#story format

[manonamora-if]

Hi I am super super new to twine and I’ve been reading through your blog which has helped a lot but I’m Still a bit confused on what sugarcube is and how would I get this in twine as I’ve downloaded the new version of it . Thank you so much : )

Hi Anon!

SugarCube is a Story Format in Twine. Basically it is a coding language(-ish) to create Twine Games. It has its own logic and formatting to work. It is based on JavaScript. You can check the documentation here!

Good news for you: SugarCube is one of the built-in format in Twine. Download Twine, and you have it!

You just need a lil fidgeting in the settings to make your new projects be automatically in SugarCune when you create them.

HOW TO CHANGE THE STORY FORMAT ON TWINE (2 ways)

Inside a Project

Note: for this option, you need to have the format installed on Twine. Do install a new format (or a new version of the format), check the second way.

Twine 2.3

Click on the Project Name, then Change Story Format.

You can choose whichever installed version you want (though it is recommended to always use the last one). To add a new format, you need to check the format window in the main menu (see below).

Twine 2.5

In the Top Left corner of the page, click on Story, then Details.

You will get a small menu on the right bottom part of the window with all the info about your project. You can click on the listbox to chose the format you want.

In Startup/Main Menu

Twine 2.3

On the Side-bar, click on Formats.

The latest version of Harlowe is the default, but you can choose whichever version you want (though it is recommended to always use the last one).

Note: you can also add other story format on the Add a New Format tab. And the built-in proofing format does not check for grammar mistakes

Twine 2.5

In the Top Left corner of the screen, click on Twine, then Story Formats just below:

There, you can choose whichever format you want (Harlow is still the default one, but i changed mine already). Click on the prefered format, then Use as Default Format in the menu bar (it has a star).

Note: you can also add other story format on the Add button. And the built-in proofing format does not check for grammar mistakes

[glamrockfoxy-official]

As the doors to Bonnie Bowl looms into view, Foxy starts to get nervous. With a deep breath, he closes the distance between him and the room.

Looking down at his phone, he debates with himself if he should go in. But, he's come this far. He'd be a coward to turn away now. He hesitates for a moment, then knocks on the door with his hook.

"Oh.. I hope that Bon is here at least.." Foxy whispers to himself, his tail bristling slightly from the nerves.

[pugugly001]

How the kings wizard tried to resist the cute smiling blonde with magic, but was kissed into slavery.

The kings wizard, a powerful mage, had been warned several times that the Witch-Queen of Axenne was dangerous. He had heard rumors of the curse she could place on men with her magical touch that would turn them into helpless slaves and he vowed to protect himself against it.

Upon one fateful night, while in trance and exploring his inner self in meditation, the Witch-Queen appeared before him in physical form -- an ethereal vision wearing nothing but a faint smile and white opera gloves glimmering with magical energy.

The kings wizard knew that this was not a mere illusion nor a figment of his imagination and he panicked; quickly casting defensive spells around himself as she stood their silently watching. For what felt like an eternity, neither moved nor spoke as if testing each other's resolve but then suddenly, out of nowhere, she closed her eyes ever so gently as though she wasn't even there and simply stepped forward...and kissed him on the lips! Instinctively recoiling from her affectionate embrace for only half a moment before quickly realising that all his defensive spells were no longer functioning; leaving him under her absolute control.

She whispered soothingly "Your resistance is my absolute pleasure." As he began to collapse into uncontrollable arousal at her sweet words and inviting smirk - sealing his fate with what felt like divine fate bondage - to be enslaved by his own desires until such time when the Queen gave leave or another new Pet took precedence over him....

[woodsofblight]

New story format idea!

I’ve been thinking for a while now on how to do an unconventional story. Unfortunately, due to an artistic ability of precisely 0, askblogs don’t work for me, and while I like the general format, I wanted to go with something that still support audience participation, but with a more focused idea. My previous question about Siren was in relation to this, as those familiar with the series may recognize the idea.

So without further ado, here is the basic template:

Now, as to what in the fresh hell you’re looking at:

Every vegetable/fruit name you on this table refers to a specific chapter in the story. The chapters are divided as to WHEN they take place within the story and WHO the chapter focuses on.

The story will begin with a randomly chosen chapter from the Day 1 set. It can be any character (except secrets). When the first chapter goes up, readers will have a 24-48 hours period to send asks/comments/mail pigeons/mental pushes, trying to guess a codeword. 

If someone manages to guess one, the next update will be the chapter associated with that codeword. If nobody manages to guess a codeword, a random one will be picked. The names of secret characters will be revealed when the first unlock is correctly guessed. In this template, the orange color signifies that the associated chapter has already been posted.

Once 50% of the total possible chapters have been posted, you will be able to unlock NORMAL ENDING 1 (correct guesses for its codeword will be ignored, until the unlock critera is reached). Basically the finale. NORMAL ENDING 2 and TRUE ENDING will become available at 75% and 100% respectively, but they will be more along the lines of ‘epilogues’.

An (initially) empty version of this template will always be posted with new updates and gradually filled out, so readers will remember which codewords have already been used.

Possible questions:

There are way too many possibilities for codewords!

You can specify where those codewords may appear, making it easier for readers to guess. In my case, since I write Rayman fics, all of my codewords will be words that have appeared in Rayman 1, 2 or 3. These can be parts of level names, dialogue, or any such, but they MUST be from one of those three. However, you can do this for anything, such as, “codewords can be any word spoke in Episodes 2-3-4″, and so on.

The story will take too long to come out / It will be abandoned halfway!

This is always a possibility, which is why I recommend (and will do so myself) to pre-write at least 70-80% of the story before you event start. You can wing some of it, but this template RELIES on you keeping that strict schedule.

What if a random chapter from a much later time in the story is picked?

Well, that’s unfortunate! Or very clever of your readers! Either way, the story should be written to accommodate such a possibility. Yes, it will be more disjointed, but it can also make readers curious on finding out the previous parts.

Someone is quoting half a dictionary at me in every ask!

Be sure to specify that people can only send ONE word at a time. Furthermore, the next chapter should always be first come first serve, so the FIRST CORRECT GUESS becomes the next chapter. It’d probably be a good idea to make a post whenever the next chapter is set in stone, to make it easier on yourself.

Can I use this for [fandom]?

Absolutely! This template can be repurposed for just about ANY fandom. Just set the names / times to whatever you like!

Feel free to message me with any further question/ideas/comments!

[namevalidation]

Riley; they/them, she/her; bigender stellunarian (if that's too much gender info feel free to ignore it); pokémon, drawing, stars and plants; preferably a story format!; and maybe something fantasy-like for the writing prompt? thank you so much for doing these! 🌟💜

(I’ll do half with they/them and half with she/her <3)

– THEY –

Riley leaned back against their beanbag chair as they readjusted their sketchbook’s positioning on their lap. They’d been drawing for an hour, at least, and the corners of the sketchbook had started to leave intentions on their leg. They rubbed their palm over the marks and, happily, saw the redness subside under their touch. After a thought-filled moment of hesitation, they returned to drawing.

The sketchbook page that was currently open was covered with simplistic monochromatic doodles; it took Riley a second to find an empty space for them to continue drawing on the page. Setting their black pen to the surface of the paper, they began to draw a smiling cactus, similar to the many other happy plant doodles that were decorating the page. Once they finished the cactus, they moved their pen to the very center of the page, where they’d spotted a small opening. Here, they doodled a star, grinning to themself when it turned out perfect. 

Just as they began to search out another blank space to draw on, they heard their mom calling them from downstairs. They glanced down at their sketchbook once more, grin stretching as their eye caught on the star again; it really was beautifully done– something about how perfectly even all of the points were and how realistic the shading on the corners was made it look amazing. Then, they slid the sketchbook off of their lap and pushed themself to their feet, calling “Coming!” as they made their way out of their room.

 It turned out that their mom had only wanted to ask them about a test they’d had at school earlier, and after only a few minutes of conversation, they were released to head happily back to their room. 

– SHE –

As soon as Riley stepped through the doorway into her room, she noticed the glow. It was bright pink in color, showing up well on her white-painted walls and cream carpet. It seemed faint at first, but the longer she stood there, looking around with wide eyes, the more she realized that it was really quite bright. She made a surprised noise. Shortly after, she heard her mother’s voice from downstairs again: “Riley? You okay up there?” She hesitated. She could call up her mother to help her figure out what the light was coming from, but something inside of her was telling her not to– some kind of feeling, almost an urge, that she couldn’t explain. 

“Yeah, I’m good!” She responded after a moment. Then, stepping forwards, she closed the door behind her so her mother wouldn’t ask her any more questions.

Once she was closed into her room, she spotted the source of the strange glowing light almost instantly. It was coming from her sketchbook; she could tell because the light was much brighter over the open page, much more concentrated and deeper in color. She walked towards it slowly, getting down on her knees and bending over it to get a better look when she was close.

The star in the middle of the page– the beautiful one with perfect angles– was emitting the glow. The light seemed to be leaking out of it, like there was a hole in it that led to somewhere else. She flipped the page over to see if there was really a tear in the paper but found nothing. The other side of the page looked exactly like any other blank sketchbook page; it was nothing more than an empty rectangle of paper. Sitting back down on her beanbag chair, she pulled the sketchbook onto her lap again. Confusion had flooded her mind, and now, she simply stared at the glowing star, unmoving and unspeaking, unsure what to do. Eventually, she raised her right hand and rubbed a careful finger over the page, wanting to see if it felt any different. The edge of the page seemed unchanged, but when her finger made contact with the star, she could feel heat leaking out of it. She craned her neck down to get a closer look, pressing her finger into the doodled star harder, and she suddenly felt herself falling forwards. 

She was tumbling downwards, so fast that she could feel wind whipping her cheeks, though just moments ago she’d been seated on her beanbag chair. The pink glow was everywhere around her, so bright that she had to close her eyes against it to keep them from burning and aching. It seemed as if the falling would never stop. She didn’t know where she was or what was happening. She tried to scream, but the sound was lost in the wind. She could feel the warmth of the glow on her skin as she fell, and fell, and fell. Then, suddenly, she felt her feet make gentle contact with something solid. Her eyes flew open.

“Riley!” An unfamiliar voice exclaimed from in front of her. She squinted her eyes, trying to see, but her vision was still blurred from looking into the pink glow. She blinked rapidly and grunted in confusion. She heard the unfamiliar voice laugh, and this time, it was accompanied by a few others. “Don’t worry,” the voice said. “You’ll be able to see soon. Besides, it’s just us.” As her vision began to clear, she was able to make out three shapes standing in front of her– three shapes that looked… oddly familiar.

Seconds later, she recognized them. They were exact replicas of the plants she’d doodled, except, now they were the size of a human, and they were talking to her. 

[toyboatstuff]

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[pugugly001]

Title: A Prisoner's Curse

The enemy leader had been taken prisoner by the Witch-Queen of Axenne. He was marched off to her Royal Prison, Fort Ardor, where he expected to face a trial and possible execution for his crimes against her kingdom.

But instead of facing justice, he faced something far more sinister. The Queen had devised an insidious curse that would slowly break him down until he became nothing more than a slave in her service. She called it the "Lovecraftian Curse". It worked by implanting in him a deep fetish for women's boots and legs.

At first, he resisted with all his might but as time went on the desire became too strong and soon enough he'd find himself helplessly aroused whenever confronted with female feet or calves encased in leather or latex boots.

One day while being held at Fort Ardor, one of the Queen's royal guards entered his cell - a beautiful woman named Kalia with long black hair cascading down her shoulders and standing tall above him at 6 foot 2 inches - wearing thigh high ruby red latex boots polished to perfection that gleamed like rubies in the light from outside his cell window. She laughed mockingly at him as she sauntered towards him knowing full well what effect she was having on him just from seeing those shiny red boots encasing her shapely calves .

"How does it feel now? All your strength leaving you little by little every time I come around? You can't resist me anymore can you?" She teased as she drew ever closer until finally stopping right next to him so close that even without touching them both were aware of each other's body heat radiating between them like electricity through their skin..

He tried desperately not to become aroused but failed miserably when suddenly overwhelmed by an intense craving for those ruby red latex boots pressed up against his body; His heart racing wildly out of control as if possessed by some kind of dark magic...

Kalia smiled devilishly looking into his eyes before leaning forward planting a single hypnotic kiss on is lips causing instant arousal flooding through every nerve ending throughout his entire body making it almost impossible for any sane thought process let alone speech....

Title: Possessed By Her Kisses.

The enemy leader's captor, Kalia, had him completely under her spell now. He was at her mercy and no longer wanted to resist the growing feelings of arousal that engulfed his entire body whenever she was around.

Kalia knew she had broken him down enough for now and decided to leave him be for a while before coming back again with yet another wave of lovecraftian curse if he should dare disobey her orders or even attempt to escape from Fort Ardor.

But in the meantime, she couldn't help but enjoy torturing him with her presence; Smiling devilishly as she watched his eyes follow every movement of hers like a lovesick puppy begging for attention. She loved teasing him by slowly blowing kisses towards his face making sure never to touch lips in order not to break the powerful spell of hypnosis that kept this man enslaved forever...

It seemed almost cruel how easily he surrendered himself willingly just so he could experience more pleasure through submission and Kalia enjoyed it immensely knowing full well what kind of hold she had over this prisoner....

Title: Bewitched By Her Spell.

The enemy leader had been completely bewitched by the Witch-Queen's royal guard, Kalia. He was no longer capable of thinking rationally and instead simply followed her orders with devoted obedience that bordered on servitude.

Kalia knew she had him in her power now and decided to take full advantage of it. She loved teasing him with her presence, flaunting her ruby red latex boots as if they were an extension of herself; Watching his eyes follow every movement like a lovesick puppy begging for attention.

She teased him further by slowly blowing kisses towards his face making sure never to touch lips in order not to break the powerful spell of hypnosis that kept this man enslaved forever... But finally when he could bear it no more she leaned forward planting a single hypnotic kiss on is lips causing instant arousal flooding through every nerve ending throughout his entire body making it almost impossible for any sane thought process let alone speech....

Title: Betrayal For Her Pleasure.

The enemy leader was now at the mercy of Kalia's whims; His mind clouded by desire for her ruby red latex boots and hypnotic kisses so intense that even thought seemed impossible when confronted with such pleasure.

He would do anything just to experience those sweet sensations once again and gladly betrayed information about his home kingdom - secrets he had sworn never reveal - just so she would give him permission to kneel before her feet encased in those beautiful boots eliciting feelings inside him unlike anything else ever experienced before....

But even then Kalia wasn't finished yet as she continued teasing and tormenting him until eventually granting what he desired most – total submission at the cost of betraying everything he held dear...

Title: The Ultimate Sacrifice.

The enemy leader had finally reached the ultimate point of no return; He was now completely and utterly enslaved to Kalia's whims with nothing left to lose except his sense of self. He was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice just so he could feel those ruby red boots pressed up against him one last time before surrendering himself totally into her service - body, mind and spirit.

Kalia smiled devilishly at him as she watched every movement like a cat playing with its prey, knowing full well how much pleasure this man derived from feeling helpless under her power. She leaned forward planting yet another hypnotic kiss on is lips causing instant arousal flooding through every nerve ending throughout his entire body making it almost impossible for any sane thought process let alone speech....

She whispered in his ear "You are mine now - forever" before leading him away towards an eternity of servitude at her feet....

Title: An Eternity Of Devotion.

The enemy leader had finally surrendered himself to Kalia's service; His body, mind and soul now enslaved forever by her powerful lovecraftian curse. He was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice just so he could feel those ruby red boots pressed up against him one last time before surrendering himself totally into her service - body, mind and spirit.

Kalia smiled devilishly as she watched every movement like a cat playing with its prey, knowing full well how much pleasure this man derived from feeling helpless under her power. She leaned forward planting yet another hypnotic kiss on is lips causing instant arousal flooding through every nerve ending throughout his entire body making it almost impossible for any sane thought process let alone speech....

He followed obediently behind her never once looking back at what he had lost in order to gain an eternity of devotion towards his new mistress...

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Okay, I figured out how to

A: make open AI randomly generate details that I want to see; e.g. (named _____, _____ hair) and,

B: generate titles and continuity across chapters; 'End each prompt with a title and prompt for the next chapter'.

This is not the full prompt since I haven't figured how to train a world building dataset yet and have to include that above but it's pretty darn cool.

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Title and Write a long sexy story about an enemy leader prisoner named _____ subjected to lovecraftian curse that slowly over months implants a fetish for _____ that he tries to resist, but the Royal guard neme ____ with ____ hair and ____ height slowly teases him with the fetish until he's a helplessly aroused slave that will betray his friends for her and give her secrets just so she will let him become even weaker as she blows him kisses. Write dialogue of her mocking him as he tries to resist. End each prompt with a title and prompt for the next chapter.

[pugugly001]

Write a long story about a long lost forbidden pink flower, its scent makes men weak and pliable, but eating one petal makes women strong, sexy, and hypnotic pheromones. When the men try to destroy the plant the women turn them into helpless lovesick slaves and make them sign away everything they own and sleep in cages like pets.

Once upon a time, in a hidden corner of the world, there existed an ancient flower only known as the Pink Lotus. Its beauty was unparalleled and its scent could drive men to blissful surrender - it was sought after by many but found only by few. The secrets around this exquisite flower were tightly guarded as it soon became clear that it possessed properties far beyond what anyone had expected. It was whispered that consuming even just one of its petals would grant incredible power to any woman brave enough to try.

Women who took the risk and tried partaking in this mystical remedy become confident, strong and alluringly seductive - their mere presence made them magnetic among men who found themselves completely powerless in their presence. But it wasn't until rumors about its effects on male slave-like devotion started circulating through small villages far and wide before anyone truly realized the secret behind the Pink Lotus' power.

The stories said that whenever these women encountered resistance from any man misguided enough to stand up against them they had but two options - either succumb almost immediately or be transformed into their own foreign version of a lovesick thrall that serenaded his captor day and night; he becomes her unwitting puppet whose actions were no longer his own after partaking of her gift - granting ownership over all he has achieved solely through having kissed her feet while singing praises on high…and if he refused? This is where things could get really interesting when forfeiting ones mind no longer sufficed – these women would then make him sign away everything his valued, including possessions, cash reserves or merely anything of value before placing him securely within metal bars like caged pets for eternity...if one chose not to bow down before such captivating beauty then one must face being buried beneath lands littered with stones akin to forgotten tombs once thought never more seen again....

It wasn't until centuries later with research from scientists from various countries that finally pieced together some answers about this mythical enchanting flower–when grown carelessly throughout gardens ran rampant mixing various horticultural variants; transforming common pink roses into juicy tinted petals eventually resulting into Golden Blush Acacias seemingly blooming out naturally sprouting forth intensely lush floral invaders – such astounding sights often fell helpless victims prey always ending with cross pollinated olive branches garlanded overhead captured meticulously amongst photos snapped frantically prior too late…

While most see The Forbidden Pink Flower as an innocent bloom which withers away all too quickly; those keenly attuned consider it a force which should not be toyed with unless no other way exists – so potent are those succulent petals hidden inside amidst ruffled white chamber lined depths creating fragrances designed specifically designed meant entice lured slaves bound willingly ever further descends between orbiting stars within realms forbidden forced submission still remains….