I'm available to help write for a shortish VN. By short, I mean something that will be finished by June. I have pretty much no limits, except for graphic hentai. I can do BxB but I have less experience in it than het.
Below is an example of my writing:
And here's another example from my personal VN:Cold.
That's all she feels and she's not sure if its the freezing air brushing against or her own fear that is affecting her so. Logically, she knows she shouldn't be so cold; after all, she'd been running for hours, but this was a nightmare (or a dream, she thinks, am I really that far gone?) and logic has nothing to do with it. The branches were dipping deeper, leaving almost no space her to breathe, and the path was unforgiving. The sun is dipping low, it's light setting fire to the trees,quickly burning across the leaves in a dazzling sea of purples and yellows, and a million of the other colors she could never hope to recreate with her brush.
Wherever it was, it had stopped too, for the shallow breathing had lessened. It was only when she saw the faint wisps of light surrounding her; evidence that it was getting close, that she once again broke into her mad sprint.
Over and under, side to side, she ran in a way akin to a gazelle, fiercely running away from a particularly vicious lion.Her head bobbed up and down in a rhythm that had nothing to do with her punishing pace. She ran even faster, ignoring the painful thumping of her heart; and the sticky wetness of her blood, although she was certain she had not harmed herself. 'Yet', she thought, and was suddenly assualted with a bizzare urge to laugh.
W: “Why do you think we dream, huh? So we can wake up and see how crappy our life is. I’m gonna change that! I’m gonna stop dreaming and start living!”
C: “I… I cannot begin to understand what you’ve gone through, and I’m sorry for that. But you’re wrong. You’re traitor, a turncoat, because you’re wrong. And that girl over there; the one crying like there’s no tomorrow? Well, I guess she’ll be dreaming a heck lot more. ”
W: “I can’t help her with that. No one can. All anyone can do is change their own dreams. ”
C: “Yeah? And what if you do? What happens when the nightmares start coming?”