The DollhouseIRL

Amateur game dev, desperate VN, anime, and JRPG fangirl, trans, she/her, 33 and loving it | I want to be a witch in your eyes

[norbezjones]

24th day of the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use (with permission, of course) a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!

Here's today's question:

If your character was forced to eat one thing for the rest of their life what would it be, and why?

I'll be answering for the main characters of my game Romance The Backrooms.  I’d love to hear the answer to the prompt for your characters—reply, reblog, and/or make your own post (and give me the link, because I’d love to see it!).

Carla (the main character) would probably choose quesadillas, because you can make them in so many ways and still have them taste different!

Kalcal would probably choose popcorn, one of his favorite treats.

Glarence would choose almond water, out of pure practicality.

Uri would choose the ice cream that The Ice Cream Man gives out, because it makes him feel nostalgic for some reason.  It makes him feel like he can actually remember the past, even when it so often feels out of reach.

Zenobos would choose beef jerky—a human gave him to him once and he loved it!

Adiel doesn’t need to eat to survive, so he probably wouldn’t choose anything.

[dollhouseirl]

LUCIA would probably take sushi - tuna or salmon to be fair and properly narrow it down. The two are both texturally very satisfying to her and she enjoys eating them a lot. Sushi is her favorite kind of food in the world.

WALLY has no need to eat to survive - a common trait amongst my otherworldly cast - but would find a world without toffee in it to be a mite lonelier. If he were only allowed one treat, it would be that. To BUCKET, well...life is that ol'...y'know... OKAY IT'S CHOCOLATE. Can we compromise? Can it include the stuff you get in boxes? Stuff with filling? He would miss a cup of coffee which says that's probably what he'd pick when you come right down to it but he is generally a freak for chocolate or anything with caffeine in it at all. LUCIA'S MOM would take sushi too. Probably close to if not the same as what Lucia would pick; maybe less fatty cuts. She is where Lucia comes by her tastes from and would envision a similar one food forever scenario. PRAVD knows it would be some kind of cake but the trouble would be what kind. Cake goes best with tea. That's just how it is. She's thinking probably at this point coffee cake; the consistency of it is just right. That said, she has a nostalgic memory somewhere of funnel cake and that strikes her as breaking convention. The issue with that one just is the way it gets all over your hands. She probably lands on coffee cake. (I) is not particular about any kind of food really but, if pressed, does have a taste for Singapore noodles. Any meal for all of time would do if that was how it had to be. THE HARVESTER is a simple man and his tastes are simple. It's probably just burgers for him. There is something about them that is precise, undemanding, he would trade them away for deli sandwiches or hot dogs, but they would needlessly complicate the prompt. Too many permutations. DEMIAN would live off sea urchin forever if it were the only food he were allowed. It was a rare treat for him before he became an OOC and it has a fascination for him now.

[norbezjones]

22nd day of the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use (with permission, of course) a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!

Here's today's question:

If your character could kill someone without consequences, who would it be and why?

I'll be answering for the main characters of my game Romance The Backrooms.  I’d love to hear the answer to the prompt for your characters—reply, reblog, and/or make your own post (and give me the link, because I’d love to see it!).

CW: discussion of suicide in Uri’s answer.  Also sorry for all of the redacted answers, just trying not to go into spoiler territory!

Carla (the main character) probably wouldn’t kill anybody—that’s too much power for one person to have!  If she really thought about it, perhaps her parent, if they weren’t already dead.

Kalcal would kill [REDACTED] again, no question.  He would bring [REDACTED] back to life, just to slaughter him once more.

Glarence would kill [REDACTED].

Uri would kill himself.  Poor guy is very suicidal.

Zenobos wouldn’t kill anybody—he’s with Carla, that’s too much power!

Adiel would kill whoever sent him to the backrooms in the first place.

[dollhouseirl]

LUCIA wouldn't kill anybody most likely. She can't say there's no one she could think of but exercising that power strikes her as extraordinarily unwise and as if it would put her in some kind of position she wouldn't be able to extricate herself from. She finds that sort of thing a bit troublesome and fearsome. WALLY would likely kill himself gently. It would be a less troublesome ordeal than how it's actually ordained to work out. Still, such a fantastical thing is unlikely to happen and, even if it would, he might still go through with things the proper way. He is sensible and proper to the end. BUCKET would hold onto this privilege closely. See, he has this feeling there probably is someone out there to kill with it but he doesn't know what to do with that thought. He'd have to get back to you on it; take a rain check on it. There's just this sense he gets sometimes but it's also really probably honestly nothing. Best not to even get into weird conversations about killing! PRAVD would kill just some random person with it to be honest like... She'd think about it. Sure, there are people, yeah, there is a person or two, a person in fact, she might relish in killing but she's already going to DO that. She's efficient at it and cavalier about it. Giving her this type of privilege I mean okay...well...if you insist, she would probably kill the groveling, irksome Buck[he began crying and insisting we spare him] LUCIA'S MOM would be troubled by it even being offered. There is a person or two she's thought of bad things happening to but is too good a person to kill anyone. (I) doesn't need this kind of power and would reject it out of hand if at all possible. There is no one worth killing in this world in a way like that; if killing is at all right then there has to be a better way. THE HARVESTER would kill one of his assistants. It would be unkind and traitorous and a disharmonious gesture but, to be honest, he is pretty sure she would do it to him first if she could. They have both been waiting to claim the other's power to streamline an operation that will be in the works soon and be the culmination of his work on the Last World. Oh well. DEMIAN would kill a random person too but he'd calculate his choice well. It wouldn't just be a random outburst or just anybody on hand. He'd find someone who would make a striking impression if they were to just die 'like that.' To be honest, this person isn't really his target, exactly, it's just that he isn't interested in killing that person.

[norbezjones]

15th day of the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use (with permission, of course) a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!

Here's today's question:

Who is your character’s favorite mentor or teacher? Why do they like them so much?

I'll be answering for the main characters of my game Romance The Backrooms.  I’d love to hear the answer to the prompt for your characters—reply, reblog, and/or make your own post (and give me the link, because I’d love to see it!).

Carla’s (the main character) favorite mentor/teacher was her grandmother, before she passed away.  Her grandmother was a fundamental figure in Carla’s life when she was young.

Kalcal‘s favorite mentor/teacher is Adiel!  He really looks up to Adiel, and thinks he’s a very wise person.

Glarence‘s favorite mentor/teacher is [REDACTED].

Uri‘s favorite mentor/teacher is [REDACTED].

Zenobos‘s favorite mentor/teacher would be the many humans who taught him what he knows, and Kalcal, who he learned a lot from.  He respects them all as people who helped him survive.

Adiel‘s favorite mentor/teacher is . . . well, he hasn’t really had one, because he had to learn to survive on his own for a long time.  But he has learned a lot from his friends, who he loves very much.

[dollhouseirl]

LUCIA's favorite mentor/teacher is a woman from Connecticut who was one of her theater teachers. During a rough period in her life, she was something like a mom to her when she didn't think she properly had any. It isn't something she needs to reexamine now that things are back in order; she was just kind and supportive and believed in Lucia's capability to do anything she threw herself at while also being the only one at that time to really see her limits.

WALLY's favorite mentor isn't fully sketched out yet for me. She would be an older woman who smoked too much but knew quite a lot. More than he did and he was born knowing far too much. He did not have a mentor, conventionally speaking; he is like if you could grow a human like a plant while still giving it a natural life cycle for a human with a tree for a body. Her name, I'm thinking, is Karla. She'd have to be a pretty exceptional individual to have tutored him. For BUCKET, 'favorite' is a...term of art. His favorite person who he learned a lot from would be his ex-wife, Lienhua, OOC of Love. He learned from her the lessons that would define his life; they were lessons it hurt him to learn, were probably negative ones, but he bears her no ill will for teaching them to him. He is sure the feelings left between them were mutual and they taught him at least one truth: it is not good to hold onto something that isn't working. Change shape. Move on. That is the cycle of life. PRAVD's favorite mentor is a complicated question. She would tell you it was her mother, Ilva - she killed her mother in a bid to usurp her power because she felt her plans for transcendent evil were stifled under her thumb. So, favorite, well, hmm... But Pravd does remember her fondly, as a mother, and she was kind to Pravd after the space between planes was very, VERY unkind. There is, still, another mentor though...the shadow of a man. A man she can barely remember but who was her favorite for the simplest reasons of all: love and intellectual stimulation. All she could possibly say about him was that this man was a great detective in the same way she is a great scientist. (I) considers life to be the ultimate mentor. They do not really have a special mentor; everyone (I) encounters has been a teacher to them in some capacity or another. It really isn't in (I)'s nature to value one teacher over another. That said, there probably have been special encounters with special people; even that though is a category and not a specific individual. Perhaps one day (I) will have an invaluable mentor. THE HARVESTER's favorite mentor changes all the time. He considers it a sign of the lazy mind to settle on favorite lessons, to learn just one thing; at that point, haven't you stopped learning at all? It would be unfashionable for him to admit it but, as of late, it has been great human authors. Thomas Bernhard and Yukio Mishima are standouts to him, as is Homer, as well as the various authors of the Old Testament. He would not necessarily CALL them mentors to him but they are humans who seem to "get it" with "it" being defined as the qualities he is seeking to understand in his quest. DEMIAN's favorite mentor was a high school English teacher. Of all the OOCs, his background is one that is either mundane enough that he had such a thing or one that is bizarre enough that a "high school English teacher" happens in a different context than we're used to. Suffice it to say though, she was always unusually and unnecessarily kind to him while always feeding his solitary love, at that time, of reading. All his English teachers were favorites of his for reasons like this but the particular one he had in mind from his senior year was, perhaps, the top class one there was.

[norbezjones]

14th day of the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use (with permission, of course) a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!

Here's today's question:

How does your character feel about the inevitability of their own death?

I'll be answering for the main characters of my gameRomance The Backrooms.  I’d love to hear the answer to the prompt for your characters—reply, reblog, and/or make your own post (and give me the link, because I’d love to see it!).

Since this can be a triggering topic, I will hide my answers under the cut.  CW for discussion of death (of course), mental health issues, and suicidal ideations.

Carla (the main character) feels anxious about the inevitability of death, but she tries to push forward and not think about it too much.  She’s had anxiety attacks as a result of overthinking it in the past.

Kalcal feels nothing in particular.  To him, death is just going to be a new adventure, so there’s nothing to be afraid of!  He’ll get to it when he gets to it.

Glarence feels anxious about his own death, but he tries not to show it and disguise his nervousness with a stoic attitude.  He sees death as a terrifying thing, an unknown horror that will rip him away from everything he knows and all of the people he cares about.

Uri feels sad about the inevitability of his own death, but also angry that he hasn’t died yet.  He is suicidal, and thinks that if anyone deserves to die, it’s him, so why is he still here?!

Zenobos feels anxious about the inevitability of his own death, but is also comforted by it.  Because when he dies, he’ll get to meet all of the humans he bonded with who have passed away, people he spent a lot of time grieving.  And he would like to see them again.

Adiel feels . . . conflicted.  On one hand, he knows death is a reality, and has seen many people die.  On the other hand, he doesn’t have the needs that other people do, like food, water, or sleep, and has survived things that would kill most other people.  So as a result, he wonders if he can die at all.  And if the others can die but he can’t, is he trapped in the living realm, while everybody leaves him?  He doesn’t know.

[dollhouseirl]

I don't know that my answers are triggering or really how to set up a break so I apologize in advance. That said, I think my characters are all pretty circumspect about it and not as downbeat as one might think.

LUCIA does not really consider her death as a thing to be sad about. She believes she will go to Heaven when she dies and, to be honest, after Purple Prose, she has begun to wonder if there is not, perhaps, an even more transcendent and beautiful design to things than that. She dares not hope for or imagine such but...her only hope, if she may have such a thing, is that her inevitable death be a painless one.

WALLY is at peace with his inevitable death. Every OOC of Endings dies after committing a certain sin and he did so at an early point in his tenure. He did it willingly, captivated by a moment of possibility he couldn't ignore. His life is not meaningful to him save for the meaning he is able to provide to others; it is tiring and he is tired. It is just a matter of when 'that one' will be ready. BUCKET has no idea what to make of death any more. If you were in his position, you'd be the same. He is limitless possibility; he is a truth that is actually pretty absurd and maybe even too inane to be guessed at. Death means basically nothing to him. You get the sense if he died tomorrow, you'd just see him the next day as if nothing had happened. That's sort of what he figures is going on with him. PRAVD will never die, she has concluded. She does not want to. She did it at least once, for sure, though she can remember hazily at least a handful of other times and a tapestry of ego deaths you wouldn't want to know more about as it would be quite triggering - for you. Not for her. Now she is an immortal interplanar traveler with a body more like a fairy queen's than a human's so she considers the matter well and truly shelved. Death is a problem for other people, hehe~ LUCIA'S MOM believes largely what Lucia does. She kind of did before Lucia reentered her life but, in the time since she has, the two of them have the same sense of a benign design to life. She's just hoping to possibly have another shot at love first at least even if she is at peace as an older single woman. (I) accepts all and everything. Death is just one more event in life. They do not have a strong opinion about it other than that it tends to be a tragedy and an unpleasant thing. They would prefer not to die, ideally, to a degree that is quite high when confronted although this is not the sort of thing that happens often. Death is part of the tapestry of life as it was made. THE HARVESTER is not ready to die and so will not really hear of it. His work is not done. The universe is not in sound hands, as he understands it. As of the events of Purple Prose, things are fluctuating even more than before; a true headache, to be sure. No, no, he will not hear of death even though he has the air of the sort of one of the OOCs most likely to die - he is perhaps one of the most human and small of them. DEMIAN has faced death before and won. It means nothing to him; it does not stimulate him. He doesn't want to die, isn't suicidal, will avoid death if it comes for him but, like...what's there to be so scared of when you've seen it all? When you've seen more than 'it all' in the collective dreams of all mankind? The only thought Demian has about his own death and the possibility of it is that it would scan, to him, as a defeat at this point and he does not enjoy losing.

[norbezjones]

13th day of the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use (with permission, of course) a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!

Here's today's question:

What sort of weather does your character like best? Do they prefer sunshine, rain, or something else?

I'll be answering for the main characters of my game Romance The Backrooms.  I’d love to hear the answer to the prompt for your characters—reply, reblog, and/or make your own post (and give me the link, because I’d love to see it!).

Carla (the main character) likes sunny spring days, with a little bit of a breeze and a good amount of sun.

Kalcal likes sunshine!  A lot of it!

Glarence likes windy, blustery days.

Uri likes rain, because it makes the world look as gloomy as he feels.

Zenobos likes a sunny day with a little bit of a drizzle.

Adiel likes a little bit of wind and a lot of sun, like Carla.

[dollhouseirl]

As always, I'll play along with this one today:

LUCIA prefers a sunny but cool day. She hates humid weather so a dry, cool day with a nice breeze blowing. Maybe some stray clouds here or there to moderate the sun.

WALLY likes rain but only if he is indoors during it. It suits his mood and he enjoys the sound of it as it strikes the impossibly vast roof of his library.

BUCKET doesn't really have a favorite kind of weather. Honestly, if you forced him, he'd say rain too but wouldn't really say much more past that. I guess if you could pull a bit more out of him, caught him a bit more willing to talk, he'd say that there's just something about a rainy day where it isn't quite thundering where you are but is off in the distance. PRAVD enjoys a stormy day but also not if she personally has to experience it. If it's her, she wants to have a perfectly crisp, chill, sterile day with clouds all over the sky to keep things dark. But if she's indoors, it is enjoyable to hear the skies raging outside. Snow speaks to her the most, actually; it stirs something inside her that she doesn't completely understand. There is a snowy day in her memory that is vague and hard to define that has rendered the entire concept interesting to her. Just be careful of her on a snowy day as that would be a contemplative kind of day for her indeed. (I) has no clear preference save this: a breeze. Nothing stronger than that. They dislike tornadoes and hurricanes and these things are deeply fearsome. Just something that would suffice to play through, say, an assortment of wind chimes. Soft and gentle. Whether it's cool or warm is of no consequence so long as it's not hot or cold to the bone.

THE HARVESTER finds the question absurd but would likely come down on the answer that he prefers days with no discernible weather at all. Bland. Featureless. Cloudy by default because he doesn't enjoy too much sun. A day without too many variables to complicate his appreciation/work.

DEMIAN enjoys foggy days. Other than that he's game for any weather. The tapestry of dreams would require someone game for anything. I guess if you let him get specific, he enjoys something like a storm he gets to control; a storm that doesn't affect him but that he knew would be affecting everyone else.

[norbezjones]

12th day of the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use (with permission, of course) a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!

Here's today's question:

What does freedom mean to your character? Do they consider themselves free? Why or why not? In what ways?

I'll be answering for the main characters of my upcoming game Romance The Backrooms.  I’d love to hear the answer to the prompt for your characters—reply, reblog, and/or make your own post (and give me the link, because I’d love to see it!).

Carla (the main character) sees freedom as “marginalized people being able to live as themselves without scrutiny or discrimination”.  And while we’re not there yet, she is happy of the progress being made.  She considers herself free, for the most part.

Kalcal sees freedom as “being able to go wherever I want and do whatever I want”, and he does that, so he considers himself free!  In his past, he wasn’t able to do this, so he tries to take advantage of his freedom now.

Glarence sees freedom as “being able to act on one’s own to get what they need”, so by his definition, he is free!  That said, what he thinks is needed doesn’t always align with everyone else’s definition. . .

Uri sees freedom as “being able to live with friends in peace and destroy any threats to that peace”.  And so far, that definition is fulfilled.  He doesn’t care if he has to sacrifice his memories for the sake of that freedom, because he doesn’t see himself as very important, for the most part.  But when it comes to sacrificing a core memory—a key part of who he is—that is very scary to him.

Zenobos sees freedom as “having self-autonomy”, so by his definition, he is free!  That said, there are parts of himself he doesn’t like, such as his inability to fight, and his perpetual anxiety.

Adiel sees freedom as “able to travel to the frontrooms”, so by his definition, he is not free, but trapped in the backrooms.

[dollhouseirl]

I will tag along with this! LUCIA sees freedom as "the ability to be happy at no one else's expense." By that definition, she is not free but is approaching freedom. She sees freedom as inevitable to her and her only struggle is taking it steps at a time rather than in large leaps to get to it. WALLY sees freedom as "the ability to enjoy stories in peace." He is not free. In a literal sense, he is. He could stop his self-appointed job at any time he wanted. But he feels it is necessary all lives in the universe have their endings observed and he is too dedicated to what that means to put it down for what he considers something as meager and self-important as 'freedom'. Perhaps his choice is itself a kind of freedom to choose not to be free. BUCKET sees freedom as "the ability to be himself." As far as he is aware, he ontologically cannot be. He does everything he feels like with reckless abandon but he will never be free until someone figures out who he is for or before him. At that point, he reasons he could probably put down the mask for good and stop taking shapes for any other reason than to be whatever he chose. Again though, this is all 'as far as he knows'. PRAVD sees freedom as "glorying in one's every little whim, no matter how gruesome and self-interested". So she is very free. Pravd doesn't let morality or feelings get in the way of anything she feels like doing. She is free. She is free! So why is it that she isn't entirely satisfied? It is because there is more to life than the freedom a person perceives before them and Pravd is unknowingly a slave to a past she has made herself forget.

(I) sees freedom in much the same way Bucket does but is in more of a conundrum about it. They are the type of person who has to be something different for everyone and so the notion of a true self is far more ephemeral and hard to place in that context. They are a little freer as of Purple Prose though; that has to mean something. They will be free some day. They will be free on the day the transcendent chimes ring together on the wind.

LUCIA'S MOM sees freedom as "not having to work." It is a simple wish the universe often thwarts but that is because, as much as she enjoys her freedom, she is also a self-determined woman of a certain age who also likes to be of help to others. In that sense, although her pure freedom is true crime and reality TV, she freely sacrifices it for others, Lucia frequently included. THE HARVESTER doesn't see freedom. He sees it as a concept like all others. He sees it as a thing that motivates humans but is a thing that is unpredictable. Pinches of it are necessary to elevate them to perfection, to greatness, but too much makes them reckless and deviant to one another. Be not mistaken: the Harvester is not evil; he is control and finds our evil as repugnant as we do. He is free because he found the Last World first to do as he wishes, to plumb the depths of heroism and the human spirit; he is not free because he has drawn the wrong conclusions and, like Wally, thinks he has a 'job'.

DEMIAN sees freedom as "being the ultimate being". He's pretty close to that in his mind. He's pretty hot shit. He's the god of dreams. Do you know how powerful dreams are? What a dream can be if you are expansive enough to consider it? He could almost laugh at anyone thinking to be his greater even though he is not a "power trip" sort of guy, he's chill, he swears, I promise. ...And yet... he knows there is something greater than him. So he is mostly free but not all the way there yet.

[norbezjones]

11th day of  the 365 Days Of Character Development writing game!  Basically how it works is that each day, we use (with permission, of course) a question from my friend's book on character development to get our creative juices flowing!  If you like this game, I recommend buying the book to support an independent creator!

Here's today's question:

What is your character’s sex life like? How do they regard their sex life and sexual choices?

😳

I'll be answering for the main characters of my upcoming game Romance The Backrooms later today.

[dollhouseirl]

Oh my~ I'll play along with this rn, lol! This is pretty funny since my characters' lives are not especially sexual but maybe this will be a chance to be funny with something. This may or may not make sense if you've read Purple Prose and maybe it won't even if you have:

Lucia's sex life is pretty barren but she's working on it. She wouldn't mind a little more than she's getting; the surgery it took to keep her alive means she really only has one option for sex and it's one that intimidates her. What she prefers is to share moments that are sexual in their intimacy, where she and the other party could do something but settle for kissing and acts of affection instead.

Wally has no sex life and wouldn't disclose anything about it if he were asked. Yes, even by me. It is possible he had one once upon a time; the notion he never had any would be altogether ludicrous. He just would not be inclined to talk about it.

Bucket has a sex life! Of course he has a sex life! He has a sex life all the time! To be honest, he has Schrodinger's Sex Life: it's probably so amazing that it would disappear if you opened the box and examined it, like, inside the box he's having it like you wouldn't believe and, if you opened it - poof, the magic would be gone. He's singular and looking to mingular and is into just about anything you can imagine. He can be any shape, any size, any color, any person - yeah you gotta work with the bucket but he can put that (and his HEAD) anywhere! ...That said, he used to be monogamous once and that was a different period and yeah he thinks about that a lot too does he want to settle down though really???? nahhhhhhhhh Pravd's sex life it would be best not to pry into. She is turned on by self-actualization, hers and others, but self-actualization for her is embracing sadism, depravity, or masochism. There is one specific man she loves, the universe's "chosen hero", but they've never had sex and she actually hasn't thought of what would happen if they could or did even though she has considered the act quite a bit. She is the kind of woman who can make a sexual act out of anything so long as it fits her parameters and will be a friend with benefits to anyone who doesn't bore her. She is doing a good bit of it already in the Last World, already finding assorted oddballs with ideas to entangle herself with, basking in their dreams of power and glory. Just, don't bore her. She has reflected on none of this at all and is not inclined to ever do so. (I) has no sex life in the sense we would really consider the matter. They are not a being that encounters sex in the scope of their typical experience in the way we understand it and find other beings too fearsome under most circumstances to allow anyone close enough to have it. They understand what it is and are open to the experience in theory but have not encountered the right person in the right place under the right circumstances. In a way it is like Rogue from the X-Men (would I crush them? how could i not) and in a way it is fear (would they crush me oh of course they would). They consider their feelings on it closely during and after Purple Prose. Their wants and appetite would be hard to pin down. We are not discussing Lucia's mom's sex life thank you she had one thank you it was good thank you it made Lucia thank you The Harvester likes missionary position and monogamy because humans cannot be trusted to behave predictably outside of those lines when that is what he is most concerned with: predictable evolution, predictable growth, a predictable process. Yeah, he's had sex; he's a handsome man and he's probably been through multiple partners. Gender is no concern to him and he's had partners of any sex you can imagine. They just never stay and he isn't sufficiently self-reflective on the matter to examine why he is currently mostly alone (he cavorts with two women who are also something of contractors/subordinates to him) Demian is a little freak. He has a lot of sex with pretty much anyone he likes of pretty much any kind you can think of. If you were to rate my characters on who is getting the most action, it is probably him. The issue is he just isn't forming any connections out of it; my boy is a bit of a solipsist with the energy of a Persona series best friend

[dollhouseirl]

Purple Prose for Purple Hearts: **** the Witch by DollhouseIRL

A lengthy, unfinished dialogue with a witch. Will you humor her for its full length? Can you **** her?

And with that, it's done. I present my first finished VN, Purple Prose for Purple Hearts: **** the Witch. **** is ambiguous; it does not mean to fuck her but I guess that's a thing you could do, were I a more skillful programmer. It could be to stop or harm her. That is certainly a thing that is done more than enough times. Ultimately, Lucia is a witch and something has to be done with her.

Alas, this was my first time working with Ren'py so, in the end, mostly all you've in you is to talk with and listen to the witch.

I'm very proud of myself for getting this done and had far more fun with it than I expected. This was for the Menhera Jam on itch.io and it was a fabulous community with many other fabulous submissions I will be sure to share on here as I read them which I WILL. DO.

Above all that though I am proud of my team: @norbezjones, @lotus-start, mellowbile and Clover all did fabulous design work and spriting! @loveinfirmary put in some real man hours on an incredible CG I'm still pretty astonished by! Even in this stage I am tweaking music some but there are tracks by Ms. mellowbile and Astar aside from all the royalty free stuff I have used for this project. The GUI was a contribution by swanchime, an incredible creative talent. Really, my whole team and everyone in the jam was incredible.

All I did was write it to life the best I could, make backgrounds with photos I had on hand and could manipulate, and code it with my rudimentary beginner's skillset. This ultimately is a dream I've gotten to have with beautiful new friends, I hope, that I wish to share with anyone interested in reading it.

If you, like Lucia and I, have bipolar 1, I wrote this almost more for people like you than anyone because, in many ways, I wrote it for myself and about my menhera. I wrote to take ownership of it and I wrote to own my ability to write a lot of ideas that I will ALSO be talking more about in this space.

If anyone has any questions about this work, if it is unclear in places or there are just things you want to know, I would be happy to answer any time ^^ There is at least one thing in this VN I made obscure but not a secret. Perhaps you'll sense what it is~

That's that. I've said too much. I hope everyone who picks this up enjoys it as much as I enjoyed making it!

[dollhouseirl]

"Heh, sorry about that one, folks. Gets 'em every time when I get 'em and I don't always wanna get 'em, you know?" He dusts himself off. He is a little princeling at times, you can see it in his tomfoolery and in the way he never once blemished himself or grew frightening as six became one. A neat little trick, wouldn't you say? As the OOC of Plot Twists, he has many more. "So, uhhhhhhh...what are y'all up to? You doin' anything fun this, uhhhhh"

The trickster consults a fancy new device he was given by a terrifying new, to his unwelcome surprise, sometimes acquaintance who told him, and, quote, "Yeah, we could tell time before but just imagine if you could tell time to go smother itself in its crib with an APP ;D" before handing it off to him. No real explanation of what an "app" was either, though he got the gist quickly enough. He always did; mind as sharp and as labyrinthine as a maze made out of mirrors edges.

"...Tuesday?" ;) "Me? Not much, not much. I'm just..."

He thinks. He's smoldering when he does that. It is said in the higher realms that he once was married to the OOC of Love. How that went is a matter best saved - a matter he prefers to save - for other times. Other times like...never. But...you can see, wacky attire and all (in this guise, at least), why that might very well be true. He's a charmer.

"...did I use the singular looking to mingular line already ha drat yeah i did well"

He thinks some more. Bucket Farce is prone to thinking far too much. If he looks thoughtless, it is because he has perfected the precise speed of thought that makes thought so effortless that it looks like he isn't having them when, in fact, he's having a lot of them. Mile a minute, this guy.

"I guess I'm looking for some, uh...shows to watch. Games to check out. We, uh, like, we have those where I come from. You could call 'em our lil' shows, our games of divinity, they might just blow your minds, hehe"

He grins without dropping any of his roguish charm. In an earlier draft, the character was more of a Jack Sparrow-type with a bare chest and pirate's coat in vibrant peacock colors, a real "Savvy, ol' pal?" type. He could still be that, you know? The only real for Bucket Farce, shapechanger that he is, is that there has to be a head and a bucket that conceals his true identity.

Do you know how much freedom that allows him? Why, then, do you suppose he doesn't take the bucket off ever?

"Thinkin' it's gonna be, like...anime, yeah? Checkin' out some donghua. I'm weighin' a JRPG arc, gonna be a real annoying about one my best buddy has been accidentally quoting since we got here because it's so funny, you don't get it you guys- He's never heard of Kingdom Hearts!"

He doesn't laugh at this. It's not hahahahahaha funny. It's more, man, can you believe this shit funny. When you are supposed to be the perfect plot twist, to have an identity no one can guess, you have to very possibly be willing to be anyone or know what being anyone would be like.

He can't take the bucket off because someone has to guess who he is first when the identity is itself supposed to be perfect. If perfect is unguessable, the bucket would seem to be on for good possibly.

"Hehe, sorry about this. Call this a little filler post, I guess. They can't all be winners! I really do want to know what everyone's up to out there; there are plans in store, y'know, and I'm - LIKE - so excited, heh ;)"

Bucket Farce winks. Does he really even need to take it off? Perhaps not.

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Another short piece for my VN as we hit the last week before submission/launch! Sprites are done for Bucket by the, again, super super talented @lotus-start whose help I am very grateful for! Our boy has others in store besides this devilishly good looking one which I very specifically felt he had to have and which Lotus very specifically felt could have a very...yaoi-esque charm to it.

It'll be a great time! The pieces are all basically in place at this point. I'm having fun in this setting at this point just playing around and I hope everyone else does too when it's finally out and readable.

[norbezjones]

Saw all of the Miiverse "Yeah" art going around (since Twitter disabled public likes), and decided to do some versions with the Romance The Backrooms characters!

Which one is your favorite? Let me know!

[dollhouseirl]

((Another promo post, cycling back around to a character I did at the start. This is the OOC of Endings. Unlike Bucket, a creature born from old RPing and a notion I had as a teenager that it would be interesting to have a universe supervised as though it were stories suspended in space, he came later. In the mishmash of ideas, there had to be someone there to observe all of them.

That's why I guess he is the guy who is there to see all of the endings. Probably more than that. His past is a work in progress to me. As I may have said before, he is the universe's deadname, even moreso than his predecessors.)) He was in the library, as always. That could hardly be said to be much of a surprise; wherever he was, and he could be many places, he was always to be found there. The OOC of Endings could, in fact, be found in many places within the library. This is why such places in all stories, perhaps reflecting or echoing the fourth-dimensional enclave within which this being dwelled, all are silent.

"That is a fanciful notion, to be sure," The somber man intoned to himself. "One that is unsubstantiated by anything save for, at best, the passing fancies contained within the books here and everywhere. The universe is a passing fancy, I think."

He did not really think this. The passing part, that is. Too much of the fatalism as always. That is what Bucket would likely say, were he there right now.

Sigh.

"Of course, he is," The OOC said almost ineffectually to himself, "He is talking my ear off constantly about who knows what in relation to only God could guess at what. Right now, I think it is nephrite."

The mineral? What importance does that have to anything? With a flick of his hand, the one present at each closing moved shelves. He did not move physically himself; he did not disrupt his library's organization at all. Rather, where once he and one shelf coincided that did not have what he desired, now he and a shelf with a book somewhere about this new subject were his primary point of contact with the library.

"Cute? A girl? What is this nonsense," Endings (we shall call him now for convenience, a reader would start to tire eventually) sighed once more. "I wish he would simply arrive at his point sometimes rather than rambling on and on at all times about whatever subject enters into his head, assuming that I will just make sense of it all for some reason or other that he will not explain to me."

To explain: the OOC of Endings was in this place in his library, taking up a book about minerals which would include information about nephrite (unfortunately, as he would learn later to some bemusement, it was Nephrite he ought to have been looking for). He was also conversing with his loadbearing friend, Bucket Farce, although it felt to him quite often that he was the one bearing a load. Endings, in fact, are everywhere at all times.

If this sounds confusing...as confusing as, say, an impromptu sketch of being one and yet six... If it might make a hypocrite of a being who disapproves of such shenanigans... The OOC of Endings is a singular being who exists at multiple places at multiple points in time; however, he can only exist once, as one, for every person.

"It would be convenient, this once, to encounter myself here," He said, not really meaning it given the headache that would surely entail. "I have no head for rocks. Really, it is more at times as though I have rocks in my head for all the good thinking does me. Why has he moved on now to talking about some solar system or other? I really had simply wanted to know if he was alright."

The godlike being who would have declined this title turned awkwardly to look behind him at the...other shelf. This one remained where it was like something of a blot on the landscape. It was...well...burnt to a crisp. The books on it were unsalvageable; he was really going to have to assume they were unimportant or else, why, he would strongly have to consider going mad - a thing the universe could surely not handle and would be such a pain besides.

"It's just that whatever has happened today took out a shelf and, given how close I was standing..."

A rare chuckle. Not a happy one. Self-deprecating. Self-effacing.

Foolishness. I would not have been harmed. It was a surprise but nothing scathes me.

For you see, whether I like it or not, I must be there to see the ending. Always. I must do so until there is another and, for the time being, that one, if there is such a one, is not ready yet.

"Sigh...and so I guess I leave my domicile with my erstwhile compatriot and the disconcerting feeling that this debacle has roped in someone else I have this cloying sense I am going to physically regret seeing."

Oh well.

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Art for the OOC of Endings by the incomparable Breezy! Purple Prose is coming at the end of the month. He is a near and dear character to me with an embarrassing name that does not befit his station. I swear though, it's important - to the lore, my lore, lore I literally do not have to commit to and could change at any time not to own myself. The best kind of lore.

He has two hearts. His body is a cherry blossom tree beneath his robe although whether it is in flower or not is hard to really know (I wouldn't think it was to look at him but you tell me). His existence is a burden to him but he would never simply put it down. I hope you will enjoy him and the rest of the story as it unfolds! ^^

[dollhouseirl]

((These are early palette choices being mulled over for the character "Bucket Farce" by the highly super talented and incredible @lotus-start!!! This is his first game apparently??? I can't believe that. Everyone ever ask this wonderful person for help except leave space for me to do so sometime okay???

Bucket Farce is the OOC of Plot Twists and will be appearing for the first time in Purple Prose. He can be considered to be a kind of trickster or chaos god.)) """"""Hi hi hi hi hi hiya!"""""" Whammo. Got 'em in one, heh heh. Never let 'em predict your first move, that's what I always say JUST KIDDING! Pow! Got 'em again.

Six of me at once. Some people would call that a crying shame (like <a certain famous funnyman voice> mY wIFE) but you know you love it or, plot twist for ya, you're gonna. 1: "So which one of us is gonna take the lead?" 2: "I dunno, I thought you were." 3: "HE was? But I thought it was gonna be ME!" 4 (They Call Him...Mister Blue): "Pretty sure it's gonna be me and all y'alls are gonna frighten off the ladies. 5: "Pretty sure it's 'hoes' around these parts. Y'know, scaring the hoes, not good." 6 (Call Him Mister Less Blue): "Don't call them hoes! In this house! We! RESPECT WOMEN!" This could've gone on for a while if I wanted it. You guys don't really get it. I'm good at this kinda thing. Too good, even. My buddy ol pal ol friend always says, "Bucket, my good best buddy in the whole wide world," (imagine he says it but sadder, my pal, he's gotta get more Vitamin D), "you're too good at this. People do not like it. You should be singular like me." I'm singular. I'm lookin' to mingular, if you catch my drift. 4: "Okay but seriously. They're looking at us funny. This is too much. Humans, they don't like staring down at six different flavors of dude." 3: "Well it sure isn't going to be you, 4, aren't you an unlucky number?" 4: "I am? Where?" 2: "A beautiful country of some kind. Am I the only one who's done any of the homework before manifesting?" 1: "Mmmmmmmmmmmaybe." ^_^; 5: "I hate to see it (homework)." -_- 6: "Uh, wait, but guys, in fact, I shouldn't even be saying guys-" 4: <looking like he's starting to either see or be a bit of a snack> Is anyone else thinking of walking cheeseburgers? Or is it just me? I also just really, really think this is my color. What do we all think? 1, 2, 3, 5, 6: ............................................. I stood around in a circle, in formation, ignorant of you guys watching me because, to be honest, like, I'm a funny little guy, aren't I? If I'm not amusing you yet, I will. I'm just bein' a little silly. I clean up the mess I've made without blinking an eye or having a thought. I'm me. My nature is discerned precisely as I wish for it to be. I have a secret fundamental to the universe itself and they tell me it's a real doozy! Six of one, half dozen of the other, ultimately ultimately though... 4: <after a long silence> Yep. Just a silly little guy. We can call me...Mister Blue, no no no wait, I say in response to a withering glare and sigh from my friend, my buddy, the OOC of Endings you can't see him he's off camera. That guy is always being so serious, sigh, I get it. 4: Let's take this from the top! Hiya hiya hiya cuties! How's it going! My name is Bucket Farce! With that, I take a bow, deep down to the floor. I form my adorable face into the most profound expression I have observed on my way towards this weird little place with so many weird little people to do weird little things with. 4: Let's have fun together! :3 I promise nothing weird will happen at all!!! ------------------------------------------------- Kind of a rough idea. Still experimenting with how it feels to be around these guys. You'll all see some of that in the finished VN. Bucket Farce is someone for whom physicality and form are suggestions. He is a shapeshifter. The only rule he follows is that he must always have a head and that head is always covered in a bucket. I'll leave to your imagination what all that could mean but it does mean it is as nothing to him to be six people at once and to just as quickly be just one person.

He identifies as a 'he' but it is a shorthand and matter of convenience. In truth, he could be anything under the bucket and has just chosen to identify as a silly little guy as opposed to something boring or profound or difficult to explain. He is a cute character with some amazing sprites in store. I believe one inspiration was Dimentio and that Lotus has spent time in Sonic fan spaces as an artist. I believe that all shines through clearly here for a character I hope will be memorable when you all meet him. ^^ As always, stay tuned. I share as I get things to share and we're really picking up on the way towards the July 1st deadline for the jam.

[auroraaveva]

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Oh My Goodness! I saw this character and the dialogue that Dollhouse had posted and I was so genuinely charmed. This kind of character is also one of my favorites to record sooo...

Please enjoy my rendition of Bucket Farce and his Split Six scene! Thank you friends for listening and thank you Dollhouse for letting me record this!

[a--ltstuck]

As the person who made Bucket Farce all those years ago in our RP, it's cool to see him getting a voice all these years later!

[dollhouseirl]

He's come a long way from, like, gosh, I can't even remember, it was like he wore a cape, the bucket for sure - I don't think that was my addition to what I suppose can be called his lore. This is a dear friend who I will be crediting in the finished product; RPing with them is largely responsible for most of the ideas I've ever come up with. I suppose for whatever reason the world I envision isn't quite complete without this little character in it.

[dollhouseirl]

There is an incantation. It is not an old one at all; many are not. In fact, a surprising thing about the practice of magic is how much of it is stitched together in the moment. It is rooted in what one sees, reads, and understands of the world but, when you find yourself in need of it, often the words are things that end up...coming to you, maybe.

Eins, zwei, drei...with you we'll synchronize The count to three and binding of a deal. Cobra, cobra... Snake, cobra... I am called viper. The invocation of a snake. Animals are a powerful image and the serpent's resonance is clear enough no matter what lens one chooses to come by it through.

Oh, I am one yet many. House but not home. The pithos runneth over with Aura.

An appeal to the one yet many. A cry as Aura, evocative of both a kind of mana and, perhaps, a woman, becomes too much for an old urn to contain. Uncomfortable in one's own skin, not home in it, but a house...the way that, perhaps, a snake ultimately must shed skin to be itself.

Knower of world's origin! Star-seer! Altair! Vega! POLARIS!

Drawing down the stars to draw down the one who sees them and, perhaps, knows from whence all came. It is the way of witches, of practitioners, not to want to know but to touch the one who does or did or will. It is the way of them to want to see the lines between stars; to see the ecosystem visible if it intrigues you to look for it.

Love words, ram, wolf, heart.

Love is vital for magic or its equivalent. If you find love or something of equal power and mercy, it is possible to live off that even as you call out for the ram and the wolf, the heart (a hart?) too to sustain yourself. Your love words need not be the same as another's.

Be born even be it amidst the guts of the universe! Spear (MY) Destiny!

All magic requires a cry of some kind, a shape for your desires. Sometimes even if it is something that is done amidst a violence that cannot be undone, we wish to capture our destinies. That is the messy nature of it.

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This is an incomplete incantation, its full shape to be seen in the finished VN. I wanted another excuse to write some, feel out this work, and show off the incredible artwork done by the exceptionally talented @loveinfirmary. There is more to this CG than just the magic circles but I wanted to say that, aside from zany gods and interdimensional travelers, I really want a kind of magic in here. A spell of sorts.

You'll see when it's done and I hope be satisfied with the finished result! I'm excited to keep working away and part of that is rolling around in things I almost want to just talk all the time about, hehe.

[dollhouseirl]

((These are early palette choices being mulled over for the character "Bucket Farce" by the highly super talented and incredible @lotus-start!!! This is his first game apparently??? I can't believe that. Everyone ever ask this wonderful person for help except leave space for me to do so sometime okay???

Bucket Farce is the OOC of Plot Twists and will be appearing for the first time in Purple Prose. He can be considered to be a kind of trickster or chaos god.)) """"""Hi hi hi hi hi hiya!"""""" Whammo. Got 'em in one, heh heh. Never let 'em predict your first move, that's what I always say JUST KIDDING! Pow! Got 'em again.

Six of me at once. Some people would call that a crying shame (like <a certain famous funnyman voice> mY wIFE) but you know you love it or, plot twist for ya, you're gonna. 1: "So which one of us is gonna take the lead?" 2: "I dunno, I thought you were." 3: "HE was? But I thought it was gonna be ME!" 4 (They Call Him...Mister Blue): "Pretty sure it's gonna be me and all y'alls are gonna frighten off the ladies. 5: "Pretty sure it's 'hoes' around these parts. Y'know, scaring the hoes, not good." 6 (Call Him Mister Less Blue): "Don't call them hoes! In this house! We! RESPECT WOMEN!" This could've gone on for a while if I wanted it. You guys don't really get it. I'm good at this kinda thing. Too good, even. My buddy ol pal ol friend always says, "Bucket, my good best buddy in the whole wide world," (imagine he says it but sadder, my pal, he's gotta get more Vitamin D), "you're too good at this. People do not like it. You should be singular like me." I'm singular. I'm lookin' to mingular, if you catch my drift. 4: "Okay but seriously. They're looking at us funny. This is too much. Humans, they don't like staring down at six different flavors of dude." 3: "Well it sure isn't going to be you, 4, aren't you an unlucky number?" 4: "I am? Where?" 2: "A beautiful country of some kind. Am I the only one who's done any of the homework before manifesting?" 1: "Mmmmmmmmmmmaybe." ^_^; 5: "I hate to see it (homework)." -_- 6: "Uh, wait, but guys, in fact, I shouldn't even be saying guys-" 4: <looking like he's starting to either see or be a bit of a snack> Is anyone else thinking of walking cheeseburgers? Or is it just me? I also just really, really think this is my color. What do we all think? 1, 2, 3, 5, 6: ............................................. I stood around in a circle, in formation, ignorant of you guys watching me because, to be honest, like, I'm a funny little guy, aren't I? If I'm not amusing you yet, I will. I'm just bein' a little silly. I clean up the mess I've made without blinking an eye or having a thought. I'm me. My nature is discerned precisely as I wish for it to be. I have a secret fundamental to the universe itself and they tell me it's a real doozy! Six of one, half dozen of the other, ultimately ultimately though... 4: <after a long silence> Yep. Just a silly little guy. We can call me...Mister Blue, no no no wait, I say in response to a withering glare and sigh from my friend, my buddy, the OOC of Endings you can't see him he's off camera. That guy is always being so serious, sigh, I get it. 4: Let's take this from the top! Hiya hiya hiya cuties! How's it going! My name is Bucket Farce! With that, I take a bow, deep down to the floor. I form my adorable face into the most profound expression I have observed on my way towards this weird little place with so many weird little people to do weird little things with. 4: Let's have fun together! :3 I promise nothing weird will happen at all!!! ------------------------------------------------- Kind of a rough idea. Still experimenting with how it feels to be around these guys. You'll all see some of that in the finished VN. Bucket Farce is someone for whom physicality and form are suggestions. He is a shapeshifter. The only rule he follows is that he must always have a head and that head is always covered in a bucket. I'll leave to your imagination what all that could mean but it does mean it is as nothing to him to be six people at once and to just as quickly be just one person.

He identifies as a 'he' but it is a shorthand and matter of convenience. In truth, he could be anything under the bucket and has just chosen to identify as a silly little guy as opposed to something boring or profound or difficult to explain. He is a cute character with some amazing sprites in store. I believe one inspiration was Dimentio and that Lotus has spent time in Sonic fan spaces as an artist. I believe that all shines through clearly here for a character I hope will be memorable when you all meet him. ^^ As always, stay tuned. I share as I get things to share and we're really picking up on the way towards the July 1st deadline for the jam.

[dollhouseirl]

((A slight palette change for Ms. Doctor Pravd and a chance to spend a little more time in her headspace for more writing ahead of my VN's release. Art assets are coming together so I swear something new will be here soon.)) "There now! That's MUCH better~" After the incident in the old laboratory, a change of clothes had been necessitated. These sorts of, let's call them, chemical reactions were no danger to her but her wardrobe had not tasted of the same story that she had. In fact, Pravd was rather certain, fairly certain, certain enough to shelve the thought, that wardrobes did not taste of stories at all. 'Note to self,' she thought, 'Give a wardrobe a reason to live.' The purpose would of course be to revoke it, harass it, make it rue the day it had ever acquired such a thing (for SCIENCE, if you can believe it). There would be a whole process, a theorem, everything would be trim and proper. She would likely have to twist the universe's arm or find some arm of some kind to twist but she was becoming quite the interdimensional debutante. "I am the belle of the ball," she mused with a smile. "I am the queen bee although they do not know it yet." Pravd giggled with an almost innocent glee. They soon would and these colors she now wore would help impress it upon them. 'I wear any colors well,' she thought, 'but these put everyone on notice: bow before your new girlboss icon queen and stan or be slain.' Words were sparking in her mind. The reaction. It had revealed something to her. She'd seen something that intrigued her and could swear it had a kind of familiarity to her. 'Like a place I would certainly know how to find if I'd...goodness, hehehe, haha, aaaaaaaaahaha! I mean, I'd had to have known it existed? 'YASSSSS KWEEN'? I can't tell if you'd kill whoever came up with that or kill to be it that's a lie I could easily opt for both forms of killing ;)' Something was taking shape in her head. A plan of sorts. A diversion. Her true aim would take time; it was not quite ripe yet. Perhaps she herself, star of this show though she was, was not ripe yet either. "I have decided," Pravd said, moving to the door of the old lab without physically moving at all ('space is a suggestion to me; i cannot ignore it but it knows i'm dead serious'), "I am about to become HORRIFYINGLY annoying. I think we will call this my..." Brilliant mind though she was, master virologist, one who was a chrysalis harboring something fair and terrible, for a moment she halted. Self-doubt? Chastened, perhaps? Her smile for a moment began to flatten. What might be on her mind? It came back within instants, one more fragment from the 'incident' she would be investigating promptly. "We will call it my 'engagement arc'. Oh my yes, I do like that. I certainly would love to be engaged...kay, thanks, hi~"

______________________________________ Still waiting on some things to come together, although I actually have two more in the chamber to share perhaps, more of this type of thing, but I wanted to write this character a little more. You can consider this something of a prequel to the VN of sorts. I do not know if it will be obvious how this all connects but I don't consider myself someone who is writing to be obscure on purpose. Also we had a palette change for Pravd, a favorite of mine, and I wanted to make an excuse out of it to have her switch palettes. So I hope this is enjoyable and that Purple Prose with Purple Hearts, out by the end of the month for sure, will be. I am fortunate that my team includes someone I have been working on voice acting with and I am very very excited to get that shaped into something; they know who they are and I will be crediting when I talk more about it. ^^ Extremely good stuff is happening for what amounts to my crude amateurish first effort.

[dollhouseirl]

(More writing ahead of the release of my game jam first ever visual novel, still titled Purple Prose for Purple Hearts. This time, we come to Pravd. You could call her the embodiment of my dysphoria if you could turn it into a cute, threatening girl. A kind of Umineko Danganronpa, if you will. ART NOT BY ME: It was drawn by a talented artist, Mellowshaymin) "Hahaha! Wow! You should see the look on your face, lady. You'd think we were gonna kill you or something, LOL - great phrase btw, LOL, and btw too. You little weirdoes are crazy, hehehehe. Well, I mean...it's not like we WEREN'T going to kill you." ^_^ "I mean, I wasn't, I prooooooomise~ It's just that, y'know, tall, floating and angsty over there... Yyyyyyikes, y'know what I mean? Am I too informal? Ah. I'm too informal. You're looking a little comfy with me. So, I should tell you in no uncertain terms: I wasn't going to kill you...but I could always change my mind. Teehee~ I could. I would if I thought you'd bore or annoy me. I really do not like to be bored or annoyed, mkay? Are we with the program now, dear? Do you get it? Hehe. LMAO. I guess that's, as you guys say, 'the tea.' Ilve D. Pravd, by the way. Ilva, too, though it's my mother's name; I took it as a joke of sorts. Let's get along fabulously, okay? Your world could be screwed but you don't have to be!" Pravd is an interdimensional traveler. She has the qualifications to be a OOC but is not, for some reason. Eventually, she may possibly become something like the devil; she's too remarkable, smart, and powerful now to be human. She is a trans woman the universe took apart over and over again before shaping her into a AFAB. As such, she is living her best life; because her life before then was extremely cruel, her best life has been extremely cruel to others. Pravd has been a mad scientist, the culprit in murder mysteries, and has created the worst virus in the universe. Pravd does what she does out of a place of denial of her tragic past and because she is trying to earn the love of a certain person. In Purple Prose, though, she is just here to hang. In Purple Prose, you hang out with something of a cosmic supervillain. For an epilogue. I could not find a place for her in the main story but you'll hear her voice in it.

Anyways, there will be more to come! I continue to work away slowly at it and am very very very excited!

[dollhouseirl]

(Art by the very very talented Breezy who I do not believe can be found here; this is for my upcoming VN Purple Prose for Purple Hearts as well as, very possibly, more VNs involving this type of character)

"Go on. You know what you have done cannot be undone for such is the nature of actions done; actions done continue until they end and this is no ending. I hope you grasp the seriousness of it all. This is no game and I am not to be made light of. Attach me to a story only if you have foreseen its consequences. Human...I do not believe you are really the type to look ahead to consequences and it is humans like you that I find most difficult to like at all in this universe of ours. I am the one present for all final things. Do you mean for this to be final in some form? I pray you choose your next words carefully.

Do not force my hand. I am not above ending anything in this life if it is something that has to end." A short tone set of paragraphs for the OOC of Endings, a being who does not enjoy being tethered to any realm he has not asked to be entangled with. A real Neil Gaiman's Sandman-type riff on that set of themes and upon the notion of 'what if the universe had a deadname and that deadname was a job you could be handed'.

The OOC of Endings is branded with my universe's deadname. His time in my first VN will be brief but I hope it to be the first in a series of impressions, transmissions from a place in my fictional garden that are beautiful but don't always like to be touched.