I like writing. But also I have ideas. I also want people to read my ideas and writing. You aren't dumb, you read the giant text. My shtuffs come straight from the mind with (almost) no thought by the way. All of these concepts and such are free to use.
1/23/25
You find a wounded man in the wintery snow of December. His back has been pierced with a poisoned stake, paralyzing him and poisoning him. You see chunks of his flesh strewn about in the snow, like footprints until he fell here. It's amazing how he was walking when his spine was broken. Though, technology is a strange thing. You look down at him, and he looks sadly at you. He shakes his head, but you know what must be done to traitors who try to abandon the camp. There was simply too much information you could get from a simple bar conversation. Now that you've found him, your teeth clench as you raise your foot to finish the job to silence the man in the snow.
1/20/25
Imagine a game but the entire game is a cutscene while cinematic borders close in on you and your goal is to keep the borders away from your character to stop them from getting crushed.
1/15/25
Juliet sat on the edge of the balcony, staring at the night sky. There wasn't much, given the light pollution, so it wasn't very nice. She began to think to herself. It had been 2 months since she moved into a new house, though boxes still laid around her room. "Another cup, Juliet?" A servant broke her train of thought and walked in with a freshly brewed teapot fill with...well, tea. Juliet didn't respond, instead walking past the servant and going to sleep.