sundriedworm

[sundriedworm]

✨ Update: 01 ✨

The very first thing I’d like to say is….thank you for everyone who liked and reposted! I love you all sm 😖💕

As someone who was dreaded hitting ‘post’ I am very glad I did. I’m overjoyed that so many of you are interested in this silly little idea of mine-and I do not want to disappoint! :)

The second thing I’d like to say! In the process of writing and freaking out of making the initial post, I completely forgot to add a content warning. Which for me and a lot of others is extremely important and an oversight on my part. I have added those! And if you find that you’re not completely comfortable with reading the story (which I will….eventually put out) that’s understandable! Always put your mental health first!

Third and final message! 👉 I’m currently writing the prologue, figuring out branches, choices, stats, all that good stuff! And once I’m finished with that-I’d like to share the project with just a couple of you all? For critique and thoughts?!-anyways, if your interested in being one of the few to read what I’ve got so far, please feel free to let me know!

(In the meantime-if anyone has any questions or wants to get to know the characters a bit more, my inbox is open :))

[sundriedworm]

‘A cliche story about the end of the world.’

Demo TBA

[Content warning]: This IF is intended for 18+ readers due to themes of depression, self-harm, violence, death, and potentially more as the story developes. Please read with care and take care of yourself above all!

It started with a wish…

Up above the rocky hills, the roaring oceans, deafening cities and isolated hills, a star shining in a brilliant white glow.

Growing up in the small town of Glass, you realized early on that the world tends to loop. Days blurring together, the same acts after the same acts that’d leave the years melting into one big glass of boredom. Add a dash of sugar and you get the small town experience.

Glasses of lemonade on hot days in the field, rough hands and scraped knees…

You play as a 22 year old, just released from a psych ward. Brittle and recovering just in time to go home to a father who you have a love/hate relationship with-you had hoped for a story of healing and reconnection.

That’s not the one you’re given…

You come home, leaving the safety of white walls and set schedules, leaving to face the chaos of the world-politics and disasters, and a newly discovered star that people claim is heading towards earth…a star that people claim is the first sign of the end of the world.

And for once in your long and hazy existence, do you see…feel…the evidence that times are indeed changing.

Stagnancy coming to an end…

With a bright bursting light and a taste of impossibility.

• Decide who you are; appearance, sexuality, hobbies, favorite color, star sign, and the chosen you made, that led to who you now are…

• Fall in love-or don’t, the choice is yours. Five romancable or befriendable characters.

• Create bonds that last (for whatever amount of time is left) whether that means friendships or animal friends, or yourself-that’s up to you…

•Deal with your grief in a multitude of ways; Bad humor, anger, or maybe just shrivel up into a ball and stay there.

• Learn to live again, and learn to love it

• Watch the world change

• Watch it crash…

• Watch it burn…

• And watch it end.

Sydney Moore; The Bleeding Heart.

Sydney was never one to make big plans, most of her life she hopped along, dragging all hopes and dreams with her. So it was no surprise that when her grandad called, she dropped everything in the city to move back to Glass. Caught up in the middle of the end, watching buildings crumble and humans turn to despair, Sydney grips the edges and holds them together, even if it threatens to be her undoing.

Diego Montoya; The Sunflower.

Diego hates Glass, in fact it’s the last place on earth he’d like to be. Not that he’d ever tell his father that, his dad’s pride is his own, and he is well aware that the farm he grew up on is like his father’s second child. Diego dreams of escape, but his roots keep him held down, and Diego is more than ready to face the burn of the sun-if it means keeping his dad happy. The event of the star bursting sends hope radiating through him, for once in his life he stares at the sun, his eyes shining just as bright…

Isaiah Locke: The Camellia

Isaiah bows his head every night, clenching fingers together, praying for forgiveness. For what? Perhaps just for being alive…because despite the polite exterior, the purity of clean clothes and a pearly white smile, Isaiah carries a darkness that the lord can’t merely ‘fix’. As his parents pride and joy, a miracle created by God’s hands himself, Isaiah has a certain standard, and he’s yet to see himself or any other meet it…When things grow messy, despair runs rampant, Isaiah feels himself being torn between reveling in it and searching for his savior..

Abigail Fox: The Forget-Me-Not.

Abigail never mastered the gesture of false smiles, her own always too sharp, too fake-even with pretty red lips. The drawl of sweet honey sounding more trapping than kind and hands that always were a bit too sharp. Being the image of perfection is no simple thing, and morality isn’t either-if given the chance, Abbey would let the world burn if it meant tasting the brief taste of freedom and recognization. Lost in a world no longer centered around her, she’s stumbling with the weight of responsibility, not even her bright eyes can guide her now…

???: The Ghost Pipe

To be at home, is the greatest wish…

I am not a professional writer! I’m often stumped on punctuation, I try to hard to be poetical (didn’t do too well in English class either). I’m writing this purely because I have far too many thoughts and far too much time on my hands.

(Also…I struggle with coding-so getting the demo out will not be easy 💀.)

I hope at least some of you are interested in what you see. If you could offer any (gentle) critique, I’d welcome it with open arms.

Thank you in advance <3