Trigger warnings: drug use & trafficking, alcohol & alcoholism, heavy language, gun/physical violence, police brutality, blood, death, & murder.
A more extensive list will be available in-game, and the choice to skip certain triggers is a choice for those who so desire. The warnings listed here are unavoidable, but a disclaimer of triggers present in any given chapter can be enabled.
It was always going to end like this. Your palms scrape against the wall, staining it red while pain seeps into your torn flesh. Strained breaths force out of your lungs, misting the brick in a vivid crimson, your fingers searching for purchase through the agony.
Frigid metal presses harshly against your temple, and the click that resonates from the gun echoes in your ears like a mock gong.
A knuckle cracks when it tightens around the trigger. You should’ve known.
It was always going to end like this.
You step into the boots of the Vice President of Hungry Dogs MC; a ragtag gang you and your best friend formed on that one picturesque twilight evening three years ago. What began as a simple idea between friends developed over time, your effort and struggles winning you both notoriety and infamy, enough so that the city council now considers you a threat. The city folk utter the name of your club in both awe and fear, and you play the role of both boogeyman and saint in the minds of San Maroans. Wherever you go, your colors turn heads. You are not only surviving, but thriving.
But like all success stories, yours too, had an end.
After years of empty threats, the city takes action against you, and the raid pushed on your meeting grounds is extensive. Everything falls apart, and you’re left to pick up the fragments of a once-great empire, your safety net torn to pieces, and sympathetic faces are few, and far between. With your President missing, the burden of leadership falls on your shoulders.
Your club has scattered into the wind; scared, detained, or dead. Threats loom over you like a shadow; The law is out for your soul, and rival clubs want your head on a pike.
There’s no other choice but to fight.
Extensive character creation; too many variables to name here! Assume name(s), nickname, appearance (skin details galore), gender, pronouns, sexuality, romantic orientation, family history, reflections on the club, addictions, and customization of your bike. To cite a few.
Heavily character and action driven, your choices matter, and have a tremendous impact on the ending(s) and what happens to the gang and its remaining members.
Hone your skills to fit your play style: A silver-tongued con-man, a hardened brawler, or a ruthless trailblazer; A deceptive trapper, or elusive diplomat, the possibilities are vast.
Pursue one out of three varying storylines; the “Forever Dogs, Dogs Forever”, “Beginning of the End”, or “Betrayal at Zenith”, each essentially altering the story into an entirely different game.
Find time for romance with one of the (currently) five romantic interests, each with their own obstacles, challenges, and shortcomings; the leader, the enforcer, the enemy, the greenhorn, or the masked rider. All are also open for platonic befriending, rivalry, flings, frenemy options, and all sexual scenes are optional and skippable.
V.P.
Hey, that’s you. A San Maro Original, co-founder and Vice President of Hungry Dogs. If you weren’t born here, you moved in at an incredibly young age. This city is all you’ve known, and the nooks and crannies are home to you. Although the city sprawls far and wide, you mostly stick to the South San Maro, where you and most of your club members live and operate.
The world is at your fingertips. It's time to build a legacy.
DANIEL “DANE” WELTER JR. (M / 32)
The president and founder of HDMC, and your best friend. Or at least he was three years ago. If there’d been any bad blood brewing between you, the rest of the club hadn’t noticed. Extremely fiery personality, with a boisterous attitude towards everything. Unabashedly loud and without a filter, and uncannily laid back for someone labeled as one of the worst criminals in San Maro. You’ve been in a position where you had to remind him of the club responsibilities more than a few times, since he has a bad habit of rushing into new projects while the last is still in motion; Still, it’s clear that he cares deeply for the club, if the jail time didn’t already tip anyone off.
MONICA “MONA” WASHINGTON (F / 28)
The best, and undefeated SGT at Arms of HDMC, also the last member of the San Maro Original three, including you and Dane. A passionate woman with a sharp tongue that can twist you into submission just as well as her brawn could; Mona is not one to trifle with. She takes protecting the club seriously, and has no qualms with getting on the offense first. Has a bit of a bad habit of being sarcastic and brash, even outright rude, but there’s a lot of appreciation behind her merciless teasing. Usually the one to look after the newest prospects, to whip them into shape and see that they obey the club laws. The best company to go riding or drinking with.
ANGEL ROJAS (M|F / 33)
Relentless, that’s a word to describe Angel, the hand of justice the city has sicced on your club’s case. They’ve been a thorn in your since the day you grew into a small group, and somehow always seem to know when your meetings take place, and where you’re exchanging goods, Many speculate that the gumshoe was once a biker themselves, but turned a page towards the lawful after an incident; But those are just rumor mills, something to justify the fright they give every time they show up at a good deal soon to go bad. Then again, they approach none of you outside the shady dealings, and you’ve enjoyed a relatively solitary life without their watching eyes on you.
SAM “PROSPIE” O’HALLORAN (NB / 22)
The newly initiated member of HDMC after a long, grueling year of proving themselves and sinking into the more criminal sides of your operations. They’re still soft-spoken around you and the president, but otherwise they get along with most everyone in the club. The baby-face causes a lot of confusion on the road, but they take it in stride and have teased some of the older members about how they won’t look a day older than twenty-five, even in their fifties. Has an uncanny talent for defusing situations, and the addition of them in the club has reduced the in-house malicious fight by at least five percent - which both irritates and impresses Mona. Still getting used to more powerful engines, but knows how to ride without falling.
“THIRTEEN” (? / ??)
Thirteen is an enigma. They show up one day, stay a while, and then they’re gone for eight weeks straight. Your local source for the devil’s lettuce and other illicit substances, they’ve been working for and with you for the past two years, yet never shows up without full protective gear and full-face helmet with impossibly dark visors. It adds to the mystique if they weren’t insanely careless with their life otherwise; Never have you seen such reckless driving and disregard to their mortal soul, and their deals take place in broad daylight. Still, their loyalty has earned them an honorary membership in the Dogs, even if they don’t wear the colors.
am silly and keep forgetting I have tumblr downloaded lol.
uhhh update uhhh happy easter because i'll forget to say it later! have worked on the demo a bit, both games actually, and got like... 5-6k more words each? feeling rusty as hell, my finger joints go creak creak
I was using a figure of speech to say your writing is addicting. I honestly prefer the mix up though because I got lore out of it and I love learning more about your characters, anything about them and their world.
ah, i'll blame my post-work nap for that one lmaooo, hello i am like an old man at the mall talking to a plant sos
Welcome back!! I'm new to your IF and I love your story. The writing quality is phenomenal and I love learning about your characters.
oh my lil stressed heart just gave the most hefty badump <3 thank you so much, i really appreciate it! hope i still got the skill intact so i can give y'all the level of prose that you deserve <3
What drugs did you put into your IF???! I randomly think about your characters (Especially Dane). The fervency of thoughts I have about your story...thank you.
i mean there's both the general drug stuff that the gang imports, but specific mentions? cocaine and weed have a big part, moreso in different paths. i mean, thirteen is the designated weed peddler, sam smokes it like a chimney, and dane enjoys his lines (he really doesn't need it but it's focus powder). but there's a whole background in the city that's riddled with drugs, depending how close you look and what crowd you decide to check in on. I try not to romanticize anything but since it's from the gang pov, it's bound to happen lol
since i have very little to update on my own game (been cleaning up variables. theys a mess tbh) i will instead (with permission) update you on my friend's game because i am nothing if not a ride-or-die hypetrain.
hi!!! the links to the demo aren’t working bc cogdemos updated:) just lyk—and i think the way to fix it has something to do with the code or the link? something actually very simple but i can’t remember exactly what i think i saw it from the whenlifegivesyoulemons if
i miss y'all too! :'( i'm sorry for the silence, it's been absolutely bonkers busy in a physical, emotional, and mental way lately. worlds going to shit and i am trying to find the mozzarella sticks of energy within the heaps of dung. gimme a few weeks and i'll be back, better than ever!
if there was any doubt on how much i adore my friend's light-novel-slash-daydreaming-shenanigans-turned-interactive-fiction, then doubt no more because the one hour i had between work and must-get sleep, i done sketched. i love my silly boys. infatuated by each and every one. wanna smooch. hold my hand during cqb <3 (spoiling stuff with permission!!)
been trying to beat writer's block over the head by helping my friend get their writing into if format. y'all are not ready if they decide to post it, i've been in tears, heart in throat, their words are so. they word so goodly, am read words and feel much of many thing.
ugh. can't wait for my days off so i can write more. they inspire me. platonic loml.
