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yuri-quest
Yuri Quest
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yuri-quest · 2 years ago
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Next update is in the works, but in the meantime, I’m opening a short answer question.
What is our protagonist’s name?
Submit an ask or leave a comment, send a telegraph, Discord message, or use telepathy, whatever. This is open until I write a section that uses a name for our heroine, so have fun!
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yuri-quest · 2 years ago
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Excited for magic school? Darn tootin'! You could hardly sit still the entire carriage ride from your modest village to the capital city. Forests and farmland flowed by outside the window, giving you glimpses of a world beyond your sleepy life as the daughter of a sufficiently successful dry goods merchant. Perhaps some of the fields you saw are the sources of goods on your parents' shelves. The thought makes the world feel larger and smaller at the same time.
Eventually you arrived at the coach depot in the capital nearest the academy. From there, clutching your luggage in the iron grip of an overawed hick, you located the staff member who'd been tasked with wrangling the new students. A softly-glowing magic sign hovered above them while their hands were busy juggling clipboards and lists. Apparently your coach was among the last to arrive, as you didn't have to wait long before your luggage was magicked onto a baggage cart that surely had enchantments of its own to be able to fit two score trunks and bags within its confines.
The staff member led your cohort on a twenty-minute walk to the academy grounds. They were too preoccupied to speak with any of you who didn't have a crisis, so you kept your own counsel, busy goggling at the buildings that soared around you. Those'll be described when it's time to Choose Yuri Own Destination for a later day off, so cool your heels for now.
Anyway, you've arrived at the school. There's a grand auditorium where your group meets with the other new students of your year. It seems those who arrived by coach were only part of the incoming students. Some must be townies, and perhaps there are others who have come from the docks or other places.
Soon it will be time to test your magical aptitude and learn your dorm assignment. You know you have some amount of magic from the results of the basic magical screening everyone gets when they turn thirteen, but the testing equipment at your town's hall is only sophisticated enough to give a rough idea. You can't wait to learn your magical affinity!
Well, you're gonna have to. Seems there's still some time before the ceremony actually begins. Hurry up and wait and all that. You glance around to see if any of the other students are feeling as impatient as you are. A few folks catch your eye, the ones with character designs that mean they likely have custom dialogue portraits. Since you've got nothing better to do, why not go talk to one of them?
Nearby, at the center of a group of interchangeable rich-looking girls, is a regal young lady attired in fashion far finer than anything you'd before seen in person. She has immaculately-styled blond ringlets and piercing blue eyes. Just as piercing is her voice as she lets out a predictable "ohoho!" with a hand up to her mouth.
A short girl with mousy brown hair and wide brown eyes flinches at the sound. She clutches a worn school satchel like a lifeline. Its strap has been mended several times over, and the bag itself is more patchwork than original fabric, but it's clearly important since she didn't leave it with the rest of the student luggage. Her gaze darts around, looking for a safe escape from her conversation with the blonde.
You weren't the only one whose attention was caught by the oujo-sama laugh. A tall, dour girl with large glasses looks up from her book, her eyebrows narrowed in irritation. You can't see her eyes because the light strikes at just the right angle to render an obfuscating glare. The book she's holding seems to be a textbook, and it's got enough heft to it to kill a small moose. Her fingers drum against the back cover, but she doesn't seem inclined to interject all the same.
Also there are some men, but you're probably not interested in them. So? Who do you want to approach? Or do you just wanna kick back with some popcorn and see what unfolds?
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yuri-quest · 2 years ago
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Welcome to Yuri Quest
This is a brand-spankin'-new Choose Yuri Own Adventure story that will be shaped by you, The Girl Reading This. Now, you may be wondering, "How did you get in my house?" And the answer is, don't worry about it. More importantly, you want to know how our story begins. That is easy (and non-incriminating) to answer. It begins on your first day of school!
That's right, you're a school girl! The days ahead of you are full of possibility. Young love, friendships and rivalries, dreams and obstacles, all these await you in the coming days. But above all else, what are you most excited about?
A) I can't wait to be assigned to a dorm and an element at Magic Fantasy Academy!
B) I can't wait to be assigned to a dorm and a giant robot at Child Soldier Trauma Academy!
C) I can't wait to balance school with my secret magical girl identity!
D) I just want a normal school life because I am a normal everywoman Just Like You(tm).
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