Ah, that is but a mere 1/10th of the visual novel, or thereabouts. There's so much more fun and characterRan08 wrote:Wow, so much work already! Keep it up!I like how everything's outlined already. Hahaha.
There'll be a demo in some months.I was wondering though, won't there be at least a DEMO for this?
Never fear. I want it to be a good demo. I mean, I can do a pre-production demo sooner than that, but it won't be so good, heh. ^_^ 
Thanks!Mad Harlequin wrote:Great! I enjoyed reading these.
It was actually one of my first branching/interactive fiction games I experienced.Mad Harlequin wrote:
You know Choice of the Dragon! Yes!
Cool!Thanks for this. I may be using it as a reference in the future.
The poem I made up on the spot, and I misspelt borogoves ^_^“It’s only the Red King snoring,” said Tweedledee.
“Come and look at him!” the brothers cried, and they each took one of Alice’s hands, and led her up to where the King was sleeping.
“Isn’t he a lovely sight?” said Tweedledum.
Alice couldn’t say honestly that he was. He had a tall red night-cap on, with a tassel, and he was lying crumpled up into a sort of untidy heap, and snoring loud—“fit to snore his head off!” as Tweedledum remarked.
“I’m afraid he’ll catch cold with lying on the damp grass,” said Alice, who was a very thoughtful little girl.
“He’s dreaming now,” said Tweedledee: “and what do you think he’s dreaming about?”
Alice said “Nobody can guess that.”
“Why, about you!” Tweedledee exclaimed, clapping his hands triumphantly. “And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you’d be?”
“Where I am now, of course,” said Alice.
“Not you!” Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. “You’d be nowhere. Why, you’re only a sort of thing in his dream!”
“If that there King was to wake,” added Tweedledum, “you’d go out—bang!—just like a candle!”
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