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Author's Note: I had the itch to write again and so I decided try something a little different from my usual fare. A slight twist on my past style rather than a direct improvement. I included the bucket list of tags because the story will eventually contain some of all of them, though not necessarily all at the same time and definitely not in every chapter. As always please reply with any comments, suggestions, critiques, or even just to say "hi". Don't worry, you won't hurt my feelings. Enjoy. AS: Beginning at chapter I is highly recommended for plot and character reasons. Desperation begins in chapter II and wettings and peeing begin in chapter IV. Chapter I: The Gods Gather For the first time in centuries, the thirteen gods of the Pantheon gathered within the stone chamber known simply as The Round. Hidden away from the rest of the world within its own secret space only they could access. Around the perfect triskaidecagonal table they sat on throne like seats as soft as cushions, each manifested in their preferred mortal form. Not truly omniscient or omnipresent, most preferred to stay with their chosen people or country. Starting clockwise from the head of the table they were: Ori, the goddess of creation and nominal head of the Pantheon. She took the form of a human wearing a simple gown of pure white that left her shoulders bare. Her long blond hair fell in a gentle sheet down her back and obsidian jewelry brought out her dark eyes. She was the patron of the holy city Arabesque. Marshall, the god of war. He also appeared human, garbed in the traditional military uniform of Kylon. The sand colored uniform and metallic trimmings were extremely out of place. With his tall barrel chested figure and sharp expressions he cultivated a domineering presence. He was the patron of the Free State of Kylon. Skale, the god of judgement and justice. Unlike the others who took on forms of their own ideals, he looked the same way he did before ascending to godhood, a pudgy vampire with slick, perfectly combed hair a cape with a popped collar and pointed features. He was the patron of the vampiric races and the Nightland Estates. Marina, the goddess of magic and knowledge. A hemi-aima with the large fluffy ears and tail of a cat, she was the slimmest of all the gods with a curvy body that looked even skinnier next to Skale’s bulk. She wore a green robe open revealing a blouse and skirt both covered with button sized magic circles. She was the patron of hemi-aimas and the oasis city Sanctuary. Idyl, the goddess of youth and beauty. She was a modestly endowed angel with ice blue hair, pearly skin, and long silver wings that somehow managed to fold neatly behind her if she needed them to. Probably because magic. She liked to dress in flowing silks and spent most of her time in Arabesque. Marks, the god of the sea and traders. He looked aged with chiseled features and a thick iron colored beard and mustache. His royal blue colored leather uniform rivaled Marshall’s. He was the patron of the port city Thuhpoynt and the commercial hub Ovthis. Comfrey, the goddess of nature. She changed her apparent age frequently, but never her race or gender. She looked like a fairy with translucent moth wings the same chocolate brown as her hair which she braided elaborately in the shape of a flower with a single strand allowed to hang loose. Right now she was at her most frequent state, that of an adolescent. In her opinion the prime state where one is just old enough to be capable and still have the infinite possibilities of life ahead of them. She wore a thick traveling cloak and sturdy leather clothing. Parley, the god of philosophy and mercy. An elven scholar with emerald eyes like others of his race. He liked to travel widely but often returned to the forest glades of Old Haven to take care of the elven race and convene with Mainur. Mainur, the god of cunning. A drow with blue purple skin and pitch black hair. He controlled vast swathes of the Below, the network of underground passages, caves, and dwellings belonging to various races. He was the patron god all who lived in the Below and had a reputation for pulling grand elaborate schemes for his own amusement, often at the expense of others although he had a known soft spot for Parley with whom he often met with. Twilight, the goddess of death. A vampire who dressed in a pitch black dress that left her arms and legs exposed. It was hot as hell where the Kingdom of the Dead was situated necessarily close to the genesis flame. She originally died close to adulthood and kept the same appearance. Karma, the goddess of luck and inspiration. A human dressed in a bizarre mess of tattered jacket over a nice shirt and pants and roughed boots. She lounged back in her chair as she always did rhythmically flipping a coin in the air to see how many times in a row she could get tails. Of course she could guarantee it with divine power but that would ruin the point. She was patron of the city Opportunity. Arkhein, the goddess of custom. She was an elf clad not in the more traditional loose fitting garb of her kin, but a fitted golden vest, belted white shorts, a flowing cape, and stylized elbow length gloves and knee high boots. Her sea green hair contained a gold ornament depicting a hydra. She was the patron of the Empire. Jack, the god of craftsmen. He was more muscly that even Marshall though not quite so tall. His leather clothing had all sorts of pockets hidden everywhere containing a multitude of half finished projects. He was the patron of the Kaiser Industrial Zone and Ori’s right hand man. “Sorry, sorry.” Arkhein appeared and gracefully took her seat. “I had an issue to take care of.” “That’s quite alright, we haven’t been waiting long.” Ori smiled at her before looking pointedly at Skale. “You were the one who convened this gathering, correct?” “Indeed.” Skale nodded gravely. “I believe the time has come for an accounting.” An accounting was when all the gods of the pantheon discussed the other gods of realm and decide for each one if they had done something worth pantheon intervention. Most of these gods such as Ordan the god of time, Zenith the god of the sky, and Miros the god of sea contented themselves with maintaining the laws over which they had been given dominion and never interfered with the mortal world. But there times when even these gods had to be brought in line such as when Miros began flooding the eastern shores or whenever the rogue god Dester tried to destroy the world. Skale waved his hands, a glass of vibrantly pink liquid appeared in front of each of them. “...and I’ve recently been made aware of this drink I think we all should try.” PS: If my chapters seem short, its because I break a new chapter approximately every 1000 words or so.
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Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! It's time for more, more omorashi adventures! The game I am proud to present today is the second commercial project of a promising doujin circle, CircleWC. That's right, commercial, so while they didn't aim at the western market, buying this game is a good way to thank them for their great job and give them an opportunity to improve even more than they did since their other commercial release called おもらしなんて、しないもんっ!~トイレに行けない少女たち~. Attention! This games, as many other Japanese games before it, requires your system locale for non-unicode programs to be set to Japanese. Whily technically you can run this game without changing your locale, it will cause multiple interface glitches that will make this game anything but pretty. So either change your system locale to Japanese (Control Panel, Clock, Language, and Region, Regional and Language Options, Administrative tab, then under Language for non-Unicode programs (System Locale), click Change system locale and reboot when prompted) or use whichever software you prefer (AppLocale, NTLEA) to give the game what it wants. The choice is yours. So, what is it all about? One day a pretty young conjurer named Karen took a trip to the castle. Her envoy was her childhood friend Yuuto, now a soldier. However, during the walk she needed a privacy break. "Just pee in the road. That's the way of the traveler." - "I won't make toilet OUTSIDE, yuck!" (Description shamelessly stolen from game's DLsite page) This is an RPG game that utilizes custom card battle system instead of normal combat system that Wolf RPG Editor offers out of the box. The plot is not linear; depending on how good Karen is at holding it in and meeting additional requirements, you might get into one of the branching routes and even unlock extra scenes! You can get this game from the usual place (once it goes through the usual procedure of being approved) or right here from this post, but if someone encounters some bugs or translation/spelling mistakes and reports them to me (and if you do encounter them, you must report them to me), the version in Downloads will be updated and this one will not. With all that said and done, let me talk about the translation itself a little bit. First things first: the engine. Wolf RPG Editor is quite a flexible tool that loosely reminds of RPG Maker 2000, except that it requires no RTP (all database files are getting packed into data.wolf file whether you like it or not) and is completely free. The things that you usually do with Ruby scripts in RPG Maker are sharing the same database with normal events in Wolf, and trust me, it's not a good thing. Normal Wolf project has about 30 common events to set its inner workings up. To create the beautiful card game system that you're about to enjoy, CircleWC had to utilize over 200 events that cross-link with each other on multiple levels. As opposed to a (maybe) complex, but single linear script. You can do amazing things with Wolf (just look at that 30 minutes game!), but the same thing could be done in RPG Maker with four to five times less events/scripts. Then there's databases. User, variable and system database. Once you get to the gameplay part, press C and look at these cards lined up next to each other, with detailed explanations written above them. These explanations. They were the hardest challenge I had to face. No matter where I looked, I couldn't find where these values were stored. They had to be stored in User database, but they weren't! But as I was about to give up (we've been waiting for Aoi Kurage's Hamuko game back then, so it wasn't even a project), the help came from my diligent playtester (and close friend) Hayate. She found the lines I couldn't find by simply opening the User database file in notepad, so they were really there. But where? I checked everything! Step by step, line by line we found the data that was supposed to be around of what we were looking for, and there, in a tiny string window lost among many other windows that looked the same and had a generic system name, we found it. Card description started with an empty string! No wonder I couldn't find it amongst unused pieces of database. That day was a celebration day. Then the actual interface. I was surprised by the amount of things that I thought were images but turned out to be text entries that can be edited, but there's a limit of how far this could go. The travel interface was mostly based on pictures. If you want to see what it originally looked like, you can check the DLsite page (and buy the game like a good magician). So thank you, Rainyday, for editing these pictures before this project was even a thing! So now you can enjoy this game to the fullest. I know I did. Upd: approval approved, confirmation confirmed. Download
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Hello everyone. I know I'm still pretty new to this forum despite being here for more than a few months by now I think. I've tried to post some things to really get myself in here, but now I have an Idea that I think many people would like. In this thread, I'm going to structure my fiction like an adventure game, and anyone who is interested can suggest commands for the character to take on, and whichever are the more popular ones among the other readers, I will issue that command to the character and the story will play out for a while. I will try to keep this to a more worksafe type story, but if anyone suggests something that I would allow, and it does happen to be NSFW, I'll see what I can do. The story will start with a 9-13 year old boy in a very strict boarding school, where there will be very few chances to go to the bathroom, and rules with consequences that involve missing your next break or being forbidden from the bathroom until the next morning! If enough people seem interested, I will surely begin writing. If you're interested, please reply with how old you think the boy should be: 9,10,11,12, or 13!