Chromicles of an 8-Bit World – Intro

So while I’m waiting for NaNoWriMo to get here, I though I’d treat us all to a text-adventure game. All you need to do is post in the comments what you decide to do whenever a decision occurs, and then you’ll temporarily become part of the "party." or for as long as you decide to participate And of course, any questions or comments can be posted as well. So for now, just imagine 8-Bit music playing.

Note – comments in text-adventure form please!

For example: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UBVoONryE3s

 

"PRELUDE TO MADNESS"

>Start

>Enter Character Name: Sam

>Choose Character Class: Mage / Thief / Cleric / Warrior / Fighter

>Class Descriptions

Mage: Can specialize in Dark, Holy, Fire, or Ice. Low health. Average to High Damage. Average movement speed.

Thief: Fast movement speed. Average Damage. Average Health. Can pick locks and pockets.

Cleric: Average movement speed. Low Damage. Low Health. Can heal other party members, Healing result based on Level.

Warrior: Low Movement speed. Low Damage. High Heath. Has an exceptional amount of health, can take a lot of punishment.

Fighter: Average movement seed. Low to Average to High Damage. Average Health. The main damage dealer, great in fights but can be overwhelmed.

>Mage

Spell-caster. Ranged. Starting gear: Old Plain Robe, Old Wooden Staff, Raggedy Wizard’s Hat, Worn Wizard’s Shoes.

>Accept

>Character Selection:

>Lv.1 Mage: Sam

>Start

>Listen carefully…I’m going to tell you something that I’ve never told anyone before. A secret that should never be spoken. A door that should never be opened. At the bottom of this letter, lies my entire life’s work. What I amounted to, and all that will ever be. You read this forsaken piece of parchment in knowing that there is no turning back. Should you choose to accept this terrible burden of which I uncovered, you acknowledge that there is no, and there will never be regrets in your heart. If you feel you cannot carry such an enormous weight, please bury this letter, and save yourself from the terrible secret I’ve unleashed into this world.

>You stall for a moment, slightly shaken by the old letter. You found it in a box on a shelf in your home. You don’t remember where it came from, but wonder why you never read it before. You find yourself hesitating to look at it further.

>What will you do?

Look at the bottom of the letter.

Fold the letter up, and bury it outside in your garden.