#I am going to attempt? to code the game in renpy

[dialalagirl]

Lunar Bloom- Vampire Ending (a fanmade DL Subaru Route)

[SCENE: MEMORYSCAPE-DUSK. ST. THEA’S GARDEN, YEARS AGO]

[Blackness. Then: the sound of shallow, erratic breathing. Childlike.]

______The sky curled like coarse wool, 

The roses white as old hair. 

I pulled one up by its roots, 

Was scolded by the thorny leaves, 

And whispered sorry before I bled.

[A small Lu, barefoot and dirt-streaked, kneels at an overgrown hedge. She tugs petals from a white rose. A thorn catches her thumb.]

______I sensed him before I saw him: 

A boy with fists like stone 

And eyes too hollow for dusk.

[Behind the hedge, a pale boy curls into himself. A bruise shadows one eye. Subaru, years younger, half-buried in roots and dirt.]

Lu (past)- Hello,

Subaru (past)- [*rough, raw*] Go away. Find another thing to rip apart.

______I hummed like the garden, 

Pulled on his wrist. 

I said I wanted to know 

Why roses had learned to speak.

Lu (past)- [*grinning*] You’re hiding in dirt. 

Lu (past)- Why? Do you grow here too?

Subaru (past)- [*low, bitter*] Idiot. I’m filthy. Don’t touch me.

______I laughed. 

Didn’t understand, 

Rubbed dirt from his forehead with my thumb. 

I said, there. Clean.

Lu (past)- Then I’ll make you not filthy. 

Lu (past)- See? There.

[She gently touches his forehead. Her thumb leaves a streak of clean skin over grime. He looks stunned.]

______His free hand rubbed the shine

Away from his cheeks.

He reminded himself more than me

To stop, he’s dirty,

But didn’t shy away from my curious fingers

Or my words that he isn’t filthy to me.

[The light of the garden dims. The boy doesn’t vanish. He just breathes.]

[SCENE TRANSITION: PRESENT-???]

[Black stone. Wet iron. A rusted crucifix inverted on the wall. Lu is chained at the wrists. Her skin blooms with phantom bruises. Every breath rattles like a prayer denied.]

[Hallucinations gather like rot in the corners: Sister Agatha’s voice. Her father’s boots. Lashes that no longer fall but still cut.]

Lu- [*barely conscious*] I’m not yours…

Lu- I’m not… I’m not hers. I’m Subaru’s. 

Lu- He’s the only thing I never surrendered. Not to you. Not to her.

[A shadow drapes the chamber: her father’s memory, soaked in vestments, rosary wound tight around his fist.]

Akihiro Nohikari- [*mocking *] You still dream of that vampire?

Akihiro Nohikari- That thing made of ash and hunger? A curse you mistook for salvation?

Lu- You can’t reach him. He’s mine.

Akihiro Nohikari- Then I’ll scour him from your soul.

[He raises the whip, strikes.]

[He raises the whip. Strikes. Again. Again. Lu doesn't flinch. Her body stays, but she’s already gone—retreating inward. To the garden. To blood-slick hands cradling her like absolution.]

Lu-  [*murmuring *] Subaru… Subaru…

[A pulse—then the door is torn from its hinges. Cold air screams through the dark. Subaru stands in the threshold: white like snow, coat drenched crimson. Rage carves his face in silver and shadow.]

Subaru- [*snarling *] Get your fucking hands off her.

Akihiro Nohikari- [*voice warped, rotted with sanctimony*] She’s mine, vampire. She was given to the Church.

Subaru- [*low, deadly *] Then I’ll return her to hell—without you.

[They clash. Steel and nightmare. Her father contorts—part priest, part beast, part every scar she buried beneath her ribs. Subaru moves like retribution—each strike an answer to a prayer never heard. 

[Final blow: the stake pierces through. Salt and black vapor scatter like spent guilt.]

[Lu breathes. Once. Shallow. Then coughs—blood. His blood.]

Lu- [*whispers *] You… really came…

[He breaks her chains. She collapses into him. He holds her like something sacred—and dying..]

Lu- You’re not real. You wouldn’t—

[His voice is quieter than rage.]

Subaru- You think this place scares me more than losing you?

Lu- [*shaking*] Don’t. Please. You’re just... a thought. Guilt in my mouth.

Lu- [*whispers*] I couldn’t bring you with me. Not here.

Lu- I’d rather vanish alone than let you rot because of me.

[Subaru’s jaw tightens. His silence is a scream with teeth.]

Subaru- You don’t get to choose that anymore. Not when it’s me.

[The walls frost over. Not from magic—memory. The way his rage makes rooms freeze.]

Subaru- You said I saw you.

Subaru- So why am I just another thing you think you have to protect from yourself?

Lu- [*tears forming*] I didn’t mean it like that—

Subaru- Then why the fuck do I keep finding you like this?

[His hand hovers, trembling. Torn between anger and tenderness.]

Subaru- Look at me. I’m here. I always fucking come when it’s you.

[She sobs. He finally reaches—touches her cheek. Thumb wipes blood from beneath her eye like a broken blessing.]

Subaru- If you die, I’ll follow. 

Subaru- But I won’t forgive you.

Lu- I know. 

Lu- I wouldn’t either.

[Their eyes lock. Her vision swims. But he’s still there—anchor, weight, vow.]

Subaru- Get up, Lu. 

Subaru- You’re not done hurting me yet.

[MONTAGE – SEASONS TURN – TIME BREAKS.]

[Memories flicker like burnt film. The world stutters: tick—tick—tick.]

________[1-Devotions in the Mirror]: 

[Lu sits before a broken mirror. A line of silver cracks splits her reflection in two. Subaru stands behind her. A comb in one hand. His other rests—hesitates—on her shoulder.]

[He begins to brush. Careful. Too careful. The motion awkward in his large, calloused hands.]

[Her hair catches. She flinches.]

[He stops. Tense. Doesn’t apologize. Doesn’t speak.]

Lu- [*softly, without looking at him*] It’s not you.

Lu- [*voice thinner now *] He used to pull it when I cried. Said vanity breeds sin.

[Subaru’s grip tightens on the comb. Not her. The comb. His eyes don’t leave the mirror, but his jaw clenches like it’s chewing through memory.]

Subaru- [*quietly*] Then why let me touch it?

Lu- Because you don’t punish softness.

[A long silence. Her eyes meet his in the broken glass—shards catching slivers of them both. Two halves trying to line up.]

[She gives a small nod. Permission.]

[He brushes again. Slower. As if each strand is apology. She winces once more but doesn’t pull away this time.]

Lu- [*barely above a breath*] He said I’d never belong to anyone but the Church.

Lu- That my body was a lock, and only God held the key.

[Subaru exhales—short, sharp, nearly a growl. But he doesn’t interrupt. Doesn’t offer comfort. He just keeps combing, like he’s untangling more than hair.]

Subaru- [*after a pause*] He was wrong.

Lu- I know. But some locks remember the shape of old keys.

[A soft sound from him—pain or agreement or both. The comb slips free of a final knot. Her hair falls smooth, shining like dusk against his fingers.]

________[2-Litany of Hunger]: 

[The bed creaks. Subaru leans back against the headboard, boots still on, coat shrugged halfway down his shoulders. The room is dim, cold. Still.]

[Lu straddles him, trembling. Her hands clutch his shirt like it might vanish. She stares at his throat like it’s a sin.]

Lu- [*voice hollow *] I can’t.

Subaru- [*flatly*] You can.

[She flinches.]

Lu- You don’t know what it’ll do to you.

Subaru- [*dark snort*] I’m not human. I don’t break that easy.

Lu- [*shakes head*] That’s not what I mean. It’s not… pain I’m scared of.

[She shifts in his lap. Heat coils in her stomach—fear, craving, shame. Not desire. Not exactly. But close enough to burn.]

Lu- [This isn’t how it’s supposed to feel.]

Lu- [Not reverent. Not holy.]

Lu- [Just skin and heat and breath. I want him. I want to be inside him. I want to be seen.]

Lu- [That’s worse than thirst.]

Lu- I was made to rot everything I touch.

Lu- He said it with the whip in his hand. That the mouth was a weapon. That thirst made me filthy.

Lu- That anything I touched would spoil.

Lu- Even God. Even love.

Lu- I don’t want to leave pieces of me inside you.

[Subaru finally looks at her—sharp, cold, unreadable.]

[He drags his collar down. Exposes his throat. The pulse there is slow. Unbothered.]

Subaru- It’s already too late for that.

[Her fangs throb. She turns away, ashamed.]

Subaru- You think I wouldn’t survive a little more of your bullshit?

Lu- That’s not what this is.

Subaru- [*low*] Then bite.

[She inches closer. The air pulls tight between them.]

Lu- [This is the part where I ruin him. This is where the stain spreads.]

Lu- [He should push me off. Lock the door. Burn me out.]

Lu- [Instead, he just watches—like he wants me to do it.]

Subaru- [*rough, almost bored*] What are you waiting for?

Lu- [*barely audible *] Permission.

[Something flickers in his expression. Not surprise. Something darker.]

Subaru- Then take it.

[She leans in. Her hands tremble where they press against his chest.]

Lu- [He doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t pull away.]

Lu- [He lets me be awful. He lets me be hungry.]

[Her lips brush skin. Then—fangs, slow and gentle. Like an apology that’s already too late.]

[Subaru’s hand curls, gripping the sheet. Her eyes flutter shut.]

Lu- [He tastes like the opposite of church—no incense, no guilt.]

Lu- [Just iron. Heat. Want.]

Subaru- [*gritted*] Tch. You’re too careful.

[She bites deeper. He groans—low, unguarded. Half-pain. Half… something else.]

[When she pulls back, blood stains her mouth. She looks wrecked.]

Lu- [*whispers*] I’m sorry.

Subaru- [*exhale, sharp*] Tch. Don’t.

[She blinks at him. He wipes her mouth with his thumb, rough but steady.]

Subaru- I said take. Not beg.

[His voice is raw. His breathing’s uneven. She breathes. Still trembling in his lap.]

Lu- [*whispers*] You liked it?

Subaru- [*shrugs, blunt*] So?

[His eyes drift—to her lips, her breath, the wound she left.]

Subaru- I like when you need me

[She stares at him. Breathless. Her forehead sinks to his shoulder, hands curled at his chest. Shaking. He lets her.]

________[3-Salt the Wound]

[Blankets snarled. The fan drones. Moonlight lays a sharp square on the floor.]

[She jerks.]

[First, it's small—fingers curling, breath skipping. Then—] 

[A scream, flayed and guttural. Her body bows like something nailed down.] 

[Subaru catches her before her skull cracks the headboard.] 

[His hand clamps her wrists. The other pins her sternum like a stake.]

Lu- [*asleep, choked*] Stop—please—I said no—

[Her knees jackknife to her chest. One heel thuds against the mattress.] 

[She’s already clawing at her arms when he seizes her wrists again.] 

Subaru- Lu.

[She doesn’t hear him. Her head twists, teeth gnashing at her own shoulder.]

Lu- [*gasping*] Not my fault not my fault not my—

[Her nails rake his coat. Tear skin. Blood wells. He doesn’t pull away.] 

[She thrashes. Legs flailing. Shirt twisted to her ribs.]

[He doesn’t speak, just holds her. Not tender. Not cruel. Unmoving.] 

[She chokes on air. Eyes clenched shut.]

Lu- He said I was made for this—said I took it too well—

[Subaru’s jaw clicks. A pulse in his temple.] 

[Her voice slurs, breaks.] 

Lu- Even God stopped watching.

[Silence. She shakes. He leans close, breath touching her ear.]

Subaru- Wake up.

[She flinches hard. Her eyes snap open. Sweat-soaked. Chest heaving.]

[His grip still clamps her wrists. She stares. Doesn’t speak. Doesn’t move.]

[Then he lets go—one wrist only. Keeps the other. She looks down. Red marks bloom like bindings.] 

Lu- [Still too easy to bruise. Still too easy to break.]

[No tears. Just breath. Thin as thread.]

Lu- You should hate me.

[His voice is low. Bare.]

Subaru- I don’t.

Lu- You should’ve let me stay gone.

[Now he looks at her. Fully.]

Subaru- I didn’t want to.

[She exhales. It snags. She leans in. Forehead to his collarbone.] 

[He doesn’t move. His hand finds her back. Still.]

Lu- [He doesn’t tell me it’s okay.]

Lu- [He doesn’t lie. He just stays.]

[She closes her eyes.]

Lu- [That’s worse. Worse than rage. Worse than mercy.]

Lu- [Because I want him to go. Just to prove I deserve it.]

[His breath stirs her hair.]

Subaru- You don’t get to run.

[She pulls back. Just enough to see his face. Still. But something glints in his eyes.]

Subaru- You’re mine.

Subaru- You don't get to vanish on me again.

[She swallows. Nods. Still shaking.] 

[He pulls her in. This time, she lets him.] 

[Outside, the wind turns. Inside, neither of them sleeps.]

________[4-Grave Mercy]: 

[A coffin. Dust-filmed. Half-shut.]

[Inside—he’s curled tight. Breath shallow. Hands fisted like he’s bracing for a blow.]

[She finds him like that. Silent. Still. As if buried.]

[She doesn’t knock. She climbs in.]

[The wood creaks. The dark closes like a lid.]

[His eyes snap open—red, wild. One hand jerks upward, fangs bared—]

Subaru- [*low*] Don’t—

[Then he sees her. His breath breaks once. Harsh. He turns his face to the wall.]

Subaru- Get out.

[She doesn’t.]

[The space is tight. Pressed with dust, silence, heatless breath. She doesn’t touch him.]

Lu- You held me when I was breaking.

Lu- Let me hold you.

[He exhales—sharp, unwilling. Like it hurts.]

[She reaches for his hand. He lets her. Doesn’t look.]

Lu- [*soft*] You said I wasn’t filth.

Lu- Neither are you.

[He stiffens. Then—goes quiet in the way a wound does. She doesn’t take it back.]

[She shifts. Turns him. Careful. Slow.]

[Only then does he meet her eyes. Not fury. Not shame. Just raw, unguarded hesitation.]

[She leans in. Presses her mouth to his jaw. Then to his lips. Not demanding. Not coaxing. Just… waiting.]

[He doesn’t kiss back. But he doesn’t stop her.] 

[Her hand slips into his. She brings it to her ribs. Lets him feel the steady rhythm of her body. The chill beneath.]

Lu- [*barely audible*] If I trust you… don’t run.

[She guides his hand lower. Not fast. Not coy.]

Subaru- You don’t have to—

Lu- I want to.

[She kisses him once more. Deeper. Slower. And when she gives herself to him—fully, willingly—]

[He takes her like a man crawling out of a grave. Not with hunger. But reverence. Guilt. Need.]

[As if afraid she’ll vanish mid-breath.]

[She doesn’t.]

________[5-The Stillness After]:

[The sky bleeds pale gray. Dawn seeps through the cracked window. Lu stands facing the light, breath misting the glass. Behind her, Subaru leans in the doorway, arms folded tight—like he’s bracing for something. Watching. Waiting.]

Lu- …I wasn’t trying to be noble. I just didn’t want you to see me like that… the girl in the cell.

Subaru- I did. And I still came.

[Her hands clench, then loosen.]

Lu- So… what now?

Subaru- Now you live with it. 

Subaru- With me.

[Her gaze drops to the floor.]

Lu- Why would you stay?

[He steps forward, voice quieter.]

Subaru- [*quiet, arms folding *] Because I remember the first time you touched me. In the garden.

Subaru- You didn’t hesitate. I was filthy, half-broken, and you just… said, “There. Clean.”

[Subaru’s jaw tightens—maybe a ghost of a smile.]

Subaru- You looked at me like I was worth saving.

Lu- And now I’m the one rotting.

[He steps closer, voice low, steady.]

Subaru- Then I’ll rot with you.

Lu- That’s not romantic.

Subaru- I’m not trying to be. 

[She finally meets his eyes, tired but steady.]

Lu- You still see the girl who pulled you from the hedge.

Subaru- No. I see the one who stayed after.

[Then—he reaches. Thumb brushes her cheek. She doesn’t pull away.]

Subaru- [*awkward, almost mumbling*] I love you.

Lu- [*jolted *] You don’t have to—

[Her heart pounds. She wants to run. To argue. But—]

Subaru- I’ll say it tomorrow. And again. 

Subaru- Until you believe it.

[Silence between them. She closes her eyes, exhales—a soft release.]

[Outside, dawn climbs slowly, relentless.]

__________I wasn’t saved. 

I was found—

In dirt, 

A garden left to rot.

He saw me—

Not broken beyond worth,

Just barely breathing.

And I saw him—

Scarred, silent,

A prayer lost in shadow.

He didn’t come to salvage me—

he came to stay.

So I stay with him,

Because I love him—

Rooted,

Lain together in ruined earth.

[ENDING: “ASHES IN EDEN” UNLOCKED]

[You have completed the MASOCHISTIC ROUTE.]

[POST-CREDIT SCENE — UNKNOWN TIME/LOCATION]

[An hourglass stands still. Black sand suspended mid-fall.]

Karlheinz- Love.

[He fingers the glass, watching the unmoving grains.

[A mirror reveals Lu and Subaru—entwined in sleep, limbs like tangled roots, thorns on the same rose.]

Karlheinz- Curious, isn’t it? Even ruin learns to cling.

[He closes a book bound in crimson leather. A sigil glows, then fades.]

Karlheinz- The girl lived. The vampire softened. 

Karlheinz- And I… claimed the wager.

[He blows out a single candle. Darkness answers.]

[pesterquestrewritten]

Sorry if this is an inappropriate question to ask, but why do you want to rewrite pesterquest? Was there anything wrong with its original version, or are you just doing this for fun?

brain is a Lil Loopy rn so please excuse if this answer is semi incoherent - recovering from ankle surgery rn.

im gonna try to not harp on the original pesterquest as a project/talk about my percieved issues with it. from what I understand about the work environment where it was developed, it was hell -- poor communication, tiny budgets, little overall direction. plus every artist/writer involved was likely busy with other things at the same time (for example finishing the development of Hiveswap Act 2). they had so much going against them, and... it sorts shows in the final work, which isn't their fault. the original PQ team was passionate and cared and like. the absolutely last thing i want to do is disrespect them.

(generally also stating for the record that calling the original PQ "trash" or "replaced" is like. not good vibes. please don't do this if you're trying to enjoy PQR -- the last thing the original postcanon team needs is more harassment.)

anyway.

pqr is fanfiction, fundamentally.

i started making pqr because in september i was sick with covid, i wanted to learn renpy, and i wanted to study homestuck more. i wanted to figure out what made PQ tick, literally, figuratively, all of the above.

plus i really wanted to write a different story arc for mspar.

i also really love the side characters in Homestuck, and wish they all got more time to shine. the pqr prologue including a set of Spades Slick sprites just for a brief encounter i think helps establish what i want to do with the like. raw potential of the premise of a Homestuck visual novel.

damara is the other big thing -- i've wanted to make a story with her in it work for ages. (if anyone remembers the old MEGIDO hades mod, that was my first big public attempt. she was gonna be the protagonist, breaking out of scratch's mansion. turns out coding in renpy is WAY easier LMAO)

like. the plan wasn't even initially to have the prologue be a full damara route? i just let the writing take me where it wanted to take me. it's been deeply fun and cathartic.

the prologue's "bad end" has some incredibly intimate themes of like. inevitability, and worrying you've let everyone you love down, and i showed it to a college friend who i hadn't spoken to for ages and she set a screenshot from it as her background.

like. to me. that's pqr. that's why i make it.

pqr is the laundry room ending of rose's route, a deeply personal look into my own fears and anxieties as an author reflected back through this girl's circumstances. pqr is also the retcon ending of rose's route, a wildly stupid and indulgent romp through my own past fanfiction for a silly gag that people seemed to really love.

pqr is about dave and myself looking for a place to stay simultaneously -- pqr is about jade leaving prospit, and how i was adding to that part of the game in real-time as i dropped out of college, changing both of our destinies to something unexpected but hopefully better, at the same time.

pqr is also a silly extended sleepover scene. it's just fun to see them interact.

pqr is an excuse to turn over corners of homestuck and see if we can't peek behind them. what was it like for roxy, to think she lost joey and then find rose's meteor barely a year later? of course she'd think it's impossible for her to succeed as a mother. pqr is about finding empathy for yourself for your own mistakes, reflected back at you through homestuck characters.

because really, isn't that what we're all here for?

pqr is me coming back to my last long-abandoned attempt at an act 5 rewrite. pqr is an excuse to watch my girlfriend grow in confidence and style as she makes all the endcards and incidental art (except for joey route pt 2, but THAT was an excuse to work with a NEW friend!!!!!!!)

pqr is a friendship simulator that i am winning by having an incredibly supportive and collaborative group of friends in the dev thread who are cheering me on with every segment of text i post, friends who will hop in vc to check out the newest segment. friends like @dare0451 who literally yesterday rendered out some new audio to upgrade the June route to be even more fucking amazing and terrifying than it already was, AND DARE HASN'T EVEN PLAYED IT????? IT'S LITERALLY JUST. IT'S FRIENDSHIP MAN. PQR IS FRIENDSHIP

what the hell was this question again.

oh right.

yeah it's been fun basically. that's why i do it lol

[maiemorrae]

Luctine VN Progress: WIP Backgrounds

Hello all! I wanted to share the progress I've been making on this visual novel project. I've been doing various bits and pieces of this project over the last week or so.

I've...

Begun putting in some audio

Fine tuning some sound effects

Been working in the code to implement the new script

Tried my had at some backgrounds

Audio implementation has been fun, figuring out what vibe of music I want to use was cool. I've found something that I like for now so it's feeling more and more like an actual thing and not just a text box. Sound effects is a different ball park. It was very funny at one point I was sitting for about half an hour just listening to different rain sounds only in the end to decide it wasn't needed for now. Opening up and messing with the sounds in Audition was fun, I haven't used the program too much but I look forward to tinkering more with it as I figure out audio stuff.

I've also started attempting to make some background art to use for the game. Or at least temporarily so that I can stop staring into the renpy void of grey XD. Now I am not a background artist but I do really like how these are looking so far, especially when combined with the character art I've done so far.

The MC is arriving at Postlow via train so here's a little train car interior as they go by the coast.

Here's another version as a somewhat heavy rain sets in.

Lastly I have a background for Postlow's busy station.

Having the backgrounds and audio in, even if it's not great, is really making this so fun to test and work on. It really feels like I'm making decent progress on this.

For a little bonus here are some images of what this can look like with the character art I did before. I really love how colorful they look together.

I think the next thing I'll fitz with art wize is the text box. It's looking a bit boring now with other art assets in. I'll probably keep it dark like the default but just make it a bit more... Luctiney.

[mxtcha-tea]

Where I've been and where I am now

Alright, please read the pinned post first. That's more important than this.

WARNING; IMPLICATIONS OF SUICIDE

Anyways, hi

Oh gosh, it's been such a long time since I've step foot in here. It's unbelievable that this was here since 2021. But anyway,,,

Hi, I go by citrus now! Not an exciting or groundbreaking name. I decided to change my name, yet again, and just went with citrus. I think its sounds nice? Idk

Alright, back to what I wanted to talk now. So, after this post I sorta got back to reality?? I mean, since I spend most of my time in tumblr back in uh, 2020 to 2021, it kinda became a little place for me to stay in the internet.

But after my leave, I didn't have anything else to hold onto other than trying to keep my grades alive because believe it or not, my grades plummeted after that!! How sweet!!

While the internet has been one of my worst addiction, it was still a place that I'm (fairly) comfortable to be in since I could talk about my interests whenever I want(believe it or not, I have no one to talk to at school, wow, shocker)

And that's where the storm started, I was thinking of not-so-friendly thoughts and attempted, yknow, forever sleeping. I was lost and I was too scared to tell anyone about it.

It went from me thinking of that, and then denying and then telling myself that I only think that way to make myself be pitied and then forget about it and the cycle continues.

That's until around, maybe August 2022, I started to think straight again and tried (emphasis on tried) to make myself better again. There's time it works and didn't but slowly as October came in, I started to feel better.

I still think about forever sleeping but very rarely. And now that my mind is (slightly more) okay now, I wanted to get back here and apologize for my past behavior and for leaving everyone in the dark.

Alright enough about the depressing stuff, I wanna talk about how I am now. Well, I'm good now! Maybe still a little lazy like I was before but nonetheless, I am a-okay

I managed to socialize a bit at school and got myself a friend that I'm more close to than others (technically best friends, but they still don't know a lot about me like how I don't know a lot about them, so there's still a little gap there)

(And if anyone cared enough to know) my main interest as of now is Twisted Wonderland. After the English translation was announced, I went ham and eating up content about twst like it was my last meal.

Anyways, here are more infos that are more than less interesting;

I got myself in reading more literature, whether it's in English or malay tbh

I also got interested in coding and believe it or not, I'm kinda trying to make a game using renpy

I still write and draw thankfully

....i got myself some cat headphones

I have an exam later in uh, I think January so I've been trying to get myself motivated to at least study

And that's about it. And to conclude it all with a question, actually 2 questions

What are you gonna do with this account now?

Well unlike my old account that I deactivated, I'll keep this one up for obvious reasons

Do you have another account on tumblr? (and maybe accounts on other platforms?)

I do have set a new account on tumblr for my twisted wonderland interest. But i'm still trying to fix the theme and clearing my drafts over there so I won't tell the @ for now

And yeah, I do have other accounts on other platforms (but that's a story for another time)

Thank you for reading this all the way through and have a nice day!

[tuffmallowinteractive]

Tuff News

10/13/20

This week is going to be a doosy for me. I'm not sure how much development I can pack in with everything that will be going on. So essentially it will be the quiet week. I've just been doing maintenance things, such as set the game's chapters up in the game's code for TCD. Renpy and I are back to spending time with one another... (Sob noises in the distance)

With the Lets Play with sneak peek included around the corner, I'm just making sure the i's are dotted and the t's crossed. XD

For Sunset Sunrise, I am doing more reading than anything else these days. I've been attempting to get myself acquainted with Naninovel, as I have been very intetested in more flexibility with this game and the direction I want to take it.

Not a lot of exciting things going on- but here's something cool:

The sleepy town of Shoreville celebrates the fall season with a local Oktoberfest. The locals really get into the feastive spirit with it. So I'm looking for a way to share some fun doings to show off the Shoreville town spirit! Who knows what I'll come up with! (Just know Demetri has already put in his bid)

I'll keep you guys in the loop!

AlwaysJmB~