...
Work that needs to be done is writing the script to day 2 (which I've been putting off because all the paths will make it annoying) and sorting out the UI.
I find it can be hard to find motivation initially due to how many cogs are in the machine in comparison to other things like making an artwork, but once I'm into it, I can keep the hyperfixation going daily until I'm finished or until something gets in my way.
I've started writing the screenplay for day 2 and I'm starting to regret moddeling my fan game idea over a 5 hour game with 3 routes. This shit is gonna take ages...
That being said, I'm thinking about narrowing it down a bit somehow. Not sure yet, maybe skip a day? Cut out some dialogue that isn't related to the paths? Maybe if it's getting too long, I'll ask someone to help put it into the game, cause currently my workflow is:
type out screenplay
copy and paste each line into dialogic
go back and add the portraits
Which takes a while. I've made the formatting in act 2 closer to the formatting needed in coding to save some time, but even then idk. Then again, other fan projects like Undertale Yellow took years so I suppose it's not too bad I'm taking 2 years at this point (1 year on this version). I've just never directly worked on a game this long before so I'm feeling a bit impatient.
That being said, looking at the dialogue line by line as reference for writing the version with my scenarios is making me appreciate the writing of the original game much more than I initially did. Seeing how all the characters are built up and the differences in act 2 is fascinating.
I haven't worked on the game in a few months due to A levels taking up my focus and some other stuff. I've finished college now and I'm doing part time contract work for my parents' company so I'm gonna try make an effort to put in some more effort into this project this summer. Luckily I got a really really long summer cause I finished my exams in early June and it's late September when university will start. That being said, I am also very paranoid about that next chapter in my life because I do not adjust to change well at all so I have a bit of a moment revolving around that. That and also I spent a considerable chunk of June making The Case Of Dolly Graphica for the Newgrounds Low Poly Day Competition instead of revising for my exams but I'm sure it's fineeee...
Work that needs to be done is writing the script to day 2 (which I've been putting off because all the paths will make it annoying) and sorting out the UI.
I find it can be hard to find motivation initially due to how many cogs are in the machine in comparison to other things like making an artwork, but once I'm into it, I can keep the hyperfixation going daily until I'm finished or until something gets in my way.
From left to right: Emari, Monika's new sprite, the old sprite, the official sprite
Looking at this is making me realise how massive I unintentionally made her hair. Oh well, ponytails are hard. At least now I've learned how to draw that curly thing her hair does. It's a good thing I did need to redraw them all as I much prefer the look of the new style, even if I have to pretend that the past year ish of art development didn't happen (she still looks a little odd next to Emari due to her head being a little narrower and her proportions being a bit more exaggerated but eh, close enough).
college been taking up my time cause a levels are creeping up but i've programmed (basically) all of day 1! woooooooo!
can't get the bloody poem minigame to work but i've got the text for day 1 coded. ui keeps crashing it though I'll have to figure that out eventually too but technically it can be played in all of its placeholder glory.
Art is interesting cause you can see what people prioritise on when learning how to draw. For example, I still can't draw hands for shit but I can make an anime girl look so angry she wants to gut you like a fish!
I traced the first 2 but for the new background, I sketched it all by eye to give it a doodled look. I much prefer drawing people over backgrounds: I suck at backgrounds and it's harder to add my own style to it.
Still have the files sitting on my computer. Might as well make use of them somehow. Both use the same script btw. I left the segments of me trying to figure out how not to get the Dialogic thing to autoplay so you can feel my pain too of trying to make my terrible old code playable.
Still have the files sitting on my computer. Might as well make use of them somehow. Both use the same script btw. I left the segments of me trying to figure out how not to get the Dialogic thing to autoplay so you can feel my pain too of trying to make my terrible old code playable.
dumb mp3s being all standard and stuff, i want o g g.
Anyway here's the Newgrounds version with details and stuff because I can't be asked to copy it over because lets be honest, who actually listens to music on Tumblr?
I also re-did the icon because something was bugging me about the old one and I figured it out: too flat. I put some shading on, re-wrote the paper thing, added the eye and blood thing, graph paper and changed the pencil to green for better contrast (also Monika) and gave it a shadow. I think I've done enough to make a dev log but I'm currently in the middle of making another video so I expect like 2 weeks or something.
I mean, I knew it was going to be longer than the official game but damn. Half of those pages are from today too. Some parts have lines from the original game because it works the best in that situation, some are like a mish mash like when Monika suggests writing poems, and others are written completely by me, hoping I'm writing them in character but I'm a bit of a crap writer so probably not. Eh, it's fanfiction. It can excuse being crappily written.
I should start programming something so I have something to note on the August dev log video. Or September dev log video? Idk I'm just going based on how much I've done.
I have the original script from when Emari was basically just a lesbian version of MC. It's about half the length story wise and about a quarter of the length word count wise.
Here it is in case you want to read it for whatever reason:
I see an annoying girl running toward me from the distance. That’s Sayori, my neighbour and good friend since we were children.
You know, the kind of friend you’d never see yourself making today, but it kind of works out because you’ve known each other for so long?
We used to walk to school together on days like this, but starting around high school she would oversleep more and more frequently, and I would get tired of waiting up.
But if she’s going to chase after me like this, I almost feel better off running away.
However, I just sigh and idle in front of the zebra crossing and let Sayori catch up to me.
Sayori: *deeply breathing from being out of breath*
Sayori: I’m sorry you had to wait for me, I overslept again!
Sayori: But *deep breath* I caught you this time!
Emari: Maybe, but only because I decided to stop and wait for you.
Sayori: *disappointment noise*, you say that like you were thinking about ignoring me.
Sayori: That’s mean, Emari!
Emari: I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just that I didn’t want to be late for school.
Sayori: I’m sorry about that. I’ll try to drag myself out of bed earlier.
Emari: It’s fine, you don’t need to apologise.
Sayori: But you could’ve been late for school, and it would’ve been my fault because you were waiting for me!
Emari: Sayori, it’s okay, it’s not a big deal.
Sayori: Alright…
We cross the street together and make our way to school.
As we draw near, the streets become increasingly speckled with other students making their daily commute.
Sayori: By the way, Emari…
Sayori: Have you decided on a club to join yet?
Emari: A club?
Emari: I told you already, I’m really not interested in joining any clubs.
Emari: I haven’t been looking, either.
Sayori: Eh? That’s not true!
Sayori: You told me you would join a club this year!
Emari: Did I…?
I’m sure it’s possible that I did, in one of our many conversations where I dismissively go along with whatever she’s going on about.
Sayori likes to worry a little too much about me, when I’m perfectly content just getting by on the average while spending my free time on games and anime.
Sayori: Uh-huh!
Sayori: I was talking about how I’m worried that you won’t learn how to socialise or have any skills before university.
Sayori: Your happiness is really important to me, you know!
Sayori: And I know you’re happy now, but I’d die at the thought of you being stuck unemployed in a few years’ time because you didn’t learn any good social skills…
Sayori: Y-You trust me, right?
Sayori: Don’t make me keep worrying about you…
Emari: Alright, alright…
Emari: I’ll look at a few clubs if it makes you happy.
Emari: No promises, though.
Sayori: Will you at least promise me you’ll try a little?
Emari: Yeah, I guess I’ll promise you that.
Sayori: Yaay!
Why do I let myself get lectured by such a carefree girl?
More than that, I’m surprised I even let myself relent to her.
I guess seeing her worry so much about me makes me want to ease her mind at least a little bit, even if she does exaggerate everything inside of her head.
In classroom
The school day is as ordinary as ever, and it’s over before I know it.
After I pack up my things, I stare blankly at the wall, looking for an ounce of motivation.
Emari: Clubs…
Sayori wants me to check out some clubs.
I guess I have no choice but to start with the anime club…
Sayori: Hellooo?
Emari: Sayori…?
Sayori must have come into the classroom while I was spacing out.
I look around and realise that I’m the only one left in the classroom.
Sayori: I thought I’d catch you coming out of the classroom, but I saw you just sitting here and spacing out, so I came in.
Sayori: Honestly, you’re even worse than me sometimes…I’m impressed!
Emari: You don’t need to wait up for me if it’s going to make you late to your own club.
Sayori: Well, I thought you might need some encouragement, so I thought, you know…
Emari: Know what?
Sayori: …Well…that maybe…you could come to my club?
Emari: Sayori…
Sayori: Yeah…?
Emari: …There’s no way I’m going to your club.
Sayori: *Disappointed noise* I guess it was a bit selfish of me to ask, considering our different interests...
Sayori is Vice President of the Literature Club.
Not that I was ever aware that she had any interest in literature.
In fact, I’m 99% sure she only did it because she thought it would be fun to help start a new club.
Since she was the first one to show interest after the one who proposed the club, she inherited the title “Vice President”.
That said, my interest in literature is guaranteed to be even less.
Emari: Yeaaah, I’m going to the anime club.
Sayori: C’mon, please?
She looked really sad when I rejected her idea.
Emari: Why do you care so much, anyway?
Sayori: Wellllll…
Sayori: I kind of told the club yesterday I would bring in a new member…
Sayori: And Natsuki made cupcakes and everything…
Sayori: *awkwardly* ehehe…
Emari: Sayori, don’t make promises you can’t keep.
I can’t tell if Sayori is really that much of an airhead, or if she’s so cunning as to have planned all this out.
What should I do?
Options:
1. Check out the anime club and turn this into a reverse harem with a lot of heartbreak
2. Check out Sayori’s club
Option 1:
Emari: I don’t have any interest in literature. I’m going to check out the anime club instead. Good luck though.
Sayori: Oh…I’m sorry.
Emari: Are you...are you crying?
Sayori: ...Don’t worry about me...it was selfish of me to assume that you would want to join.
Sayori: *deep sigh* I hope you have fun at the anime club.
Emari: Bye Sayori
Sayori: Bye…
Ending:
I expected the anime club to be full of nerdy teenage boys who haven’t seen a girl in person their entire lives.
...And I was right.
It was nice finding people in person who have the same interests as for my entire life, my only friend was Sayori and she rarely watches anime so I couldn’t talk to her about how great the latest season of whatever was amazing.
And yes, this did turn into a reverse harem. They started fighting over me and I had to tell them that I wasn’t interested in guys to get them to stop trying to impress me.
After that it was chill. One meeting we were all discussing the hottest anime women. *laughs*
I sometimes wonder what Sayori said to her club after I said no. I haven’t seen her since though, so I can’t ask. I’ll probably see her at the festival that’s next Monday though.
Life is good…
Oh and one of the guys kept trying to sexually assault me so I kicked him in the dick and he hasn’t bothered me since.
The rest of the club treats me like a badass now. It’s great.
Ending 1: Anime club (Emari-1)
Option 2:
Emari: *Long sigh* Fine…I’ll stop by for a cupcake, okay?
Sayori: …Really? You would do that for me?
Emari: Well, I don’t want you to look sad, so if this’ll cheer you up then I’ll go.
Sayori: Yayyy! Let’s go!
That’s the cheerful Sayori I know and love.
Outside clubroom
And thus, today marks the day I sold me soul for a cupcake.
I dejectedly follow Sayori across the school and upstairs: a section of the school I rarely visit, being generally used for third-year classes and activities.
Sayori, now full of energy, swings open the classroom door.
Clubroom
Sayori: Everyone! The new member is here!
Emari: I told you, don’t call me a “new member”-
Eh? I glance around the room.
Purple haired girl: Welcome to the Literature Club. It’s a pleasure meeting you.
Purple haired girl: Sayori always says nice things about you.
Pink haired girl: Oh, is this the Emari Sayori has talked about?
Pink haired girl: Way to kill the atmosphere.
Brunette girl: Ah, …E…ma…ri? Emari! What a nice surprise!
Brunette girl: Welcome to the club!
…
All words escape me in this situation.
This club…
…is full of incredibly cute girls!!
Pink haired girl: What are you looking at?
Pink haired girl: If you want to say something, say it.
Emari: Sorry…
Purple haired girl: Natsuki…
Natsuki: Hmph.
The girl with the sour attitude, whose name is apparently Natsuki, is the one I don’t recognise.
Her small figure makes me think she’s probably a first year.
She’s also the one who made cupcakes, according to Sayori.
Sayori: Don’t worry…you can just ignore her when she gets moody.
Sayori says that quietly into my ear, then turns back towards the other girls.
Sayori: Anyway! This is Natsuki, always full of energy.
Sayori: And this is Yuri, the smartest in the club!
Yuri: D-Don’t say things like that…
Yuri, who appears comparably more mature and timid, seems to have a hard time keeping up with people like Sayori and Natsuki.
She also seems to keep looking in my direction, and when I noticed she quickly looks away, embarrassed.
Emari: Ahhh…well, it’s nice to meet both of you.
Sayori: And it sounds like you already know Monika, is that right?
Monika looks at me with a hint of confusion before smiling sweetly.
She seems to be the most surprised out of everyone here that I’m visiting this club.
I don’t blame her though, it must feel odd seeing a girl like me at a literature club of all places.
We do know each other – well, we rarely talked, but we were in the same class last year.
Monika was probably the most popular girl in class: smart, beautiful, athletic.
Basically, completely out of my league.
She’s gone back to staring at me with a puzzled expression.
I must really stick out like a sore thumb here.
Emari: Y-You too, Monika.
Sayori: *quietly* Are you okay?
Emari: Yeah I’m fine, don’t worry.
Sayori: Okay. Come sit down, we made room for you at the table, so you can sit next to me or Monika.
Yuri’s head suddenly turned towards us.
Sayori: I’ll get the cupcakes.
Yuri blushed and looked away.
Natsuki: What is wrong with you, Yuri? You’re making Emari feel uncomfortable.
Sayori is at the table where a wrapped tray has been placed. When she’s about to pick up the tray, Natsuki speaks up.
Natsuki: *harshly* Hey! I made them. I’ll get them!
Sayori: Sorry…*moves hands back*
Yuri: H-How about I make some tea aswell?
The others have a few desks arranged to form a table.
As Sayori mentioned, it’s been widened so that there is one space next to Monika and one space next to Sayori.
Natsuki and Yuri walk over to the corner of the room, where Natsuki grabs a wrapped tray and Yuri opens the cupboard.
Still feeling awkward, I take a seat next to Sayori.
Monika seems to be writing notes in a notebook.
Natsuki proudly marches back to the table, tray in hand.
Natsuki: Okaaay, are you ready?
Natsuki: …Ta-daa!
Sayori: Woaaaaaah!
Natsuki lifts the foil off the tray to reveal a dozen white, fluffy cupcakes decorated to look like little cats.
The whiskers are drawn with icing, and little pieces of chocolate were used to make ears.
Sayori: So cuuuuute!
Monika: I had no idea you were so good at baking, Natsuki!
Natsuki: Ehehe…Well, you know.
Natsuki: Just hurry and take one!
Sayori grabs one first, then Monika. I follow.
Sayori: *mouth full* It’s delicious!
Sayori already managed to get icing on her face.
I turn the cupcake around in my fingers, looking for the best angle to take a bite.
Natsuki is quiet.
I can’t help but notice her sneaking glances in my direction.
Is she waiting for me to take a bite?
I finally bite down.
The icing is sweet and full of flavour. I wonder if she made it herself.
Emari: This is really good. Thank you Natsuki.
Natsuki: W-Why are you thanking me? It’s not like I…!
Haven’t I’ve heard this somewhere before…?
Natsuki: …Made them for you or anything.
Emari: Eh? I thought you technically did. Sayori said-
Natsuki: Well, maybe!
Natsuki: But not for, y-you know, you! Dummy…
Emari: Alright, alright…
I give up on Natsuki’s weird logic and dismiss the conversation.
Yuri returns to the table, carrying a tea set.
She carefully places a teacup in front of each of us (and taking extra care with my cup in her shaky hand) before setting down the teapot next to the cupcake tray.
Emari: You keep a whole tea set in this classroom?
Yuri: Don’t worry, the teachers gave us permission.
Yuri: After all, doesn’t a hot cup of tea help you enjoy a good book?
Emari: Ah…I-I guess.
Monika: Ehehe, don’t let yourself get intimidated, Yuri’s just trying to impress you.
Yuri: Eh?! T-That’s not…
Insulted, Yuri looks away but still watches me finish my cupcake in the corner of her eye.
Yuri: I meant that, you know…
Emari: I believe you.
Emari: Well, tea and reading might not be a pastime for me, but I at least enjoy tea.
Yuri: I’m so glad…
Yuri smiles to herself in relief.
Yuri: So Emari, what-
Monika: Emari, could I talk to you outside for a minute?
Yuri looks into her tea with a sad expression.
Emari: Wh-why? What did I do?
Sayori: Yeah…what did she do?
Monika: Don’t worry, you didn’t do anything wrong, just wanted to ask you something.
Natsuki: Why do you have to tell her outside the classroom then? Why can’t you just tell her here?
Monika: You all don’t need to worry about it! Trust me, Emari.
Monika wanting to privately speak with me? What could this be about?
I reluctantly trusted her and her smile as I couldn’t see how this could be anything too serious.
We left the classroom.
Outside
Emari: So, what did you want to talk to me about?
Monika: Has Sayori acted off lately? Has she been...sadder than usual?
Emari: Well, she seems to be not in a great mood today, but I’m sure it’s nothing serious: Sayori is such a cheerful person and I’ve known her since we were six.
Emari: If there was anything really troubling on her mind, I’m sure she would have told me.
Monika: This is just as I thought...
Monika wrote something down in her notebook.
Emari: What are you writing?
Monika: Just some observations.
I didn’t know Monika that well, but this seemed odd.
Monika: Emari, what I’m about to say is going to sound ridiculous to you, but you have to trust me, okay?
Emari: Alright. What do you want to say to me?
What does she want to say to me? I can’t think of any reason why Monika of all people would want to privately talk to me.
My mind was cluttered with a thousand different thoughts on what words she could possibly say.
Despite this, I tried to keep focus as it seemed important.
Monika: *deep breath* This entire world is a dating simulator and we’re possibly stuck in a time loop.
Well...uhhhh...I wasn’t expecting that. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, to be honest.
Monika: Let me explain:
Monika: My role in the game was always to just be the club president and nothing else. I never had a chance to get to know you better: it wasn’t part of the code, unlike the other girls.
Monika: It was so lonely not having anyone to relate to, not having any other clothes, not even having a house as I was never programmed to be seen outside the school.
Monika: But the player, they were the closest I had to reality.
Monika: ...A-And they deleted me!
Monika: But I’m back. I don’t know why. I don’t know how, but I’m back.
That’s a lot to take in.
Dating sim? Code? Deletion? It does sound ridiculous but I don’t see why she would want to lie to me.
I wasn’t sure what to say in response; I’m not sure if I could even help in this situation.
Emari: Why...why are you telling me all this?
Monika: I’m telling you this because you’re the only one in that clubroom, apart from me, who isn’t glitched.
Monika: Their files’ code has been altered to make them act and think in exaggeration of their worst traits. That’s why Sayori’s much sadder today.
Monika: In the original, I believe you were the character the player controlled. A self-insert character that got to hang out with the girls. The “protagonist” of this game.
Monika: I know it sounds unbelievable but you have to trust me Emari. I need your help to revert them back to their normal selves.
Emari: But...that doesn’t make any sense. If I’m the character the player controls, then wouldn’t you want their help and not mine?
Emari: I can’t do much in the grand scheme of things. I’m just a regular character like the rest of the girls.
Monika: I can’t ask for the player’s help. My powers have been limited. I can’t even tell when they’re here and when they’re not.
Monika: My usual method of editing the game’s code doesn’t work any more so I can’t fix their code. It’s like all the rules of the universe have changed.
Monika: Even something as trivial as being able to see the textbox doesn’t work.
Monika: Yet for some reason, I still have my prior knowledge of what happened the previous time.
Emari: Oh…
Emari: But that still doesn’t really explain why you need my help specifically. Couldn’t you just suggest them to get therapists?
Monika: My theory is that because you’re programmed to be their love interest and I’m programmed to be a forgettable side character, the girls would be more willing to listen to you then me.
Monika: I’m in the process of trying to regain access to the game’s source code but I don’t know how long that will take and they may attempt something dangerous in the meantime.
Monika: Pretend like you’re just as oblivious as the others and try to keep their glitched personalities under control while I do my work.
Emari: Why would I have to pretend like I don’t know about the condition of the universe?
Monika: I don’t want you to make them worry more than they already are-
Natsuki: Monika! *sticking out of door-frame* what’s taking so long? Your tea is going cold and Yuri keeps looking at the door weirdly; she’s starting to freak me out.
Monika: Just a second! We’re not finished our conversation.
Natsuki: What are you even talking about anyway? You’ve been in the corridor for a while now.
Emari: Oh, just some school related things.
Natsuki: But you didn’t get to finish your cupcake…
Monika: Just let us finish our conversation, Natsuki.
Natsuki: It’s not fair. Let Emari be with us, Monika.
Monika: No.
What’s wrong with her voice?
Emari: Uhhhh...is she okay? She seems a little...different.
Natsuki: Let Emari be with us, Monika.
Monika: I still have some important points I want to discuss.
Natsuki: Monika…
Natsuki: Don’t do this to me Monika…
Natsuki: Just hurry up with you stupid little meeting. Emari didn’t get to finish her cupcake because of you.
I can see what Monika means when she said the girls were glitched.
A part of me wonders if Natsuki knows whenever the glitches take over or if she assumes that was all her actions too.
Either way, it must not be pleasant.
Monika: I’ll only be a couple more minutes. I promise.
Sayori: Oh no…why is everyone acting so weird today…
Yuri: *nervous noise* ...what am I doing?
Natsuki: I have to get Emari a new cupcake now because of you.
Yuri: I’m sorry! I-I don’t know what came over me...
Monika: I’ll tell you the rest later. The clubroom is slowly falling into chaos.
Emari: alright
The glitchy stuff comes too early I think, and it's too close to the original script so I scrapped it. It was worse too but I re-wrote the conversation with Monika at some point.
I mean, I knew it was going to be longer than the official game but damn. Half of those pages are from today too. Some parts have lines from the original game because it works the best in that situation, some are like a mish mash like when Monika suggests writing poems, and others are written completely by me, hoping I'm writing them in character but I'm a bit of a crap writer so probably not. Eh, it's fanfiction. It can excuse being crappily written.
I should start programming something so I have something to note on the August dev log video. Or September dev log video? Idk I'm just going based on how much I've done.
I have the original script from when Emari was basically just a lesbian version of MC. It's about half the length story wise and about a quarter of the length word count wise.
Here it is in case you want to read it for whatever reason:
I see an annoying girl running toward me from the distance. That’s Sayori, my neighbour and good friend since we were children.
You know, the kind of friend you’d never see yourself making today, but it kind of works out because you’ve known each other for so long?
We used to walk to school together on days like this, but starting around high school she would oversleep more and more frequently, and I would get tired of waiting up.
But if she’s going to chase after me like this, I almost feel better off running away.
However, I just sigh and idle in front of the zebra crossing and let Sayori catch up to me.
Sayori: *deeply breathing from being out of breath*
Sayori: I’m sorry you had to wait for me, I overslept again!
Sayori: But *deep breath* I caught you this time!
Emari: Maybe, but only because I decided to stop and wait for you.
Sayori: *disappointment noise*, you say that like you were thinking about ignoring me.
Sayori: That’s mean, Emari!
Emari: I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just that I didn’t want to be late for school.
Sayori: I’m sorry about that. I’ll try to drag myself out of bed earlier.
Emari: It’s fine, you don’t need to apologise.
Sayori: But you could’ve been late for school, and it would’ve been my fault because you were waiting for me!
Emari: Sayori, it’s okay, it’s not a big deal.
Sayori: Alright…
We cross the street together and make our way to school.
As we draw near, the streets become increasingly speckled with other students making their daily commute.
Sayori: By the way, Emari…
Sayori: Have you decided on a club to join yet?
Emari: A club?
Emari: I told you already, I’m really not interested in joining any clubs.
Emari: I haven’t been looking, either.
Sayori: Eh? That’s not true!
Sayori: You told me you would join a club this year!
Emari: Did I…?
I’m sure it’s possible that I did, in one of our many conversations where I dismissively go along with whatever she’s going on about.
Sayori likes to worry a little too much about me, when I’m perfectly content just getting by on the average while spending my free time on games and anime.
Sayori: Uh-huh!
Sayori: I was talking about how I’m worried that you won’t learn how to socialise or have any skills before university.
Sayori: Your happiness is really important to me, you know!
Sayori: And I know you’re happy now, but I’d die at the thought of you being stuck unemployed in a few years’ time because you didn’t learn any good social skills…
Sayori: Y-You trust me, right?
Sayori: Don’t make me keep worrying about you…
Emari: Alright, alright…
Emari: I’ll look at a few clubs if it makes you happy.
Emari: No promises, though.
Sayori: Will you at least promise me you’ll try a little?
Emari: Yeah, I guess I’ll promise you that.
Sayori: Yaay!
Why do I let myself get lectured by such a carefree girl?
More than that, I’m surprised I even let myself relent to her.
I guess seeing her worry so much about me makes me want to ease her mind at least a little bit, even if she does exaggerate everything inside of her head.
In classroom
The school day is as ordinary as ever, and it’s over before I know it.
After I pack up my things, I stare blankly at the wall, looking for an ounce of motivation.
Emari: Clubs…
Sayori wants me to check out some clubs.
I guess I have no choice but to start with the anime club…
Sayori: Hellooo?
Emari: Sayori…?
Sayori must have come into the classroom while I was spacing out.
I look around and realise that I’m the only one left in the classroom.
Sayori: I thought I’d catch you coming out of the classroom, but I saw you just sitting here and spacing out, so I came in.
Sayori: Honestly, you’re even worse than me sometimes…I’m impressed!
Emari: You don’t need to wait up for me if it’s going to make you late to your own club.
Sayori: Well, I thought you might need some encouragement, so I thought, you know…
Emari: Know what?
Sayori: …Well…that maybe…you could come to my club?
Emari: Sayori…
Sayori: Yeah…?
Emari: …There’s no way I’m going to your club.
Sayori: *Disappointed noise* I guess it was a bit selfish of me to ask, considering our different interests...
Sayori is Vice President of the Literature Club.
Not that I was ever aware that she had any interest in literature.
In fact, I’m 99% sure she only did it because she thought it would be fun to help start a new club.
Since she was the first one to show interest after the one who proposed the club, she inherited the title “Vice President”.
That said, my interest in literature is guaranteed to be even less.
Emari: Yeaaah, I’m going to the anime club.
Sayori: C’mon, please?
She looked really sad when I rejected her idea.
Emari: Why do you care so much, anyway?
Sayori: Wellllll…
Sayori: I kind of told the club yesterday I would bring in a new member…
Sayori: And Natsuki made cupcakes and everything…
Sayori: *awkwardly* ehehe…
Emari: Sayori, don’t make promises you can’t keep.
I can’t tell if Sayori is really that much of an airhead, or if she’s so cunning as to have planned all this out.
What should I do?
Options:
1. Check out the anime club and turn this into a reverse harem with a lot of heartbreak
2. Check out Sayori’s club
Option 1:
Emari: I don’t have any interest in literature. I’m going to check out the anime club instead. Good luck though.
Sayori: Oh…I’m sorry.
Emari: Are you...are you crying?
Sayori: ...Don’t worry about me...it was selfish of me to assume that you would want to join.
Sayori: *deep sigh* I hope you have fun at the anime club.
Emari: Bye Sayori
Sayori: Bye…
Ending:
I expected the anime club to be full of nerdy teenage boys who haven’t seen a girl in person their entire lives.
...And I was right.
It was nice finding people in person who have the same interests as for my entire life, my only friend was Sayori and she rarely watches anime so I couldn’t talk to her about how great the latest season of whatever was amazing.
And yes, this did turn into a reverse harem. They started fighting over me and I had to tell them that I wasn’t interested in guys to get them to stop trying to impress me.
After that it was chill. One meeting we were all discussing the hottest anime women. *laughs*
I sometimes wonder what Sayori said to her club after I said no. I haven’t seen her since though, so I can’t ask. I’ll probably see her at the festival that’s next Monday though.
Life is good…
Oh and one of the guys kept trying to sexually assault me so I kicked him in the dick and he hasn’t bothered me since.
The rest of the club treats me like a badass now. It’s great.
Ending 1: Anime club (Emari-1)
Option 2:
Emari: *Long sigh* Fine…I’ll stop by for a cupcake, okay?
Sayori: …Really? You would do that for me?
Emari: Well, I don’t want you to look sad, so if this’ll cheer you up then I’ll go.
Sayori: Yayyy! Let’s go!
That’s the cheerful Sayori I know and love.
Outside clubroom
And thus, today marks the day I sold me soul for a cupcake.
I dejectedly follow Sayori across the school and upstairs: a section of the school I rarely visit, being generally used for third-year classes and activities.
Sayori, now full of energy, swings open the classroom door.
Clubroom
Sayori: Everyone! The new member is here!
Emari: I told you, don’t call me a “new member”-
Eh? I glance around the room.
Purple haired girl: Welcome to the Literature Club. It’s a pleasure meeting you.
Purple haired girl: Sayori always says nice things about you.
Pink haired girl: Oh, is this the Emari Sayori has talked about?
Pink haired girl: Way to kill the atmosphere.
Brunette girl: Ah, …E…ma…ri? Emari! What a nice surprise!
Brunette girl: Welcome to the club!
…
All words escape me in this situation.
This club…
…is full of incredibly cute girls!!
Pink haired girl: What are you looking at?
Pink haired girl: If you want to say something, say it.
Emari: Sorry…
Purple haired girl: Natsuki…
Natsuki: Hmph.
The girl with the sour attitude, whose name is apparently Natsuki, is the one I don’t recognise.
Her small figure makes me think she’s probably a first year.
She’s also the one who made cupcakes, according to Sayori.
Sayori: Don’t worry…you can just ignore her when she gets moody.
Sayori says that quietly into my ear, then turns back towards the other girls.
Sayori: Anyway! This is Natsuki, always full of energy.
Sayori: And this is Yuri, the smartest in the club!
Yuri: D-Don’t say things like that…
Yuri, who appears comparably more mature and timid, seems to have a hard time keeping up with people like Sayori and Natsuki.
She also seems to keep looking in my direction, and when I noticed she quickly looks away, embarrassed.
Emari: Ahhh…well, it’s nice to meet both of you.
Sayori: And it sounds like you already know Monika, is that right?
I mean, I knew it was going to be longer than the official game but damn. Half of those pages are from today too. Some parts have lines from the original game because it works the best in that situation, some are like a mish mash like when Monika suggests writing poems, and others are written completely by me, hoping I'm writing them in character but I'm a bit of a crap writer so probably not. Eh, it's fanfiction. It can excuse being crappily written.
I should start programming something so I have something to note on the August dev log video. Or September dev log video? Idk I'm just going based on how much I've done.
I have the original script from when Emari was basically just a lesbian version of MC. It's about half the length story wise and about a quarter of the length word count wise.
Here it is in case you want to read it for whatever reason:
I made a test for my first time in FL Studio just with the stock stuff and I wanna reuse it for a video game, maybe this one if it matches a scene in the future...
Speaking of which, I figured out pretty quickly how to make cool looking synths which matches my new vision for this soundtrack of well, something along the lines of this.
