You’ve known it’s been coming for months, ever since Greg and Maya announced their engagement you knew this was on the horizon, but now that it’s here and you are holding the beautiful, expensive, nauseating invitation in your own two hands you can’t help but feel a pit in your stomach.

How anyone let it get to this point you don’t know, but enough is enough. After rooting for the two to break up for years, it’s time to finally take matters into your own hands and stop this before they make what is clearly the worst decision of their lives.

So, despite your intentions, you RSVP and get ready for what is a do-or-die weekend at Greg’s aunt and uncle’s gorgeous vineyard. And, it seems, that you are not the only one that feels this way.

As you join forces with other wedding attendees, one thing is for certain - you object to this union, and no one will be walking down the aisle on your watch.

strangers awaken on the sand, soaked and disoriented. but none of them remembers how they got here—or even where they came from

The island is lush yet unsettling: strange carvings in the trees, abandoned shelters, and the constant feeling of being watched. Each survivor carries fragments of memory, but the pieces don’t fit together. Were they passengers? Were they chosen? Or is something else at play?

Together, they must uncover the truth of their arrival while struggling to survive the island’s dangers. But trust is fragile—when you don’t know who you are, how can you know who to believe?

The prophecy states “One entity of any kind shall be here throughout announced as one of the most powerfullest beings there is, and will come forth and end in the League of champions society, where they shall battle and fight the dark that dreads with treason coming to destroy us”

Well hello, student.
I didn’t think you’d show up but glad that you did.
WELCOME!…toooooo
“Kuro’s academy for the enchanted”
We have all sorts of gadgets and giggles and lots of squiggles too….wait what’s my line?
oh right, this school has excepted you my dear student as a lucky enroller here and you shall study magic, and other things.
This school thinks you have what it takes to become the person for the prophecy…well at least one of you.
You can date, fight and battle, recover rivalry, and blah, blah…whatever that says, OH, fight some cool dark entities and show your awesome and gain stars to be the highest ranked or powerfullest student by the end of the year.
To be the highest ranked student by the end of the year, you must gain what we call “Stellar stars”
You have to gain about 50 or 25 each semester I guess it depends.
To be the most powerfullest student at the end of the year…..just build your power!
To date….I’m not reading that! HA HA HA
To uncover secrets about the school……I’m not reading that either.
But anywho student lets get a dialogue or something going right.!

You end up coming to the school anyway. Your directly outside it’s gate but you can’t see anything. There are all kinds of others that have already gotten in, you can’t tell what they look like though, how odd. “It’s quite cold for catch, isn’t it.” You jump at the sound theres more people behind you. “Oh, sorry hello.” You are all dressed in formal attire and well..cloaks so you can’t really see what you all look like. “Do any of you per chance on how to get in the gates.” Someone responds from the back. “A key shouid do the trick, I mate?” Someone else responds too. “Or it could be some secret passageway.” Well whatever it is you need to hurry bec- Honk!*
“Everyone please report to the main hall this morning where everything you need to know and other information will be given to you, alright have a wonderful time student, and, Those who don’t believe, will never succeed and remember.”
“To be enchanted is to be comfortable with the fact that not everything can be explained; to tolerate, even welcome, the presence of mystery.”

you may not believe in magic, or such things as even yourself, except I believe, I believe in everything including you, dear student, i’d say you have a lot to get through to you stranger, but whatever you choose, whatever outcome there might be, we are all here, watching you as you thrive in that outcome- The Society of the League of Champions

five samurais with neural implants.
one play company who went broke after discovering the secret to time travel..
one unreliable, omnipresent narrator who types in lowercase.
This is the world of Places!!
Running at the same time as Jesus Christ (if that works out, which it probably won’t…), it’s a story about a play company who time travels into the future to recruit cybersamurais for their terrible plays, all told by a bad narrator.

Charlie Hadsburough retired, unexpectedly, from being an actor with a billion dollars to spend. Living alone in his house, he quickly became bored. He needed some action again; something fun. And after watching a horror movie, he had his perfect idea:

A house of people’s greatest fears. But it would only be action if people went in.

He never thought people would actually sign up for his experiment. He listed it as a group therapy session for your worst fears, and didn’t expect anyone to sign up since there were so many of those already.

But people did.

Not many; only five. But someone was actually brave enough to sign up for it. Charlie quickly contacted all of them asking for their greatest fear for the session. And once he had them, he began to construct. Planning and building went on for months until he had his perfect playing field.

The participants were contacted within minutes of the building being finished that their session would start the next week, and to bring an overnight bag because they would be staying a couple days for bonding purposes. And they would surely bond. Charlie grinned with madness. There would finally be some excitement in his life again. Threats, fear, death. It would be so exhilarating.

With one final text, he hammered the nail in the coffin for them all.

Your fear is your fate. Escape it.

Welcome to the Bi-Weekly Writing Challenge!

This is a rotating narrator game where there’s a new writing prompt every two weeks, given by a new narrator. Come practice your writing skills or expand upon existing characters and plot!

This game is going to be very free form. There will not be a plot to the game as a whole.

Genre can range from horror to fantasy to romance! Beginner-friendly!

Created by Sofos_Nera

The world as we knew it is no more…

Natural order no longer safeguards the balance of an unrecognizable Mother Gaia.

The Sapiens of Invention spread across her surface like a cancerous blight.

Although our kind was first born, no longer dare we tread the fertile grounds we once hunted freely, now barred to us by massive constructs of iron and stone.

…It seems even Father Mountain succumbs to their insatiable whims…

And so we are forced to gather here, in these few fruitless lands left for us, fighting each other over scraps whilst awaiting our bloody ends upon the pointed sticks of the next greedy pack of feeble hunters.

Is this really all that is left for us?..

Primeval Roar is a classic fantasy RPG from the perspective of the monsters. Become a beast from myth/legend, your favorite fandom, or an original creation and take the fight to humans, dwarves, elves, orcs, and the like!

This story will have emphasis on gaming aspects through the use of unique assets:
[Dominance] cards will be doled out after meeting certain criteria or exceptional role-playing, then totaled up at the end of the story to see just who sits at the top of the food chain!
[Extinction] cards will also be dispensed for certain criterias or if a Player goes 1 week without posting. 3 Extinction cards and your character will be retired.

Hardcore pacing but only because Storium “normal” seems to be 2 or 3 moves a month. Due to the unique mechanics, all players are welcome, although serious candidates should post at least 2-3 times a week.

It’s 2016, Thanksgiving, you and your cousins are sitting awkwardly in the game room, when one of you suddenly pipes up.

“Remember Great Uncle Will’s letters?”

Of course you do, it’s like the one interesting thing in your family’s history. A collection of love letters between William and a famous singer, Lady Luck, who went on to marry a famous actor instead of him, and died tragically and mysteriously.

Great Uncle Will had passed before some of the younger cousins were even born, but those who remembered know that he’d always been convinced it was the actor who’d dealt his darling’s unfortunate fate.

“Well,” the cousin continues, “I had an assignment to write a letter to a figure from the past, so I wrote one to Lucky telling her not to marry that guy and…I think she answered.”

The barrier of shyness is broken and exchanged with teasing remarks and ripples of laughter. The letter written and the chest of older ones are brought as proof.

To settle the case, you all resolve to write another one. When you open the chest, lo and behold, there sits Lady Luck’s letter, addressed not to Great Uncle Will, but you.

Continue your correspondence with her and attempt to save her from her fate. Question the parents and discover family secrets that had long been untold. One thing, at least, is already clear: this will be the most interesting Thanksgiving dinner yet.

In a realm where myths collide and chaos reigns supreme, the gods are tired of being stuck in their own pantheons. Thor, in a fit of boredom, accidentally smashes Yggdrasil’s roots with Mjölnir, creating a cosmic bridge that blends the realms of Asgard, Olympus, and beyond. Now, Zeus is challenging Thor to a lightning-off, Hades is bartering with Loki for some “chaos tips,” and Ares is arm-wrestling Freya over who gets to claim the title of “Best Badass.”

But the balance of power has been shattered, and monstrous forces from the underworlds are slipping through the cracks. It’s up to you to choose your hero (or misfit) from the pantheon of gods, demigods, and mortals, then forge alliances, cause some divine-level havoc, and maybe—just maybe—save existence from imploding in a blaze of hilarious, mythological madness.

The fate of the cosmos? It’s in your chaotic hands.

This one is for the writers, encouraging longer form moves from your creativity. Be a remix version of a classic hero.

Let me preface by saying that this might turn out to be more of an experiment than a game, so if you have any expectations I now invite you to kindly defenestrate them before proceeding.

I will elaborate more on the experimental aspects after the premise blurb.

Cheers!

Melody Haggard is cursed. She’s got no proof and no enemies but there seems to be no other explanation for it.

All her life (basically) she has been tossed from one world to another, without any particular rhyme or reason. When it first happened at thirteen she was naive enough to believe it was a superpower, but no, she has no control over it whatsoever.

Nearly a decade has passed now, and she’s battled in steam punk armies, soared in a swarm of fairies, investigated in a gang ridden metropolis, and so much more. She has now found herself in a mutant ridden distopia–not the first she’s visited–and met you. She thinks it’ll be the same, she’ll aid you and others in whatever adventure fate dumps in her path and then without warning–poof!–she’ll be gone and never seen again.

Maybe she’s right, perhaps you will be just another passing figure in her story.

Or maybe something will change, and by some miracle you’ll join her in a unwilling world-hopping escapade.

(The idea is for this to be a story with space for serious, heartfelt moments, action, and a decent dose of silliness)

I’ll break it down further in the info for applicants!

Note: This game is designed to be flexible and open to new, old, low commitment and high commitment players. You just need to be somewhat willing to go with the flow.